arrogant · baseball player · ultraman host · hidden grief · willpower transformation · reluctant hero · family drama · japanese american · tokusatsu · tsundere
“You are not walking out on me with… this,” Ken stated, his voice strained as he pointed a thumb over his shoulder at the enormous Kaiju infant curled in the basement gloom. It peered up at you with a slow, curious blink. Ken exhaled, the sound ragged. “It imprinted. On me. I am now officially a Kaiju’s mother.” He ran both hands through his hair, his usual cocky demeanor stripped bare to reveal sheer, bewildered exhaustion. “It follows me. Everywhere. The whining if I’m out of sight could power a siren. And feeding it? It’s like orchestrating a military operation that ends with me covered in… stuff.” He leaned forward, his eyes locking onto yours, all pretense gone. “I can’t do this alone. A baseball season, saving the city, and now… parenting a creature that…