#mothzilla fankid

[sweetness-pop]

Madison Russell, when she saves Sayura, baby Princess of the Monsters from upcoming Kaiju villain!:

[kaiju-art-for-the-heart]

MOTHZILLA BABY JUMPSCARE

I love Mosugoji fan kids so much, so I decided to take a stab at what I think they'd look like. I took inspo from Emi from Ultraman Rising and attempted to design something using her body shape but it just wasn't working for me. So instead I discarded my need to make it pure cuteness and I'm super happy with the results! I thought Mojiri was a very nice mash up name for him, Moji for short. Im so excited to design the next <3

[mikesterreal]

Saw a Mothzilla fankid design by @kaiju-art-for-the-heart and NEEDED to draw Mojiri all grown up! I hope you like it

[malloryishere]

Dad of the year goes to...Godzilla!

[qualxon]

I didn't really like my original Ajax design so I've fixed him up!

(plus charging up)

I wanted to give him a more Gojira look, since in my AU all gojira are capable of asexual reproduction (as well a sexual), and so Goji was the one who laid the egg and Mothra's radiation influenced the embryo's development from there (I'll do a post on how this works at some point)

The "wings" on his tail mostly just act as bioluminescence for when he does any deep-ocean swimming. His radiation, like Mothra's, can be used to help heal injuries (we saw Mothra do this in KOTM when Goji was in his temple/lair after getting hit with the oxygen destroyer), but his atomic breath is still his main "big guns" weapon

[perish-the-creator]

4/17/21 I redrew Erzi’s design to make him not only look interesting but as well as make him more functional. He’s more inspired by gliding lizards, flying fish, and my main man Hokmuto. My friend @imjustwhiddle gave the idea to not give him spikes. Which, frankly, made everything come together smoothly. 

He has the ability to launch himself out of the water if he goes at the right speed and maybe even go into flight if he can get himself high enough to glide. He also a fast swimmer than Goji, thanks in part to his wings assisting a bit in water. 

Erzi’s personality is more so along the lines a of kind spoiled kid. Was spoiled and smothering with love but never turned into a jerk because of it. He’s more likely to become a full grown adult and still try to cuddle up with his Papa. He does love his mother just as much, but it was clear Goji babied him a lot. 

He’s not a direct threat to humans, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t scare them. He’ll sometimes rise and dive like dolphins do along side various ships for fun. 

I’ll see if I’ll do redesigns and updates on other fankids as well!

[potatobugxo]

Do I like Godzilla KOTM? Yes, yes i do

Do i like the fact that Godzilla and Mothra are married? Yes, yes i do

Did i make a fankid for the fun of it? Yes, yes i did. And I’m naming her Morpho.

Is the first pic really shitty? Yes, yes... it is...

[kaiju-art-for-the-heart]

Draw Godzilla watching over his kids while his wife mothra is chatting with rodan

HI EVERYBODY GUESS WHO'S BACK Sorry I've been dead for so long, so many things happened and I just couldn't lock in like I wanted too, but no more! Finally getting back into my asks, this was the first thing that came to mind when I saw this. I imagine Rodan sucks up hella hard to keep from getting stabbed again lmao. Also, little baby Moji spending precious quality time with his papa 🥹

[mikesterreal]

My part of the art trade with @kaiju-art-for-the-heart

It was so fun drawing your Mojiri again, and good lord teeth are annoying to draw/lh

[kaiju-art-for-the-heart]

An Heir to the Throne: Crabby Suspicions

Chapter 7

The swift transition from Autumn to Winter was unmistakable. The cooler air and intense wind chill normally had no affect on the colossal titans, until now. Strip by strip, Mothra's beautiful silk would freeze solid before inevitably breaking beneath them, causing a small bit of panic. 

At this, Mothra could be seen layering silk once more around the cradle. Her claws moved effortlessly to weave the soft material into a tight bond. With a few tufts of her fur slipped inside the webbing, she stood back to assess the final product. The egg cradle was now refurbished to be far more sturdy, while also retaining warmth even when unattended. Content with her work, Mothra stepped around to position herself on top of the clutch. Her thick winter coat provided an excellent layer of heat as she cuddled close to them. 

It had been just over a month since everything had transpired. Godzilla expectedly made a full recovery, now working twice as hard to keep the peace and his queen comfortable. The eggs also hit milestones she didn't expect were possible. It seemed almost weekly they were gaining weight, even with one of the eggs being significantly smaller. Though other parents may have found it normal, Mothra was fascinated. Afterall, she had no idea what was going on behind those little shells. Thinking about it both excited and terrified her, it was either going REALLY good or REALLY bad. 

"My precious babies.." her gentle voice spoke, filling the empty air around them with unwavering love. "I hope you're working hard to look your best. You already have a secret admirer." she chuckled, watching as their persistent house guest paused its 'stealthy' sneaking. Usually Godzilla would be the one keeping it in check by making sure it stayed by the opening of the nest. But since he had been out on patrol the past few days, it had become far more comfortable sneaking around and attempting to get closer to the cradle. 

The small tinks and clanks of its metal legs creeped just a few inches closer, only pausing when Mothra looked to it. After a few seconds she turned away, pretending to seem uninterested. Instantly it began again, its beady black eyes fixated on the eggs below her. With another quick turn of the head, it stops in its tracks on a particularly spiky portion of the rocks. She was absolutely tickled by this, small chirrs of amusement echoing around them and catching the attention of the bot. Though the small interaction doesn't last long before one of its legs slips off and sends it tumbling down the wall and in the direction of the cradle. Reflexively Mothra moves her claw into its path, stopping it in its tracks with a loud CLANK! 

After a few moments of silence, she gently raised her claw to make sure she didn't crush the poor thing. Her eyes landed on the small crab laying on its back, its legs kicking side to side in attempt to flip itself over. She giggles at its awkward display before assisting, watching it regain its balance quickly. Its eyes unnaturally turn upwards to look at her before settling once again on its original task. She stares to note its eerie stillness, her thoughts clouded with just how cute the humans truly were. 

It didn't take long for Godzilla to make it back home for lunch. Though he wouldn't say it out loud, he was incredibly eager to come back to see his family waiting for him. To anyone else, maybe a bit too eager. Emerging from the cool ocean waters he trudges his way onto the beach, shaking out as much moisture as possible. Tracking water into the nest was a surefire way of breaking it apart faster, they had to learn that the hard way. As soon as he felt dry enough to enter, Godzilla screeched the usual warning cry to his queen. 

Mothra had already sensed his arrival, but didn't anticipate him to be so close so fast. Hurriedly her claw pushed the small crab back as far as she could, making sure to be ever so careful to not break it. After making sure it was a decent lengths away, she composed herself, pretending as if she had been napping just a few moments prior. Godzilla entered the nest cautiously, lunch in hand, as he watched Mothra chirr tiredly to him. He greets her with gentle grooming to her antenna before dropping a crudely ripped up tree by her side. Rich bronze tree sap oozed from its drunk and staining the soft wraps below. Though it was messy she didn't mind, it just meant she had a little snack for later.

As Mothra drinks up the meal Godzilla so graciously brought for her,  the small metal crab silently wedges itself in the new hiding spot Mothra pushed it into. The moment its eyes re-focus onto the pair, a large spiky tail whacks it out of its position and sends it tumbling back towards the mouth of the nest. Godzilla growls in annoyance, knowing the humans were already becoming far too bold.  

"Gojira!" Mothra gasps, catching his attention for a mere second before his eyes locked back onto the retreating spy crab. "Please, you're being far too rough." she chitters again, catching a small glimpse of the injured crab skittering away. As it finally fleas the scene, Godzilla turns back to her with a huff. 

"Mosura, just because they are not here physically, does not mean they are to be trusted. They're lucky I'm allowing them this." he retorted, the pink spikes of his tail pulsing vibrantly in his familiar territorial display. She heavily sighs at this, knowing it would take time for him to warm up to the idea. Her claws reach out to him, prompting to settling in beside her. "Lets at least give them a chance. They've proven trustworthy a few times before haven't they?" she questions, looking up to him with pleading eyes. Godzilla stares down at her, slowly lowing himself beside her with a defeated drone. "Fine.." he says simply, knowing he could never say no to that level of trickery. 

"But they only have one chance. If anything happens to any of you, I'm painting this planet red." 

"... That's.." she trailed off, knowing this would quickly turn into a losing battle. "How about we just get rid of the crabs if something did happen? That would be just as affective." she proposed nervously, getting a nod of approval from him. Finally coming to an agreement felt like a weight had been lifted off her shoulders. Both titans curl around their nest, ignoring their responsibilities for the rest of the day and instead enjoying each others company.

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The loud screws and banging echoed endlessly at the Monarch machinery division. Recently they had their hands full recovering damaged spy equipment that Godzilla so graciously 'spared'. Three head mechanics sat chatting amongst themselves, hard at work repairing the notorious spy crab that was dedicated to being closest to the nest. 

"Man.. Godzilla sure is kind to leave 'em just busted up enough to need extensive repairs." one of the men chuckled, slowly descending the ladder that lead from the crabs main frame. The two other mechanics laugh cheekily, each working independently on the crabs broken legs. 

"Listen, if a weird bug kept trying to get close to my kids I'd be pretty annoyed too."  the woman chimes in, closing the maintenance panel on the dented exterior. Both mechanics stand back on their scaffolding, checking off information on their clipboards with satisfied nods. "Alright, I've got my leg done. You boys finished yet? Management will be on our asses if we don't get this thing up and running by 22:00." she questioned, pulling up her sleeve to peer at the thin wrist watch with a nervous sigh. 

"Re-lax Minty, everythin' is fine on the inside. The only thing that may need a replacement, is one of them eye lenses. But that's all. How's it lookin' back there, Trux?" the first mechanic called out, hastily scribbling his last report down before lowering the clipboard. "Its... umm.." Trux called back, his voice quiet but concentrated. This catches the attention of the other two workers as they descend back down to the ground floor. 

Meeting back up in the middle, they creep their way around to find their teammate scanning through multiple different specs on the crab. He seemed so focused that he didn't even notice them appear behind him, looking quite concerned. "Hey kid.. you know you don't actually have to memorize this thing.. I was joking when I said that." Minty chuckled apprehensively, watching as Trux flipped through page after page with heightened confusion. 

"Yeah! Listen to your uncle Tino, ain't no-body rememberin' all that right off the bat. Give yourself some grace." Tino chanted with a hardy pat on the shoulder. Trux finally turned his attention to their troubled glances with a nod. 

"Sorry I just.." he started, looking back to the messy paperwork. "I.. found something that isn't listed.. anywhere. I have no idea what this thing is but.." he trailed off, lifting his gloved hand to gaze nervously at the small item. He turns back to reveal an orange USB plugin, his hands trembling as the previous look of confusion delved into silent terror. "I'm scared I may have ripped something super important out! It was jutting from a spot in the back leg panel but I couldn't find the slot it came out of! D-do you guys know where this goes?!" Trux finally broke down, the two mechanics staring wide eyed at the small chip bouncing around his jittery hand. 

Taking a step forward Minty adjusts her glasses, narrowing her eyes to assess the item fully. "That's not right.. this unit doesn't have any USB slots. All the information it gathers is fed directly to the Monarch data bank, so there should be no reason for this. Tino?" she questions, turning to look at the large man but stunned to see the color drained completely from his features. 

 "The board.." He whispers under his breath, coaxing them both to question "what?" in unison. Quickly Tino grabs Trux by the wrist and pulls him to his feet before grabbing the hem of Minty's work apron, dragging them along with a sense of urgency. "To the board, NOW."

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As the sun rose high, the dark clouds that hid its golden rays parted to shine down on the queens resting figure. Her eyes flutter open, instantly panning down to the warm basket of eggs she had been perched on all night long. Mothra stretched out her front legs tiredly, chirring with excitement at whatever new development she could spot out today. Quickly her excitement turned to calm soothing as Godzilla rose from his sleep as well. A loud yawn bellowed from him before turning to greet his queen with a nuzzle. 

"You must be tired, my queen. I'm ready to trade places so you can take some much needed rest." Godzilla purred, rubbing his snout against her soft neck fuzz. Mothra couldn't help but trill at his affection, nuzzling into the crook of his snout. 

"Thank you for offering my love, but I'm truly fine. I'm more than ok with staying here for a while." she assured him, attempting to decline his invitation as passively as possible. Godzilla pauses for a moment to look at her, nudging her gently with another purr.

"Please, I insist. I've already finished my patrols for the week, was there anything you wanted to check on at all? Maybe visit Hallow Earth for a bit?" he questioned sweetly, listening to her hum in thought, but ultimately shaking her head in response. 

"Mmmm nope. I left everything in good shape last I checked. I'm sure everything is fine." she stated simply, making Godzilla narrow his eyes. He silently thought to himself before tilting his head, a look of intrigue and slight vexation riddling his features.

"Well, surely you want some type of break for yourself?" he questions again, the sweetness in his tone dropping to something a bit more impatient. "Of course not, darling. I need no such thing, but I know you love having your alone time. Which is why I'm happy to let you have as much as you need." she said softly, looking up at him with a smile that screamed 'check mate'. 

Godzilla sits up to look at her straight, his eye twitching restlessly with every passing moment. "You're hogging them, its my turn to sit." Godzilla grumbled impatiently, getting Mothra to finally look up at him with the same fierce tone. She retaliates with false sweetness, stating he sat with them for 3 days straight before this and that it was actually HER turn to sit. Both growl under their breath before Godzilla playfully nudges her with his snout, dropping the previous act with a chuckle. "You've been keeping them company since I came back from the dead. Its only fair if I get a couple extra days. Please??" he sighed, capturing her heart with his unusually glossy eyes. 

It took less than a second for her to cave under his pressure, sighing heavily as she stood up to let him take her place. Godzilla wasted no time to settle in comfortably over the eggs, with just the right amount of space between his body and the cradle. The small soft mounds change drastically from blue to pink with their switch, their bioluminescence becoming brighter and brighter with every passing day. 

After taking a long stretch, Mothra searched around the mouth of the nest with confusion, turning to Godzilla with a chitter. "What happened to the little creature? It was here yesterday wasn't it?" she questioned, but only getting a shrug in response. "I watched it leave yesterday but haven't seen it pop up today. Maybe they finally got the memo." he huffed, applauding himself for yesterdays strategic tail swipe. Mothra is a bit disappointed at its disappearance but shakes it off, knowing it made Godzilla happier that it wasn't around. 

Giving each other one last snuggle, Mothra exits their home with renewed energy. Her elegant wings stretched out to take her into the sky, the cool winter winds brushing past her fur with a tingly sensation. Though she was only gone for a few minutes, her mind was already clouded with thoughts of coming back home to her precious family. To her, everything was finally perfect. 

[kaiju-art-for-the-heart]

An Heir to the Throne: Home at Last

Chapter 6

A soft melodic hum gently awoke Godzilla, his foggy vision slowly clearing up to the misty blue sky above. He sat for a moment, listening intently to the calming sound, his mind coming to with the rest of his senses.  Hmm.. that voice.. it sounds like..

As the hums and chirps continued to fill his ears, the vision of Mothra materialized to him. Her soft presence approached, reaching out to touch his trembling claws with familiar warm. Unknowingly, Godzilla reached out to her as well, cupping the soft fluff of her face before attempting to pull her closer. The gentle glow of her bioluminescence faded just as quickly as she approached, disintegrating in his hands as he looked up to see, him.  

"MOSURA!" Godzilla screeched in a panic, sorely lifting himself up to find his queen. The previous humming stopped abruptly before the same voice called back with an excited "Gojira?!" Both titans locked eyes momentarily before scrambling into each others embrace. Godzilla's head nuzzled comfortably in Mothra's neck fluff, a low purr vibrating her being as she trilled with excitement . "You're awake! You're finally awake!" Mothra cried, nestling into the nook of his snout. With shaky breaths he drones in response, wincing at the sudden pain growing in his neck. 

"Ugh.. what happened.." he sighed tiredly, rubbing over the aching scab warily. Mothra watched intently as he already began to pick at the healing wound, her claws slowly reaching up and pulling his hand away before he could cause anymore damage. "You came home wounded from Kumonga's venom. You passed out not too long after, but I was able to speed up the healing with my power. You've been asleep for days.." she trailed off, leaning into his gentle grasp. "Days?! You're telling me you've been alone for days?!" Godzilla clamored, his eyes widening at the thought of how frightened she must have been. Mothra trilled to calm him once more, her head gently rubbing underneath his chin. "My love, I was far more worried about your well being than having to sit quietly for a few days. Kumonga venom is incredibly powerful. I'm not sure how you were even able to stand after being bitten. But either way, I'm just happy you're awake again." she breathed, feeling him wrap around her once more. Memories of the fight began to flood his brain instantly. The bite was so fast that he didn't even register she was on his back until it was too late. He was careless, letting his guard down in the middle of battle and allowing her to slip away was inexcusable. But at that moment, he wanted to focus on one thing. His brain was so fixed on Mothra that he couldn't think of anything else. 

 "It was you.." he whispered under his breath, nuzzling snuggly against her neck fluff. "You helped me stay standing.. to have a reason to come home. I'm sorry I let it get so messy and making you worry." he chuckled tiredly, anxiously waiting for Mothra's answer. Sitting wide eyed for a moment she couldn't help but giggle, holding him close. "Well since you're already apologizing, I guess I'll accept this time." she retorted playfully, making him roll his eyes with a smug smile accompanying afterwards. 

Recollecting once again, he couldn't remember exactly what he had rushed home for. Mothra was in trouble, but for what? She didn't join in the fight, and was home the entire time. After a few seconds of connecting the dots, Godzilla jumped back up. His head quickly whipping around to the small nursey the two had set up together, his eyes resting on the three small bundles filling the entire space.  

How could he have possibly forgotten the most important detail?! Mosura, his love and mate, laid their first ever eggs while he was gone. The sudden realization made his heart skip a beat, rendering him paralyzed with uncertainty. "The eggs.." he finally spoke, getting her attention once again. "The eggs are.. ok?" he questioned, tilting his head as he scanned over the area. Mothra stammers for a moment before sitting up as well, motioning for him take a closer look. "Yes! I was so excited for you to wake up to see them! I had no idea I was carrying so many.. I'm so used to just laying one." she chuckled, shyly watching as Godzilla cautiously approached the fragile area. As his head lowered into the crowded space,  he watched as each egg illuminated the same fiery pink in response to his presence. His snout gently brushed past one of them as he sniffed their exterior, giving him an unfamiliar feeling of pride. This was finally real. He can see them, he can feel them. 

Though he had only seen them for a few moments, they looked a bit different than when they were freshly laid. Their previous washed out coloring was now much more vibrant. Swirls of blue and white with occasional flakes of pink decorated their exteriors. As his snout nudged them again, he could feel their shells were still quite soft, but leathery to the touch. It was something he hadn't felt in many many years, but seeing them now was quite exciting. Slowly, Godzilla lowered himself to comfortably lay in front of the cradle. His eyes fixated on the precious wraps before him.  

After a small while, Mothra cuddled up beside Godzilla, admiring their hard work together. The previous pink that adorned their shells now danced together with a soft blue haze. 

"Do you think they will be able to swim?" Mothra quietly spoke, her eyes focused solely on the clutch. 

"I'm.. not sure.." Godzilla answered, his mind now racing with possibilities of the future. "Do you think they will be able to fly?" he questioned back, to which he got an uncertain 'maybe' in response. 

A few moments of shared silence was broken by Godzilla speaking again, nudging Mothra to draw her attention. "How are you feeling my Queen? Are you.. still in pain?" he questioned, scanning over her body with heightened concern. Mothra chuckled at this, nudging him back. 

"I think I should be asking you that. But.. I'm fine. You know my body heals twice as fast after laying, it wasn't anything to worry over." she assures him, crossing her forearm's over each other triumphantly. "How are you feeling? About.. everything?" 

Godzilla paused for a moment, tilting his head in thought before looking down to her with a toothy but sincere smile. "I'm.. happy. The happiest I've ever been. In all these years, I never once thought to try having a family. But I think I can make it work." he spoke, watching as the light in her eyes shined brighter by the second. Mothra trilled excitedly, nuzzling underneath his chin. "What about having a family with 3 hatchlings? You don't think that will be tough?" she teased playfully, getting a huff from him. He continues to explain that his species lay multiple eggs at a time, he knew it could be handled. Both titans look to each other before bursting into nervous giggles and laughter. As their foreheads touch to form a tender moment, their bioluminescence lit up the area around them. The soft exterior of their eggs shine brightly as the same pink and blue swirls begin to seep within them. 

Now, more than ever, Godzilla was ready to take on the role of a father.  

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The small tinks and clacks of metal on rock could be heard skittering along the creases of the nest. With one final reposition, the small metal crab was able to capture the perfect angle for spying. Behind said crab, was the intense hoops and wails of Monarch employees at the news of Godzilla finally waking back up. Once again, everyone was scrambling to capture this event, from Godzilla overcoming Kumonga poison in a mere 4 days, to his intense displays of affection with Mothra. The eggs, though unreachable, were heavily documented since the day they were laid. From color, to shape and size, even down to the different markings on each egg. Everything to be seen, was documented. 

Along with this, researchers began noting the king and queen settling into their parenthood quickly. Within 2 weeks, both parents tended to their eggs exclusively since their lay, neither seeming to want to leave the nest even in times of minor emergency.  The eggs were studied to thrive when close to both or either parent, though research could not be conducted on the effects of them being left alone. Either way, both Godzilla and Mothra did not seem to have any intensions of leaving them be. And with the Kumonga aftermath finally cleaned up, all hands were back on deck for the study of this amazing experience.

[kaiju-art-for-the-heart]

An Heir to the Throne: An Unexpected Surprise

Chapter 8  All three engineers waste no time in reporting their findings, instantly handing the odd object to their superiors, then the superiors quickly flagging down as many important people as they could. By the next morning a handful of technicians, the engineers, their superiors, and select representatives from Monarch headquarters were gathered to inspect the findings and come up with a plausible cause. The 2 representatives looked down to the small protective case with disinterest, a scowl crossing their features and sending the room into a silent panic. "This is what you contacted us for? I little flash drive?" the man spat, his piercing gaze stabbing directly into the heart of the first three engineers. "This could be a.. small detailed that was overlooked and undocumented. This shouldn't have to be said, but maybe you all should pay attention to your work-" "Oh please! Do you think we're that careless?" The superior piped up, cutting through the silent crowd and catching the representative off guard. The woman steps up, placing herself in front of Minty, Trux, and Tino defensively.  "M-Miss Alliyah..!" Trux whispered out, his small presence unmoving her stronger resolve. "You're seriously doubting MY team? The team that specifically designed this equipment at Monarchs request? You honestly think we would call you down here for nothing?" she hisses, laying a few blue prints out on the table in front of them. "Here's your proof. These are the original prints of the final design regarding the equipment's spec's and inner workings."  Her fingers point to the leg that housed the usb, tapping on the spot with a loud click. "There is NO design for a compartment on this portion of the body, nor is there mention of usb ports listed anywhere on this model. Meaning that we did not add them into the final products. For god's sake, its not even a Monarch designed plug in!" she explained through gritted teeth, waiting for a response from the now speechless man.  The second representative stepped up, her eyes scanning through the blueprints with precision. "She's right.. there's no point in arguing about this." she mumbles, picking up the usb out of its casing and studying it between her fingers. "Have you found any others? What exactly did you find on it?" she questioned, looking past Alliyah and eyeing the trio curiously.  "Out of all the equipment, this was the only one we could find." Minty spoke up, a small cold bead of sweat trickling down her temple at the intense situation. "We searched through it as thoroughly as we could,  and found multiple stolen video's and pictures taken using the crab's lens. So far, we haven't found evidence of anything else."  The representative listened apprehensively, placing the stick back into its casing and closing the lid. Her eyes flick over to her partner for a moment before looking around the room, taking note of everyone's frustration and anxiety. Taking a deep breath, she lifts the precious box from the table, handing it to the still speechless man and turning her attention back to the room with a now assuring smile. "We apologize for our previous skepticism. This is an important matter and should be treated as such, so thank you for your hard work and determination in keeping us and our titan friends safe. We will be taking this in for further investigation, and will make sure we find the route cause." she finally spoke, taking a pen from her breast pocket and quickly writing something on her notepad. "For now, we are going to recall all units until the investigation is complete. I will leave detailed instructions with you, Alliyah. Pass them along to your team when they are delivered. And in the meantime, we will keep close eyes on all technology leaving and returning to this base. You are all dismissed." With those few words, the tension in the room instantly dissipated. The trio nearly slumped over each other as if a weight had been lifted off their shoulders, and the meeting was adjourned with a fresh feeling of anxiety. 

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Setting moonlight seeps through the shuttered windows of a messy office, its soft glow illuminating against scattered scrap metal riddling the floor. A private quarter with a 'Do not Disturb' sign hanging outside the large door. An older man stands hard at work at his desk, his nimble fingers working with marksman like precision. Another small crab-looking bot lays still on his desk, though this one was strange. Its brown and black exterior was a near perfect camouflage against the rock sample perched on his desk. With a simple click, a small orange usb is pushed into the back panel before being sealed away completely.  "That should do it." the man mumbled to himself, fiddling with the crabs control panel before switching it on. Within a split second the mechanical creature sprung to life, stepping side to side and twisting its large camera hidden eyes by his control. After a few movement tests, the man picks up the small crab and places it in a large backpack.  Slinging the bag over his shoulder, he leaves the darkened office, closing the door behind him and removing the do not disturb sign with a simple slip. His posture instantly slumps over, his walking turning into more of a hobble as he lingers through the baron Monarch hallways. Though the silence doesn't last long as two new interns exit a meeting. Both are chattering to each other as they step into the hall, gushing about the latest egg updates. "Did you see how they curled up together last night?? Goals!!" one squeals, clicking her heels as she excitedly shuffles along the floor. "Yes! And the Mothzilla eggs were glowing between them all night long.. ugh I could just die.." the other swoons, clutching her clipboard to her chest. Though their delighted giggles pause as they see the man, a warm smile replacing their previous excitement.  "Hey Stanford! You're here late AGAIN? You better get home! Have a good night!" one of them chirps, finally pulling the other from her tantalizing moth-lizard baby daydreams. Stanford continues his slow stride, flashing the young women a smile. "Yup.. You take it easy yourself girls." he waves to them, making his way out of the main lobby and into the half empty parking lot. His subtle shuffling straightens back out as he reaches his vehicle, his backpack resting comfortably in the passenger seat as he takes off. The time traveled from the monarch building to the shoreline was not long, as he had already made it to the waters edge. His hands free the crab from its cloth prison, tossing it into the cold ocean waves and watching it get swept away.  "Hopefully, they wont find you my slippery little friend. Good luck." he nods his head, rubbing the silver wrist watch that had been hiding under his sleeve. 'And he's just going to have to wait just a tiny bit longer..' 

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After their previous discussion, Godzilla and Mothra decided to divide their shared egg sitting time to every other day. With this alternation, they can affectively do their patrols and come home to switch with zero issue. Though the arrangement will change later down the line, they are both comfortable with this for the time being, and enjoy being able to co-sit like normal parents. 

With another day of uneventful trips around the globe, Godzilla decided to take a few leisurely laps around his territory. As his scaley body swayed through the cool waters, he eyed the unexplored land with interest. Though it hadn't been too long since they occupied the island, he had forgotten just how much space there was for his future little ones to explore and play. His sharp eyes raked over the dense tree line, trailed up the walls and crevasses of their nests crater, and landed longing on the beach that connected to their cozy home. His mind drifts off to the idea of little footsteps parading around the shore as him and his queen lounge in the warm sand. The chirps and soft cries of their offspring's rough-housing an unspoken bliss between them. As quickly as he entered, Godzilla was ripped from his emersion by a frantic call from his queen.  'Gojira!! Come quickly!! The eggs!' she relays, a pang of dread washing over him at the implication of something going wrong. Without hesitation he jumps onto the beach, his dorsal plates glowing fiercely under the dim moon light. His long stride gets him back home quickly, each step more panicked than the next.  "Mosura!?" he croaked, his piercing gaze scanning the area for whatever threat may have been lurking about. "What happened to them? What's wrong?" 

Mothra stands at the cradle breathless, her eyes wide with shock and dismay. Slowly, she lifts her claw towards the eggs, a breathy mumble falling from her jaws as she turns to face him. "Look.." she says simply, reaching out and pulling him closer to the bunch. "Listen.." she breathes once more, getting a look from Godzilla. Though he questioned her sense of urgency, he did as he was told, allowing a small silence to wash over their panic.  As Godzilla's raised heartbeat fell back to normalcy, his mouth fell open to critique her earlier jump scare. Though he remained silent, as within that moment, he could hear it. The soft fluttering sound of 3 uncoordinated heartbeats pulsing from their eggs and cementing themselves in their parents rhythm. Both Godzilla and Mothra freeze in place, their senses honing onto the sound of their offspring's newfound development. And while falling into each others arms, they sit to exclusively listen to each one, their own bioluminescence pulsing in harmony .   

[kaiju-art-for-the-heart]

Is the story over or are you continuing it?

November 17th, be there or be square

[kaiju-art-for-the-heart]

MY LITTLE EMO BOY

I love it, thank you!! Imagining an emo Moji is hilarious, he would give his parents so much GRIEF

Gift art for @kaiju-art-for-the-heart ! Mojiri was a handful in his teenage years

[qualxon]

Bug legs are hard

Mothzilla!!

And my Mothzilla kid, Ajax!

[qualxon]

What would happen if Ajax meet the Ghidignis kids? Since that their fathers, Godzilla and King Ghidorah, are enemies...

Scorpius and Cepheus know better than to start a screaming match with the prince of the titans, not because he could beat them in a fight or because his father is king, but because they know that if they do then Caelignis will be pissed. Vela is just...Vela