I am not Tumblr proficient so this is my first time trying to do this kind of thing, but I have several things coming up that I have planned for this story so I realized I think I really wanted to make and pin a post that will have links to all my floating Come Home Safe Extras. (plus easy to find for anyone that finds and follows me later and wants to read all of it)
About Me
My name is Kat, 32 years old, She/Her.
My physical Condition: I have a chronic illness called Hypermobile Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome where all the connective tissue in my body is defective and has an elastic consistency instead of strong and supportive. Lots and lots of things go wrong with my body because of the defect.
My Hobbies: So for that reason, I spend 90% if not all of my time in a specialized zero-gravity chair writing (mostly fanfiction but I have in progress original works, too)
Commissions: I have some major changes happening in my life and I'd love to try doing some? Art / Writing requests both are accepted. I have never done one before so please be very patient and clear with your request! I get easily mixed up!
Chat / Conversation: This might be a bit pathetic but truth be told, I really am always looking for new friends (I am currently going through some hardships in life)! Please reach out any time in messages to start a conversation with me! I'm very passive and love engaging conversation!
Writer and lover of all things anime / video game
Come Home Safe AO3 Link
Chapters: 71/120+
Fandom: 怪獣8号 | Kaiju No. 8 (Manga), 怪獣8号 | Kaiju No. 8 (Anime)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death
Relationships: Hoshina Soushirou/Original Female Character(s)
Characters: Ashiro Mina (Kaiju No. 8), Hoshina Soushirou, Hibino Kafka, Shinomiya Kikoru, Furuhashi Iharu, Ichikawa Reno, Izumo Haruichi, Kaguragi Aoi, Okonogi Konomi, Narumi Gen
Summary:
For Most people, Kaiju are their greatest fear. But for others, there's a fear that far surpasses that. A fear of daily life. Estella Nakao was an underdog just when it comes to surviving, barely stumbling through life.
Until hope shows up in a very unexpected way.
But who knows what a little hope will actually cost.
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Since this fic is so long, I do not want anyone to be caught off guard on the direction this story goes so here's a spoiler-free high level story expectation:
There are so many overlapping elements between the kaiju No. 8 game and themes from my CHS fanfic that it actually has started to bother me a little bit.
Originally, I had JUST revealed Stella's main weapon being a shield (which I had also bene planning for a long time) right before the game came out, revealing Sagan's weapon being a shield as well. Then they gave her the red and black theme for her suit (just like Stella, UGH) and there's even a third piece that I'd been working on but can't reveal yet.
UGH.
And now this stuff with Suited comes out RIGHT AFTER I just had a very similar reveal in my story.
I'm not actually mad about it because it just makes me feel that I'm really in touch with the unexplored elements of the game but FFS the way they keep lining up bothers me a touch.
There's a piece that I've been planning for a while that definitely now feels like I'm copying the game so I'm not sure how I'm gonna deal with it / address it / whatever.
Rant Over. I just had to get it off my chest once.
I can't say it enough that a for-profit business should not be a part of healthcare. At all. Ever. In ANY capacity. Our misery and suffering is not something for these billionaire ceos to profit off of.
Wild concept? I also dont care if people abuse the system to get some extra medicine or improve their lives. Take the loss. Wealthy people can afford it.
I know the timing is terrible, but I've decided at this point that I'm going to put a 3-4 week pause on posting Come Home Safe until I get through this move. I am exhausted and hurting beyond belief but we are not quite to the finish line yet.
I am summoning the tenacity of my girl Stella to keep pushing even though I just want to nap for days.
I know there is a cliff-hanger I'm leavin' y'all on, but trust me if I posted the next chapter and did this, you'd hate me more.
Imagine your F/O being in an important meeting with their team and while others start chatting, your F/O starts doodling very silly and cute chibi drawings of you (and depending on their skill, maybe very bad doodles too loll) all over a napkin or a piece of paper, until their Second in Command finally notices what they're doing, and snaps at them to focus on business and rags them a bit in front of everyone for being such a sucker for you - their beloved partner.
Honestly, besides their right hand person scolding your F/O for being distracted, everyone else just thinks it's so sweet how much your F/O is in love♡
The Undergraw Platoon pulls out all the stops and gives everything they have to stopping this new Kaiju with a seemingly impenetrable defense.
But what happens when nothing works and they have nothing left to give?
Chapter Preview
Estella was yanked halfway off the bike when her shield cracked at the edges but still gave way when the force of repulsion disappeared. Seeing her starting to fall from the bike, Domino used a couple cables to catch her. She was using her left hand to grab the back of Cece’s uniform and hold herself up.
Her right arm...! She couldn’t raise it...!
Biting back the pain, Estella’s panicked gaze flipped between the shield dragging the ground again, and the monster charging up for a shot.
Cece glanced back over her shoulder, seeing the very critical problem but if she let go of the handles at this speed and with the debris under their tires, they would certainly wreck. And Domino was already holding her body, half fallen from the side of the bike, from hitting the ground.
Estella had to get the shield up herself. But Cece could still use her song to boost her the best she could. Her focus changed once again and instead of being entirely on Domino, it was on Estella.
"Somebody woke the killer within!
This is the sickest that I've ever been!
There's no other option, I'm gonna win!
And I"m gonna do it again and again!"
The world slowed to a crawl, the three friends wide open and vulnerable atop the bike while the kaiju looked upon them with that big red lens, beam nearly at full charge and ready to fire.
Akira shouted into the silence, “They’re wide open for that attack!”
"Done it before, you better believe,
There'll never be one greater than me!"
Narumi screamed, “Get out of there!”
Hasegawa argued, “There’s no way to intercept it’s line of vision...! They’re sitting ducks!”
The bike still hurtled directly towards the monster.
"This is the legacy I'm gonna leave,
All for the glory so gloriously!"
This time Iharu shouted, “Change course or something! You idiots!”
"Cause your time is borrowed, a tough pill to swallow...!"
Akari couldn’t open her eyes, covering her face with her hands and Hakua shifted intentionally so she couldn’t see the screen.
And still Hoshina couldn’t take this eyes off it, seeing nothing but the color red.
"We'll rise, so follow, or you'll fall tomorrow...!"
As they, on the bike, felt the heat of the laser charging up, Estella continued desperately trying to lift her shield up, gun trembling in her hand with the effort to hold on.
"This can't go on any longer, I'm becoming a monster...!"
Nothing was working how it was supposed to. From her collarbone to the tips of her fingers, her arm felt like jello. Muscles moved and flexed but her arm wasn’t cooperating. If she didn’t hurry, nothing was going to matter anymore.
"This fire inside me is stronger...!"
I can’t break it... I won’t break my promise...
I won’t let this fucking kaiju... get in my way...!
Estella screamed in pure, agonized frustration.
"We will divide it and conquer!"
Fuck this shitty, worthless body! You're not ruining my life anymore!