Headcanon Time!! I Hc Whenever Mechanized Titans (mechagodzilla, Mechani Kong, Kiryu, Jet Jaguar, Etc)

hiiiii i know i said i wanted to write a thangyu outbreak au but i noticed that concept had already been done so instead i wrote an au where nam-gyu is the embodiment of death ! give it a readd

https://archiveofourown.org/works/63380905/chapters/162385135

just read chapter 33 and it’s already amazing the fact that Godzilla doesn’t stay down, it’s perfect also have a dialogue commission if you have the time it’s also a sequel to the last one so here we go

Victor sit’s in a bar trying to process what happened days ago the way he saw Madison all bruised up the tears sliding down her eyes the blood on her clothes it wasn’t hers. It belonged to someone else maybe someone she knew the guilt was eating him up

before he could pay the bartender an army of G team soldiers bust their way into the bar causing everyone to panic Sergeant Barnes orders everyone to leave including the bartender Victor tries to do the same but they aim their guns at him it leads to realize it might be about the girl because why else would they be after him

Mark Russel and Ilene Chen enter the bar while Mark glare is at Victor with rage before sitting down asking Victor, where they took Madison

Victor explain’s that Hayworth kept him out of the dark about Madison only telling him it was supposed to be a simple job also recalling how there were bigger forces at play

Mark decides to calm down after hearing victor’s story and decides to show him something on his phone a voicemail from a terrifiedMadison explaining to her father on how the senators and governments were working with Alan Jonah to take down Godzilla and Weaponize Ghidorah

As the voicemail goes on Madison becomes hysterical explaining how they kill Josh and cold blood, but before she could say anything else so barge in and kidnapping her gunshots and Madison’s screams can be heard before cutting off with Victor saying this

Victor: Jesus….and I thought your wife was worse

Mark: welcome to the club

Mark confirms that they also captured Hayworth and are currently interrogating him for any more information the only thing he said was Las Vegas Mark theorize as it could be where they’re keeping Madison

before the conversation continues Sam Coleman calls from the Argo in a panic explaining that Rodan seems to be making his way towards the city they are at leaving mark confused on what he could be looking for

Mark Victor and Chen alongside G team race outside to see Rodan piercing himself on top of a building roaring like a demon out of hell seemingly angry whatever it is, it’s pissing him off

Mark Victor Chen and G team both board the Osprey and begin flying to the Argo while Rodan begin tearing the city apart including the bar, they were just in

here we goo !

The whiskey burned on the way down, but Victor could barely taste it. He sat hunched in the bar, forehead resting against his knuckles even if he was nothing but restless. He did his best to drown out the unwanted memories bubbling their way to the surface. However, try as he might, he couldn’t possibly shake away the image of Madison— the tears streaking down her face weren’t for herself, they were for whoever’s blood had soaked into her clothes.. Judging by the shaken-up look etched in her gaze Vic knew all too well, he could only assume it was someone she knew who hadn’t made it. “Goddamn it.” Victor hissed under his breath, rubbing his temple.

The guilt sat heavily in his chest, pressing against his ribs like a weight he couldn’t shake. He had known long before Hayworth contacted him: he wasn’t a saint, but he’d never imagined he’d stoop as low as to being a human trafficker— intentional or not. Before he could toss some cash on the counter, the bar door exploded open with heavy force.

An army of G-Team soldiers stormed in, weapons raised, the metallic clicks of safeties being switched off sent a chill down Victor’s spine. As easily as he could be blindsided, Vic wasn’t stupid— based on the way the patrons scattered, barstools toppling as people rushed for the exits. He knew they were here for him. “Out, now.” Sergeant Barnes demanded to the likes of a bartender who had already begun backing away, not in the mood to be on Hayworth’s bad side by potentially blowing their operations, Victor moved to follow.

Unfortunately, they were steps ahead of him. Before Victor could reach the exit, one of the personnel pointed a rifle to his chest. Vic’s heart sank to his feet, watching as the soldiers parted and Mark Russell entered with the kind of fury in his eyes one would only experience upon finding out their child was in danger. Ilene Chen followed closely behind, her gaze was a practiced stoicism, but Victor could tell she was sizing him up. Mark didn’t sit right away, he just stood there, glaring.

“Where is my daughter?” Mark demanded, Victor exhaled through his nose, dragging an ashamed hand across his equally ashamed face. “Look, I didn’t know what the job was.. Hay— Harrison kept me in the dark, he said it was a simple delivery, I only found out when I opened the van.” Victor pleaded, avoiding saying Hayworth’s name because he knew Mark had mercy, Hayworth did not and would have him killed for the slightest slip-up. Admittedly, Vic gulped as he watched Mark’s hands curl into fists on the table with white knuckles, but he didn’t interrupt, showing he was at least willing to hear Victor out. “I tried to pull out, but he said there were.. Bigger forces at play. That’s all I know.” Victor admitted, it was a half true, okay, maybe a three-quarters true since he still hadn’t said Hayworth’s real name, but in his defense, he heard through the grapevine Hayworth was simply an alias he used while working under Simmons. Mark’s nostrils flared as he weighed out the credibility of Victor’s words, then, slowly, he pulled his phone from his pocket and slid it across the table. Victor hesitated before picking it up, glancing at Mark before pressing play.

A voicemail from Madison Russell crackled through the speaker, her voice was shaky, rushed, and well? Understandably terrified.

“Dad, listen to me— Jonah’s not working alone. The government— senators— they’re in on it. They want Godzilla gone. And Ghidorah— holy shit, Dad, they want to weaponize him—"

Victor felt the blood drain from his face, but the recording had no care for his comfort, continuing with Madison’s voice growing more desperate.

“They killed Josh. Cold blood. Just— just gunned him down like it was nothing—” From over the phone, Victor could hear Madison’s breath hitch, followed by a door bursting open, heavy boots, gunshots, Madison’s screams, and then nothing at all.

Victor slowly lowered the phone, swallowing a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding. “Jesus.. And I thought your wife was bad..” Victor trailed off, “Welcome to the club.” Mark bitterly huffed, shaking his head. He went on to rub a hand down his face, Vic guessed he was trying to suppress the growing rage bubbling beneath the surface. “We got Hayworth, so don’t push your luck. He’s not talking much, but the one thing he did say? Las Vegas.” Mark stated, “Vegas? You think they’re keeping her there?” Victor pondered, it wouldn’t be too much of a stretch— Vegaa was a tourist city, and like every tourist city, it had a large underbelly of crime that would be easy to slip a kidnapped human through.

Before Mark could answer, his phone buzzed violently. He snatched it up, pressing it to his ear, fortuneately or unfortunately, Vic could make out the conversation fairly well due to the person on the other end yelling.

“Mark? We’ve got a problem, a big one.” The voice on the other end began. “Sam, now’s not the time—” Mark tried to put simply, “Yeah, well, Rodan doesn’t seem to give a shit about your schedule.” Another voice cut in, “Shut up, Rick.” Ilene snapped, confirming the other voice as Rick Stanton. “What?” Mark muttered, “He’s inbound. Headed straight for the city.” The first voice exclaimed, Mark exchanged a look with Ilene, then pushed away from the table.

Victor thought he was off the hook only for the building to tremble, sending his stomach into a twist as a large, prehistoric shadow loomed over the bar, blocking out streetlights.

A guttural, ear-splitting roar tore through the air, like that of a demon shrieking from the depths of hell itself.

Outside the shattered window and the first Titan Victor had the misfortune of seeing up close— Rodan, perched atop a nearby building, wings half-spread, firelight gleaming against his volcanic hide. His eyes burned with fury, his beak snapping open in another deafening screech.

Without warning, The Fire Demon dove, sending the bar into chaos as glass shattered, debris rained from above, people screamed in terror as the building began to collapse, flames licking hungrily at its edges.

Mark grabbed Victor by the collar, dragging him toward the exit. “Move, now!” Mark exclaimed, G-team soldiers were already outside, scrambling into Ospreys. Mark, Ilene, and an unwilling Victor rushed aboard, the aircraft lifting off as Rodan smashed into the street, sending a shockwave through the city.

As they ascended, Victor stole one last look at the wreckage below. Gone was the bar, and in its place was Rodan at the center of it all, his wings flaring as he let out another furious shriek.

I had this really crazy idea about GVK years after watching KOTM in theaters my brother told me this years ago before any trailers of GVK came out

He predicted years ago that Madison was gonna be the main villain of GVK and team up with someone like Walter to help her get rid of Godzilla with Kong & MechaGodzilla as a back up plan in case Kong lost against Godzilla but he soon goes rogue similar to the actual film leaving Madison horrified thinking she pulled the same stunt. Her mother did years ago, only with a giant statistic killing robot turning herself in to the police

I almost believed him since Maddie did lose her mother and brother due to Godzilla’s interference in 2014 & KOTM it would be interesting to see Mark defend Godzilla while his daughter utterly despises him holding him responsible for Emma’s horrific actions against Humanity

What do you think your thoughts would’ve been if this happened in the actual GVK and how would it affect Mark and Maddie’s relationship?

i think madison was better off as a one time character in KOTM just as the brodys were in 2014 and the returning characters could’ve been stanton, chen, and coleman, gvk already had 3 human villains and maia was the only one who posed a threat since all walter and ren did was manipulate nathan, disappear for the entire second act, and then not even bat an eye when the facility was snuck into. i think a villain madison would’ve been interesting since shes a teenager and teenagers get angry over small things that ultimately don’t matter in 5 years, but maybe for another film

i finally got around to watching monarch ill see if i can fit them into ghidorahs voice

my passion project turns 1 month old tomorrow

sooo heres some more not nessacairly organized notes for the ghidorahs voice universe!!

- (pre gvk) mira used to leave sticky notes with sweet msgs in rens lab since their hours were different, he pretended to find it annoying but kept them everytime 😭

- its not a fic of mine if there arent lgbtq characters soo.. ghidorah as a whole is aroace, he’s too evil to feel love and would only be with someone if he had something to gain from it, ren/x is demiromantic (meaning he rarely feels romantic attraction, and when he does, its because the relationship started as a friendship), maia is omnisexual with a female lean, rodan and gigan are gay, ill go on to edit this laterr

- ghidorah recognizes they hit a jackpot with ren, its not everyday someone with bordering genius intellect hellbent on revenge on your ancient rival who you also despite willingly dawns a helmet establishing a connection with your brains. ghidorah felt a lot of glee when their unwilling puppet turned out to be probably the most capable person of building them a new body in addition to hating the same lizard they do, meaning they could capitalize on his hatred and bring him closer to them out of desperation.

- in all actuality, ren/x didn’t escape the courtroom in chapter 8, he was hauled off to a jail under monarchs supervision without any problems, fleeing the courtroom, going to bernie for help, and being cornered by a demonic manifestation of himself in 2024 was all a hallucination induced by ghidorah. the demonic manifestation saying ‘we’ve been waiting for you for such a long time’ represents how ghidorah was trapped with ren in the three year coma, waiting for him to claw his way out. 2024 ren as a whole represents the last time ren serizawa was alone in his own head, the neurolink helmet showcasing how he welcomed ghidorah with open arms, intentionally or not, ghidorah is inside him now.

- since i took inspiration from princess burn from wings of fire when expanding upon ni’s personality, he has an odd fasinication with all things dead and instincts on keeping sans several severed heads, which creeps the hell out of san, but ni considers it the only leverage against san since san makes it his mission to piss ni off and get him off task.

- when creating sans personality, one of the points i made was to NOT downplay the fact he willingly attempted to destroy the world. i feel when writers baby san, it takes away from the fact ghidorah represents satan in a lot of ways and this is godzillas greatest rival we’re talking about, im not gonna tell others how to write san since its fiction and at the end of the day its not a huge deal, but sans main inspiration is agatha harkness— he thrives on deception, putting on a charismatic front that ichi and ni lack to make himself seem almost likeable, but it pisses him off royally when others dub him the nice head as it makes him feel inferior to ichi and ni.

- ichi is well aware ni wants to usurp him and often eggs ni on just to see if he’d ever grow the balls to try, on the topic of ichi, he is the mastermind behind ghidorahs schemes and personally gave san the task to run mechagodzilla as a means to ‘redeem himself’ since ichi wanted someone to blame for their loss (his ego cant COMPREHEND the idea it was his own fault, however he also learned from his mistakes and knows to take out humanity before facing godzilla) but at the end of the day, ichi knew mechagodzilla would fail and it was more of an intimidation display than anything else, sort of to let godzilla know ‘hey, you didnt kill us and you wont, the devil doesnt die’

- i’ve seen a lot of people headcanon ren had a rebellious phase in his youth and i wanna say that does NOT apply to my take on ren, yall, piloting mechagodzilla and becoming anti-titan IS his rebellion against ishiro 😭 schools in japan are strict and dont even allow students to get piercings to put that into perspective, my take on ren spent his school years coloring in the lines and being rather reserved, isolating himself and channeling his time into expanding his engineering skills to impress ishiro, the most rebellious thing he ever did was take out his frustrations from being bullied FOR BEING ishiros son at school into becoming an internet troll, which in the late 2000s was just for chronically online teenagers. while on the topic of rens high school years, i imagine he ran his schools robotics team like the navy 💀

- in the gvk artbook, we see ren wearing a lot of black was intentional and meant to convey the mystery of his character

with that being said, i carried gvks fashion storytelling into ghidorahs voice, i imagine as ghidorah continued to corrupt ren and strip him of any options or ways out, his attire progressively gains more gold accents such as gold jewerly, black w/ gold, and by the time he declared himself X, i imagine his attire looked a lot like the original controller X in final wars, but instead of the blue and black we see, its gold and black.

- the idea of the public turning its back on ren before court trials even began sort of parallels the fandoms opinion on him without even reading the novel 💀 they literally HATE him because they cant stand the idea that ishiro was a shit dad and js shitty to ren overall, imagine in addition to ur dad dying for a random monster, he adopted some random british girl long before that and you hear people going ‘theres no serizawa without graham haha!’ yeah there’s rlly no wonder he became a villain LMAO

- in some ways, ishiro is the overaching antagonist of ghidorahs voice since this is ren/X’s story i’m telling, its mostly told through his perspective so his worldviews determine who the protagonists and antagonists are.

- anywayyy with that being said here are the playlists i made for some of the characters and their dynamics

and js as i refreshed its at 500 i literally cannot thank yall enough !

ghidorahs voice is so close to 500 hits its at 499 rn aaahhh im so grateful !!

this is rlly how it feels fighting the urge to start a new fic when i have 2 overdue for an update 💔

Some Godzilla!

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.

can whoever sent a question send it again i think i fucked it up LMAO