Figured I should write a Mothzilla story since some of you are craving more. Also, I used MonsterVerse Style because it's interesting for me, so here you go!
WARNING!!!
There will be a bit spicy connotations!!!
The night is still young on a lush island where the giant Divine Moth lies nestled in a bed of soft, glowing moss and leaves beneath a streaming waterfall. The air in the chamber is moist and pure, scented with glowing flowers that bloom in thick vines surrounding the cavern like a mystical jungle. Mothra is sleeping, her wings folded protectively around her like a blanket. Despite the fact that insects don't have eyelids to shut, her blue eyes, dimmed in the dark, emit only a faint blue glow. The Queen's breath comes in shallow, uneven gasps.
She had a nightmare.
~Mothra's Nightmare~
In her dream, she was in Godzilla's arms, his massive frame surrounding her, she could feel his warmth enveloping her. She felt a strange, tingling sensation, a mixture of fear and excitement, as his powerful hands traced the curves of her body, enticing her with his scent.
Godzilla looked at her with a mixture of love and possessiveness. His orange eyes, usually filled with warmth and affection, held a glint of something darker and primal, something that sent shivers down her spine.
"Mothra," he whispered, "you are so beautiful, so powerful, so…perfect."
He leaned in, his massive jaw brushing against her fur and onto a sensitive spot on her body, his breath hot on her skin. The Queen giggled at the ticklish sensation.
However, things got crumbled away...
"I want to make love to you. I want you to have a thousand babies with me, Mothra. A thousand little Godzillas and Mothras, to carry on our legacy, to rule the world together."
Panic surged through the Queen's heart. A thousand babies? The thought was overwhelming and terrifying. She was a Divine Moth, a Protector, and a Giver of Life, not a breeding toy!
"Godzilla, no," Mothra trembled in fear. "This isn't right. We can't have a thousand babies."
He ignored her pleas, his eyes burning with a primal lust. He pulled her closer, his hands moving with a terrifying intensity. Brushing against her fur, he nipped it hard, causing the Divine Moth to moan softly. It was addicting, she could feel it. He draw her blood from the neck, licking it hungrily, and drew away, a large bite mark was left on her sensitive spot.
"Don't worry, Mothra," he whispered, his voice laced with a sinister undertone. "We'll have time for a thousand babies. And all the time in the world."
Mothra felt a cold dread creep into her heart. She struggled to break free, but Godzilla's grip was too strong, he brought her closer through his body. Mothra was powerless against his will. He was her King, and she was his Queen, a formidable being of immense power. Nothing could stop him.
Before she was about to say something for him, suddenly, she felt a sharp pain, a searing sensation that ripped through her body.
~End of Mothra's Nightmare~
Mothra gasped, her eyes snapping open, her heart pounding in her chest.
She was awake.
She was back in her chamber, the soft glow of the moss illuminating the space around her and the sound of a rushing waterfalls fell music to her nonexistent ears. She was safe.
She was alone.
Checking if there's any signs of marks left from her body, she sighed in relief.
"Okay...it's just a dream..." she said to herself.
But the memory of the nightmare lingered, a cold dread that chilled her to the thinnest fur. She had never imagined Godzilla, her beloved, her protector, could be so…so…possessive.
She shuddered, her wings fluttering nervously. The nightmare had been so real, vivid and terrifying. She had thought, is Godzilla evil?
"Godzilla," she whispered, "What have you done?"
The Queen tries to push the nightmare away and convincing herself that it was just a dream. But the fear, the dread, the cold, primal fear of a thousand babies, remained.
She knew that Godzilla was a good being, a loving and devoted husband. But the nightmare had awakened a primal fear within her, a fear that she had never known before.
Right now, she needed to sleep.
Tomorrow, she had to talk to her twin brother, Battra, to reassure herself, to understand what had happened. Battra is the only family she had left since they didn't know their mother.
She had to understand what was happening to her.
~*~
The next day, Mothra leaves her human tribe under her twin priestesses' supervision to watch them as she fly away to visit Battra from South where he settled with the humans whom he protected them and guarded under his eye. With Godzilla away for his usual check up to the Titans, this was her perfect opportunity to have a small talk to her twin brother after months of not seeing each other. She flew from the southern tropical regions where she sees humans on boats fishing on the seas, they are shocked to see the Queen of the Monsters arrived on their tribe where Battra was. Mothra landed gracefully on an open space large for her to fit near the village where the large temple was rested at the top of the hills. The humans bowed before her in respect, having already understand that after she and Godzilla sealed their romantic reunion (marriage), she was proclaimed as the King's beloved new Queen of the Monsters.
The crowd parted as a tall and slender young woman around 20s with long black hair, brown eyes and fair complexion, wearing a black top decorated in sea shells, a black skirt underneath its red clothing material with purple sash wrapped around her waist, and has an accessories which contains a sea shell anklet, a jade bracelet on her right wrist and a golden armband with a symbol of Battra from her left arm, a pair of jade earrings, a golden circlet decorated with purple flowers and pearls on her head, and a necklace that has a symbol of Battra hung on her neck.
Mothra already knew Zhan Yu. This priestess was saved by Battra from a raging storm when she is young, her parents drowned from the raging storm surge, her life almost cut out if it wasn't for Battra saving her before she was took in to his tribe where she grew and become the new priestess. It was great to see Mothra's twin brother having a companion who is a priestess and a human that his loneliness will be dispersed.
"Welcome, Mothra, the Queen of the Monsters," Zhan Yu greeted formally.
"As always, my dear," the Queen smiled, lowering her head for Zhan Yu to touch.
The priestess withdraws her hand. "To what brings you here in your brother's prescence?"
"I need to talk to him, this is...just something that I am bothering for..."
Understand what the Divine Moth meant, Zhan Yu nodded, then gestured to the people to continue their tasks, leaving the two alone as they make their way to the grand stone staircase to the open temple.
Zhan Yu briefly stops Mothra for a moment as she walked inside the temple. The Queen sighed in resignation. How would her brother react with this?
Inside of the temple, Battra was meditating alone when he felt a prescence of his priestess, plus his smile beamed when he saw his twin sister, Mothra.
Zhan Yu spoke to the Black Moth. "Pardon for the interruption, Battra, it seems Mothra wanted to speak with you alone." The woman looked back at the Divine Moth. "I'll leave you two to have your time."
"Thank you, Zhan Yu." Mothra says just as Zhan Yu walks awa to tend her people, leaving the two moths behind.
"Sister, what a pleasant surprise." Battra says, rushing towards Mothra, and they shared a warm embrace, happy to see her.
"Yeah, it is, Battra," she said.
Battra is caught offguard by her downward voice. If there's any problem, he'll do it for sure to make his sister safe and sound.
"What seems bothering you? Did you and Godzilla had a fight?"
Battra would definitely jump into conclusions to a "better" one if he saw his sister hurt.
"No, brother, it's just...I need to talk to you," she said, her voice soft but laced with a hint of urgency.
Battra's antennae twitching with concern. "Please, if there's anything you seemed troubling unto that situation, I'll help you, and by means helping you is that no violence, okay?"
Mothra hesitated, her wings fluttering nervously. Who would've thought if she lied to him, but this time, she'll gonna consult it to her brother in order to not having Godzilla break her up.
"I-I had a nightmare," she confessed.
Battra listened, gestured for her to sit down.
"What nightmare?" He asked.
Mothra took a deep breath. "It was about Godzilla." Her fear swell in her heart.
Battra's antennae twitched again. He knew that Mothra and Godzilla were deeply in love, but he also knew that their relationship was a complex one, filled with a mix of passion and power. Things get better because Battra accepts Godzilla as his soon-to-be brothr-in-law if he prove himself as worthy to lend Mothra in marriage.
"What happened? About your nightmare?" Battra asked gently.
The Divine Moth looked at her brother's eyes.
Mothra closed her eyes, trying to push back the images that still haunted her. "We were together, and he…he wanted to have a...a thousand babies with me."
Battra's antennae twitched in surprise.
"A thousand babies?" he echoed in disbelief. "That's…that's a lot of babies."
Yikes, he would never imagine himself babysitting a thousand babies of his sister and brother-in-law, he's dead for sure.
Mothra's eyes filled with tears. "I know," she said, her voice filled with a mixture of fear and confusion.
"I-It was terrifying! I felt trapped, overwhelmed. I don't know what to think...and then he-he forced me into it!"
Battra reached out and touched her wing gently. "Shh, it's okay. It was just a nightmare, Mothra," he said softly.
"It doesn't mean anything. Godzilla loves you, and he would never do anything to hurt you."
Mothra looked at him, her eyes searching for reassurance. "But what if it wasn't just a nightmare?" she asked. "What if he really wants a thousand babies? What if he wants to control me, to… to use me?"
"No, Mothra, you're letting your imagination run wild," he said, his voice firm but gentle. "Godzilla loves you. He respects you. He wouldn't dream of forcing you into anything. I dislike him sometimes because of his behavior, but I can assure you, he's like a friend of me even if loneliness is still hauling me down. Besides, Godzilla totally cares for you."
Eyes filled with doubt, the Divine Moth looked at him, "But what if he doesn't?" she asked
The Black Moth reached out and took her limbs. "Mothra," he said, his eyes were firm yet holds a reassurance and courage. "You are strong and powerful. You are the Queen of the Monsters. You took an oath to always be in his side. You are my sister. That nightmare you have today, is not real, okay?"
He looked at her, his eyes filled with a mixture of love and admiration. "If you ever feel uncomfortable, if you ever feel like Godzilla is pushing you too far, you have the right to say no. You have the right to stand up for yourself. You have the right to protect yourself."
He paused. "Plus, I think Godzilla does not force himself to do that. To be honest..."
Mothra looked at her twin brother, eyes filled with a newfound strength. She knew that Battra was right.
She took a deep breath, her wings finally settling. "Thank you, Battra," she said, her voice filled with gratitude. "I needed to hear that."
Battra smiled, he is happy to have a good advice with her. He knew that Mothra was strong, that she would be able to face whatever challenges came her way. And he knew that he would always be there for her, to support her, to protect her, to love her.
Mothra and Battra sat together, their wings brushing against each other, their friendship a beacon of hope in a world filled with uncertainty.
Mothra decided to settle in on her brother's tribe this night before she will leave tomorrow to tend her people, where there was a huge feast held as the humans sing and dance together. The Queen caught a certain eye on Zhan Yu, seemingly blushing at the sight of Battra. Mothra often wondered if the priestess of Battra expresses her deep connection to him. Whatever that is, there's still time left.
And so the rest of night fell bliss as Mothra and Battra both retired from their bed after the activities of the humans.
~*~
Mothra bid goodbye to Battra, while she promised herself to visit him anytime if she had to, as she flew away to the vast ocean towards the gleaming golden sunrise.
The salty spray of the ocean kissed Mothra's face as she soared above the waves, her wings beating a rhythm of grace.
In the distance, she spotted him – Godzilla, his dorsal plates slicing the blue sea, his massive form rising from the depths like a titan emerging from the underworld. A wave of fear washed over her, a primal dread that had been lurking in the shadows of her heart since the night before.
The nightmare replayed in her mind, vivid and terrifying. Godzilla, his eyes burning with an intensity that chilled her insides, had whispered about a thousand babies of their love making session. The image of his possessive gaze, the unsettling power in his touch, sent shivers down her wings.
Godzilla has sensed Mothra's aura as so he took from the direction to where the Divine Moth's heading at. As the King's massive form drew closer, Mothra felt a surge of panic. She couldn't face him, not now, not with the memory of that nightmare still fresh in her mind. With a desperate flap of her wings, she turned and fled, her powerful form cutting through the air with a speed that rivaled the wind.
Godzilla roared in confusion. He had seen her from afar, her graceful silhouette against the setting sun, and had been filled with a longing to see her, to feel her warmth against his skin. He hadn't expected her to flee.
"Mothra, come back!"
He surged forward, his massive form cutting through the water, a trail of foam and spray marking his path as the waves grew bulge due to his immense size. He caught up to her, his voice a low rumble that echoed across the ocean.
"Mothra, wait! What's wrong?"
Mothra slowed her flight, her wings trembling with a mixture of fear and exhaustion. Luckily, they were stopped on an island where no Titans disturbed their prescence. She couldn't keep running forever.
Godzilla drew closer to his Queen, sensing her trouble and fear, his eyes were a mixture of concern and care. He could see the fear in her eyes, the way her wings fluttered nervously. He felt a pang of guilt, a sense of unease that he couldn't explain.
"Mothra, what's going on? Why are you avoiding me?"
Mothra hesitated. Then she leapt unto Godzilla in a tight embrace, sobbing uncontrollably. He is shocked about this, but eventually soothes her.
"My love, it's okay, just tell me what happened."
The Divine Moth looked at him, his eyes were clearly calm and sincere, albeit wanted to know what in the world is happening to herself.
"I…I had a nightmare."
Godzilla, his brow furrowed with concern, leaned closer. "A nightmare? About what?"
Mothra took a deep breath, her eyes filled with a mixture of fear and shame.
"It was…It was about us," she confessed, her voice barely audible. "You…You wanted to have a thousand babies with me."
Godzilla's eyes widened in surprise. He had never thought of having so many children, not even in his wildest dreams. He loved Mothra, he adored her, but the idea of a thousand offspring seemed… overwhelming.
"Mothra, that was just a nightmare," he said softly and reassuring. "I would never want to force you into anything. We can talk about having children, but a thousand? That's…That's crazy! You know?"
The Queen felt her pang of guilt suddenly washed away. She is still trembling, then she looked at him, searching for sincerity in his eyes. "But what if…What if you really wanted that? What if…What if you don't respect my wishes?"
Godzilla reaches out and gently touched her wing, his heart filled with a surge of love and understanding.
"Mothra, I love you," he said, his voice filled with conviction.
"I respect you. I would never do anything to hurt you. We are partners, equals. We will make decisions together, about everything, including our future."
Mothra, her wings finally calming, looked at him, her eyes searching for truth in his gaze. She saw it there, in the depths of his orange gold eyes, a love that was pure and unwavering.
She sighed. "I'm sorry, Godzilla," she said, her voice filled with relief. "I… I was just scared."
The King smiled. "I understand, Mothra," he said, his voice filled with tenderness.
"I understand. That was only a nightmare, and it's not going to happen it. Our future still depends on where we find a paths to our life."
He leaned closer, his powerful form enveloping her. He could feel the warmth of her body against his, the gentle flutter of her wings against his chest. He knew that he would do anything to protect her, to cherish her, to make her happy. The Queen's fear subsided, gently replaced by love and warmth of her King.
"I love you, Mothra," he whispered, his voice filled with a love that was as vast and powerful as the ocean itself.
Mothra smiled a warm smile. She knew that she was safe, that she was loved, that she was home.
Those terrible nightmares are nothing but lies. Battra is right. Godzilla did love her and respect her despite their differences, all that matters is that they have each other together.
~*~
A Year Later
Mothra Astra, a tiny, wriggling larva, snuggled close to her mother, Mothra. The night sky, a vast canvas of twinkling stars, stretched above them.
"Mommy," she whispered, her voice a soft chirp, "I had a bad dream."
Mothra nuzzled her daughter in an attempt to soothe her.
"Oh, honey," she soothed, her voice a soft melody. "What was it about?"
Mothra Astra shuddered, her tiny body trembling. "I dreamt of a...a monster, it was looking at me and-and itwas chasing me, and I couldn't fly away. I suddenly fell from a black void, and I-I hear screams and cries for help. I cannot help myself."
The Queen's heart ached for her little one. She knew the feeling of fear, of being chased by something monstrous. She had faced many dangers in her life, but nothing compared to the fear of a nightmare.
"It's okay, sweetie," she told her, rubbing her daughter's forehead. "It was just a dream. It wasn't real."
The young larva snuggled closer, her tiny body seeking comfort.
"But it felt so real," she whispered. "I was so scared."
Mothra looked at her husband, Godzilla, who was standing nearby, his massive form casting a long shadow over them. He was a gentle giant, but he understood the power of nightmares. He had faced his own share of fearsome foes, both real and imagined.
"Godzilla," the Divine Moth said to him. "Can you help our baby girl to deal with her nightmares?"
The King nodded in sincerity, he adjusts his position, keeping his eye level to his daughter. The young larva looked at her father.
"Little Starlight," he began. "Nightmares are just like shadows. They seem scary in the dark, but they disappear when the sun comes up."
The Princess tilted her head. "But what if the sun never comes up?" she asked, her voice filled with a hint of worry.
He smiled, showing no fear to her. "The sun always comes up, little one. It's just a matter of waiting for it. And when it does, the nightmares will vanish."
He reached out his massive hand, his fingers gently brushing against Mothra Astra's soft body. "And if you ever feel scared again, remember that you have your mommy and me. We'll always be here to protect you."
The young larva smiled, she thanked her loving parents, before snuggling closer to her parents, feeling a wave of warmth wash over her. She knew her parents would always be there for her, even in her darkest dreams.
They were her guidance and love.
Whenever she feels something that is bothering up, a good advice and a talk to them will help resolve her problems.
So far, she will finally remember this lesson.
~*~
This is short but sweet moment between them. BTW, Mothra Astra is my Mothzilla fanchild and OC, so she is my personal favorite character that I am building her. I hope you like my story!
More stories are up! Whether from my OC and some characters!
Godzilla and Mothra belongs to Toho.
I only own Mothra Astra.
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