#Godzilla prediction

[mikesterreal]

A Godzilla thought just came to me and I can’t stop thinking about it

Monsterverse Godzilla is referred to as “the monster who ate a star.” People have taken this as foreshadowing MV Godzilla fighting Space Godzilla

HOWEVER, MV Godzilla has been evolving throughout the films to fight increasingly stronger opponents.

What if MV GODZILLA HIMSELF EVOLVED *INTO* SPACE GODZILLA TO FIGHT DESTOROYAH?

AM I CRAZY? AM I CRINGE? I DONT KNOW BUT I LOVE THIS IDEA

[kaiju-krew]

how people think i want the reunion to go vs. how i actually want it to go

[astoundingbeyondbelief]

Godzilla references in Prehysteria! If anyone has a clean version of "Rock Godzilla," hook me up.

[adm-starblitzsteel-4305]

I wish you a joyous day for our Queen, and she'll get her debut soon!!!

[youreaclownnow]

Got some big canvases on sale today so i can work on my lalahmuro painting i have been planning for like a week

[thesparkwhowalks]

Summer blockbuster season is off to a strong start with back-to-back movies that ask the question "What if the turn-of-the-20th-century weirdos were right"?

On the left, we have Ghostbusters: Frozen Empire, in which early 20th century spiritualism is dead-on correct (mainly because franchise creator Dan Aykroyd actually believes in early 20th century spirtitualism).

On the right, we have Godzilla x Kong: The New Empire, in which the hollow Earth and "Theory of Atlantis" themes from the last movie are expanded on at length.

And if the "mainstream" conspiracy sphere weren't so focused on licking Russian boots and tying everything else in the world to the so-called "globalist deep state", they'd be having a field day.

[awardswatcherik]

FINAL 2024 Oscar Predictions: VISUAL EFFECTS

[dawg-wtf]

forgot i need to actually post

anyway hi

godzilla stuff below cut

mire/giragoji for tha win

supernova prediction

matching for me n gang

minus and concept

idk how to feel abt my mothra design

miregoji/mirei v

eva ref...

anyway my dad died sunday so im not feeling greeat but hwatever Powa through it!!!!

bye

[ollieartss]

I have THREE bsd predictions and i feel as though they will all come true. if they do i am the bsd messiah.

Stormbringer will be animated into a movie between season 5-6 (dead apple style) so the manga can get ahead (I AM NOT READY)

Fyodor is 100% alive. We don’t know his ability yet and the Jesus line before he died was a telltale sign.

Bones will fuck up Stormbringer panels. Specifically the panel of Dazai smiling on the stairs as Chuuya goes to fight the equivalent of Godzilla. that one in particular. they absolutely will fuck it up.

See you bitches in 1-2 years when everything I say is correct 🏂🏂

[inferno-0]

Godzilla x MaleHuman!Reader | Smut 18+ - Headcanons |

╰┈➤Warning: English is not my first language, my apologies.

➤ I don't think there's a concept for Titan to "love females only." They can show sympathy for their own gender and not resist it, fully caring for their partner. To say that their partner is "man" would lead to the complete destruction of all facts about love. Did the Titan fall in love with man? The Titan fell in love with man. Male? Better events could not have happened in the future. It is what it is. A fateful blow can never be predicted by either Kaiju or a person.

* In short, let's just imagine that the Titan has the ability to become human. My blog literally lives in this universe and I have the right to do so. Human Titans will manifest themselves only at the moment when you need to show love to your beloved. But in everyday life, this can also be done, because everyone is curious about their behavior at such a moment. Me too.

* The first interaction is no exception, whether it's just a hug or something more. Take Godzilla as an example and paint it. This Titan would be just as neat if you were a woman. But who forbids being rude when his partner needs him so much? Especially if his physique is literally created by a god and surpasses all of humanity. Even a man will not be able to resist him, falling to his knees. Here he is. King. Completely in control of the situation, both in balance and in bed with you.

* A couple of scales are still left on some parts of his muscles, making you realize that he is still a monster, a Titan. He has a huge power that he can freely use on you only in a good way. Despite your male potential, to dominate and be in charge, to some extent to keep everything under control, then with him you just fall apart in parts, starting with the red thighs. One such action and you already see the stars and a pleasant pressure on the spine. Absolute submission, but no humiliation, even if you ask.

* Godzilla can only act quickly in extreme measures, focusing on your screams and growls, but here he is only on emotions after long days. If anything, he'll stay afloat, moving you around neatly and quietly keeping you lewd. The look it gives you can get stuck in your head for a long time. Even in Titan form, those pupils barely hold you in place. One move from the Big to the smaller and you immediately pounce on it, grabbing all the muscles and scales.

* For the first time with him, be more patient, he still studies you and your habits at such a moment. Godzilla will act modestly and slowly at the very beginning, just not to harm you in any way. You just need to guide him, you know? Without this help, his claws will only twist awkwardly in the same place, completely forgetting about other things. In general, he can bring pleasure to you and himself at such a moment. To nod your head affirmatively in agreement that he is the first to pierce you is quite surprising to him. You will have to knock on your head several times, realizing that you are below. Well, you know, it's kind of humiliating, but it's pleasant. You didn't take a woman, but Titan took you? A wonderful beginning to romance.

The author is just overloaded with other work, don't worry.

[fluffyyutyrannus]

-GIANT DEVIL OCTOPUS-

Originally from Skull island, This kaiju first attacked San Francisco in 1955 and has since then been the most common kaiju on earth.

Today they are mostly known for their attacks on ships, some even playing Godzilla roars to scare the kaiju away, this has predictable results.

[akanemnon]

Do you have any games, movies, TV shows, comics, etc that you like?

You wanna know it all, huh? Well... proceed under the cut if you're REALLY interested

When it comes to games, I played Guild Wars 2 for 9 years, I believe? Though I stopped after the story/gameplay loop became a little bit too predictable and monotone for my liking. It was still a fun game, I would say, and the community was very nice. But honestly, I had the most fun with character customization/Fashion Wars.

Other than that I will ALWAYS reccomend Final Fantasy 9 to people, because I'm a biased bitch.

I gotta admit, I don't watch a lot of movies. I mostly stick to shows and video essays. Though I recently stumbled across a clip from the movie Shin Godzilla, and I've been morbidly fascinated ever since. I dunno how many videos I've watched so far dissecting the movie. I really need to watch it myself at some point.

As for TV shows, I got a bunch, like A:TLA, Gravity Falls, Amphibia... though the one I'm most excited about is the 3rd season of Good Omens. My heart won't be able to handle it.

As for comics, well, I grew up with the Asterix comics, though some aspects of them didn't age all that well... Other than that, I've been reading a handful of comics by Italian comic artist Zerocalcare and I've been really enjoying them!

[astoundingbeyondbelief]

Mei didn't even need a super calculator to predict the title of the next Godzilla movie.

[adm-starblitzsteel-4305]

All of your memes has now predicted

Godzilla with a gun vs. Kong with a gun

[riderart]

My prediction for the next arc.

Godzilla Tiamat Vs Kong Yeti

Sumerian survivor battles the Sumerian collaborator?

Who is the mysterious xenosuit pilot? What is St Germaine plotting? Will Okarun have to rizz up another baddie?

Find out next time, on Dan Da Dan!

[howlingday]

Godzilla in Remnant AU the Atlesian Military thought they were victorious against Godzilla, only to be met with horror as the damaged parts of his body begin to regenerate.

"And as it stands, the Atlas military stands firm in its decision to divert all available forces to protect and assist the people of Argus following the Grimm attack."

General Ironwood spoke to the throng of reporters, each surrounded by a different camera, microphone, and notepad. Amidst the crowd, he recognized members of his media staff writing down for their reports to be published on behalf of the Atlas military. It gave him some comfort that there were those who understood his position, though it did little to ease the discomfort of the next four words that would follow.

"Are there any questions?" Immediately, the crowd erupted into a roar that would only grow louder as his name was chanted for his attention. He took no pleasure in this, but it was a necessary discomfort. He pointed at a woman with green hair and a red highlight. "Yes, you."

"Amaranthine Grove, the Mantle Crier," Mantle's number one newspaper, and one that wasn't known for pulling punches when discussing their more elevated sister city, "what is the city of Atlas' plan should Godzilla set its sights on Solitas?"

"Though I cannot speak on behalf of the rest of the council of Atlas," Ironwood was as careful with his words as Ms. Grove was, since she clarified the CITY of ATLAS, rather than the academy or the kingdom or the military, "Atlas will defend itself as necessary, using both the might of its military and its technology." He pointed to a man with glasses. "Next question."

"Bauman Stock, the Atlesian Orchard," Ironwood resisted the urge to roll his eyes at the 'news outlet' with more accusations of libel against them than the words in any given article, "what of the rumors that Jacques Schnee threatened to counter-sue should you press legal action for the military's involvement in the creation of Ancient Gasp?"

"I have no intention of making any comments about rumors." He pointed to the far back, where a man with white hair and glasses, almost too similar to a member of the Schnee family, raised his pen. "Yes, you."

"Cyril Ian, Vale News Network," Ironwood let his mask slip and looked genuinely surprised by the appearance of the reporter from another kingdom, "does the Atlas military have any update on the status of Godzilla, including its location and current alignment with humanity?"

"The Atlas military is coordinating with the huntsmen and huntresses of other kingdoms to locate and monitor the movement of the creature identified as 'Godzilla'. And as for its alignment with humanity," Ironwood swallowed a lump in his throat, "while it is responsible for the destruction of Argus, the deaths of its citizens, and the threat the survivors continue to face with the surrounding Grimm, we can say with certainty that it is not a creature of Grimm, nor does it show any alignment to them."

"Correct me if I'm wrong, General, but isn't the Atlas military just as responsible, if not moreso after their flagrant disregard for human life by funding the dust weapon, 'Ancient Gasp'?"

"Ancient Gasp was a weapon designed to be used on the Grimm, Mr. Ian." Ironwood tensed his jaw. "At the time, we had no knowledge of the creature's existence. It is an anomaly that we could not have predicted."

"General Ironwood-"

"This interview is over." General Ironwood stepped away from the podium, reporters clamoring for his attention as he made for the exit. Hopefully, someone would see things from his perspective; if not in the room, then watching from home.

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"Hey, Pyrrha? You okay?"

She didn't respond, though no response was a response in itself, wasn't it? Pyrrha Nikos, the champion of Mistral, the invincible girl, lay in her bed, as she had for the past month, watching every news outlet she could on her scroll. Jaune was careful as he approached, taking slow, cautious steps towards his partner. She didn't say a word when he knelt to her side.

"It's, uh... It's dinnertime." She grunted. "I think they're serving your favorite."

"...Okay." Pyrrha turned off her scroll, then closed her eyes and breathed slowly as the burning pain continued across her corneas. She sat up and blinked, weakly tossing the covers off and making her way to door.

Every day had been the same since the Argus attack. Pyrrha would stay up, watching everything from news outlets to video bloggers talking about the death and destruction that occurred in her demolished home. She would then fall asleep, tears in her eyes before waking up and crying in the bathroom. Then, she would put a brave face on and go to class.

Everything was normal, though students would keep the subject of Argus to hush whispers around her. Her friends were unfortunate enough to have firsthand knowledge to share with the rest of the academy, as evident when Weiss tried to defend the SDC and its use of dust before watching in horror as all of her silverware curled themselves into the company logo before her eyes. In Weiss' defense, Blake started it.

After lunch, Pyrrha would sneak away to her dorm to grab her scroll and try to call her mother. She'd left so many voice messages that her mother's voice mailbox was full. She'd fight back the tears for a little longer, then make her way to her afternoon classes. Combat classes were noticeably more brutal as she started venting her frustration onto her opponents. It was probably the first time Professor Goodwitch had to step in and penalize Pyrrha for anything. She was let off with a warning, but if she couldn't control herself, the penalties would be more severe.

Then, once classes were finished, she would crawl into bed until dinner, watching more videos, and occasionally pull the covers over her head to hide her tears. The rest of the team could still hear her, so they tried to give her the room, going out to do studying elsewhere. At this point, it all became so routine.

"Are you feeling okay, Pyrrha?"

"I'm fine..."

"Did you see anything new?"

"No..."

"Do you... want to talk?"

"..." She gave sigh. "No."

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Clack-clack. Clack-clack. Clack-clack.

Salem rapped her talon-like fingers against the arm of her chair. Ever since the destruction of her Leviathan, all of her plans had been made undone. She'd considered recalling Cinder to her side once more, but knew that it would only make her more difficult in the long run. Salem was always thinking of the long run.

Until something interrupts her plans in the most devastating way possible. She couldn't remember the last time someone or something forced her to revise her plans. So, she sat on her throne, day in and day out, rapping her fingers against her throne.

She could always create another Leviathan, though something that large requires a lot of magic, and though her internal and physical pool of magic was the only of its kind, it was not entirely limitless. She'd honed her arcane abilities for decades, even centuries, and crafted many a terrifying Grimm. But creatures like Leviathan, Monstro, and Blind Worms were special. Each put a strain on her body, and at one point destroyed her, albeit for but a moment.

Still, this beast could not roam unchecked. If left alone, humanity could unite against it. Upon destroying it or being destroyed, there would be only one force left on Remnant for either victor to focus their efforts on; herself. And she knew Ozma would be no fool and simply leave her be, even with a creature as large as a mountain roaming the oceans.

Clack-clack. Clack-clack. Clack-clack. Clack.

Oh... There was an idea~.

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The fishing trawler rocked side to side, gently tossed atop the waves as her crew laid in their racks for the night. The few watchstanders still awake at this hour made their rounds under the clear and starry skies. It would be beautiful if it weren't for long day of labor that occurred beforehand.

The topside watchman stopped for a moment and admired the sight of his portside home of Mistral. His love was likely putting the kids to bed, pointing at him while telling them tall tales of his sea stories he'd shared. He smiled, his heart eager to reunite with his family.

"Topside, Engine, test." The radio crackled.

"Engine, Topside, aye."

"Topside, Engine, ya might wanna take a gander at the radar."

"Engine, Topside, aye. Moving."

He made his way down the steps and across the P-way to the control room. Inside, the engineering watchman and the control watchman were standing over the console, eyes glued to the radar screen. Following a knock, the topside watchman entered and made his way over. The two others stood aside to let him see as well. The sight was far from comforting.

"The hell is that?"

"That right there," the control watchman pointed, "is a Grimm. I'm sure of it."

"Either that, or a whale."

"Whales don't move like that."

"Looks like somethin's chasin' it."

"Aye, but what would chase a Grimm in these waters?"

"A bigger Grimm?"

"Could be that Godzilla thing I've been hearin' about." The topside answered. "The kids are scared they're gonna get what Argus got."

"Fuck off." The engineering watchman rolled his eyes. "Ain't no Godzilla or nothin'. For all we know, Atlas just missed the water by a few hundred feet. Blamed it all on this fake Godzilla thing to cover it up."

"Not from what I've been hearin'." Topside shook his head. "Some are callin' it the Brothers returned."

"Aye, and I've got two-foot-long-"

"Shut up, both of you!" Control tapped the screen. "They're gone!"

Sure enough, the screen was empty of both blobs. Though it wasn't for long as returned from one end of the screen. Then it got closer, and closer. Then the larger blob came in from behind, closing the gap.

"Shit!" Control jumped away from the screen, climbing the steps to the helm. "Engine, load the engine!"

"Aye-aye, Control!" He flew down the steps into the engine room.

"Topside, get me a visual!"

"Aye-aye, control!" The topside watchman rushed down the P-way and up the steps to the telescope. Taking hold, he swiftly shifted to nightvision. "Control, Topside," he called into his radio, "request bearing!"

"Request bearing, aye," Control replied, "ship is moving west at two knots and increasing. Request visual!"

"Request visual, aye. No contact!" Empty ocean filled the expanse before him, even with nightvision engaged.

"Topside, control, look aft!"

Turning the scope towards the rudder, the topside swore as he caught sight of fiery red eyes gleaming in the black. Or that would be what he saw, if not for the greenscreen of nightvision only giving him textures of bone and black fins.

"GRIMM!" Suddenly, the ship was alive with the wailing of alarms and ringing of bells. Sailors clambered from their racks, hurriedly making their way to their battle stations. Some manned guns while others manned auxiliary equipment to aid in their escape and maneuvering. "It's closing in! Brace for shock!"

However, such measures were unnecessary. As the Grimm jumped out of the water, something much larger torpedoed into its underbelly, both launching out of the water. Topside watched in awe as he caught sight of the beast he'd heard so much about. And as the ship made their escape, he watched as it took hold of the Grimm and dragged it beneath the waves.

"Good thing he's on our side..."