Im Tryna Take More Gaps Between Releasing Chapters For Ghidorahs Voice Since Its Nearing The End And

gv.. describe it in one meme and one meme only.

well.. after much consideration between the ‘now im sitting here going half crazy’ vid, lots of trisha paytas and wendy williams clips, i have finally settled on this dead ish meme

the one on the left being ghidorah while the one on the right being ren, i’d say i would animate this but im so slow w drawing one piece i think i’d take a century to finisb an animation

ao3 workskins are my KRYPTONITE. i found and bookmarked a bunch of cute workskins but they’re legitimately so frustrating so i guess im not adding them LMAO. if anyones good w workskins pls im so lost

It’s me revolutionary4 I got automatically signed out of my Tumblr account. Fucking suck but hey sometimes life’s a bitch and you keep going so I’m not gonna let that stop me

do you plan on doing more request because the dialogue drafts I’ve been pitching are absolutely amazing

unfortunately not, i dont wanna burn myself out from godzilla stuff

what would happen if pim and charlie from smiling friends were hired to make ren smile again

pim and charlie would only be needed in the days leading up to chapter 17 because after that ren is living his best life.. even at the cost of the rest of the world 💀

The Haneda Airport’s terminal buzzed with the serene sound of announcements and the clatter of luggage wheels every now and again. The cherry blossom air fresheners did little to hide the dead scent of jet fuel and stress.

The lilac, energetic, bright-eyed creature bounced on his heels while waving around a tourist pamphlet covered in cartoon Mount Fujis. “Charlie, Charlie, did you know you can rent a café where you just cry with strangers? Japan’s amazing! They even have toilets that sig to you!” Pim exclaimed, however, Charlie was nowhere nearly as impressed. “Yeah, yeah, great. Don’t forget this country also bayoneted pregnant women in Nanking. Try not to fall in love with the scenery too fast..” Charlie grumbled, “Oof, Charlie, you’re really good at killing in the mood. That was almost one hundred years ago.” Pim muttered, “Yeah, well, trauma’s hereditary. So, buckle up, bud.” Charlie deadpanned as a sleek, black car waited on the curbside. High-rise towers glinted in the sun, though none as cold and isolated as the one they were approaching.

A woman— Mira Yamane stood chic and composed, but clearly desperate outside with a tablet, her hair was pinned back in a way that implied she hadn’t slept in days. “You’re the Smiling Friends, right?” Mira affirmed with a raised brow, “That’s us! You want us to help your husband smile? That’s what we do best!” Pim confirmed with a beam, “We also clean up crime scenes, once.. But yeah, smiling.” Charlie cut in, Mira’s eyebrows straightened up while her lips pursed into a thin line, gaze narrowing if anything. “Just.. Do what you can, Ren hasn’t smiled since he tore a Skullcrawler in two.” Mira urged, Pim and Charlie followed her inside the building where their client, Ren Serizawa sat at a table in the dead center of a brutalist room. Everything was made up of cold steel, concrete, and black curtains. Unusually enough, a flatscreen of Monster Zero tearing through Antarctica.

One odd thing to note about Ren was he wore sunglasses indoors, though the pair quickly learned it was not out of an odd fashion choice, but necessity. A dull, hopeless hum followed him like a storm cloud hanging over his head, he was clad in a designer trench coat, whatever was left of his right eye hidden beneath a matte black eyepatch, cigarette burns staining the table. “You’re the clowns she hired?” Ren alleged, turning to meet their gazes. “We’re more like emotional hitmen, she wants us to shoot you full of serotonin or whatever.” Charlie corrected, Ren stared blankly for a moment. “I’ve been electrocuted, shrapnel drilled into my right eyeball, and sued by the Chinese government.” Ren trailed off, listing it off with his fingers. “Not now.” Ren suddenly added, talking to seemingly himself. “Uh, you good?” Charlie dared to ask, exchanging a glance with Pim. “Peachy. Let’s go, I have a meeting with Shindo.” Ren grumbled, he didn’t seem keen on bringing them along but probably figured he could get a refund since he was in no position to lose money with the pending terrorist charges.

Shindo’s law firm was a shrine dedicated solely to ego, wealth, and influence. The walls were adorned with polished mahogany bookshelves, each shelf meticulously arranged with legal tomes and decorative artifacts meant to impress, a framed photo of Shindo shaking hands with a panicking Prime Minister during the Mass Awakening hung like a self-congratulatory obituary. “I personally oversaw the evacuation of the previous Prime Minister’s twin daughters while Yamata No Orochi chased a cruise ship, people call me a national treasure.” Shindo boosted, “Wow! That’s so heroic!” Pim raved, however, Charlie noticed something over Ren’s shoulder and looked nothing short of disturbed. “You know there’s three dragon heads behind Ren, right? Like, whispering stuff? Does nobody else see that?” Charlie pondered, Shindo froze, a rare moment of silence radiating from the egoist. “What..?” Shindo muttered, Pim looked over Ren’s shoulder, making eye contact with the leftmost head. “They’re like.. Kind of shadowy and floaty. They kind of sound like the drag queen from Powerpuff Girls.” Pim noted, “Yeah, and one of ‘em told me I smell like fear. Kinda rude.” Charlie flatly cut in, Shindo squinted at them, then directed his gaze toward Ren, who managed to look just as clueless as Shindo despite knowing good and well.

Rain streaked across the windshield like falling veins, Pim sat shotgun, pressing his face to the window like a kid in a candy store, Charlie lounged in the back beside Ren. “Charlie, did you know the Tokyo Tower was inspired by the Eiffel Tower?” Pim asked, “Your friend is very educated.” Ren deadpanned, the phrase: ‘They are insects, let us feast.’ slipping out of his tongue in a voice that wasn’t his own, Charlie’s eyes widened— almost comically if it weren’t for the situation. “Okay, what the hell was that? Did.. Did your mouth just talk but like, not you?” Charlie pondered, desperately glancing at Pim for help. “That’s.. Normal for me now.” Ren assured.

Once they arrived at Ren’s residence— a modern Japanese home only nepo-babies like himself could afford, surprisingly— Ren had invited them to crowd around a tablet, Dr. Vivienne Graham was onscreen, running for her life, screaming as Ghidorah chomped her into a blur of viscera and broken bones. “She deserved it, you know? Always clinging to my father just because her father died before she was born. She got the pats on the back, the phone calls, I got a ‘she would understand’ after my own mother died.” Ren ranted, the shadows behind him twitching with glee as if they were capitalizing on his anger. “To this day, I don’t know what she had that I didn’t, whatever my father saw in her— he didn’t see in me. I’m sure you all don’t want to hear about the cliche story of the father who forgot about his son,” Ren trailed off, eyes glued to the video like an elderly woman with AI-generated Facebook memes. “Hey, Charlie, He’s doing that anime villain monologue thing!” Pim pointed out, “Yeah, about any second now he’s gonna yell about ‘a world purified by chaos’ or something like that.” Charlie grumbled, Ren cut them off with an actual bark of a laugh. “Oh god.. You’re.. You’re both morons.” Ren muttered, following shared silence between Pim and Charlie. “Wait.. Did he just?” Pim alleged, glancing at Charlie to ensure whatever was floating over Ren didn’t latch onto them as well. “Mission accomplished, I guess?” Charlie mumbled, “I haven’t in.. I don’t even know how long, not since I tore into Skullcrawler number ten, before Mira started buying sage to exorcise me with.” Ren trailed off, and in that moment, he leaned back, head against the wall with the shadows of three dragon heads accelerated against the wall, eye closed beneath his sunglasses.. A smile— crooked and bitter, but genuine spread across his lips.

I need Nam-Gyu to absolutely obliterate Myung-Gi in season 3 and then hit this pose after

mmm i kinda wanna write a thangyu outbreak au

gonna take a week off from ghidorahs voice since i wanna give the fic time to grow while its ongoing and my birthdays tm

hiiii hihihi

lots of questions for u!

what would you say Ren's favorite food is?

what did mira do during hs years?

could there ever be a mira fic / sort of like an MJ line?

what music does ren like?

what are some separate fics you would like to write about? (for characters part of the gv continuity?)

what's next after gv?

do you ever plan on adding some Pacific Rim tech to gv? (the writer expressed he wanted to see his machines go against kaijus in mv)

could we ever see ghidorah's world as a chapter?

have you thought of making a prequel fic?

what did ishiro think of Mira?

what characters do you plan on continuing the stories of before the fic ends?

i love all these questions soo lets get it !!

1. i dont rlly have a good relationship w food irl and i dont like writing eating scenes idk its weird its one of the few things i wont write w a ten foot pole, i’d prolly say smth expensive cus of his boujee ass 💀

2. she was chronically online enough to introduce ren to chris chan, she made jewelry, did her peers makeup, did her peers piercings even if she wasn’t qualified.. that kind of stuff

3. since she’s not a canon character probably not, chapter 27 is centered around her tho

4. i havent thought of this one either but i’d imagine a lot of the early 00s-10s japanese hits

5. def a 5-10 chapter fic around how maia managed to survive in the hollow earth for 3-ish years, a nathan centric fic.. pretty much any characters i think could’ve been done better in their film appearances i’d like to write abt lmao

6. i’ll see if the godzilla fixation has faded after i’m done w gv but i would like to dabble into the world of body horror w my next fic

7. not in the canon ghidorahs voice continuity no, i havent seen pacific rim but i’d be down to co write stuff outside the main gv continuity

8. we saw some of ghidorahs world when i first provided some backstory for monster x, i wanna leave that vague and avoid touching it incase ghidorahs backstory gets more context since i dont wanna do any messy retcons

9. yes i have!! one prequel fic i wanna do is go into detail abt why gordon knows sm ab titans and what not

10. i assume he liked her okay, they did keep in touch even if ren refused to talk to ishiro until he talked to him first (which we all know didnt happen)

11. def maia, nathan, possibly ilene chen

CH 36 IS OUT!!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/62545903/chapters/166953031

im almost done with chapter 36, i have no idea if ill get it out tonight or tomorrow morning because its a lengthy one but regardless stay tuned :)

since i based san off agatha i imagine everytime hes in rens body he drastically drags his trenchcoat LMAO