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Dragon ball characters 🖤Spicy🖤 headcanons~
Piccolo
This man let me tell you-
You’ll only get a few grunts out of him, he’s more focused on what he’s doing honestly.
He will only moan when he’s about to cum but he isn’t very loud with it because he is really embarrassed (poor bb)
Piccolo isn’t very vocal in bed nor does he do dirty talk but he’ll slip out a few cute names for you every now and then when he’s going at it
Ehem- sweetie, Angel, Honey *explodes*
He prefers to be in the missionary position but sometimes he’ll let you ride him ;)
He’s also a Hermaphrodite
You’ll wonder where tf his pp at and he’s so flustered about it. Lets just say piccolo aint the only one eating out (you gotta work to get that cock)
Once you get his cock out wish your pussy good luck because this man is huge
(8-9 inches and FUCKING GIRTH?)
Sometimes when he’s so exhausted and pent up he’ll need a blowjob from you.
His fingers, HIS FINGERS.
They don’t reach as deep as his cock does but boy do they make you see stars.
His antennas are hella sensitive so if you play with them you’ll definitely hear a silent moan from him.
He is so good with aftercare though don’t worry he’ll always take good care of you.
Want a bath? He’s on it. Hungry? He’s on it. Cuddles? He’s already got you❤️
Broly
Baby boy I love him so much
He’s a moaner! He’s a whimperer! He’s a crier!
This guy is a sweetheart in bed don’t let his appearance fool you.
He’ll be so gentle with you as he moans into your neck.
VANILLA SEX VANILLA SEX VANILLA SEX
He prefers not to be to rough or hard because he’s so scared he’ll accidentally hurt you doing it:(
Although if you want him to be rough or go harder whisper it into his ear please he’ll whimper for you and obey you so fast-
He’ll put his face in your chest as he rams into you , be careful what you wish for cause he is going to lose it eventually 🫣
Broly will start moaning reaaaal loud once he feels he’s going to finish (your pussy is to good for him ya know)
Be prepared for him to accidentally overstimulate himself-
He’s gonna either go harder and rougher or super saiyan on you. Either way you ain’t waking tomorrow.
This bitch will growl when he loses control and let’s be honest..it’s hot
Broly is PACKING he’s carrying a 10 inch veiny af cock when he’s hardened so he’ll be hitting you in all the right places.
Such a sweetie when it comes to aftercare. Play with his hair he’ll fall asleep immediately but right after he puts himself near your chest so he can hear your heart. It comforts him to know you’re still with him 🥹.
Goku
He can’t even be serious in bed
He is definitely a dog In heat when he’s horny though.
And when he’s horny he won’t leave you alone-
This bitch will have the fucking audacity to moan in your ear and grind on your ass (IN PUBLIC SOMETIMES TOO)
If you touch the spot where his tail used to be he’ll tremble but overtime it does become sensitive and he’ll tell you to stop.
Is a sweetie though even if he’s rough in bed, he’ll leave marks on you going from your neck to your calves.
He loves cockwarming at night and keeping his seed in you making sure none spills as you have to listen to him snore (no sleep for you~)
HE DO GOT A BIG COCK THO
9 INCHES AND HELLA WIDTH
ITS A SAIYAN THING THEY ALL GOT FAT PECKERS.
He is so good at eating you out like, a MASTER at it’ll he’ll get you to squirt in a minute.
So good with his tongue too 🫣
Will steal your panties and use them to get off as he moans loud so you can hear (HES DOING IT ON PURPOSE)
Favorite position is 69
Loves his cock sucked but also loves to taste you it gets him going~
He got fat balls full of cum so he’ll keep you up all night and day!
His calloused hands are good for clit rubbing 😩
He has no shame in saying the most embarrassing shit ever
Example: Goku: “What’s for dinner?” You: “bro, stfu and fuck me you dumb shi”
He forgets aftercare but he ain’t gonna bail on you
He’s prob gonna just pass out, cock still in you and everything…..”I’m hungry”
Overall 7/10 in bed
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imagine playing with dbz!vegeta’s tail while pegging him, pretty boy’s gonna be in heaven but would rather die than admit that <3
:ఌ¨ ♱ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : nsfw, sub!vegeta, afab gn!dom!reader, pegging, tail pulling, finger sucking bc i apparently can't escape that kink, brat -> fuckslut pipeline with a single gesture.
It isn't often you have the privilege of seeing your fiesty Saiyan prince splayed at your mercy like this, bent over and vulnerable to attack and yet begrudgingly eager to fuck himself back onto your plastic cock. His reddened face is deliberately hidden in the sheet that threatens to tear in his iron grip, but his rear is elevated, knees parted to present his toned ass to you.
"You're so cute when you get shy, 'geta," you purred in an octave that makes his heavy and neglected cock twitch between his legs. He sputters and growls in humiliation, though the frantic back-and-forth motions of his hips are no gentler.
"Shut up," he spits through clenched teeth, though it holds only a fraction of its usual bark as his brain turns to mush. "D-don't call me that, idiot." He cries out as your hips snap against his sharply, the toy striking that spot that makes his knees tremble and buckle.
"Oh, my mistake, my prince," you mocked, and for some reason he groans instead of hissing out another insult. It's not his fault, you're forcibly fucking the sense out of him. "No need to get hostile. After all, I'm treating you good, aren't I?"
Vegeta can't even conjure a flustered lie with the way you're baring down on his prostate, strong hands holding his bucking hips in place so you could bend over him and plow into him more efficiently. You always fuck him perfectly, and even if he doesn't trust you as far as he can ki-blast you, he's helplessly attracted to you. You aren't the first to top him, just the first to keep him engaged, in-line, and sated by the end of each session.
Your chest slips and slides against his sweat-glistened back, and his twitching tail gets caught between your bodies. He faintly has the presence of mind to move it out of your way, although that that only draws your attention to the furry appendage, spelling his doom.
Vegeta is so large and imposing that the existence of his tail always makes you grin and coo. It's so cute, just like him, just like the choked noises he makes as your thrusts become bruising and rough, just the way he likes them. His chestnut-colored tail swishes and curls in midair, waving around your face like a feathered toy to a cat. An unintentional tease, and an opportunity.
A hand leaves his hip to snake around his body, stroking over the layers of hardened muscle adorning his torso to find his jaw. He half-expects you to wrap your nimble fingers around his throat and squeeze, to which he tenses and sends you a warning glare over his shoulder. You only smirk back, sliding your fingers over his kiss-bruised and bitten lips.
"Open," you command, and he grunts in protest, shaking his head.
"Stick your fingers in my mouth and I'll bite them clean off, that's a p-promise-! fuck, what are you-?" Vegeta's growl turns into a startled yelp as your free hand catches his tail in a firm grip. "You insolent- fuuuck."
You give his tail a tug, and it sends a shockwave down his spine, making his entire body tense up and then abruptly go limp. He hates how weak and helpless he's become with a single gesture, and how his traitorous cock only throbs and leaks all the more for it. It's not his fault. It feels too good to submit to you, even if his mind disagrees, his body surrenders enthusiastically.
His jaw loosens, lips parting around your digits as if in a trance and embarassingly, he moans as your fingers glide across his tongue.
The immobile state of his body only seems to amplify the feeling of your cock filling him over and over again, forcing his insides into the shape of the toy. He's ruined surely, no one else could pin him down and fuck him within an inch of his life as you do. The realization both terrifies and turns him on beyond belief.
He can't need you, it's unbecoming. But as your fingers fuck his mouth in time with your purposeful thrusts, his doubts go quiet in his mind, replaced by primal pleadings he's thankful are muffled by your digits.
He wants to cum. He wants to be filled, taken, used. He wants to please you but can never say it. Especially not to you, whom his body ignorantly has been tricked into believing you're his mate.
Mate. What a foolish notion.
Still, he is a weak Saiyan, and he is yours. So he lets go of the illusion of control, just for tonight and allows himself to be conquered.
His tail curls around your wrist in a serpentine manner, and he chews and licks at your fingers. The resulting coo and praise that spills from your wicked lips makes his eyes glaze over. "Pleathe," comes his muffled plea around your fingers, and you are filled with pride. Your grip loosens, and you caress the length of his twitching tail between your fingers, transfixed by the way he squirms and whimpers at the touch.
Your fingers retreat from his mouth, connected to his swollen lower lip by shiny drool. You tilt his head to the side, bending over him further until your lips brush over his own.
"Again. Beg again, and I'll let you cum," you proposed, and this time, he doesn't hesitate, feelings his balls tense in anticipation of an orgasm he needs before he's driven utterly insane with desire.
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He's such a loser. Even he acknowledges it. Knows he's a slimeball when he fucks his fist, pre slapping messily against his stomach from how hard hes fucking into his fists. He's got your undies wrapped around the base of his dick to keep from coming. Doesn't want it to end. He knows for sure he's gonna have to find a way to peek and see your hot body again. He's addicted. Muffles his whines and spits on his leaking head at the thought that maybe you'd acknowledge him. Give him a polite smile. Notice him. Makes him want to come at the thought that you find out just how filthy he really is. He'll give your garments backed soaked with his juices, as soon as he's done peeking through the whole. Just a few more rounds and he's done. For now.
Kabuto. Kiba. Terushima. Kankuro. Tendo. Usopp. Sanji. Tsukishima. Gintoki. Finral. Magna. Gauche. Kaminari. Deku. Imai Cosmo. Reno. Raichi. Isagi. Shido Ryusei. Bachira. Gojo. Trunks. Android 16. Piccolo. Gohan. Armin. Porco
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Heeey, do you write for dragon ball z?
I was wondering if you could write a little blurb about being with Vegeta while he's in rut? Maybe he still has his tail...
Anyways, if not don't worry about it, love ya! 😘
I don't write for DBZ a lot but I can't say no to a Vegeta ask.
Pairing: Vegeta x Fem!Reader
Tags: nsfw, smut, rut, feral sex, tail shenanigans, choking, breeding kink, rough sex
A/N: I wouldn't say no to Vegeta no matter what.
Normal Vegeta was already a lot to handle in bed. During his rut something wild within him would come to the surface so easily. He was hardly apart from you in that time, constantly craving the closeness of you.
You'd lost count of how long you'd spent with him, how many times you came, every orgasm bleed into the next and you could still do was claw your nails across his back, keep your legs pressed and locked around him so he wouldn't move away. That was the last thing on Vegeta's mind.
"I'm not even close to being done." He smirked against your lips as he pulled away, letting your moans free. His pace was much like him, rough, unforgiving, ruthless, uncaring of the consequence of his recklessness. "You're taking it surprisingly well for a human woman. I thought that you'd surely pass out by now. This is a very good sign, it means you're strong enough to be my mate. I've chosen well."
His soft, strong tail ran up your body and coiled around your neck, squeezing enough to make words difficult.
Hips a blur, cock twitching you knew he was close, but you also knew Vegeta was a prideful man and that you needed to make yourself worth of seeing him come again. He definitely felt somewhat entitled to your orgasms though, "You're mine understand? You... offered yourself for my pleasure despite my warnings. Foolish. But brave. Do you know what I will give you for this bravery?"
"Y-Yourself?" Your mouth struggled to form the word against the tug and tightening of his tail. "Your cum?"
"Greedy." Vegeta growled. "Full of my seed, most likely already pregnant and still you ask for more."
"Because I know you will give it to me, my Prince." Vegeta would give you the universe if you but asked for it. Just as you would give him as many children as he asked for.
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all the right buttons (college AU Goku & Vegeta x reader)
have y'all seen the figure from FuzzFeet Studios featuring our favorite boys gaming on the couch in the sluttiest little shorts? lemme say, i was feeling thirsty after I saw it for the first time. thus, this fic was born.
vegeta and goku both will get a part 2, choose your own adventure style (coming very soon!)
As you padded down the hall of Bulma’s apartment building, muffled male voices arguing rang through the walls. Your favorite chemistry study buddy had warned that her two roommates would be home while you did homework together, but you hoped the voices were from a neighboring unit. Your hopes were dashed when you stood in front of Bulma’s door and knocked, the voices now quite clear in the hallway.
“Hey! Pipe down you two! My friend is here and we need to get some work done!” Bulma’s voice interrupted. The door swung open with a whoosh, revealing the blue-haired bombshell. She rolled her eyes and shuffled you inside.
“Sorry about the boys, Goku found his old game system and they’ve been at it for a while,” she explained as you kicked off your shoes and dropped your backpack by the kitchenette table. “I was hoping they’d be wrapping it up by now but-”
“Oh don’t worry about it!” you said with a dismissive wave. “I grew up with two brothers, so they won’t bother me!"
Beyond the kitchen sat the infamous roommates, backs turned on the couch, facing a comically small CRT television in front of Bulma’s fancy flat screen. The tiny TV sat precariously on a mini fridge, and on the floor was the little gray console, one which you hadn’t seen in at least a decade. The chiptune soundtrack was nostalgic and familiar.
“Is that Tenkaichi Tournament 5?” you asked.
“Yeah!” came the chipper voice from the guy on the left, though his focus remained on the game. His black hair splayed in all directions and his blue tank barely covered his built shoulders.
Oh shit. These boys are fit, you thought.
The guy in blue’s arms were bulky and strong, intimidatingly so. And the blond guy was just as fine with a cut-up yellow racerback showing off the hard work he had put into his lats. With their backs turned, you shamelessly admired what you could see of them, salivating at the sight of their carved muscles.
Bulma elbowed you and lifted a brow, tilting her head in the direction of the guys. Your eyes grew large and you fanned your face, mouthing “Oh my god” to her. She grinned and nodded.
“This is my friend from chemistry I was telling you about!” Bulma yelled over the TV, hands on her hips.
The guy in blue paused their game and turned around, draping his arm over the back of the worn couch.
“Hi!” he said in a sweet voice, eyes bright and friendly behind a pair of black frames.
The blond gave him a dirty look for pausing the game. “Hello,” he offered over his shoulder.
“I’m Goku! Nice to meet you!” he said with a wave. “This is Vegeta. Sorry, he’s a little sour because he’s lost three rounds in a row!”
The blond scoffed. “I am not sour! You just keep spamming your super move and it’s fucking annoying!”
“Have you tried countering him with a block?” you asked. That got the blond’s full attention and he turned around to you with an incredulous expression.
“What do you mean?” he asked.
With a look at both of their faces, you weren’t sure who was more handsome. Goku had boyish good looks and a natural charm, complimented by his endearingly wild hair. Vegeta resembled a model with smoldering eyes and immaculately styled hair sweeping upward. It was like comparing a golden retriever and a wolf: both were beautiful in their own ways. Had you known her roommates were perfect 10s, you would have opted for an outfit more put-together than your cotton booty shorts and oversized tee…
You swallowed, suddenly nervous under the gaze of two gorgeous men. “Um, if you hold down or back when he tries to hit you with a super move, you’ll block half the damage. But you have to get the timing just right,” you explained.
Vegeta pouted his lips and turned to Goku. “You didn’t tell me that, Kakarot!”
Goku laughed and shrugged. “I thought you knew how to block!”
“So you’ve been winning because you haven’t told me all the rules! New match, come on!” Vegeta shouted.
“It’s not really a rule,” Goku murmured with a glance to you and a smile. You smirked back as he turned towards their game once again.
“Try to keep it at a reasonable level guys, please. We have an exam next week and I am not letting my A slip to an A-minus because of this stupid game!” Bulma warned and led you to the round table in the kitchen. You extracted your laptop and a notebook from your backpack and opened up to your most recent homework.
From your seat in the kitchen, you could see directly between the pair of gentlemen, straight to the tiny TV. You couldn’t help but watch as Vegeta’s character desperately tried to master the block timing, barely eeking out a victory.
“HA!” Vegeta celebrated. “In your face! See, all I needed was to actually know all there is to the game to beat you!”
“Oh whatever Vegeta! Bet you can’t do it twice in a row!”
Bulma tapped a manicured finger on your laptop. “Um helloooo? Are you with me?” she asked.
You blushed and turned in your chair towards her. “Yes, I’m sorry! My brothers and I used to play that game together all the time, it’s been a while since I last saw it.”
She smiled at you knowingly. “Or are you just enjoying the eye candy?”
You sucked on your lips and shrugged. “Well… I’m not not enjoying it.”
The two of you snickered quietly at the table.
“I’ve heard that ladies find them attractive, but I’ve known them both since we were little kids. I just can’t see them that way, you know?” she said.
You nodded and glanced over at them, making sure they weren’t listening in. “So you’ve never dated either of them?”
“Goku, never. There was a very brief time in middle school where Vegeta and I went out but it just got weird and… Ugh, I don’t even know how to explain it. But that was ages ago. And both of them are single now,” she offered, brow raised.
You tapped your pencil to your lips. “Hm. Good to know…”
Despite the looming chemistry exam, between the noisy video game and the attractive boys playing it, your focus was gone. As the evening glow began to darken, every few minutes you glanced over between the muscular shoulders on display to see who was in the lead. They were quite evenly matched, trading wins without any notable streaks for either.
After having to steal your attention back several times, Bulma snapped her laptop shut and shook her head.
“We aren’t getting anything done tonight, are we?” she asked.
You turned fully towards her. “Geez, I’m sorry Bulma. I know you wanted to have this assignment finished up but-”
She chuckled and waved her hand. “Eh, don’t worry about it. Like I said, we both have solid A’s and the exam isn’t ‘til next week. We’ve got plenty of time. Go see if they’ll let you play a round!”
“You really don’t mind?” you asked, glancing over the back of the couch once more.
“No, we’ll finish up later. Go have some fun!” she insisted.
You grinned and stuffed your belongings back into your backpack and set it by the front door. “Thanks!”
Just as you approached the living area, Goku rose from the couch and stretched, his skimpy tank top rising to show his midriff. It was just as toned and hard as his arms. The tiny gray shorts he wore left little to the imagination, in both the bulk of his thighs and the size of his package. Oh Christ, you though. The room suddenly felt intensely hot.
“Done already?” you asked, trying not to drool.
Goku smiled. “Nah, I’m just taking a quick water break. You want anything?” he asked.
“Not to drink, but I wouldn’t mind going a round or two at Tenkaichi,” you said.
“Sure!” Goku said. He walked around the couch and handed you the controller on the way to the kitchen. “Kick his ass!”
Vegeta raised an eyebrow and looked at you over his shoulder. “Hm. Bring it on.”
As you walked around and plopped on the couch next to Vegeta, you got a better look at him. Significantly smaller in stature than Goku but just as built, he sat at the edge of the cushion with his elbows on his knees. You chuckled internally, recognizing it as the ‘serious’ pose your oldest brother took when playing video games. His gym shorts fit too small, his muscular legs pulling the fabric tight in places. The cut-off tank he wore displayed his fine musculature in a way that made your heart stutter.
Fuck’s sake, he is unbelievably hot, you thought.
Finally tearing your hungry gaze away, you selected the only female character in the game, earning a sideways smirk from your opponent.
“No way you’ll win with her,” he boasted as the game loaded.
“We’ll see,” you contested.
You took a few moments to refamiliarize yourself with the controls, but held your own against Vegeta. He had quickly mastered the block, but the timing came back to you like an old friend. The match was close the entire time until Vegeta managed to pull off a super move while you were in the air, catching you off guard. He smiled.
“A valiant effort,” he offered. “Best two out of three?”
“Of course!”
You fought again, but this time, you managed to recall a hidden combo you had memorized way back in the day. It took your opponent by complete surprise, depleting his health significantly before you moved in to finish the job for an easy win.
“What the hell was that?” he barked.
You grew shy and shrunk into the couch. “Just some muscle memory coming back to me. I’m guessing Goku didn’t tell you about hidden moves either, then?”
Vegeta turned towards you wearing a curious expression.
“Of course he didn’t. There are hidden moves?”
You pulled out your phone and furiously typed away. “Yeah! Each character has a combo that isn’t listed in the actual game anywhere, but they’re the strongest moves there are. My brothers and I used to play this all the time back in the day, but I only know Chacha’s combo. I’m looking up the combo for Prince Monkey so you can try it.”
He eyed you up and down as you searched, admiring the fact that you needed no makeup to look cute. Your features were soft and feminine, your smile lighting up your entire face. His cheeks grew warm when you scooted closer to him on the couch, showing him your phone.
“Here’s the button input. Give it a try!” you encouraged, leaning forward into your own ‘serious’ gaming pose, knee touching his.
He did as you suggested, but struggled with the combo at first. You eased back in the fight, allowing him time to figure it out before he finally blasted you away, winning the match by a hair.
“Nice! You did it!” you praised.
“It’ll be interesting to use that move against Kakarot,” he mused with a smirk.
“Kakarot? I thought his name was Goku,” you said.
“Kakarot is my first name, but I always go by my middle name,” Goku explained as he returned. “He just calls me that because he’s an ass.”
Goku held a dripping bottle of water against the back of Vegeta’s neck, making him recoil and snatch the bottle away.
“So who won?” Goku asked, taking a seat on your left and sandwiching you between two chiseled thighs.
“That would be Prince Monkey,” you admitted. “I took one round though.”
“You held your own well against me,” Vegeta said, giving a tiny hint of a smile. “It was an admirable effort.”
You nodded in appreciation and handed the controller back to Goku, but he waved you off and took a swig of water from his bottle.
“Keep playing as long as you want!” he said.
And so you did, managing to beat Vegeta in the next round thanks to your mastery over the hidden combo. Goku was flabbergasted when he saw the wildly powerful moves for the first time.
“Whoa! What the heck are those?”
"Hidden combos. You’ll have to figure it out on your own, Kakarot!” Vegeta sneered, his knee bumping into yours, then his elbow.
“Hey!” you chuckled, elbowing him back. “Quit trying to throw me off!”
“What are you talking about?” Vegeta rebutted. “I’m not doing anything!” He leaned against you and jostled your arm with his elbow.
“No fair!” you cried. You still managed to win the match, making Vegeta huff in annoyance.
Goku laughed. “Damn, she’s good!”
You shoved Vegeta playfully as he leaned for his bottle of water on the floor. You caught a glint of flirty eye contact as he did, making you want to kick your feet.
“That’s two to two,” Vegeta said. “One more to break the tie?”
“Absolutely. But I do want to change characters,” you said, inputting a code on the character select screen.
“King Monkey?” Goku asked after a new selection appeared.
“Wait, there’s another character?” Vegeta squawked. You nodded proudly.
“Yep. I know all the secrets to this game! Let’s see who will come out on top now!”
King Monkey, a larger and stronger version of his son, quickly dominated with a combo that devastated Vegeta. Despite his best efforts, he struggled to damage you, letting you come out on top without much trouble. Vegeta tossed his head and leaned back on the couch with an irritated grumble.
“Oh man!” Goku said. “That was really one-sided!”
You shrugged and laughed. “Well, King Monkey is a boss character so he’s not exactly fair. But I had to get him back for fighting dirty!”
“Tch, whatever,” Vegeta pouted, handing his controller off to Goku. “I have to get going anyway.”
You frowned and watched him get off the couch and head towards his bedroom down the hall. “Aw, bummer. Where you off to?”
“Astronomy lab,” he said over his shoulder.
Bulma called from the kitchen. “Oh, that’s finally happening?”
“Yes, finally,” Vegeta yelled down the hall, then reappeared with his backpack. “First clear evening in weeks. Cloud cover has been a pain in the ass all semester.”
“Sounds super interesting,” you said. “Well, it was really nice meeting you Vegeta!”
He gave a small smile and wave as he headed out the door. “Yeah. Been fun. See you around.”
“See ya, Jeeta!” Goku called from the couch.
As the door shut behind him, you blushed at the sweet, barely-there smile that had formed on his lips as he said goodbye. Intrigued by his stony, competitive personality, you wondered how Bulma would feel about you asking for his number…
“So he’s an astronomy major?” you asked. Bulma padded over and sat on the arm of the couch.
“Astrophysics, actually,” she explained.
Your eyebrows shot up. “Whoa. Didn’t take him for such an academic.”
Bulma snorted. “I know, right? Seems like more of a meathead like Goku.”
Expecting a retort for the insult, you turned towards him, but Goku was unperturbed.
“You gonna let her call you a meathead?” you asked.
He shrugged. “Well, I’m a kinesiology major, so I kind of am!”
You nodded. “Ah, I see. So you wanna be a physical therapist then?”
“I could do that,” he said, leaned his head from side to side. “But I also think running my own gym would be fun. Haven’t decided yet though.”
Quintessential himbo, you thought to yourself, smiling. Bulma’s roommates sure were interesting, to say the least. “Well, you certainly have the physique for it!”
“Thanks!” Goku said with pride. “Vegeta and I lift together all the time. Even though he’s really hard-working on his studies, he works just as hard in the gym. You should see all the other astro nerds, they’re like half his size! Well, in the muscle department at least.” Bulma laughed.
You couldn’t help but chuckle at the thought of the pint-sized yet built Vegeta sitting in class with a bunch of pale, scrawny bookworms he could tear in half.
“So are you a chem major like Bulma?” Goku asked.
“Oh gosh, I could never do chemical engineering like her!” you said. “I’m just a regular chemistry major. She’s way smarter than me, plus I don’t really like math all that much.”
“Ugh, me neither!” Goku said, selecting Master Turtle as his character to fight you. “I barely scraped by the general math class, and that was all thanks to Bulma and Vegeta! I’d be stuck in there forever if it wasn’t for them!”
You fought round after round, not even noticing when Bulma slipped away to her bedroom. Conversation flowed easily with the amicable Goku. He had a way of making you feel comfortable even in the silence. He asked about your brothers, told you that he had an older brother but Vegeta was more like a brother to him. As you got to know each other, the twilight faded into darkness, the only light in the living room coming from the tiny TV.
“I need a break, my thumbs are killing me,” you said, rolling your wrists.
“Can I try out that hidden character you had earlier?” Goku asked.
You took his controller and punched in the secret code for him. As you handed it back, your fingers brushed his for an instant. You made brief eye contact, his handsome features illuminated by the TV. He couldn't help but smile at the dusting of blush that bloomed across your cheeks. Your long lashes framed your pretty eyes perfectly, he thought, and your bright smile made his stomach feel lighter than air. Neither of you had noticed that you had migrated towards the center of the couch, only separated by an inch between your thighs.
You watched Goku figure out the new character, following his expressive brown eyes dancing across the screen. You hoped he couldn’t tell how hard you were staring at him from the corner of your eye. He was too damn handsome to take your eyes off of for long. And his pecs looked like they’d make a perfect pillow…
As Goku fought against the computer-controlled Prince Monkey, a twinge of conflict made you bite your lip.
Shit, you thought. I have no idea which of these guys I like better! Surely you couldn’t ask Bulma for both of their numbers, that would just be greedy. But you had to get one of them. No way could you pass up the opportunity. They were far too fine.
As if she could sense your dilemma, Bulma emerged from her bedroom and came back into the living area.
“I cannot believe how long you have been playing that damn game, Goku,” she laughed.
He grinned. “I’m just glad my old TV still works! Wish we could hook it up to the big screen though.”
As he continued to play, you stood from the couch and motioned for Bulma to join you in the kitchen.
“What’s up?” she asked.
“I have a question,” you whispered, looking over your shoulder to make sure Goku was distracted by the game.
Bulma got the hint and lowered her voice. “Sure.”
“How would you feel…” you hesitated. “If I wanted one of your roommate’s numbers?”
She grinned like a Cheshire cat. “I freaking knew it. Which one though?”
You crossed your arms. “That’s the problem. I can’t decide!”
Bulma put her hands on her hips and shook her head. “Are you for real?”
You nodded and smooshed your cheeks in your hands. “They’re both so hot!”
Bulma thought for a moment, then her eyes lit up. “Ooh! I have an idea! Let me ask them how they felt about you, try to get a feel for which of them vibed with you the best.”
“Oh gosh, are you sure?” you asked. “Don’t make it too obvious though.”
Bulma smirked. “Please. I know the art of subtlety, my dear. I’ve got you covered.”
You bounced with glee. “You’re the best!”
“I know!” Bulma said with a shrug and proud smile.
After your nightly shower and bedtime routine, you climbed into bed to see your phone lit up with a new message.
BULMA: soooo i talked to the boys about you
YOU: ahhh
YOU: i’m gonna puke
BULMA: one of them actually asked about you before i got the chance to ;)
YOU: omg fr shut up
BULMA: wanna guess which one???
Part 2: Goku
Part 2: Vegeta coming soon!
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tags: @artof-aristocracy
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Imagine this
(Y/n) and Beerus fighting over food, that’s it. You’re good friends (perhaps more?), But what’s the one thing you won’t do? Share food (like Joey from Friends)
“Oh goodness” Whis Sighed, in slight disappointment as he watched the scene before him. The chairs had been tipped over, and the pillows thrown on the floor as the two thought. What was the cause of this?
(Y/n) wouldn’t give him a bite of Their (food)
For the past Ten minutes, the two had been topping eachother as they thought. Your arm outstretched, so he couldn’t grab it, as Beerus repeatedly went for a bite.
“You bit me!” You yelled, Before kicking square in the chest, causing him to fall off you as you hid behind Whis.
“Just give the food up!” Beerus yelled, Getting up looking like a bull. In response to this, you shoved the (food) in your mouth, Swallowing it without chewing.
Whis shuddered at this, They were like a snake.
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➤ Messy
Vegeta x F!Reader
Warnings: None
Word Count - 1.5k
Summary - Vegeta is a clean freak with anger issues and pent up emotions, and decides to take it out on you for fun.
Notes: This is my first time posting here. I am from Wattpad, so I don't know tumblr etiquette, apologies.
“Your habits are disgusting and you’re a mess.”
He would follow you around and criticize you for what felt like hours on end. It was enough to drive anyone mad, and he did it to you on purpose. He was a man on a mission, out to make your life as miserable as possible. That’s just how it was, being acquainted with the prince of all saiyans. It didn’t matter if you tried to avoid him, he would find you, and he would let you know of every flaw in your life. Almost as if he took a sick satisfaction in seeing you wallow in your own misery and insecurities.
“Vegeta, her house is none of your business,” Bulma scolded with a harsh glare, slapping your discarded napkin out of his hand. You hadn’t had the time to clean up your living space before Bulma and Vegeta dropped by, unannounced. You didn’t mind surprise visitors, but Vegeta was an exception. Every single time he came by, which had become noticeably more frequent, you made absolutely sure that he could not find a single reason to complain or nitpick. You were simply thankful Bulma was there to keep her dog on his leash.
“Sorry for the mess,” you forced through grit teeth with a smile, before your face relaxed as your eyes landed on Bulma. “What brings you here? You’re not one for random visits.”
“Right, sorry,” Bulma chuckled, brushing some strands of her azure hair behind her ear, glancing over at Vegeta as he tip-toed through the specks of dirt in your carpet. Bulma rolled her eyes at the dramatic saiyan, sighing. “I need you to keep an eye on him. I don’t really trust him to be alone at Capsule Corp., and my mom and dad are out on vacation. I’ve got a big workload on my hands and can’t deal with him right now. I’ll pay you good, I promise.”
You wanted to say no. You wanted to tell both of them to get out of your house and never come back. Babysitting Vegeta could have perhaps been Bulma’s most unreasonable request for you. He had not been on Earth for long, and yet had antagonized you more than anyone. You rarely even showed your face at Capsule Corp. anymore because of the man. And Bulma was your best friend that you visited nearly daily for years. She knew how much you hated Vegeta.
And yet, when she pulled the wad of cash out of her pocket, you immediately found yourself agreeing to the impossible task. Bulma’s payments were usually unreasonable amounts, as if the stack of paper zenni she handed to you was less than allowance money for her. It felt wrong to take, but what could you say? You were living independently in the city - you needed any cash you could get. Even if it meant spending a day with the most annoying being in the universe.
As soon as Bulma had left, it was not long before Vegeta started to act up. He almost acted like a prepubescent boy at times, unable to properly convey his feelings, resorting to anger to vent. You had even made a point to clean up around the house so he wouldn’t feel so uncomfortable, but some of the things he complained about were unreasonable.
“The geometry of your living space is poorly designed, woman,” Vegeta commented as he stood in the midst of your living room, looking around at the furniture. You rolled your eyes as you vacuumed the carpet, tuning his voice out.
“Nobody is stopping you from just leaving. You hate all of us, I don’t understand why you continue to torture yourself on this planet,” you muttered, unsure if he heard you over the vacuum. You didn’t care much if he did or not, barely having the energy to speak to or at him.
“I’m waiting for Kakarot to come back to this miserable planet. But I’m starting to doubt he will,” Vegeta said as he placed his hands on his hips, searching for more things in your house to nitpick about. You had done a pretty good job hiding things for him to complain about.
“Maybe he’s avoiding you,” you said with a smirk at the idea. You would not blame Goku one bit if he was avoiding the entire Earth because of Vegeta’s presence. Vegeta did not find your comment very funny as his head whipped to your direction, glaring harshly.
“Then I would track him down and drag him to this miserable planet to humiliate him in front of his loved ones,” Vegeta sneered, lip raised in a slight snarl, as if the mere assumption were the most offensive thing he’d ever heard.
“Is it really that hard to accept that somebody doesn’t like you and doesn’t want to see you? I really don’t understand you, Vegeta,” you stood up straight as you turned off the vacuum, turning to glare at him. “You antagonize people on purpose, and then get mad when everyone leaves. What do you want from us? Why won’t you just leave?”
“My business is none of your concern, woman. I suggest you close your mouth and not utter a single sound from now on, unless you really want to see what antagonistic looks like. I could put you through a world of misery with words alone, I haven’t done anything to you yet.” Vegeta’s harsh eyes stared into your soul, as if knowing you weren’t going to listen. He had been here less than a year, and yet knew you would not stand for such nonsense.
“This is my house! I suggest you shut up if you know what’s good for you, asshole!” You yelled, leaning closer to his face. His warm breath hit your face as he scoffed, looking down at you as if he were so high and mighty. He was barely three inches taller than you.
“I could destroy you, and this house, and this whole planet in a matter of seconds if I wished. Your empty threats mean nothing to me, human.” Vegeta smirked down at you. That was your breaking point as your hand moved on its own. Even Vegeta found himself shocked by your sudden movement as your hand left its mark across his cheek, its shape searing into his cheek. Head turned from the sudden force, Vegeta stared at you with wide eyes, as if to let his brain process the attack on him. You expected him to blow up. You needed to gain control, fast. You would rather your house remained intact by the time Bulma returned.
“Wh-What’s with the surprised look? Didn’t think a girl could hit you? Bet you’re completely smitten, huh?” Your face lit up like a lightbulb, cheeks burning as you smirked, watching his every muscle movement. You didn’t even mean for the words to escape your lips, but as they did, you knew you were dead. “You want to kiss me so bad, huh, Vegeta?”
You saw the blush bloom across his cheek, making your hand mark burn ever brighter. That was the first time you had ever seen an emotion other than anger or pride on his face. But the view did not last long, as you suddenly found your vision obscured, his large frame right in your face, his lips connected to yours. This was an unexpected development, to say the least.
His touch sent lightning through your nerves as his hands uncharacteristically gently slid up your arms, gloved fingers brushing over your cheeks. His kiss was soft, as if to show you everything he had been unable to get across before, many emotions flowing through one small touch. That one small touch, however, began to grow more desperate as Vegeta grabbed your shoulders, firmly pressing his lips to yours. Your scent was intoxicating, and every little jolt of electricity to his nerves sent him spiraling through his pent-up emotions even more.
It wasn’t until your palms were pressed to his chest, trying to push him off, that he broke from his much-needed kiss. You stared up at Vegeta in surprise, watching many emotions flow through his dark pupils, before he finally came to his senses. You were pushed away, although much softer than you would have expected, his warmth pulling away from you as he left you standing there. He plopped down onto the sofa, sinking into the cushions as he crossed his arms, avoiding meeting your gaze. Your eyes stayed glued to him for a moment longer, before you let out a silent scoff, smiling in amusement.
Vegeta had not uttered so much as a word after that. No more comments on her habits or appearance, no more jabs at her life and home. He had sat silently at her side, stealing glances at her every once in a while as she read her book in peace. And perhaps it was the cleaner environment, or just something in him beginning to bloom, but you looked much better than when he had shown up.
And you weren’t sure if it was just the sunlight hitting him at just the right spot, or if he just looked like this when he wasn’t constantly raging, but Vegeta had a different look about him, almost a glow. Perhaps he wasn’t as bad as you had originally thought.
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》 blackout.
son goku x afab reader
summary: sitting at the bar after a hard day, you're joined by none other than your friend gohan's father, and he knows how he can cheer you up.
warnings: minors do not interact, explicit content: age gap, multiple orgasms, (slight, if you squint) implied cheating, overstimulation, drunk sex, alcohol consumption
word count: 1.7k
you were alone at a bar. you'd completely flunked an exam that you'd studied hard for, and you were downing shots like they were nothing. even the bartender was asking if you were okay, to which you'd reply with a simple, "i will be."
while you were mindlessly scrolling through social media, a giggle cut through your brooding silence. it was familiar. you looked over your shoulder, finding that you were face-to-face with a "friend" of yours: goku. well, correction: he was gohan's father, and you were a friend of gohan's. you were a little scared of goku at first, but warmed up to him once you knew he wasn't some scary muscle-head. he grinned at you and promptly mused, "hey!"
"hello, goku."
he sat next to you, looking at you like a dejected puppy. "aw, what's wrong? you looked bored from over there, but man, you seem pretty sad."
you sighed, failing to hide the smile from him. "i guess. but i didn't expect to see you here, out of all people."
"whaaat?" goku giggled and spun the barstool around. "are you kidding? this place is so fun!"
"no, i mean, like, i didn't see you as much of a drinker."
"eh... if it's sweet, i don't care what it is. i'll drink it. heeeey!" he flagged down the bartender, grinning happily. "you have jello shots? yeah? you should give us a few!"
you gave him a slightly agitated look, to which he giggled and said, "don't worry, i'll pay! i don't know what's got you so down, but it's time to cheer up!"
that giggle would be the end of you, and you knew it. as the shots slid onto the counter in front of you, you sighed. it wouldn't be horrible to have a little fun, right?
next thing you knew, goku had convinced you to join him on the dance floor. there had always been something so charming about his idiocy. something charming about how oblivious he was. however, now that he had you in your own little corner of the place in the dark, you could see something else behind those sweet eyes. you could see intention, like he was aware of exactly what he was doing. he was aware that it was the two of you. he was aware that you were both tipsy. he was aware that he was double your size. he was very aware.
with the lights spinning again, flashing a multitude of colors, you found yourself lost in music. lost in liquor. you and goku had been gradually getting closer to one another. you found yourself dancing right against him, and his rough, calloused hands were sliding up and down the sides of your torso, with a focus on your hips. swaying back and forth in rhythm, you could feel his muscles against your back. you could feel his breath against your neck. you shuddered, and looked up at him for some sort of clue as to what he was thinking. and looking back at you were two serious, calculating eyes. like a predator. "heh. you look surprised."
your lip shook ever so slightly. "you... are you?"
he smirked. "am i what? gotta finish the sentence."
you hiccuped, trying to clear your throat. "flirting?"
"i dunno," he hummed, feigning innocence. "problem?"
your eyes flickered down to his hands on your hips. they were gripping you. "...no."
his voice dropped an octave, getting raspy. "nice. you mind if i do something?"
"to... to me?" he nodded, and you were having trouble suffocating the butterflies in your stomach. you swallowed roughly, leaning your head back against his shoulder as you stared up at him. he was holding you against him. for a moment, you thought, what would gohan think? i mean, this was your friend's dad. this man was twice your age. but nonetheless, you replied, "you... can do anything you want. to me."
within a split second, he flipped you around and pressed your back against the club's concrete wall. you had no time to breathe. goku was kissing you with a passion. your hands gripped his clothes, pulling him as close as you could. his thigh pressed in between your legs, and at that point, you were putty in his hands. all you could do was whine. this was a completely different goku, and you were loving it.
he sank his teeth into the side of your neck, and you moaned out loud. when you noticed someone staring at the two of you, your eyes widened. "ah- goku! hey."
he pulled back from your skin by just inches. "something wrong?"
"we... we can't do this. not... in public."
his voice was gravelly. "why not? i'm sure people would love to watch. make 'em jealous."
you blushed and stammered out, "it... it's indecent... and a little illegal... to do things like this in public. my apartment would be a better place."
"your apartment?" he stood straight up and pressed two fingers to his forehead. he gripped your shoulder tightly. "gotcha."
and suddenly, you were both standing in the front hallway of your apartment. you blinked a few times, unsure of what the fuck just happened, but all of that was thrown to the wayside when goku's lips found yours again, pressing you against the wall of your living room.
your belongings fell to the ground, and your hands started to pull his shirt up so you could feel his torso. every muscle, every divot - he was so fucking ripped. and his hands weren't wasting time with you, either. traveling up your thighs, he tore your panties off with one finger. his hand grabbed your entire ass, and he took in a deep inhale, smelling your scent on the skin of your neck. "god, you smell so good."
"you... ah!" you lost your train of thought when he started grinding his crotch against yours. with flushed cheeks from a drunken stupor, you mumbled, "you... want me, don't you?"
shedding his t-shirt, he growled, "what do you think?"
he was biting at your skin as his hands discarded the rest of your clothes, albeit in a more refined fashion. once you were completely nude, he couldn't hold himself back anymore. he picked you up like a doll. like you weighed absolutely nothing to him. he was quick to find your bedroom, and he quite literally threw you down onto the bed. then, he followed. and his tongue found your slit, rough hands pushing your thighs apart so he could taste you as much as he possibly could.
your hand tangled in his thick hair. he was so sloppy, but it was quick to send every nerve in your body into a frenzy. he would grunt and groan, and his nose would bump against your clit, sending a jolt through your body. when his tongue actually plunged into you, you lost all of your bearings. you came all over his face, and he replied to it with a pleased groan, unwilling to pull away until your body relaxed. with one eye open, you looked down at his messy face. his dark, widened pupils. his flushed cheeks. then, he grinned. "i thought you'd taste good, but that was better than i thought."
panting, you whined back, "goku... i..."
"already on it." he was quick to remove his pants and boxers, and he was quick to climb back over you, trapping you in another kiss. with the full weight of his body against his, you realized just how small you were. his length slid along your folds, and you could taste yourself on his tongue.
your hands found his back when he got the opportunity to press himself into you, and he did so with a guttural groan. at that point, you couldn't think. the slow stretch was just too good, and your foreheads rested against one another until he was fully sheathed in you. he panted, "so... tight... i gotta..."
you panted back, "just... just fuck me."
and when his hips started snapping back and forth, you couldn't help but whine. your nails dug into his back, and his face was buried in your neck. he was relentless, keeping a fast, steady pace. as your moans got louder, you heard his voice in your ear. "shh... be a good girl. i know you can handle it."
hitting that sweet spot over and over, it didn't take any time for you to come undone a second time. and a third time. goku hadn't even broken much of a sweat, and he had you completely folded over underneath him. your eyes were locked on his as he cooed, "yeah, that's it. good."
in that moment, you understood that he was going to finish inside you. and you didn't care one bit about it. as if on cue, his huge frame leaned down to trap you in a tongue-filled kiss, hands gripping your ass. you weren't going anywhere. he had you completely pinned.
you'd lost count of how many times you came before his thrusts started to get sloppy. he was grunting more often, shaft head poking at your cervix every now and then. it hurt, but you were far too blissed out to care. "good girl. just... a little bit more, okay?"
by now, you were a babbling mess, but you managed to nod in response. the bed was slamming against the wall, and you knew that your neighbors on all sides would be complaining about the noise, if they hadn't already. his grunts were going right into your ear, and he grunted especially loudly as he said, "you ready?"
you nodded and mewled, "yes, please."
goku growled, then moaned beautifully has he came right into you. his hips didn't even stop, riding out his own orgasm with a blissful look on his face. when his hips eventually stopped, he collapsed onto you, breathing heavily. you were doing the same. your head was spinning. after only a minute, he propped himself up on his elbow. "whew... that was... amazing."
"i... know." you said this so quietly that you could barely hear it yourself. "it was."
then, goku gave you that trademark giggle. that trademark grin. you looked at him through half lidded eyes as he said, "i think we're gonna have to do that again. way more often than just once. i'm gonna need it."
you smiled and wrapped your arms around his torso. you couldn't respond vocally, but pulling him closer was the answer he needed. he giggled again and relaxed atop you, with no intention of moving any time soon.
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Hello! I was wondering if you would want to write for Beerus? I was thinking what a courtship would be like between him and a goddess of creation? :) hopefully you're doing well during the midst of everything that's going on in the real world! Best of wishes! -A
Beerus x Goddess of Creation. Reader
I like the alternative idea. Despite this, I plan to make the personality different! Edit: I'm doing okay, just busy with schoolwork. Best wishes to you, too! I hope everyone who reads this is doing well too, or if not, this can cheer you up a little!
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🥢Création et Destruction🥢 (DBS or Dragon ball Super)
Warning(s): Fluff
Although destruction and creation contradict each other in meaning, one can not exist without the other...They must coexist to truly make the universe hold the beauty it possesses.
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You and Beerus are total opposites.
He destroys.
You create.
He is much more relaxed.
While your shoulders are stiff with responsibility and proper etiquette.
When you met, you hadn't expected him to flirt with you on the spot.
"Huh. My first time meeting the Goddess of Creation, can't believe I've been missing out on such a cute Goddess."
"I—That-that's very unprofessional..."
You didn't understand him. You were taught to always be polite and respectful, to always hold your tongue, to always be professional, and to hold your temper.
He hardly did any of those things.
And he could really test your temper.
He easily broke that elegant, put-together wall you had up.
And he enjoyed every minute of it.
"Why are you taking a nap when you have responsibilities. That's so improper!...Ahem-"
And with time, he broke you down completely.
Noticing you were always tired and stiff and showing you what's it like to relax.
"Just because we have responsibilities doesn't mean we can't relax once in a while. We have to do this for millenniums, might as well catch a few Z's in between."
He is very protective over you when you do relent and catch a nap, he'd be very tempted to destroy the planet of whoever interrupts you.
And he learned you hadn't really explored planets and introduced you to Earth and its cuisine.
Which really excited you.
"Cute..."
"What was that?"
"Nothing."
He liked that your presence wasn't rough as his, the feeling of powerful serenity you gave off was attractive to him. You were polite and fluid in movement, yet your power and knowledge were undeniable.
He wanted you.
So he courted you.
And you saw another side of him.
"Flowers?"
"Bulma gave me an earful and said something about them..."
"Let me guess, you weren't really listening?"
"Well...I want to get this right, so, I tried to remember everything I could. She mentioned something called a 'date' that I'm supposed to take you on..."
He was soft and wasn't afraid to show it...to you...
He noticed your hair was always getting in your face, so he got you fancy hair clips to hold the stray hairs away.
When your shoulders got stiff from playing your role, he learned how you give you massages to make you feel better, but not without cracking jokes the whole time.
He attempted to learn how to cook for you...
Well, actually, he wasn't terrible at that. The dishes he could make were just limited.
You liked watching the process, his frustration was adorable.
Cooking for you? Telling you 'good morning' and 'good night'?
He was whipped.
Undoubtedly.
He even lets you pet him, which you'll do if he gets a little riled up.
You save his dignity and refrain from doing it in public (if it's not necessary) since he purrs a deep rumble.
You do things together, like cooking and of course your roles as Gods.
But Beerus's favorite activity to do with you is definitely napping...or maybe eating...both? That's a hard choice for him to make.
You were really good for each other.
He destroyed your walls and the false personality you upheld.
You created a warmth in his heart that he cherished.
People wondered how you worked out so well, you were opposites.
But being opposites brought you together.
So what if he destroys and you create?
Destruction and creation coexisting can make something truly beautiful
And you two love every minute of it
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Will | Vegeta x Reader |
author's note: this is for the always lovely @miss-taura! i hope you're starting to feel better, or that you start getting better quickly!! rest and hydrate 🩷
pairing: vegeta x fem!reader
warnings: saiyan!reader, illness, mentions of death, mentions of frieza doing frieza things
Anxiety clings to Vegeta's stomach as he marches to your room on the Frieza station— you weren't at dinner tonight. It's unlike you, unlike any Saiyan warrior, and worry nags the Prince to his bones.
Of the Saiyans left, you're certainly his favorite. The bar is low, with your competition being Nappa and the Radish-boy, but you're still quite the cut above them. And your lack of presence is irritating, rude, and above all worth a princely tantrum.
Pounding on your door, his patience is too worn thin to properly wait for an answer. You haven't responded with the half second between his harsh knocks, so obviously he's got every single right to invite himself in. It's dark but his scouter clearly marks your exact position in your bed, and he hears your soft groan as the light from the hall floods in.
"What the hell, 'Geets?" Congestion plagues your sinuses, and a fever leaves you with harsh shivers as you glare at Vegeta with blurry eyes.
Vegeta scoffs and narrows his eyes as he steps further in, kicking the door shut behind him. "More like what the hell is up with you. You skipped dinner."
You cough into your shirt, flopping down pathetically onto your pillow. "I'm not hungry."
"A Saiyan is always hungry." Vegeta's arms cross over his broad chest as he tilts his head— he's not sure if he's ever seen you sick, or anybody else on this ship, for that matter.
A cold trickle of fear suddenly drips down his spine; Frieza certainly would find no use in nursing any of his army back to health, and absolutely wouldn't tolerate a particular bug spreading amongst the force.
He can't lose you like this.
Too tired to argue with him, you wave a hand in Vegeta's general direction. "Leave me be, 'Geets."
Vegeta nearly growls— you're far too uncaring. Do you have a death wish? He storms out of the room and you're far too ill to wonder what's gotten into him before another terrible coughing fit assaults you again.
Your consciousness fades in and out, though the next time you come to for longer than mere seconds, it's at Vegeta's shaking of your shoulder. His touch isn't particularly gentle, the rare occurrence never really is, but you can feel his effort of holding back. "Mmm…?"
"Sit up and eat, and take this too." A platter from the dining hall sits on the nightstand beside your bed, and a small caplet is flicked your way.
"Where did you find medicine?" Throat scratchy and burning at even breathing, a soft cough follows your question.
"It matters not. Just use it."
So he broke an international law somewhere, got it.
Your legs rub together unconsciously, begging the resulting friction for warmth. A Saiyan rarely feels so chilled, but it's as if you're iced to your very bones. Vegeta's jaw ticks and he doesn't put much thought into the why before he's stripped off a glove and pressed the back of his rarely-revealed hand against your forehead. His memories of his mother are frighteningly fading, but that is one of the few that holds strong and he can clearly remember of his late mother. He was young and felt awful for perhaps the first time in his life, and her gentle hand measuring his fever did wonders as a cure compared to all the bedrest and tonics.
Your watery eyes meet with Vegeta's as he moves to touch each cheek, his knuckles dragging along your skin and bumping over your nose. Eyes guarded, he turns his head and pulls back his palm. "You're running a fever. Eat now, and take the medicine. You're to be cured by tomorrow, understand?"
This motherfucker is giving my illness orders!
Opting for a dumb nod, your attention focuses on what he's brought you. Nothing too capable of potentially upsetting your stomach, it's easy to devour even with your fatigue crawling back by the second and the shivering from your fever slowly icing you more and more. You can hardly even notice Vegeta's too-quiet demeanor as he stares a hole into the carpeted floor, though to not see such a stoic side of the rather bratty, barbarous man that typically wears a smile of evil would be impossible.
"Done." Voice hardly capable of more than a whisper now, you set the plate aside and, large pill laid out on your tongue, finish off the first of the gallons of water he's thoughtfully provided you.
"Rest." His order is swift and gruff as he turns to leave, but your voice, quiet and unsure, calls for him to linger just a bit longer.
"T-Thank you, V-Vegeta." The tremors of your body are harsh enough to make your teeth audibly clash together, and the thin blanket wrapped around you couldn't possibly be enough to dispel this fever.
Breaking the fever will allow the medicine to work, and a little sigh pulls from his lips. You certainly always manage to break down a barrier he places, and usually it's fully unintentional and unknowing. But he cannot lose the last woman in his life, the last of the Saiyan race, and that's what has him stripping to his underwear and climbing into bed with you.
"'Geets…"
"Speak not a word further. Rest." He grumbles and unravels your wrapped form, inserting himself under the blanket with you. The heat radiating from him nearly makes your head spin as you grab the Prince's body despite how unbecoming this all is. The touch of his body isn't exactly foreign, though it certainly is in the manner of comfort rather than the training you've always known.
Vegeta's hold is tight. It's his duty as your Prince to keep you alive, though the warming of his cheeks when he gets a glimpse of your sleeping face suggests to himself it may not be as noble as he wishes.
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Courting
Character: Piccolo x Sayian Reader (#Gohanwingman)
Summary: Piccolo is trying to show you how he feels.
Piccolo’s eyes dodged around the room anxiously. His hands became sweaty as well as his heart rapidly beating.
“Piccolo, What’s wrong?”
Gohan questions Piccolo being very aware of Piccolo’s anxious state. He has never seen Piccolo like this. Something must be very wrong. Maybe a new fighter has arisen to destroy Earth?
“Courting…”
Piccolo whispers to Gohan. Gohan’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion. What could he possibly mean by courtship? That’s when Gohan sees you entering the room. As if Piccolo’s sweating couldn’t get any worse, it seems like that was a lie. Piccolo’s whole face was drenched.
“Hey Gohan, Hi Piccolo!”
You stood before the two. Gohan says a greeting back but Piccolo stays silent and looks away from you. Noticing Piccolo’s lack of response your lips puckered slightly.
“Gohan, Is your dad here?”
“No, Actually he is training with Vegeta in the time chamber.”
“Ah, Thanks! I’ll see you guys later.”
You were gone as fast as you came in. Gohan turns to Piccolo, having a slight idea of what’s going on.
“Is that what you meant by courting?”
Piccolo nods swiftly. Gohan lets out a little chuckle.
“Ok, I think I can help!”
Attempt #1
The first thing Gohan told Piccolo to do was to bring flowers. So here he was on Kami’s lookout. A bunch of daisies in his hands. Anyone could tell that Piccolo had hand-picked these flowers. Once Piccolo saw you, he grabbed your attention.
“Ahem, these are for you.”
You look between Piccolo’s flustered face and the flowers he has pushed out before him. You tilt your head to the side in confusion.
“What’s all this Piccolo?”
He still didn’t look you in the eye but he did answer.
“I just saw these on my way here. They seem to suit you very well.”
A bright smile formed on your lips, excitement rolling over your whole body.
“Really? You think so! I really do appreciate it.”
You gladly take the small bouquet of flowers and give them a sniff. Despite being from a planet that is always violent, you were shamed by your family for your abnormal behavior of being gentle. Which is why they also sent you with Kakarot to planet Earth to toughen you up. Your personality only blossomed more.
“Y-Y-You’re welcome.”
Piccolo stuttered out, disappearing before you can say anything else. But it was ok, you gladly held the flowers close to your chest.
“Hey, What’s that?”
Goku approaches you, staring down at the flowers. You gladly show him the flowers and proudly state.
“Piccolo gave them to me! He said they suit me.”
Goku stares back at Vegeta, confusion written all over his face.
“What do you need flowers for? We’re training.”
Goku states.
“Stop being mean. They look very nice and I’m glad I got them from Piccolo.”
Vegeta snickers as the realization hits him.
“You must like Piccolo then.”
You shoot Vegeta an alarming glare.
“Keep your mouth shut.”
“Make me.”
“Oh, it’s on!”
Before you lunge towards Vegeta you carefully place the flowers somewhere safe. This time you won’t hold anything back.
“Hey, Don’t forget about me guys!”
Attempt #2
Gohan then told Piccolo that the best thing to do is to achieve a close relationship. The way he can do that is to spend time with you alone. Help you when you need it.
When you’re in need to get wood for your home. Piccolo just so happens to be outside of the forest meditating.
“Oh, Hey Piccolo! It’s so good to see you. Do you mind helping me grab some wood?
Piccolo nods his head curtly and begins to help you carry many huge logs of wood back to your home.
Ever since then, Piccolo has helped you with many errands, from cleaning, training, and even cooking. Such a great help he is.
Attempt #3
Third time is the charm people say. This time Piccolo turns to Vegeta for a little insight on Sayian culture.
“I’m surprised you’re coming to me, Green Man.”
A cocky smirk on Vegeta’s face, his arms already folded before him.
“Listen, I just need a little info on you Sayians.”
A snort leaves Vegeta’s mouth.
“Alright fine, I shall indulge you this time. Sayian women are really attracted to strength. Show her how strong you are and she will surely be drawn to you.”
Gaining this information Piccolo begins to plot a very devious skit to get you to acknowledge Piccolo’s great strength. Piccolo was able to get Gamma 1 and Gamma 2 to basically act evil and try to kill him in your presence.
Once you seen Gamma 1 and 2 attacking Piccolo memories begin to flash before your eyes and rage seeps throughout your body. The energy surrounded you was a bright blue as you zoomed to grab Gamma 1 and had a ki blast growing in your palm directed towards Gamma 2.
“What do you two think your doing?”
Your voice was deep and the words came out like a growl. Piccolo had to tap your shoulder to get you to stop.
“Then why were you guys fighting?!”
Piccolo quickly came clean to you on his plans. You couldn’t help but shake your head, powering down in the process.
“You don’t need to create this scenarios to try to get me to like you. I already do.”
This came to a shock to Piccolo as the tips of his ears begin to brighten red. You float over to him and place a kiss on his cheek, resulting in his whole face blossoming into a red color.
Bonus
“Is it just me or are the two of them been acting weird lately?”
Goku stares at you and Piccolo, the two of you talking happily. Which is really you having a bright smile on your lips and Piccolo nodding very frequently, a small smile on his own face.
“Dad, you are just so clueless.”
Gohan shakes his head. Vegeta’s arms folded as he had a frown on his lips.
“Sometimes I wonder how you and ChiChi even got together.”
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How would the saiyans respond if their s/o flopped on top of them and refused to move?
(Also I love your writings, keep it up 💖)
(After 9000 years I'm here to pop in for one or two requests and then dissappear indefinitely again probably! I apologize for the long wait and I hope you enjoy!)
Goku: His braincells would be fighting over whether to be confused or very happy. He's not sure why you flopped down on him while he was taking a small nap, but hey! Now he gets free cuddles! Probably gets too happy to lay still now tho, so have fun getting comfy on the squirming Saiyan.
Vegeta: Very confused, likely to complain but thoroughly enjoying the attention, even if he doesn't like admiting it. Won't let you get up, after his half assed complaining he gets comfy and if u move at all he grumbles and glares at you. Although it's not often he finds himself laying around anyway, so enjoy your cuddly prince while you can.
Raditz: Very happy, tail wagging, your not moving whether you want to or not. Might tease you for wanting his attention depending on his mood. Highly likely to get squirmy but unlike Goku, will probably just pick you up and carry you around with him wherever he may go. With Raditz, probably to a more comfort place and you wind up with him snoozing on top of you. Make sure your comfortable before letting him fall asleep, he's all muscle, very heavy, and lives for cuddles.
Bardock: Probably let's you guys lay there for a bit before scooching you off of him and doing whatever it is he does in his free time ( probably training more tbh). Unless you're mad strong, your probably not gonna be able to fight very hard for your position. If you whine about it enough he might lay back down but it'll take some borderline groveling. Will ruffle your hair before he goes back to train tho.
Gine: Def wraps her tail around you. She loves cuddling (honestly probably runs in the family) and will happily let you lay on her for as long as you please. Might ask about your day and tell you about hers as well. Honestly very peaceful. If she's in a particularly good mood she may hum little tunes and such.
Broly: More confused than anything. You flopped on him kinda hard, are you okay? Did you mean to do that or did you just fall? Oh, does that mean we're cuddling now? Happy tail wags ensue. He's still not used to the silly little things humans do, but he appreciates them nonetheless. Makes him happy when you give him attention, and it gives him a sense of calm to have you lay on top of him. Probably becomes a regular occurrence.
Turles: Angry. How dare you lay your disgusting body on mine? Highly likely to just shove you off of him. He doesn't enjoy human affection at all. Unless you're ready to fistfight him til the sun sets, he doesn't want it. (He really enjoys the attention but would rather die than admit it, his tail wags for a whole half a second before he wraps it around his waist cause ew, emotions other than hatred and rage.)
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Hey everyone! Welcome to my blog! My name is Beans, and I'm a 21 year old fan-fic writer who specializes in DBZ! I mostly write self-ship stories, but it depends on my mood. My request box is open! I don't bite, I promise! My Master List is found below. I hope you enjoy your stay!
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Vegeta brainrot lets goooo! Can you do number 19 with him? While he has his tail ofc cause what you said really got me thinkng.
Hmm, okay, okay, I see what you're saying Anon. I've got something for you.
Pairing: Vegeta x Fem!Reader
Tags: nsfw, smut, bondage (with tail), rough sex, dirty talk, biting, doggie, creampie, breeding kink
A/N: Him losing his tail is the biggest tragedy in the franchise, he was so hot with it. Every day I want it to come back.
19. “Don’t cover your mouth… I like hearing you.”
For the most part when you had sex Vegeta loved to manhandle you, bending your body in a position best fit to take his thick cock as deep as it was possible. But there were times where he let his hands stay in one place, in this case on your hips, and let his tail wrap around your wrists, rendering you unable to move as he pounded you from behind.
And why did he do this?
Well it was because he noticed you covering your mouth, getting in the way of him fully enjoying the moans you made, the pleasure he gave you, the absolutely sinful sounds you made while he fucked his cum into your womb.
"Stop that." He warned against your neck, his tongue smoothing over the bite he just made, licking up the blood that was dripping down. The soft yet strong tail wrapped around your wrist and pulled your hand away from your mouth, then around the other, holding them tight. "Don't cover your mouth... I like hearing you." He pushed them against the pillow right above your head.
In this position you were forced to bend your back downwards and push your ass further up, resulting in very loud slapping sounds every time he thrust his hips forward, "But Vegeta, I'm... so embaressed."
"Are you now? Whatever for?" He smiled against your ear as one of his hand made its way between your legs, expert fingers pressing over your clit, "From the sounds you're making I'd say you're really enjoying it. It's not just the sound either, the way you're squeezing my cock, so tight even with all my cum in you making it slippery."
"All your cum. There's already so much. If you keep it up I could-" You bit the inside of your cheek, fully knowing what saying the next words would do. The effect it had on the Prince.
Even without them Vegeta started fucking you faster, almost in a frenzy, almost making his cock feel like it was vibrating every time it hit inside of you. His cock might not but the fingers on your clit sure were, "Mhm. Why do you think I've insisted on giving you my seed every night? Did you forget my keen sense of smell? I can smell you're in the perfect time to be breed."
This was probably the closest you'll ever get to him admitting he loves you enough to have a family with you. With how cagey Vegeta can be with his feelings sometimes fucking them out is the only way he can express them towards you. Okay all the time, he needs to do it all the time.
"I want to hear every noise you make while I fuck a baby into you, pump you full of my cum. Moan for me, let your Prince hear you." His fangs returned to their previous spot, his teeth sinking in right in time with his fingers stilling completely on your clit and pressing your lower half towards his, a thick, warm flood of cum flowing into your pussy and womb.
"Please, please, yes, more, Vegeta!" Vegeta didn't need the encouragement but who was he kidding, his ego was stroked as often as his cock, so of course he loved hearing these things from you. "Yes, feels so good to be filled by you!"
By the time he was done he knew he made it, he got you pregnant, in just a few months time you'd begin showing, and you'll look so fucking pretty for your Prince.
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Frieza SFW Alphabet
Notes: First post in 3 years lets go! Decided to go to my roots and hit the old SFW ABC prompt I used years ago
Synopsis: SFW Alphabet Prompt list with my take on Lord Frieza
Word count: ~2900
A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)
Frieza is not one for affection, and you would be a fool if you had expected anything more than that honestly. Despite this, He has his moments that surprise you. His main form of affection is subtle and easily missed, especially if you let your fear and intimidation blind you.
He calls for you to join him. When he is alone and finds it too boring, or if his temper had seemingly flared just moments before, he will call for you. Most should be afraid if this is the case, but not for you, because at this point he just wants your presence to calm him or to just have a chat with. This is his form of affection and although it isn't much, it leaves him satisfied.
The more rare forms of affection appear when hes annoyed with you. If you fail a mission or fuck up, he would shoo the other staff away and claim he would be "Dealing with you" without watchers. Though you are not immune from the harsh words of the reptilian man, he is just as quick to slide something that sounds almost like a backhanded compliment. One moment he's scolding you because a mission went awry, but the next he says that he sent you on it because he expected more from you and to not let his minions drag you to their level.
B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)
This is a slippery slope for most people, and you would likely have to remain on your toes just like every other crewmate. If you seemed to climb up the ranks or proved yourself useful, you might gain his attention. He might interact with you a little to see if you squirm under his gaze, or watch you if a fight breaks out among crewmates just to see how you handle yourself. If all goes right, then you might get the chance to be a little closer to the man.
If that chance happens, You would be one of the few to see just how paranoid that man is. Yes, he is a man who is unbelievably powerful with a strength only few could rival, and yet you would see where his true danger comes from. A paranoia that runs so deep that he is on edge all of the time despite attempting to keep a calm front. Though you'll never be able to mention that to him unless you wanted to be killed where you stood.
C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)
It's an interesting predicament because Frieza cannot stand physical touch. He cringes, snarls at the thought, and just despises it. On the flip side, He enjoys any warmth that he can find because of his reptilian nature.
The only way he would cuddle up to you is if you were extremely warm, nobody was at risk of finding him in such a position, and he was a bit more drained than usual. He would have to initiate the touch, only being drawn in because of your heat, and he might curl up to take a nap. Any little sound would wake him though, and there is a mild risk he attacks you out of impulse but hey. For the moment it's nice.
D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)
No. He will not stop until he is as powerful as he can possibly be. He will not cook because he views it as peasant work, and he would only clean if he is distracting himself by doing other things. He is not a domestic man.
E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)
Death probably. If you broke his trust or if he decided you were no longer useful to him, he would just get rid of you and end your life. That way he never has to worry about you betraying him or helping an enemy. It's the safest as well as an easy option in his mind.
F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)
Frieza is not one to look towards marriage as a sign of love or affection. If you wanted to be married just because, he would deny it. The only way you could possibly marry Frieza is if it was in the form of a business deal. A way to benefit him through giving him something through your hand in marriage.
His father on the other hand would be thrilled to hear that he would be married, but that is truly about it.
G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)
If you break the mold and actually gain Friezas trust, you would actually be able to see that he can be gentle. The man is elegant and holds himself to a high standard. There is a beauty in knowing that your touch can demolish worlds, and yet his touch can be surprisingly delicate when he is calm.
Now when he is upset? His grip can break bones and he will tug you around if you aren't listening. His words can be cold and even cruel. He is not gentle when it comes to his speech as he has no reason to sugar coat anything.
H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)
He doesn't like hugs, but it's a similar deal with cuddling as well. He hates them and will not admit to liking them, until his face is buried in your body somewhere and hes clinging to you cause you're warm. The idea of being touched so casually makes his skin crawl but at the same time…he really likes the warmth.
I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)
He likely wouldn't ever say it. The concept of love is something he has always been disgusting to him and has always been viewed by him as a useless weak spot. With that being said, the most I think he would say verbally is "I am fond of you" which is as close to love as that man will have.
J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)
Frieza is a possessive man who doesn't like when other people play or try to toy with things he deems as his. Because of this, he is prone to being extremely jealous. He initially takes it out on you, accusing you of being unfaithful or being promiscuous but after some time of you proving your loyalty to him, he would instead turn this attention to others and take his wrath out on them.
K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)
Friezas kisses come extremely few and far between. As a man who hates physical affection, the only time you'd find him kissing you is when his heat is right on the cusp of starting. During that time, he is more likely to engage in physical touch and affections to help relieve himself during that time. Typically he would end up smashing his lips against yours before whimpering against you all while his hands grip your armor tight. The kisses almost always start harsh and a bit sloppy only to melt into something a bit more gentle and needy.
Outside of those desire filled kisses, the only other time he would let you kiss him is when hes half asleep or cuddled up to you. If you're quick enough, you could plant a little peck to his lips and he wouldn't complain.
L = Little ones (How are they around children?)
He doesn't do well with children. They don't listen, They destroy things, and they cry a lot. To him, Children are weak little annoying fleshbags of life that serve no purpose other than to annoy him.
M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)
On the rare mornings where you wake up alongside him, you'll find him curled up on your chest since he craves your body heat. You'll have a hard time leaving since the reptilian man would grumble a demand that you stay for a moment since your warmth made him comfortable. After a bit of time, Frieza would wake up on his own and sit up, clearly not amused by having to be awake. That is how you discover that Frieza is not a morning person.
N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)
Nights with Frieza typically are calm. He may call you to his chambers to discuss the day with you or talk about what the next day may hold, but after a while there is a chance that he would tell you to lock the door and stay for the night since he feels calmer in your presence. He might have tea made for you both so you can just relax and unwind. Rarely, itll result in Frieza cuddling into your body for warmth and falling asleep, but most nights you would both bid farewell once tea is done to rest on your own.
O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)
Frieza is a man who only lets people know what they need to about himself. He lets his reputation do the majority of the speaking for him so when it comes to genuine discoveries about him, he is slow and cautious. It would take lots of time and trust for him to reveal how he truly feels about certain things or to know him past the surface level.
P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)
The man has some patience but it can be run thin quickly. He hates waiting for things when he wants it, and will make demands or be prone to having one of his meltdowns where people or things can be destroyed. Though his mood heavily determines this.
Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)
Surprisingly, Frieza remembers a lot. The man listens to everything intently and would remember the little things, though he would brush it off by saying it's because he hates when people repeat themselves since it wastes his time. But the man would listen and be aware of what you said at all times.
R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)
Though Frieza would never admit it out loud, I do think he would enjoy the very rare moments where he is cuddled into your arms just enjoying your warmth as he takes a nap. It's an oddly peaceful moment for him where he feels protected and doesn't have to be paranoid that somebody is trying to overthrow him or trying to kill him.
S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)
He would protect you in ways that would be subtle. He would break up fights if you were involved and were being ganged up on, he would punish those who try to slander you, and he would go out of his way to ensure your safety on his ship. That being said, he also will not interfere if it becomes too commonplace or if its a minor skirmish.
As for larger battles, he would protect you if he didn't feel threatened personally. He would have to view you as an asset at this point and losing you to some goons would set him back. In the end though, he values his own life above all else so don't rely on him to sacrifice himself for you.
T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)
Dates are something that he would not admit would happen, but there would be little moments where he would request your presence. He might pull you aside to share a meal as you both discuss things happening on the ship, or the next planet up for trade. He may request you join him as he goes to explore a new island because he trusts that you can hold your own alongside him if anything goes wrong, or that you would protect him if he doesn't want to get his hands dirty. They wouldn't exactly be high effort, but the fact he requested for you would be a lot for Frieza.
U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)
He is very paranoid and can be accusatory. If he notices the smallest thing is off, he will get paranoid. At first, his questions seem like they're coming from a place of curiosity as he calmly asks you why something has happened, or about the new rumor he heard on the ship. If he thinks that you are lying or are hiding something, You can prepare for him to attempt to intimidate you, but after a while of knowing him though, you realize he is doing this as a way to protect himself.
V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)
He is EXTREMELY vain. He takes extreme care of himself and values his appearance greatly, especially in his final "true" form since it is something few have seen. He goes out of his way to ensure that he looks both intimidating as well as beautiful.
W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)
Frieza has seen so many come and go in his life so I don't believe he would feel incomplete if you were gone or had died, but I do think every now and then he would think of you and sigh a little since you did make his life a little easier when you were there. It would be small and a rare thing to have happen, but he would miss you for a moment before going back to whatever he was doing.
X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)
Frieza suffers from PTSD because of the Legend of the Super Saiyan becoming true in front of him, which he knew deep down meant his inevitable downfall. This lessens as time goes on, but after his death at the hands of Goku, he could be triggered and have a PTSD episode. This usually leaves him shaking, wide eyed, and struggling to remain composed. he would be more prone to attacking impulsively in an attempt to just destroy whatever is threatening him at that moment.
Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)
He doesn't handle secrets well as he is too paranoid for his own good. If he believes you are being secretive or sly, he might approach it one of two ways. He will rather approach you and be upfront, asking you if you are hiding anything and if there is a reason why your behavior has been off, which is his way of giving you the opportunity to be truthful with him if you are misbehaving. Or, he will send spies to subtly watch and report back to him after your every move which may eventually lead to an explosive downfall on your end.
Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)
Frieza sleeps on his stomach. His tail might sway a little in his sleep or wrap around something, but he always has to rest on his stomach. He also tends to find really warm areas to sleep in, so don't expect to be in long clothes anytime soon if you are resting with him.
#Frieza x reader#Lord Frieza#Frieza X male reader#Frieza X GN reader#DBZ x reader#DBZ x GN reader#DBZ x male reader
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