Queen of the Monsters [archived]

Archived! Now over at aforestofcanons!

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And my multimuse blog is live!! All my canon muses like Amalthea and Mothra will be moving on over there. Plus, I put a fresh coat of paint with three of my older muses (including one I’ve never rped on Tumblr, and haven’t rped since I broke up with an ex, so WISH ME LUCK). <3 

[givcroflife]

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“You certainly know how to greet a guest, don’t you, darling?” The smile on King’s lips looked pleasant enough, but the last word came out like poison dripping off his tongue. He knew the effect he had on her just as well as he knew the effect he had on all the titans. It simply fueled him like alcohol on an open fire.

As the smile curled more so to one side, it began to appear as an arrogant smirk. He shifted closer, hands moving to rest comfortably in his pockets. “Why so full of hatred Mothra? Aren’t you their queen? Their precious precious queen.”

     “Usually, guests receive an invitation. You are a surprise that I was not expecting, nor that I requested.” Her head tilts, and she watches him with suspicious eyes. Even in this form, he’s too dangerous to trust with anything. When it came to Ghidorah, she usually just ignored him, not wanting to encourage the sick pleasure he derives from bothering the rest of them, but when he comes to seek a direct audience with her, she can’t deny him, despite every fiber within her wishing she could turn him away.

     Her back is straight, and unflinchingly, she looks into King Ghidorah’s eyes. Though her expression is still placid, she chooses not to mince words with him, “You forget, Ghidorah, that I not only protect the rest of the kaiju as their queen, but the planet itself from those who seek to uproot the natural order. You aren’t part of our world, nor do you mean it well.” The fire fades from her eyes, and she smoothes her shirt, the picture of control again. “If I believed in your capacity to change, and knew you wanted to live in harmony with us and this world, you would always be welcome to take counsel with me, but I have yet to see a change in you– and therefore I can’t believe a single word you say.” 

     She crosses her arms across her chest, and lets out a sigh. “State your business and leave me in peace.” 

[itsgsd]

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[consigndarkness]

@givcroflife​ Plotted starter with DC

There was always a bit of shame for DC in running away. Life was better now that he’d been found and was living with his brother. However, a certain instinct seemed to take over on the rough days. The days like today. He’d taken the ferry off Elkridge, unsure of which city he’d managed to travel to. 

The piercing daylight eventually faded, slowly painting itself dark as the sun set. Being alone on the streets for a kid his age might be dangerous and alas, DC had gotten himself into a confrontation with some older kids. Twenty-year olds, it looked like. With little more than a black eye and cut lip, he took off down the street until he bumped straight into some lady, a grunt passing his lips. “Shit!”

[givcroflife]

     When the sun sets, Mothra heads out into the city in order to find some means of sustenance, and she can bear the muted light of the moon and the night city far better than the harsh light of day. It’s probably by nature, she’s nocturnal, and being up during the day feels akin to madness for her– with the sun so bright and glaring in her eyes. However, her reflective stream of consciousness is broken, like a ripple across a pond, when a boy collides with her and Mothra stiffens. 

     The Queen of the Monsters stops the boy in his tracks, with a firm but still gentle grip to the shoulder. “Are you all right?” Her voice is soft as her gaze surveys not only the black eye, but the cut to the lip, before her eyes wander past the boy to the much taller figures pursuing him. Immediately, she takes a step towards the intruders, reflexively putting her own body between the young teen’s and his pursuers, her hand still protectively resting on his shoulder. “Are they troubling you, dear one?”

[givcroflife]

@consigndarkness​ is annoying the Queen

       “You.” Despite the former moth daikaiju’s placid expression, there’s an undercurrent in her voice, a nerve being plucked like an out of tune string by the mere presence of the false king. Of course Mothra knows the wretched alien creature when she sees him, despite the fragile shell he’s inhabiting. There’s still that undercurrent of power, the scent of ozone oozing from his very pores, and even the strangely metallic smell of space permeating the air around him, which he wears like a rotted cloak around his shoulders. 

       “Why are you here?” 

     After all, Mothra would rather deal with any of the other kaiju and all of the members of Monarch before she would engage with this one, and they both know it too well. Yet, even if there’s a small savage part of her that wants to put her fist into his face and break that perfect human nose of his, she’ll play nice– for now. Since the humans have labeled her the Queen of the Monsters, she may as well act accordingly.

[givcroflife]

Later that night I held an atlas in my lap Ran my fingers across the whole world and whispered Where does it hurt? It answered Everywhere Everywhere Everywhere.

Warsan Shire

[cosmicrew]

[victoriousvocabulary]

É [aka FĒI É]

[noun]

Chinese: 蛾 – moth, sometimes called fēi é (飞蛾, i.e. ‘flying’ moth); any of numerous insects of the order Lepidoptera, generally distinguished from butterflies by their nocturnal activity, hairlike or feathery antennae, stout bodies, and the frenulum that holds the front and back wings together.

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Original: Butterflies & Moths by Vlad Stankovic

[givcroflife]

@shackledspectre​

     Mothra stares at the specter in front of her for a long time, unsure of what to say. A long time ago, perhaps, she would’ve had more empathy, or maybe even felt vengeful towards the businessmen and capitalists of the world, but now, she finds only pity, and sorrow in her heart– sorrow for the fact that many of them do not know what they are doing, and don’t realize how their greed will lead to the undoing of all. The most frustrating part of it all is that she can no longer stop them in the same manner she once had; time was, she would stop everything in her path with just a flap of her monstrous wings, but now, she is lost, along with the rest of the kaiju who protect this world. 

     Yet that is another matter– this one can no longer harm anyone, having long been separated from the mortal coil. Her expression softens, and she watches him for a moment longer, before she finally breaks her silence. 

     “Why have you come here?”

[rcdanfire]

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[givcroflife]

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“I wasn’t moping, for the record,” Danny pointed out, holding a finger up as if it gave his claim more credibility. Of course, it didn’t and he had in fact been more than moping after the particular battle she spoke of, but that was a long time ago. He’d grown…matured; so to speak. “You know I’d take on his challenge either way, I’m not scared. I’d take on anyone who challenges me, even Ghidorah!”

Big talker, Danny was. He was a lot smaller than the others, though. In a way, arrogance was the only way for him to secure about himself. Did he truly ever think he’d be king? Nope, but the young titan would certainly fake it until he made it. Lips curved into a soft smirk. “In fact, I’d have beaten Ghidorah that one day had I not just woken up.”

      Even if Mothra is only mildly teasing the younger kaiju she does secretly admire his feisty nature– it more than makes up for his lack of size, and makes him a worthy opponent for almost any of them. She personally knows from the twins that those among Monarch consider him among the most powerful Titans currently on earth. Hence why he was a priority to contain, along with herself, Ghidorah and Godzilla. With a small smile resting on her lips, she listens as he continues to claim he can take on any and all of them.

      She’s almost tempted to tell Danny to go kick King in the shins, just to prove his point, but she’s better than that– besides, if King lashed out at the fire kaiju, Mothra would retaliate, and would be far less kind to the false King. “You ought to know that have no need to prove your power or courage to me, Danny. I believe in you. Furthermore, you should never fear to ask me for help in your battles– it’s never a weakness to ask for help. Especially when it’s for a worthy cause; reducing the size of Ghidorah’s ego, for instance. He does have the ego of three combined heads, after all.”  An impish smile appears on her lips briefly, even if the thought was terribly wicked of her– she still has a powerful grudge against the alien invader, and likely would for many eons. 

[chaosfindsaway]

@givcroflife​ Continuing post [x] here

“Look, with all due respect….” And truly, Rick meant that. He, like Serizawa, had nothing but respect for not only Mothra, but all the Titans. All except Ghidorah, that is. Given this, he knew to pick his words carefully which easily explained why he’d paused briefly to think about what he could possibly say to ease her mind. “Uhh….”

Still, nothing came to mind. Shit, why did he always get stuck with handling the conversations Monarch couldn’t? He sighed and lifted his cup for another sip only to realize it was already drained dry. Setting it down on the table in front of him, he shoved his hands in his pockets and shrugged. “We’re humans. We make stupid decisions. I get it. It’s done now, though. It’s happened. If it fails…then it fails and we’ll pay for our mistakes. Sometimes we have to take risks to protect those we care about.”

[givcroflife]

     The Queen grows silent, patiently listening. For a long moment after the human named Rick speaks, she remains quiet as the depths of outer space. The sentiment within his words so echoes why she does what she does, and she’s always, despite the views of the other kaiju, cared about the fate of humans, and been able to cooperate with them. Her heart aches for them– so small, so beautiful and delicate; like mayflies within her endless existence, but unlike mayflies, they inflict so much pain on one another and to the earth itself because of a greedy few. Yet even with all this pain the few inflict, she is the ever hopeful mother who believes they can be better, despite her own heartbreak. 

      “I have taken those same risks, over and over, for countless eons, for some that others would say aren’t worthy. I also know the others might call me foolish, but I have always believed in the goodness of man, far over the wickedness of a few. Yet, I did not know if man had the same empathy for beings like us. It gladdens me to know that there are those like you, who do care, and that my faith in you humans isn’t misguided. You’re right though. It is done, and we all must be patient in adjusting to these changes. I only wish the other Titans could see things as I do.” 

[jesuiseul-deactivated20210308]

[heireating]

          BOOK STARTERS VOL.12     ACROSS THE UNIVERSE     BETH REVIS

❛ I never thought about how important the sky was until I didn’t have one. ❜

❛ Dreams are like that: they go in and out of memories and scenes, but they’re never real. They’re never real, and I hate them because they aren’t. ❜

❛ Power isn’t control at all — power is strength, and giving that strength to others. ❜

❛ A leader isn’t someone who forces others to make him stronger. ❜

❛ A leader is someone willing to give his strength to others that they may have the strength to stand on their own. ❜

❛ In the end, we are alone. ❜

❛ It is like a piece of my soul is lost, empty. ❜

❛ If my life on Earth must end, let it end with a promise. Let it end with hope. ❜

❛ Sorry? Sorry isn’t enough. ❜

❛ Every single thing I ever loved is beyond my reach now. Everything I ever wanted. Everything I ever was. ❜

❛ Will you stay with me? ❜

❛ A leader doesn’t make pawns - he makes people. ❜

❛ Do you hear that? The pulse of life from your heart, the slow in-and-out from your lungs? Even when you are silent, even when you block out all noise, your body is still a cacophony of life. Mine is not. ❜

❛ It is the silence that drives me mad. The silence that drives the nightmares to me. ❜

❛ There is nothing between us but rain. There is nothing between us at all. ❜

❛ I like a little chaos. ❜

❛ I will never, never be the same. ❜

❛ I quit thinking. ❜

❛ You must dedicate your whole life to this. ❜

❛ You can never show weakness in front of them: you are their strength. ❜

❛ You can never let them see you in despair: you are their hope. ❜

❛ What if I am dead? How can someone without a beating heart, without breathing lungs live like I do? I must be dead. ❜

❛ I want to scream. I want to throw open my eyes wake up and not be alone with myself anymore, but I can’t. I can’t. ❜

❛ I will spend all of eternity trapped in my dead body. I will be locked within myself forever. ❜

❛ Should we wait? ❜

❛ Just give me a chance! ❜

❛ It’s bad, being frozen, but it’s better than waking up alone. ❜

❛ Everyone has secrets and if you keep asking, you’ll see how far I’m willing to go to keep mine. ❜

❛ Memories always kill nightmares. ❜

❛ I’m going to find a way to fix you. ❜

❛ I am not broken. ❜

❛ People are supposed to be like that: obedient, calm, working together. It’s us who can’t obey, can’t focus, who can’t work together, —  we’re the ones who aren’t normal. ❜

❛ What were you running from? ❜

❛ It’s not like I’ve done anything wrong! ❜

❛ I can get closer. ❜

❛ Like walking through water. Like drowning. ❜

❛ This journey… it’s long. ❜

❛ Why run? Run where? What’s the point? ❜

❛ People will survive anything for their children. ❜

❛ Does it matter if it’s a lie if it keeps us alive? ❜

❛ Old people die. It’s what they do. ❜

❛ This is… mating, it’s not love. ❜

❛ The first cause of discord is difference. ❜

❛ I’m not going to be the one to let her drown. ❜

❛ This is good. I want darkness. ❜

❛ Well, that did the trick. ❜

❛ I can’t do this. I can’t. It’s too much. ❜

❛ Everything is wrong here. Shattered. Broken. ❜

❛ I am surrounded by walls. I just replace one box for another. ❜

❛ What we imagine is often worse than the truth. ❜

❛ Oh, don’t worry, we’re all mad here. ❜

❛ I know I look different. But I’m just a person, like you. ❜

❛ I definitely think I’ve fallen into the rabbit hole. ❜

❛ I don’t like dreams. Sleep is too much like dying. ❜

❛ They are dreams, but I’m too out of control, I lose myself in them, and I’ve already lost too much to let them take over. ❜

[givcroflife]

モスラの歌 カバー Song for MOTHRA Cover【リツカ Ritsuka】

[rcdanfire]

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[givcroflife]

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“Well, hey, it’s not my fault you weren’t there to witness the time I kicked his ass,” Danny scoffed, lifting his hand up in a gesture of almost disbelief that she was even questioning this. Perhaps he was just a little too hyped up on Coca Cola right now. “I’m not even all that surprised he didn’t tell you about this. It was a few years back, yeah. He’s probably embarrassed about it and I wouldn’t usually call him out, but I think I deserve some credit here.”

     “Oh, I see. It must have been another volcano dwelling kaiju who spent weeks moping after losing to Godzilla all those years ago. I understand now.” Despite her earlier tone, she has to fight a smile. Luckily for Danny, Godzilla wasn’t here to argue this point, otherwise, he would be far less amused, and Mothra would inevitably need to step in. Danny isn’t wrong about Godzilla being a sore loser– She knows it quite well, in fact. Mothra promised him she wouldn’t tell anyone about the time she decimated him while in larval form, and how he hid at the bottom of the ocean for months afterwards. Godzilla claims he was healing from not just that battle, but two battles, which is why she beat him so easily– but she knows better. 

     As much as she secretly wishes to goad Danny on, to hear what story he spins about their great battle, she instead reminds Danny, “I would advise you to be cautious saying this in front of our kind– our king might receive word of it, and consider your words a challenge.” Better to incite harmony than sow discord, as always, even if Rodan is fun to bait, at times. 

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Hotel del Luna (Korean tv series, 2019)

[givcroflife]

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“You know, there’s other ways to communicate now that you’re semi-human, right?” Rick asked, lifting the cup once again to take another sip. Honestly, he was going to need about five more cups of this to get through this conversation. He hardly had a say in what Monarch did so he almost thought about urging her to take her lecture to the big boys and girls of the company, but eh, at least it was an honor to be given attention from the Queen of the Monsters. “Look, I’ll be honest with you, it wasn’t the most well thought out idea we’ve ever had, but the government would have exterminated you if we hadn’t taken action. Does that not count for at least something?”

      “It’s not the same. I did not require some– device to contact the one you call Godzilla before. Can you say the same about your family, your friends?” In this form, she feels so disconnected from everything, even with all this technology, and it makes her feel so utterly alone in this world. She can still hear the broken heart of this earth thrumming beneath her feet, but can’t save her, being in this state.

      However, the human has a point. The humans in Monarch meant well– to protect her now as she has protected them for eons upon eons. The Chen sisters explained everything through their telepathic link before she was put into this body. However, as agreeable as Mothra herself may be, containing the rest of the daikaiju is akin to trying to contain a wildfire or stopping a tsunami; this plan is doomed to failure, and if the humans don’t realize it, they’re more foolish than she previously thought.

      Mothra relents, letting her annoyance ebb away. “It does make a difference, in my eyes. You mean well, and I can forgive you that. But I can not say the other Titans will feel as I do. They will not be as forgiving. When they regain their own forms, I may not be able to stop them from seeking vengeance against all responsible. I myself can endure, but release the rest before it’s too late; they were not meant to suffer in this way.”