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please my prince (vegeta x reader)
tags: vegeta x time patroller! reader, vegeta x saiyan! reader, mentor-mentee dynamic, afab reader
warnings: explicit content, MDNI; he’s kinda mean but not too bad, good girl, princess, bitch... but no spoilers for the fun stuff
Vegeta had loved the female Saiyan battle suits since the day he hit puberty. The briefs left little to the imagination, showing off many warriors’ favorite assets. Though the story was that they allowed the most freedom of movement, attracting the eye of a potential mate was never too far from a Saiyan’s mind. As you stood in front of Vegeta stretching during a lull in your training session together, he admired your cheeky attire. You had the firm glutes and quads of a powerful warrior, after all. Your efforts shouldn’t go unappreciated. And they certainly didn’t.
Though your training sessions were productive, they were always plagued with an air of tension. As noble a warrior as he was, Vegeta was not immune to the wiles of a female, especially one of his own Saiyan heritage. Something inside him stirred at the sight of your tail swishing, hypnotizing him and making him wish he still had a tail of his own to flirt back at you with. His mind-numbing attraction to you made training sessions an exercise in self-control. When was the last time he had even seen a female Saiyan, let alone one of your impressive power? What would happen if he overstepped the line and made a move on you?
Little did he know, you also struggled to maintain your composure around him. With his widow’s peak and chiseled body, he was a living picture of Saiyan perfection. His narrow waist and hips were well balanced by wide shoulders and a tower of wild hair. His silhouette made you claw half-moons into your palms at the sight. How could any man be so fucking hot?
It was quite the privilege to train with him, too. Only a handful of Time Patrollers had adequate power levels to satisfy the prince. You had the honor of becoming his first Saiyan trainee, garnering special treatment, but not with extra leeway or praise. Vegeta’s regimen bordered on cruel, only because he knew you could handle it. He saw the fire, the passion for battle that blazed in your rich black eyes. He felt the immense power behind your blows. He heard the rage of the oozaru in your battle cry.
“Saiyan men crave strong women,” he recalled telling Kakarot once, and there was no denying it. You were strong. And he craved you.
Many shameful nights, he had gone to the locker room showers at the Patroller Academy with a raging erection thanks to you. Too proud to relent, however, he opted for a cold shower rather than gratify himself. Tonight was shaping up to have the same outcome. The sun had set and the gymnasium at the academy had long since cleared out, leaving only you and your mentor to train on the wrestling mats. The air conditioner had kicked off after dark, leaving you to pine over a shirtless Vegeta with drops of sweat racing down his pecs. You breathed deeply into your stretch, closing your eyes and folding forward to touch your toes. Vegeta closed his eyes too, if only to keep them off your ass. He still had plenty of combinations left to drill into you, he couldn’t deal with a hard-on now. There would be no hiding it in his compression shorts.
“Come on, you’ve slacked off long enough,” he said, pinching the bridge of his nose. “I’m sick of you wasting my damn time. Run the last combo again.”
You continued to stretch, unperturbed. “I’m feeling tight and trying to avoid pulling a muscle,” you snarled. “Plus, I know you’re enjoying the view.”
Vegeta’s face caught on fire, making him turn his back to you. “Shut the hell up, woman! The only thing I’m enjoying is knocking some sense into that smart mouth of yours.”
The tip of your tail twitched and your heart began to race. If there was one thing a Saiyan loved as much as a physical fight, it was a good verbal spar.
“Yeah yeah, I might take you more seriously if you had landed a solid blow on me today. Pretty sure I’ve blocked just about everything you’ve thrown at me,” you said.
Vegeta scoffed and turned back to you. Annoyed, he kneed you in the butt, knocking you off balance. You squealed and rolled forward into a somersault.
“The fuck was that for?” you asked, peering up from the ground at a smug mentor.
“Didn’t block that one, did you?” Vegeta said, raising an eyebrow.
You rolled your eyes. “I could have swept you if I wanted. But I don’t want to continue to show up my own teacher. He’s got an ego the size of this planet, don’t want to bruise it.”
“Just get off your lazy ass and run the combo!” he roared as he stood over you. “Why the hell I tolerate you, I don’t even know.”
You smirked and got to your feet, wrapping your tail around your waist. “Like I said, you enjoy the view, Prince.”
Unamused, he came at you with a flurry of powerful blows before you were ready. You managed to dodge and block them, then came in with the combination you had been practicing. He blocked then countered with a swift palm strike, sending you flying. You landed on your feet, then launched back at your mentor, throwing in a wicked elbow straight for his head. With almost no effort, Vegeta slipped past you and kicked with a grunt. You barely leaned back in time, watching his muscled calf fly straight past your nose. Before you could recover, he grabbed a fistful of your black hair and smashed your face into the mat, knee on your spine for good measure. You groaned and tried to get up to no avail.
“Pathetic,” Vegeta growled. “Bragging about your blocking ability but you didn’t see that coming.”
“Because that was a dirty move, Jeet.”
He scoffed and pressed his knee harder into your back. “Do you think Frieza fights clean? Or how about Janemba? Or maybe you think Broly will fight honorably?”
You continued to struggle between his weight and the floor but he kept you pinned. You looked up at him over your shoulder as he leaned down to your ear.
“You’re weak. Just admit you can’t handle my training and give up.”
“Fuck you,” you grumbled.
“Huh? Couldn’t quite hear that, sweetheart. You want me to go easy on you because you’re no stronger than an infant earthling?”
Your nostrils flared and you clawed into the mat. Rage bloomed from deep within you and your hair began to glow blonde.
“I said fuck you Vegeta!” you roared as you threw him off and across the mat. A glint of pride flickered across Vegeta’s face as he stood and barreled towards you with another attack.
You traded blow after blow, matching his power and speed. You gritted your teeth as you sparred and he continued to block your every move.
“That’s it! Push it harder! This is your life you’re fighting for! I’ll send you through the roof if you hold back on me!” Vegeta yelled in your face. He watched as your eyes glowed with intensity in Super Saiyan form, hitting your stride as you fought.
You grunted with each strike, crying out in annoyance as he easily deflected you, then gave you a shove just to show how much of a gap there still was between your power levels. Teeming with frustration, you balled your fists and breathed deep, building your energy.
“I’m not holding back!” you barked with a fully charged punch. You caught your mentor on the cheek, but just barely, causing him to stumble for a moment. You lunged in with a swift knee to his solar plexus, driving him straight back and onto the ground. One knee on his chest and the other by his hip, you pinned him to the mat, crossing a forearm over his neck and holding one of his thick biceps down. His eyes narrowed as you panted over him like a raging bull, a smirk tugging at the corner of your mouth.
“That punch was not part of the combo,” he snarled.
“Oh, I’m sorry, Princess. Did you think I was gonna fight clean?”
“Tch, you damn brat!”
Vegeta’s eyes flashed blue, his hair flaring to a brilliant gold as he quickly reversed your positions, rolling you onto your back. He grabbed your wrists and pinned them next to your head while he straddled one of your legs. His face was dangerously close to yours before you knew what happened.
Your breaths mingled in the thin air between you. Hearts beating wildly, you watched the inky black return to his irises as yours did the same. You unwrapped your tail from your waist and allowed it to brush against Vegeta’s leg. The golden glow faded from you both and you realized just what you were feeling against your thigh.
“V… Vegeta, are you…” you panted.
The look in his eye grew dark as his gaze darted to your lips. Bristling with a different energy, you extended your neck to meet him with a searing hot kiss.
His grip on your wrists grew tight as he mashed his lips back against yours. He allowed his weight to press into you as you kissed, his tongue beginning to explore.
“The hell was that for?” he breathed against your mouth. Your tongue met his and teased him, drawing him into you.
“You were practically begging for it.” He let go of your wrists to tangle one hand in your hair, giving him leverage to attack your mouth just how he wanted. His tongue was hot yet soft, enticing you to chase and play along. Your hands couldn’t stay off his body. You traced down his sides, feeling the dips between his sculpted muscles. You made your way to his hips, then his taut buttocks, gripping and urging him to drag his hardened cock against your leg. Vegeta chuckled.
“A prince begs for nothing, you damn minx,” he growled.
You moaned as his tongue swirled against yours. “Tell me you’ll fuck me, Vegeta.”
He kissed his way to your neck, sucking and nibbling your tender flesh. “Hmph, now who’s begging?”
You whined as his free hand started to explore over your breastplate. “I… I’m not begging.”
“Really?” He chuckled darkly. “Then what do you call those noises, hm?”
You started to move your hips, searching for friction against your throbbing clit. “I’m not some submissive little girl,” you said.
Vegeta stilled your hip and sucked a mark onto your collar bone. “No, you’re just a Saiyan bitch in heat who wants the prince to satisfy her.”
You roughly grabbed a handful of his hair and yanked him back to your mouth. “I’m not that desperate, especially not for you.”
He denied your kiss and held your gaze. “Your actions speak louder than your words, woman,” he said, ghosting a finger over your slit. Your throat tightened as he pressed against your throbbing clit, trying not to let him know just how needy you really were. But as he locked his eyes with yours, you couldn’t ignore the intense, pulsing desire you felt for him, allowing a moan to fall from your lips.
“Fuck, so what if I am?” you whined. “What if I do want you that bad?”
He smirked. “You gave in to me so easily. Why the hell should I reward you?”
“Because you want me, too.”
He snickered and graced you with a rough kiss.
“You think you’re that special, huh?” he said.
You gave his lower lip a gentle bite, eliciting a low groan and hard drag of his cock against your leg.
“Not really. But I think I know a horny man when I see one.”
Vegeta smirked and repositioned himself between your legs, humping against your clothed core agonizingly slowly. A hot breath escaped you and your nails dug into his hips.
“Mm, Vegeta,” you moaned.
“You’re going to take me like a good girl, you got it?” he asked, creating a blissful rhythm against you. You nodded. “And you’re going to let your prince use you just how he wants, right?”
You nodded again. “Yes. You can have me Prince Vegeta.” Pleasure was building quickly as he dry humped you. Your whines echoed through the empty gym, reminding you that anyone could walk in at any moment.
Another desperate kiss betrayed the prince’s feelings: he needed you, too. He stripped off your armor, leaving you in a strappy sports bra and your briefs. He rolled you onto your stomach and ran his hands up the backs of your thighs.
“If it wasn’t for this perfect ass of yours, we wouldn’t be in this situation,” he said, thumbs brushing against the bottom of your buttocks. He gave a light smack, making you bite your lip and wiggle your hips.
“I knew you loved it,” you teased. He gave a harder smack as your tail began to flit excitedly.
He removed your briefs slowly, revealed your muscular ass in all its glory. “The fact that it belongs to the hottest Saiyan woman I’ve ever seen doesn’t hurt either.”
You grinned as he tossed your briefs aside, his eyes devouring your drooling slit. Your tail swished with an enticing rhythm. Vegeta couldn’t keep his hands off you and he ran his calloused palms over the developing spank mark before gliding a fingertip over your most sensitive parts.
“Need it, my prince,” you sighed.
His cock ached. “You’ll get it when I decide you’re ready.”
He plunged a finger deep into your velvetty walls, but it only served to make you want more. You craved the deep stretch his cock would provide. Vegeta twisted his wrist as he withdrew his finger, then penetrated back into you with force. The slick, shiny arousal coated his finger and began to drip down his knuckle as it rammed against you. Your tail wrapped tightly around his wrist, urging him to continue.
He positioned you with one leg bent up and your ass arched high into the air, a gorgeous angle to see your aching pussy. Impatient and painfully hard, Vegeta added a second finger, scissoring the pair apart as he pulled out from you. The pressure against your insides caused you to cry out and press your forehead hard into the mat. You balled your fists and moaned his name as he gradually stretched you further.
“Please, need your cock,” you breathed between moans. Vegeta gave a dark chuckle and began removing his shorts. You watched him over your shoulder, his cock heavy and thick as it sprang free. You salivated at the sight.
“Can I have you in my mouth?” you asked, starting to sit up.
He grabbed the back of your neck and returned your face to the mat. “No. I want you like this. Now get your ass up nice and high for me.”
You obeyed, arching your back to display your cunt for the prince. He kept his hand on your neck as he caressed your backside, then allowed his cock to rest against you.
“Good girl. Now take me. Take me like the bitch you are.”
He teased your entrance with his cockhead, dragging it to brush against your clit then back to your awaiting slit. On his knees over you, he firmly started pressing the head into you, watching it disappear, then reappear with your arousal covering it. He moaned your name in praise as he pushed himself in further.
“That’s it, take my cock,” he panted. Your back muscles clenched as he sheathed himself.
“Fuuuuck, you feel so good!” you cried. “Fuck me Prince, please.”
Vegeta’s hips rocked into yours as he bottomed out, giving you the delicious stretch you craved. Your tail instinctively wrapped around one of his thighs as he withdrew. Your eyes squeezed shut in pleasure as the prince worked up to a rough rhythm, pounding you into the mat.
“Ahh! Fuck yes, fuck yes Vegeta,” you moaned as your hands clawed the mat for purchase. You dug your elbows in and threw your hips back against him as he fucked you, flesh smacking flesh in a sinful sound that echoed off the concrete walls.
“Your cunt is perfect,” he grunted. “Fucking perfect.” He watched each thrust ripple through your ass, driving his quickly approaching orgasm. Laying over you, he kissed, sucked and bit at your shoulders as he fucked you. His cock drove deep and hard making you whine in delight.
“Keep making those sounds for me, princess,” he commanded in your ear. “Knew you’d be a good girl, knew you’d beg for your prince.”
“Mm, anything for you Vegeta. Wanted you to fill me up for so long!”
His speed and power increased as he neared his climax. His breaths were short, exasperated gasps of pleasure accentuated by groans and moans from deep in his throat.
“You want me to cum in your tight little cunt? That what you want?” he asked, biting at your ear. You couldn’t even form words and only nodded and moaned.
He grunted with a fiery passion as he pounded you with bruising force. He held your hip firmly in place, fucking you like he’d never get another chance. His sounds became more broken, more honeyed until he finally snapped his pelvis against your plush ass with a guttural moan.
“Gahh, ahh ah ahh!” Vegeta cried out, nearly knocking the breath out of you as he came with powerful final thrusts. You whimpered beneath him, squeezing his pulsing cock with your walls. He panted desperately as he came down from his high, collapsing fully onto you while staying sheathed in your heat. As your tail loosened its grip on his thigh, he reached down to twirl it between his fingers. The intimate gesture filled your stomach with warmth as he laid his weight into you. Once the prince caught his breath, he brushed your wild hair away and nuzzled into the back of your neck.
“Fucking perfect, perfect little cunt. But now that I’ve gotten my way,” his voice rasped. “It’s your turn, my princess.” Your heart jolted at his suggestion.
“Not tapping out?” you chuckled as he played with your tail.
He scoffed. “Just because I come first doesn’t mean you don’t come at all. Need to feel you shaking in my arms.”
Vegeta finally pulled out from your pussy, causing his cum to spill out and onto the mat, leaving you empty, but not yet spent. You rolled onto your back and sat up, finally stripping off your bra. The prince’s eyes grew hungry at the sight of your breasts. Vegeta returned his lips to yours in a slow, sensual kiss, surprising you after how forcefully he had fucked you. His hands roamed all over your neck, into your hair, over your nipples as he lapped at your tongue. You wrapped your arms around his muscled shoulders, pressing chest to chest as you made out, steamy breaths in between kisses.
Vegeta sat back on the mat with his legs wide and invited you to sit between them, back against his firm pectorals and abs. He brushed your hair away and bit your ear before breathing sweet nothings into it.
“You’re beautiful,” he whispered. “So incredibly sexy, it’s been driving me mad.” You sighed as his hands caressed your skin, kneading your thigh and breast as he kissed your neck. “Took you damn long enough to make your move, you know,” he said.
You laughed and melted into his touch like a wilting flower. “Oh, you know Saiyan women. We like to tease. But I just couldn’t keep my hands off you any longer.”
Vegeta licked and sucked your skin, his head dizzy at the soft mewls you let out. His fingers began to tease your sensitive entrance, still slick with his cum. He traced around the perimeter, then upward over your clit. You shuddered and moaned.
“That’s it, princess. Let me make you tremble,” he growled.
He pinched and pulled at your nipple with one hand and worked your pussy with the other, dipping his fingers deep inside and using the heel of his palm to rub your clit. You writhed against his chest and clawed into his thigh while he twirled your tail around his hand. He gave it a light squeeze, sending a pulse of pleasure up through your spine.
“Mnnh, Vegeta, you’re so fucking good,” you breathed as he finger-fucked you. You matched his rhythm with your hips as the intensity began building. You turned your head to the side and kissed him feverishly, moaning into his mouth. The taste of his tongue was addicting.
His fingers slid into you with the most perfect friction, hitting your sweet spot thrust after thrust. Vegeta wrapped an arm around your waist, as if any space between your bodies was too much. He pressed his head against yours as you chased and humped his hand. You clutched his bulging forearm, guiding him to touch you just right.
Feeling the steady approach of white-hot bliss, you squealed. “Mm! Gonna cum!”
“Do it. Cum for me. Cum for your prince.”
You called his name, clinging to him tightly as the rush came. “Haaahhh, fuck Vegeta!” you cried out. Your back arched like a cracking whip and shock waves of sweet euphoria crashed over you. Your body quaked just like he wanted, making him chuckle in pride.
“That’s it,” he cooed in your ear as he stroked your tail and nuzzled against you. You clenched his fingers within you as he pressed his palm into your clit, coaxing out more shuddering pleasure. “That’s my princess.”
“Goddamn, that was so good,” you praised, collapsing into him completely as the aftershocks pulsed through you.
He kissed your shoulder, licking the salt of your sweat. “You’re too fucking loud, you brat. You want the whole city to know what we’re up to?”
You laughed and shoved Vegeta to the ground so you could lay on top of him. “I don’t give a shit. They deserve to know who made me cum so hard.”
He smirked and held you against his sweaty chest. “Damn right.”
“And you weren’t exactly quiet either, Prince of all Saiyans,” you teased, feeling his cock had hardened again. You reached down to stroke it, but he caught your wrist and brought it to his lips.
“I have self-control when I need to.” He closed his eyes and kissed your wrist and fingers. “We should hit the showers for the night.”
You hummed and nodded in agreement. “Yeah, you made quite a mess of me. Thought you might be interested in another round, but if you don’t have the stamina-”
His eyes shot open and he squeezed your hand. “I didn’t say we should hit the showers separately, did I?”
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Welcome back everyone. And welcome to anyone new. I'm back… yet again. New year… I won't say it again. I jinxed myself last year. As always, DM's/Comments are always open if you have any comments, questions, or concerns. I'd also like to thank everyone for the constant support. It means a lot.
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Chapter 16
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Gohan rushes over to your side with Krillin in tow. "Wow, Y/N. You really held your own against Frieza. I'm impressed." Krillin praises you.
"Ya, it was so cool!" Gohan exclaims. "I had no idea you were that strong."
"And talk about that transformation." Krillin continues to fawn over your brief display of abilities. "It was unreal."
"I lost." You scowl at the pair in disgust. You swear there's something psychologically wrong with them. This isn't the first time you've seen them praise failure. It's one of their many odd behaviors that you've managed to observe.
Kakarot and Frieza stand mere inches apart, sizing each other up. You never thought this day would come. You've been reduced to nothing more than one of Kakarot's accessories. You feel ill. Piccolo turns to the others, a hint of concern in his voice. "All four of us need to get out of here and go somewhere safe. Quickly."
Gohan and Krillin nod at the Namekian. "Get him, dad! Make him pay for what he did!" It's kinda cute how much the boy admires his father. In a way, it reminds you of the way Vegeta was with your own. Obviously, your brother was far less endearing.
Now, you all stand much farther away. Well, the other three stand. You don't have the energy. Damn, going Super Saiyan is a real energy drainer. "I'm quite surprised." Frieza chuckles with a hint of amusement in his voice.
"And why's that?" Goku asks.
"I've never seen Y/N so fond of someone before." Frieza's gaze jumps from you to Kakarot. "Lord knows Jeice tried."
"That weird little red guy?" Goku looks back, his eyes locking on you. You meet his gaze, glaring daggers at him. "I don't think she likes me that much." He chuckles, turning back to Frieza.
"I differ. Not even her precious Raditz would've gotten away with a stunt like that. I'm surprised she even allowed you to hold her."
"What are they talking about?" Gohan turns to Krillin, who just shrugs. Piccolo, however, has a faint smirk dancing on his lips. You've heard that Namkeians have a heightened sense of hearing. So whatever Frieza and that buffoon are discussing, it must be amusing enough to put a momentary pause on the Namkeian's brooding.
The epic battle between Goku and Frieza begins. They trade blows back and forth, creating rubble across the terrain as they go. You want nothing more than to watch Kakarot wipe the floor with that monster, but you're struggling. You can barely keep your eyes open. So much has happened today. You're both physically and mentally drained. "Y/N?" Gohan turns to you. "Are you alright?"
"Never better." You faintly grin at him.
"Maybe we should get her back to the ship." Krillin looks at Gohan skeptically.
"Touch me, and you won't have to worry about Frieza. I'll end you myself." Krillin gulps, diverting his gaze back onto the battlefield. Even injured, the human is still terrified of you. It's comforting.
Frieza manages to get the upper hand on Goku, knocking the Saiyan into the water. Far too much time for comfort passes. Something's off. You try to focus on his energy, yet you come up flat. You must be weaker than you thought. Maybe Kakarot came up somewhere else? Adrenaline kicks in. You hop up onto your feet without a second thought. "You shouldn't be standing!" The brat scolds you, rushing to your side. "You're too weak."
"This isn't right," Krillin mutters. "Goku should've come up for air by now."
"He's fine. I've been tracking his energy." Gohan assures him as he supports your weight, desperately trying to get you to sit back down. "You heard that right, Y/N. My dad is fine. You don't need to worry about him, alright."
"I'm not worried about Kakarot." You scoff. "If your idiot father insists on getting himself killed, so be it."
"You don't have to say it. I know you care. If you didn't, you would've left already." You grimace, your eyes locking back onto the water. If Kakarot's still under there, he must have a plan. But then again, it's Kakarot. From what you've been able to understand, his plans don't ever seem to have much consistency.
What the hell? The large body of water begins to illuminate. You're not very familiar with Namek's aquatic life, but you're pretty sure none of the creatures here glow. Three balls of energy shoot out of the water. Collectively striking Frieza and knocking him down. Wow. Kakarot may be smarter than you give him credit for. Though you'd never say that to his face.
However, Frieza isn't down for long, quickly jumping back onto his feet. With ease Frieza, lifts a boulder the size of a small island. He tosses the rock into the air, shooting it straight at Goku. The Saiyan manages to catch it. But struggles with the sheer mass of the bolder. He's pushed into another mountain, trapping him between the terrain.
Not even a second passes before Goku shoots a beam, the rock fracturing around him. Allowing the man to easily escape. "You fell for it!" Frieza laughs manically.
Frieza's trapped Kakarot in some sort of bubble. You didn't know the freak had an ability like that. He kicks Goku back and forth as if he was a ball. You'd probably find this situation amusing if this was anyone other than Frieza. The pair continue to go back and forth, causing the whole planet to shake.
The winds pick up, causing their audience to be blown back. You and Piccolo managed to maintain your center of gravity, but the other two went flying. Krillin grabs onto a tree, and Piccolo grabs Gohan by the fabric of his attire. "They're causing an earthquake?" Krillin shouts, clinging onto the tree for dear life.
"But we're not on Earth... so is it still called an earthquake? Maybe it's called a namekquake?" Gohan chuckles.
"I don't think the technicalities really matter right now, Gohan!" Krllin tightens his grip. "Especially if we all die!" The planet stills, causing Krillin to land flat on his face. You laugh at his incompetence. How the hell has he even survived this long? It must be because of the Dragon Balls.
"That's not even the half of it. Frieza could destroy this planet in one blast if he wanted to. He certainly has the power." Piccolo says, his stoic expression not wavering.
"So he's just toying with us?" Krillin glances at Frieza through his peripheral vision. "That bastard."
"He's having fun with Kakarot." You scoff. "We're just a bonus."
Gohan frowns, furrowing his brows. "I-Is my dad gonna be okay?"
"Frieza's not the only one holding back." Piccolo's gaze moves onto Goku. "Look for yourselves."
"Dad!" The boy chuckles. The Namekian may be correct, but you've heard the rumors about Frieza. And if there's any validity to them, this isn't even a speck of Frieza's true power.
Your eyes wander around the rubble of Namek, and you see something... well, someone. For a split second, you thought it was Vegeta. But their build is shorter and far too slim. The name pops into your mind sooner than you'd care to admit. Tarble? You feel as if you're falling further and further into a bottomless abyss.
Your brother is dead... both of them are. Tarble's been dead for years. There's no way he survived in space all on his own. And if the slim chance he did, this would be the last place he'd be. He would never actively look for a fight or put himself in danger. He was always far too timid, far too afraid. Back on your home planet, people would refer to him as your shadow. Wherever you were, Tarble was just two steps behind. Just like... your shadow. You try not to think about him much. But once in a blue moon, thoughts of him slip into your mind. You can't help it.
"Y/N?" Gohan looks at you, concern shining in his eyes. "Are you okay?"
"You look like you've seen a ghost." Krillin's expression mirrors Gohan's.
"Ya, it's nothing." You shake your head, squinting your eyes. "I just
thought I saw something."
"What did you see?" Gohan turns his head in the direction you were fixated on, only to find nothing.
"I'm just delirious. My eyes are playing tricks on me." You close your eyes, massaging your temples. And just like that, the image is gone. You're losing what's left of your mind.
"Are you sure?" Krillin asks. You nod, not wanting to spend another second on this topic. You direct your attention back onto the battle.
As the battle continues, you hear a motor of some kind. It's heading straight for you. Your head darts towards the source. It's the Earth woman on some sort of pink vehicle. Has she lost her damn mind? She jumps onto the ground, landing in a v-shaped pose. "A perfect ten!" Her voice is more gravelly than you remember. Wait a second. You'd recognize that dorky pose anywhere... It's Ginyu.
"Bulma!" Krillin yelps. "What are you doing here? Do you have any idea how dangerous this place is?" 'Bulma' has his back turned to him, seemingly not listening to a thing he says. You doubt Ginyu even knows her name. "Bulma? Are you even listening to me?"
"Huh? Who's that?" You were right. That fool took her body without even learning her name. Oh, this is great. You begin to laugh hysterically, wiping tears from your eyes. After the day you've had, you really needed this.
"Y/N? What's so funny?" Gohan asks.
"This is the best thing to ever happen on this damn planet. It's so amusing that it hurts." You grab your stomach, wincing in pain from laughing so hard.
"Bulma, you can't be here!" Krillin scolds the false Bulma. "Goku and Frieza are having it out. You need to find somewhere to hide."
"Really?" 'Bulma' jumps up in excitement, moving closer to the direction of the battle.
"Hold on!" Krillin shouts. "Don't just waltz over there. It's too dangerous."
"Lord Frieza in his ultimate form." Ginyu looks on in awe, fangirling over his boss. "Wow. It's magnificent! Frieza's body is reacting to the Saiyan's power!"
Gohan and Krillin share a look. "Bulma?"
A frog leaps in front of Gohan, jumping into his arms. The animal attempts to communicate with him. Making several croaking sounds and lots of gestures. Wait. If Ginyu is in Bulma's body, then Bulma must be... she's the damn frog! Oh, if only Raditz could see this. He'd get a kick out of it. You can practically hear his brash laughter ringing in your ears.
Gohan's eyes widen. "I get it now. You're that Ginyu guy. It's beyond dangerous out here, little buddy. If I were you, I'd find a nice sturdy rock to climb under."
"This is bad," As you watch the battle, Piccolo speaks for the first time in a while. "The gap between their strength is widening."
"It... It can't be." Krillin and Gohan share an uneasy look as Bulma laughs maniacally.
"Bulma?" Krillin questions again, this time more concerned than ever.
"His Lordship Frieza does not disappoint. Victory is his."
"Enough of this. Who are you?" Piccolo questions. Looks like one of the members of Team Kakarot has finally caught on.
"Cap--" Ginyu's hands fling over his mouth, stopping him from finishing his sentence. He struggles to pose in the unfamiliar feminine frame. But quickly, he maneuvers into a fighting stance. His attention concentrated on the Namekian.
"Look out, Piccolo!" Krillin shouts. Unfortunately for Piccolo, the warning comes just a second too late.
"Change now!"
"Head's up!" Gohan shouts, tossing the frog-morphed human straight into the line of fire.
Once the blinding light disperses, everyone's eyes lock on Bulma. Who's standing there frozen in shock. Which means Ginyu must be... You look down to the floor and catch the frog scampering away. You shake your head and snicker. What a coward.
"That was a close one, huh?" Gohan chuckles.
"Ya... If I only knew what happened." The Namekian scratches his head. He seems a bit dazed.
"I'm back! Inner and outer beauty are in perfect harmony once again!" The woman jumps around in pure joy. You'd think being a slimy frog, even just for a few minutes, would've taught her a lesson about vanity. Looks like she hasn't learned a damn thing.
"We're all overjoyed for you. But look, you need to get out of here and find someplace to hide. This is the absolute last place you want---" A harsh gust of wind interrupts Krillin, blasting Bulma back.
Gohan gasps. "Bulma!"
"Save me!" The woman shouts as she's flung up into the air out of view."
You watch in horror as Frieza splits the ground in two, carving a massive trench in the landscape. It extends as far as your eyes can see, even through the waters. You always knew Frieza was the most powerful being you've ever encountered. Yet, this is the first time you've ever contemplated the level of strength he truly possesses. Because viewing him as the strongest being you've ever met is no longer sufficient enough.
"Did that really just happen? This is starting to seem like a one-sided fight." Krillin comments.
"Of course it does. Frieza is stronger than any of us could've even prepared for. The look on Y/N's face should tell you all you need to know. I don't think even she anticipated this." The other two turn to you as Piccolo speaks. The look of dismay clear across your features. "There's nothing else we can do now. He's just too powerful." You never thought you'd see it. It's as if the Namekian has given up entirely. He seems different than he was on Earth. You can't exactly put your finger on it, but something has changed.
The battle, more appropriately labeled as Kakarot's beating, continues. Frieza smacks him around like he's nothing. You watch as Frieza holds Kakarot underwater with only a single limb. That's not good. If Kakarot is so weak that that's all it takes to drown him, you're all in trouble.
For every second that tics on, you have less and less hope. Your mind filling with possible contingency plans for after Kakarot's demise. But not a single one is up to par. And just when you thought Kakarot was down for the count, he comes shooting up from the water. His voice booming louder than ever.
Gohan and Krillin cheer, shouting words of encouragement as they watch in awe. "For Gohan, everyone on Earth, and the future of Namek. I'm not about to give up!" Goku shouts as red energy engulfs his body.
You gasp as he goes right back at Frieza like the last few minutes never happened. If you ignore the whole selfless hero thing, you'd say you're impressed with his resilience. Goku uses the Kaio-Ken technique on Frieza. Frankly, you were impressed with its sheer power. Once the blinding light disappears, your vision clears once again.
And no surprises here; Frieza hasn't moved an inch despite the brute force Kakarot used. To the untrained eye, you'd think that little stunt had no effect on him. Unlucky for you, you're very well versed in Frieza's mannerisms.
"There's no way... Goku put everything he had into that. So how is Frieza still floating there with barely a scratch on him?" Krillin questions in utter disbelief.
"Dad's energy dropped like a rock..."
"There's no way someone this powerful exists." That human is sure shocked a lot. You think he'd learn by now.
"Goku's finished." Piccolo scoffs. "Guess that lunatic King Kai was right. We should've listened when he told us to avoid a monster like Frieza."
"Frieza's off," You speak in almost a whisper, your sights locked on the man. He's relatively unscathed. There's barely a scratch on him, only a few nicks. But you can tell. The slight spasm of his extended hand, almost as if he was shaking. Mixed with his eyes. His eyes give it all away. The twitching mixed with something you thought you'd never see from Frieza. Fear. A being has never come that close to scathing him before.
Three heads dart in your direction. "What do you mean?" Krillin asks you. "He's fine. That blast did nothing to him."
"You don't know Frieza like I do." You chuckle. "Out of the many years I've worked under that snake, not once have I seen him look like that. His physical condition may be fine, but mentally he's off." Frieza's fear is quickly replaced with a much more familiar emotion. Pure rage.
You watch as Frieza knocks the man down. And he continues to pummel Goku into the ground. "Wow. Kakarot's really gotten him all worked up."
"Dad, no!" Gohan tries to run out to his father, but Piccolo grabs his cape, restraining the boy in place.
"You might as well send Y/N back out here!" Frieza mocks. "Even in her injured state, she'd put up a better fight!" He's not wrong. You'd never give up like that. It's pathetic.
"I'm ashamed to even call you a Saiyan, Kakarot!" You shout as Frieza's beating of your fellow Saiyan continues.
"I can't take this anymore!" Gohan shouts. "I can't just stand here. I have to help him!"
"No." Piccolo, yet again, stops Gohan from running into the line of fire.
"But... Dad will die if I don't!"
"He'll die if you do too." You scoff. "You'd only be prolonging the inevitable... and I doubt it would be for long. We're all going to be slaughtered today. I say, if the boy wants to die sooner, let him."
"Don't listen to her. Goku has something up his sleeve. I can tell." Piccolo assures the boy. "But he has such little power left. I have no idea what it could be." Kakarot looks as if he's posing. Maybe he got possessed by Ginyu again. You chuckle to yourself at the thought.
"A spirit bomb!" Krillin abruptly shouts. "It's a special last-ditch move he picked up from King Kai. It gathers all the energy from everything around. The grass, trees, even us. Everything that has a life force."
"But how?" Gohan eyes the older man skeptically. "This place doesn't look like it has much life left."
"I know, but just look down there. It's not like he has many options." He notices the look of concern across Gohan's features, quickly throwing an arm around him. "Besides, your dad knows more about it than us. I bet he'll make it work."
"Oh, yes. Let's just blindly put our faith in Kakarot. When has that strategy ever failed you before?" You sarcastically mumble. "I'm not a gambler when it comes to my life. And if I was, my money's on Frieza."
"Do you always have to be so negative?" Krillin cranes his neck in your direction, his displeasure with you apparent.
"I'll start being more positive when---" And just like that, an idea pops into your head. "Wait. So the more energy Kakarot can get, the better?" Your energy increases significantly in your newly unlocked form. So, if this spirit bomb works as Krillin claims, your new form could still be an asset against Frieza.
"Exactly." Krillin narrows his eyes at you. "Why?" Without a word, you stand back up. You crack your neck, getting into a better stance. "Are you sure that's a good idea? Cause a few minutes ago, you could barely stand without Gohan's help."
You smirk. "I'll be fine, human." You start to scream in a desperate attempt to replicate your original transformation. It's much easier to do than the last time. It's different from the Great Ape one that you're so used to. That one you were born with and had to learn to control. This one you had to unlock. You quickly transform. Your hair changing into a yellow hue, and your eyes glow. You're the Great Super Saiyan again. Now that you're not using it directly in battle, it's less impressive than you imagined as a child. It's sort of anti-climactic. You just need to hold this form as long as possible and hope your body doesn't give out.
Gohan and Krillin stare at you in confusion, but the Namekian chuckles. "Smart." Out of all of Kakarot's little friends, you suppose the Namekian is the most tolerable. Well, he's at least the most intelligent.
"I doubt it will do much." You roll your eyes before moving your gaze back to the battlefield. You can't lie. You do enjoy the look of bewilderment on Frieza's face.
After a few moments, the Namkeian looks around. "What the hell am I sensing?"
Krillin looks up at him. "Like I said---"
All three of you turn to Gohan, who's gazing at the sky in dismay. "The spirit bomb..." The three of you look up, finally seeing what Gohan does. You've never seen a ball of energy that size. Not even when you were flipping planets.
"That can't be it..." Krillin gulps. "It's gigantic."
"Damn." You shake your head. "Well, I guess I'd rather die by Kakarot's hands than Frieza's."
"By the look on your face, Krillin. I'm assuming this one is exceptional." Piccolo looks over to the human.
"The one on Earth wasn't even half that size. He must be collecting energy from all over the universe!"
"Frieza hasn't caught on yet," Piccolo announces. "Why doesn't he use that thing while he has the upper hand?"
"It must not be enough to... you know..." Krillin trails.
"You can say kill. It's not a bad word." You snarl. "You had no problem with it when you tried to murder my brother back on Earth."
"Come on, Dad!" You can hear Gohan shout as you glare at Krillin. "Hit him with everything you got!"
"How long do you intend to just stand there?" Frieza shouts, irritation evident in his voice.
"You know." Goku lets out a breathy chuckle. "That's a very good question." You adore watching the way Kakarot gets under Freieza's skin. Kakarot's antics sure are amusing when you're not the one being subjected to them.
You watch as Freiza twitches before knocking Kakarot back. "Oh, no!" Krillin shouts. "He caught on."
"No, Krillin. I don't think he did."
"The Namekian is right." You grin. "Kakarot's just pissing him off." Goku stands up, returning to his pose. Which only enrages Frieza more.
"I'm not going to ask you again." Frieza continues attacking him. Goku simply ignores his request, going back into the same stance. Your invasive laughter echoes throughout the remnants of the planet as Kakarot's beating counties.
The other three watch in horror with the occasional glance of disbelief at you. "Krillin, Gohan. Transfer any power you can spare to me. Quickly." The pair begin to give their remaining energy to the Namekian.
"What about Y/N?" Gohan asks.
"Right now. I think all of her energy is concentrated on keeping her transformation active." Piccolo chuckles. "Both of your energy will be plenty for what I have in mind. Don't worry."
"What's the big rush, Frieza?" Goku chuckles. "You're so impatient." Moments like this make it clear that there's still some Saiyan left in Kakarot. It might be the only thing attractive about him.
"You dare mock me, ape!" Frieza creates a large blast with his hand. Knocking Goku back further, sending him flying into the water.
"You two!" Piccolo shouts. "Pay no attention to what's going on down there. Just focus your energy." You do wonder what the Namekian has in mind. Neither of those earthlings have much power left. So, it can't be anything too powerful.
"This should be enough." Piccolo shoos them away. "Now listen here and listen well. None of you are to involve yourselves, understand? This is my fight and my fight alone." You scoff. It's like Vegeta never died.
"But---" Before Gohan can raise any opposition, the Namekian shuts him down.
"You'd only get in my way. You gave me all your remaining energy."
As Piccolo leaves the rest of you, Gohan speaks up again. "We can't just let him do this. He'll get himself killed."
"He's not trying to go after Frieza." You chuckle. "He's going to attempt to buy Kakarot sometime. It's a suicide mission... and he knows it."
"We can't just let him---"
"Then what's your plan?" You scoff. "You need to stop jumping the gun. I used to be just like that, too. You're gonna get yourself killed if you keep this up. How would your death help the Namekian?"
"It... wouldn't." Gohan sighs.
"Exactly. So stay there and shut up."
"Don't you think you're being a bit harsh?" Krillin turns to you. "He's just a---"
"You shut up, too!" You cut the human off. " I didn't know children were omitted from death on your planet." You sarcastically mumble.
While Frieza is distracted by Kakarot's idiocy, Piccolo finally strikes. Sending Frieza flying back and out of view. A sneak attack. Not a bad strategy. But that kind of thing only works once. You know that when Frieza returns, he'll be less than pleased.
"Piccolo!" Goku shouts in relief.
"Ya, ya. Just hurry up and finish that thing before he comes back."
"I owe you one." Goku gets back into his stance to finish the spirit bomb.
"You better make it quick. That sneak attack is the only thing I can manage right now."
Frieza launches back over. A vein bulging from his forehead. "How is that Namekian still drawing breath? I thought they've all been taken care of." You just love it when Frieza is enraged. It fills you with joy.
"Goku... hurry it up! How much longer do you need to finish that damn thing? Cause something tells me that Frieza is losing his patience."
"I'm sorry." Goku grunts. "I just need a bit more time."
"Ugh." Piccolo groans. "Just throw it already."
"No. It's still not done. It's too weak. If I throw it now, it'll do nothing!" Piccolo scoffs at him, flying up into the air.
"Too pesky to live but too stubborn to die," Frieza smirks at him.
"You're going to eat those words, scum." You watch, waiting to see who'll throw the first blow.
"What's he doing now?" Gohan asks.
"I think he's going to sacrifice himself. He can't have much power left after that move he just pulled. Since Goku's not done yet, I think Piccolo's trying to buy him some time." Wow, the human is observant for once. You assume there's a first time for everything.
"I told you he was going on a suicide mission." You cross your arms, wondering how this will all play out. You know it'll probably end with the Namekian splattered across the landscape. But the moments that lead to that are far more interesting to you.
"Goku... hurry it up! How much longer do you need to finish that damn thing? Cause something tells me that Frieza is losing his patience."
"I'm sorry." Goku grunts. "I just need a bit more time."
Piccolo groans. "Just throw it already."
“I don’t think Piccolo can last much longer… he’s really taking a beating.” Krillin looks on in horror.
"We have to help him!" Gohan starts to fly towards the two men. You shake your head. The boy has learned nothing. If he refuses to adhere to your warning, there's nothing more you can do for him.
"Gohan, wait!" Krillin's voice stops him dead in his tracks. He doesn't speak another word, just shaking his head at Gohan.
You roll your eyes. "As I said before, You'd just get in the way. You'd be more of a hindrance than an asset. Don't be stupid. That job belongs to your moronic father." You look away from the earthlings, directing your attention to the battle. The Namekian is far too weak to provide you with any kind of entertainment. The only attacks he can manage are several small yellow energy disks.
"How can someone so resilient be so dumb?" Frieza mutters. You've often pondered the same question about Kakarot. "You must have a death wish, Namekian."
"We're at the end of our rope, Goku. Finish the damn thing!" With little effort, Frieza slams Piccolo onto the ground. "That's all I got. Please tell me you're almost done."
Goku shakes his head. "It's still not finished yet. If I throw it now, this all would've been for nothing."
Frieza grabs Piccolo by the collar. "Say goodbye, Namkeian. You get to die on your home planet. You should be thankful. The others aren't so lucky. Thanks to me, two of them don't even have one to die on." Before Frieza can kill him, Krillin and Gohan shoot a collective blast at Frieza with the minuscule energy they have left. Stopping yet another murder attempt. Frieza's three for three for his assassinations on this damn rock. That's not a bad stat in general, but it is terrible for Frieza.
"You... pests!" Frieza shrieks. "I hope you all end up suffering the same fate as this damn planet!" You've never seen Frieza look this unhinged. You've seen him pissed off countless times, but never to this degree. You watch as Frieza starts another attack. The ball of energy from his palms growing larger and larger by the second.
"Goku..." Krillin chuckles nervously. "It doesn't look like we have much time left!"
"Okay... Okay. I think it's ready!"
"Come on then!" Piccolo shouts. "Throw it!"
"Now, Dad!"
"While we're still young, Kakarot!" Wow, all of you are on the same page for once. Maye hell has frozen over? Goku screams, launching the spirit bomb at Frieza. "Holy shit..." That monstrosity absorbs Frieza's entire attack like it was nothing.
"Get down!" Piccolo shouts. Everyone falls to the ground, the spirit bomb causing severe damage to Namek's landscape... well what was left of it. The harsh winds send you all flying up into the air. The planet has turned entirely into a body of water. And you're thrown right into it. You weren't really intending to go for a swim today. Guess you have no choice now.
You grab onto some rock, pulling yourself up, gasping desperately for air. "I hate this vile planet!" You laugh as your eyes land on the earthlings staring at you with wide eyes. "Sorry to disappoint."
"Y/N!" Gohan exclaims, running over to you. The boy practically tackles you. Wrapping his arms around you, clinging onto you for dear life. "You're okay!" Your body goes rigid. You're not used to this. As you've said multiple times already. Physical affection isn't something your people partake in.
Krillin walks over to you, a faint grin on his features. "I never thought I'd say this, but oh boy, I am happy to see you."
Gohan finally releases you from his tight embrace. "Did you sense my dad or Piccolo down there?"
You shake your head. "I can barely sense myself right now, Gohan." You look around, taking in Namek's drastic remodel. The once vibrant planet is now drowning. This isn't exactly a foreign sight to you. For many years, your job was to destroy and flip planets for profit. You scan the area, searching for any source of life. You'd like to say you're looking for Kakarot or the Namekian, but that isn't true. You can't help but search for Frieza. That man has terrorized you since you were a small child. It's hard for you to believe he's gone. You can't ignore the sinking feeling in the pit of your stomach. Everything just feels far too easy.
"Hey, over there!' Gohan points to another area. "I see something!" A green hand grabs onto a rock. Using all his strength, Piccolo pulls himself up, dragging Goku with him.
Your lips unconsciously curve upwards at the sight. What the hell is happening to you? You should've wanted Kakarot dead. The idea of getting rid of him and Frieza in one blast should have been joyful... but it wasn't. You were worried? Upset? You don't know how to define your emotions for this hypothetical scenario.
Though, Kakarot is the only other member of your race alive. With Vegeta and Raditz dead, you and Kakarot are the only things left of your home. And when you're both dead... it will be as if your planet never existed. Like your species never existed. The Saiyan race would be nothing but a distant memory... a tale of the past.
"Goku!" You hear the human shout. You see Kakarot there. He's alive. And yet, you can't help but think about what things would've been like if he wasn't.
The reality of everything begins to set in. Frieza, Raditz, Vegeta, they're all dead. And yet, you're still standing. For the first time in your life, you're truly alone. What do you do now? Where are you supposed to go? It's not like you have a home to go back to.
Your brother would know what to do. He always knew what to do. You feel so lost. You try to think about what Vegeta's next steps would be. First, he'd kill Kakarot, obviously. And with Frieza gone, taking over the universe would be a piece of cake. The Frieza Force is weak, but their soldiers are malleable. But is that what you want? Do you want to rule the universe?
That was Vegeta's dream. Not yours. You always just went along with his whims. Ruling the universe with Vegeta would've involved a lot of work; without him, it is next to impossible. The plan was always for Vegeta to do all the work, and you'd selfishly reap all the benefits. Without your brother, you don't desire to dominate the universe. But if you're not going to take over the universe, then what the hell are you going to do?
You watch their little reunion from a distance. It's filled with hugs and happiness... and all of the other shit you find nauseating. Frieza's dead... you should be happier than ever. Yet you're not. You feel... numb? You've never felt this lost in your life. Whatever is left of Raditz and Vegeta is somewhere underwater now. That is if their bodies weren't destroyed by Frieza's trench. Saiyans don't mourn. They suck it up and move on. That's what your father did after your mother died in childbirth with you and Tarble. Yet... you're melancholy. It's almost bitter-sweet. But mostly bitter.
Goku frowns, and starts to look around. Like he's searching for something, "Where's-" His eyes lock on you, a grin quickly replacing the frown on his lips.
You slowly saunter over to them. "You actually lived." You shake your head at the buffoon. "Color me surprised."
"Does that mean you're happy to see me?"
You roll your eyes, chuckling. "You really just hear what you want, don't you, Kakarot?"
"Man, that spirit bomb was a doozy. It was like the size of a planet." And they're back to their little celebration. Who are you kidding? It never ended.
"You better believe it was, Krillin. The hopes and dreams of the entire universe were packed into that thing." Goku looks at you from the corner of his eye. "And maybe a bit of extra help from Y/N, too."
"I was still afraid that you got caught in it."
"Come on, Gohan." Piccolo chuckles, ruffling the boy's hair. "Give your father and I some credit."
"Well, I guess it's time to head home with our heads held high. Might even have the chance to live the dream." Krillin announces.
"Huh?" The father-son duo looks at him in collective confusion.
Krillina laughs awkwardly, scratching the back of his neck. "You're seriously going to make me spell out what's at the top of my victory list, aren't you?" His face flushes bright red. "A girlfriend."
You sneer in disgust. "Humans are such pathetic creatures." The other three stare at Krillin in surprise before breaking out into laughter. You'll never understand any of them. And you don't desire to.
Once the initial adrenaline passes, everyone's now standing. Goku has one arm around Krillin, the other placed on top of his son's head. "You all ready to go? My spaceship should be able to get us back home in just under six days."
Gohan jumps in joy. "Yay! I get to see everyone in less than a week."
Goku grins at his son before turning to you. "You're more than welcome to come with us."
"It's not like there's any other way off this damn rock." You look away, avoiding his gaze. Great, you get to go from one horrid planet to another. You can't even pick which one is worse. Namek, which is a shell of its former self. Or Earth, which is home to some of the weakest, most pathetic creatures you've ever encountered.
Your ears perk up as Krillin screams. "What is it?" Goku asks, alarm dripping from his voice.
"Bulma's out there somewhere. And I totally forgot." He looks terrified. It's the same way the human typically looks at you.
"Come on, Krillin." Goku laughs. "Don't scare us like that. From the look on your face, I thought that Frieza was back."
"Ya, well, he's got nothing on her when she's pissed off." Really? He finds the Earth women terrifying? You've seen insects with a higher power level than her. You doubt the earth woman has eradicated entire species when she was angry. It must be an exaggeration.
The others laugh, but you aren't amused. "Don't make me laugh." Goku chuckles more, gripping his side. "My body's already mad enough at me as it is."
You stare at your reflection in the water as the Namekian speaks. You look like crap. You desperately need sleep. You look back up and see the earthling, his mouth hanging ajar; he's practically shaking in fear. You turn your head to see what he's staring at. Laughter escapes your lips. It's Frieza. You knew it. You knew it seemed too fucking easy.
"How can this be happening? There's no way someone could survive a blast like that and not get obliterated." Krillin looks on in utter disbelief.
"He's not just anyone. He's Frieza...." Your voice trails.
Frieza extends his arm, shooting a blast at Goku and Gohan. Piccolo jumps in, knocking the pair out of the way. Taking the impact of the blast entirely. "Piccolo!" Gohan screams, falling to his knees.
"He's alive..." You cross your arms over your chest. "At least for now."
Gohan gets up and rushes over to the Namekians' side. "Piccolo... please get up."
You watch as Kakarot clenches his fists, his knuckles turning milky white. "Bravo, my friend." You don't think you've ever heard Frieza refer to someone as a friend. Pest, sure, but a friend? Never. It's unnerving. "You nearly brought the mighty Frieza down. I've never had a call quite that close before."
Goku's gaze darts from Frieza to you all. "I want you all to get out of here. My ship isn't far. Grab Piccolo, find Bulma, and set a course for Earth." Why is everyone always so bossy? First Vegeta, then the Namekian, and now Kakarot. Who’s gonna try to boss you around next? The brat? "I'm not leaving. So don't get any ideas about waiting for me." His eyes lock on his son, who's in a trance-like state. "Snap out of it, Gohan!"
"I won't!" The brat stubbornly stands his ground; how Saiyan-like. "I owe it to Piccolo to stay and fight." Gohan starts to tear up.
"With what?" Goku questions. "None of you have enough strength left. The most you'd do is get in the way."
"Goku..." Krilin's voice trails. "You're serious."
"I advise against placing much stock in your vessel. But if you'd like, I can bring you much closer to home." That sounds mildly threatening. You know he's not talking about your home. All that's left of your homeworld is most likely a handful of rocks floating aimlessly somewhere in space.
"Krillin! Look out!" Gohan shouts. Frieza takes control of Krillin's body, blasting him high into the air.
"Frieza... don't do it!" Begging will only encourage him further. You don't see a way where any of you make it off of this planet alive.
"Goku!" Krillin shouts as he dangles in the air. With a clench of Frieza's fist, the human implodes. Talk about going out with a bang. You don't even see a body. He must have... disintegrated.
"You are a ruthless... heartless... bastard." Kakarot's fists remain clenched, his entire body vibrating.
Frieza laughs mockingly. "I think the pretty princess should go next." He extends his index finger in your direction. "And after I take care of her, it'll be the brat's turn." Frieza shoots a blast of energy straight toward you. It all happens so fast that any attempt to move would be in vain.
You can feel the heat of the energy against your armored chest. Yet there's no pain. The beam reflects off your chest as if you were made entirely of rubber. Frieza dodges out of the way, just barely evading his own attack.
"What the hell?" You mutter to yourself. You look down. Your armor is the same... but your chest is glowing. You reach into your armor, pulling out your necklace, holding it by the chain. This is the source of the light; the stars of the charm are shining. It's never done that before. Your necklace... it saved you?
"What kind of damn trick was that Y/N?"
"I- I have no idea." You grasp the charm in your hand. It feels warm, an odd, comforting familiarity you can't describe. Where the hell did your father actually get this thing?
Frieza is about to speak again, but his attention quickly focuses on Kakarot. Whose anger has only seemed to grow. Beams of light shoot all over the planet. It almost resembles lightning. He must like Krillin more than all his other friends you had slaughtered back on Earth. The waters form waves, and rocks shoot everywhere. "I will make you suffer!" Now, this is a version of Kakarot you can get behind. His hair flickers from black to blonde. No way... he can't be.
With one final shriek, he transforms right before your eyes. His hair was now in a semi-permanent state of blonde, with his eyes a much lighter shade. Kakarot... is a Super Saiyan. "Holy shit..."
"Both of you go. Take Piccolo with you, and get the hell out of here." It's clear this isn't a request. "Find Bulma, find the ship, and go." Gohan hesitates, not moving. "Do as I say now before I lose what little sense of reason I have left!"
"O-Okay." Gohan nods, rushing back over to Piccolo.
"Move as fast as you can, and don't look back. If Piccolo dies, then Kami dies... and I don't think I have to remind you what happens after that." And still, after all of this, his priority is resurrecting his pathetic friends. Unbelievable.
"What are you trying to say?" Gohan's voice shakes.
"I'm saying go without me. Get back home; I'll be there when I can."
"But... if we take your ship, you'll be stuck here. You'd have no way to get home."
"I'm your father! Don't talk back to me!" Goku snaps. "Just do as I say!"
"Alright, Dad." Gohan nods. "I'll see you at home." Gohan picks up Piccolo, flying out of view."
After his son is gone, Goku turns to you. "That means you too."
"But I wanted to watch..." You pout.
He scoffs. "I'm not asking, Y/N."
You place your hands on your hips, rolling your eyes at the man. "You sound like Vegeta."
Goku takes several steps toward you. Now, standing directly in front of you. "Stop being a stubborn brat and listen!"
You chuckle. "Now you really sound like Vegeta."
"I'm not playing this game." He pinches the bridge of his nose. "Now get the hell out of here!"
"I never knew you could yell so much." You smirk.
"Well, that's because yelling seems to be the only damn thing you respond to!" He snaps.
"That's not---" Wait. Have you been conditioned to only listen when someone's screaming at you?
"Now, I'd happily entertain you any other goddamn day of the year, but not now." He takes a deep breath. "Now go before I lose my damn patience."
"Man, now you really sound like---" You're cut off by Kakarot's lips pressing against your own. The warm sensation causes your heart to flutter. Your eyes widen. Your breath catching in the back of your throat.
"How about now? Do I sound like Vegeta now?" You touch your lips. Did... Did that just happen? "Now go!" He takes a deep breath, seeming to have calmed down a bit. "When I return to Earth, we can get back to what we started before. So you'll get a turn, too. I'll gladly fight you... or fuck you if that's what you'd like instead. Maybe both if you listen." You choke on air. Who the fuck is this? Cause this isn't the Neanderthal Kakarot. Your brain is short-circuiting. "Just wait for me, alright. I'll be there as soon as I can."
"A-Alright." You're not sure if you love or hate this new Kakarot. You take a deep breath and regain your frosty attitude. "Don't die. Or do. I don't give a damn what happens to this planet. Well, it's not much of a planet anymore, is it." You fly up into the air.
"Hey!" He calls out to you one last time. "Take care of Gohan for me while I'm gone."
You grin, shaking your head. "You really are a terrible father!"
#dragon ball x reader#goku x reader#dbz x reader#saiyan reader#dragon ball fanfiction#the princess of all sayians
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[Character Analysis Ask Meme]
What is Wriothesley’s mbti/enneagram?
Wriothesley is a 9w8 ESTP sp/so.
What is the best way to win Wriothesley’s heart?
Wriothesley is a simple man, and simple men require simple methods. Simply put, the best way to win Wriothesley’s heart is to flirt with him. He doesn’t need much more than that. Challenge him, tease him, take him by surprise. Play hot and cold. Accept his invitations for tea, then spurn his advancements the next. Present yourself as a catch, dance right out of his reach, and let his instincts kick in. But make sure you’re having fun too. It’s not a game if both people aren’t having fun.
What are Wriothesley’s strengths in a relationship?
Of the many traits Wriothesley was blessed with, two that stand out are his level-headedness and his tendency toward action. No matter what you may go through as a couple, he will not be overcome by stress or fear. You can always trust him to be solid no matter the storm. Not to mention you can trust he will not take the backseat in your relationship. If there is anything wrong, he will address it. But more than that, if he sees the chance to make you happy, he will take it, whether it’d be bringing home flowers or taking you on a date to something you want to see. In a relationship, he won’t let you feel alone.
#genshin impact#genshin x reader#wriothesley#wriothesley x reader#my writing#character analysis#okay! i admit it! because it was you i let myself get a bit lazy with the writing#it’s not as uwu as it normally is#wriothesley’s ivs were so hard here because you can make an argument for any of the synflow types#he exudes pseudo sx vibes but i’m p sure that’s the case bc he’s the typical leather jacket bad boy types being an estp and 9w8 haha#i will say tho that the winning his heart thing isn’t completely accurate#that’s more how to capture his attention and get him to be interested in you#imo he’s not picky you know?#but if you had to ask i’d say he’s attracted to fighters#not in the super saiyan sense or in the love hate relationship sense p#i mean more like…. you don’t simply accept everything that’s handed to you… even things you don’t like#you have enough self respect to stand up for yourself in the way that you can get him to say#‘oho? i like that look in your eyes’#he’s a fighter so it only makes sense haha#but that’s just my opinion he’s pretty open
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Cuddling With Saiyans Headcanons
author's note: i love snuggles. also once again the character banners you see in this post were created by the amazing @actuallysaiyan!! ❤️
pairings: vegeta x fem!reader, goku x fem!reader, broly x fem!reader, gohan x fem!reader
warnings: snuggles, mentions of nightmares, light nsfw if you squint
is not much of a cuddler, obviously
or is that just what he wants you to think?
Vegeta, like all saiyans, runs hot and will keep you warm if you let him
key being, if you let him
he will never initiate snuggle time
but if you pull him in, or simply ask him to, he folds
he'll scoop you up in those beefy arms and hold you just how you like
he personally likes to be the big spoon, but he'll never even admit he likes spooning at all
if you get up or move around at any point in the night, you've lost your snuggle privileges only because he sleeps so heavily that he won't be up to readjust anytime soon
and when he's up, he's at it and going to start the day's training
so consider your options carefully next time you have to pee and his arms are locked so tightly around you that it's squeezing your bladder for dear life
nine times out of ten, you'll wake up to find Vegeta on top of you, shielding your body with his
even during slumber, his top priority is your safety
Vegeta likes to rub the tip of that sharp nose against you, be it the curve of your neck and shoulder or against your cheek
he doesn't know it, but he used to do that to his mother as well when he was a young boy
playing with Vegeta's hair is the one surefire way to get him to sleep when he otherwise has a hard time doing so
don't start humming though, it makes him angry. he'll start muttering about his pride and how lullabies are for babies
he'd like you to keep giving him the sweet forehead kisses though
Goku is the king of snuggling
he's already always down for a nap, so if you need some quality Goku snuggle time, just get in bed and wait a few minutes
literally, he's got a sixth sense for these things
likes to tuck his face into your neck because you smell good, and he likes nuzzling into your natural smell that lies below the artificial scents you wear
runs like a damn furnace, so always make sure to wear a skimpy pajama set, or nothing at all
don't rile him up though or the snuggling is just gonna have to wait
he snores, but he's so soft about it that it doesn't bother you
Goku rarely ever feels particularly down or sad, but sometimes he does and snuggles are a perfect cure
sit on his lap and he'll take it from there, hiding his face in your chest and slipping his arms around you tightly
play with his hair a bit and he's putty in your hands, especially when you massage the top of his scalp with your nails
eventually he'll tell you what's on his mind, and after you talk it out, he's feeling better but very much still wants to cuddle
Goku does not. let. go. until he's had his fill
so DO NOT cuddle with him if you either haven't gone pee in a while or have errands to run later
he'd let go if you asked of course, but not without giving you those pitiful puppy dog eyes
so don't break his poor lil heart and just keep snuggling with him as long as he wants, okay?
nobody ever died from a lil bit of saiyan cuddling, after all
Broly isn't keen on cuddling at the beginning of your relationship
he actually craves comfort, but physical touch is hard for him to accept since the concept is so foreign to him
that being said, being around you is quite the comfort in itself for Broly, so laying in bed with you already works wonders
slowly he warms up to you, like sleeping just a tad closer than even the night before
he can feel the heat from your body, and the backs of his fingers curiously brush against the soft skin of your arm
he takes your hand in his one night, and keeps holding it even after you fall asleep
you're warm and soft and it's all he's ever wanted in his life
from that point on, he quickly warms up to your touch and is a clingy saiyan like no other
his hold is almost too tight, and when you start to wheeze is when you decide it would be in your best interests to ask him to ease up
but goodness he loves to hold you to his large chest, one hand on your hip and the other at the center of your back
Broly unfortunately suffers from nightmares
and though he'd never hurt you intentionally, it's definitely a risk to be near him when he's having a nightmare
there's nothing much you can do but wait it out and soothe him when he wakes up
he appreciates it nonetheless, and as your bond strengthens they become less frequent
Broly holds you like you're a teddy bear, and oftentimes will just scoop you up from your place and hold you
it is not uncommon to wake up completely on top of him and locked in those big arms
he loves to cuddle but doesn't quite know how to ask for it, so he literally will just pick you up and hold you as he pleases
if you tell him no then he will obviously respect that
broly is very big on consent, ever since you taught him just what it is and he realizes how he's been violated of it his entire life
he's a gentle giant, and you've really expected no less from him when it comes to cuddling
his tail will wrap around you as well, keeping you as close as possible
he does snore, but his sleeping face is cute so it's okay
Gohan can be a bit of a loner, as a result of his eventful childhood
so when he met you, he was cautious yet anxious to have a connection with someone not an alien or batshit insane!
so he takes your relationship slow and sweetly, and when you start staying over at his place or vice versa he is so excited
he's always touching you, kissing you, in general just being so damn sweet on you that he's practically buzzing
and he's internally kicking himself for being so clingy, so when bedtime rolls around he lays completely still
no touching at all
and it takes everything in you not to laugh at this silly, adorable man
when you finally roll over into his side and snuggle up to him, he relaxes and kisses your forehead while moving those deceptively strong arms around you
Gohan likes to rub his hands along your back and gently digs his knuckles in circles against any tense spots
he normally will wear a long sleeve shirt and a soft pair of pj pants to bed, but usually takes his shirt off before falling asleep since his blood runs so hot
likes it when you trace the lines of his abs, and that alone sometimes is the only reason he gets some training in
Gohan likes to watch documentaries before bed and takes great pleasure in explaining things you may not understand in greater detail
you, on the other hand, just like the look on his face when he's excited, so that's why you ask so many questions
your extended knowledge for trivia games as a result is just a nice little side effect
sometimes work and research can get to Gohan, and when you can't get him out of the office you resort to sitting on his lap and tucking his face into your chest
Gohan is literally defenseless against it and will have no choice but to relax against you and take a break
he takes after his father and hardly snores at all
not-so-secretly likes to be the little spoon
when Pan is born, they become the ultimate snuggle buddies and you only feel a little left out because they look so damn precious when they're cuddling
you're still Gohan's favorite though, forever and always
#vegeta x reader#vegeta x you#goku x reader#goku x you#broly x reader#broly x you#gohan x reader#gohan x you#headcanons#fluff#saiyan headcanons#db#dbz#dbs
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My perfection.. 😅💕
#perfect cell#cell#dbz cell#oc x canon#oc x reader#dbz oc#oc saiyan#dragon ball#dragon ball daima#comic#manga#dragon ball xenoverse 2#xenoverse oc#dbz xenoverse#son goku#goku#super saiyan
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🩷Goku:
Goku Fluffy Headcanons
Goku NSFW Headcanons [18+]
Noodles (Oneshot)
Agora Hills (NSFW Oneshot) [18+]
🩷Vegeta:
Vegeta Fluffy Headcanons
Vegeta NSFW Headcanons [18+]
Chateau (NSFW Oneshot) [18+]
🩷Broly:
Legendary | A Broly Fanfiction
Broly Fluffy Headcanons
🩷Gohan
Gohan Fluffy Headcanons
🩷Raditz
Raditz Fluffy Headcanons
Raditz NSFW Headcanons [18+]
🩷Requests:🩷
🩷Frieza Requests:
Frieza Fluffy Headcanons
Thaw This Frozen Heart (Frieza OneShot)
🩷Broly Requests:
Broly x Short Reader (Headcanons)
#dragon ball#dragon ball z#anime#fanfic#dbz#goku#goku x reader#son goku#vegeta#vegeta x reader#masterlist#broly x reader#broly#frieza#frieza x reader#son gohan#gohan#gohan x reader#raditz x reader#raditz#saiyans
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Dragon Ball Males x reader - Pregnancy HCs
[Reader and (character) are married]
Goku
When you tell him you’re pregnant, he’s confused at first but when he places his hands on your stomach and spends a moment in silence, his eyes widen in realization and he begins to smile
He has a vague understanding of what pregnancy is
Keep in mind that he has two children from his ex-wife, Chi-Chi
Goku was very happy and gives you a large yet gentle hug
He’s excited to be a father again (he loves children even though he isn’t the most responsible with them)
He’s especially happy that he gets to spend even more time with you, his beautiful wife
The pregnancy is long and hard especially when the kid started kicking (remember, this is both Goku’s kid and a half-saiyan so the kicks are strong)
Fortunately, the cravings didn’t get too strange and, much to your husband’s delight, you were very cuddly which meant lots of affection for both of you
When the child is born, they turn out to be a healthy baby boy
Goku couldn’t help but smile when he was holding his newborn son for the first time
“He’s.. so small..” You chuckle softly, tired from giving birth
“Yeah, he would be. He’s just a baby.”
You two decided to name him “Kumo” meaning “Cloud”
“When can I start training him?”
“Goku no.”
Vegeta
When you tell him the big news, he’s shocked, blinking at you as he processes the information
It’s not the first time he’s been told that his wife was pregnant, but it shocks him every time
He hesitantly tried to sense the child growing in your womb, and when he found them, his eyes softened
He slowly approached you, giving you a gentle hug and a kiss
“I’ll protect them with my life. I promise.” He whispers softly as he buries his face into your neck
Even though you were pregnant with Vegeta’s kid, the 9 months were rather easy
Vegeta had little to no problem going and getting whatever you needed to sooth your odd food cravings
Vegeta’s ex-wife, Bulma was more than happy to help you both out when the baby was due
Trunks, your husband’s first born and your step-son, was elated to find out he was going to have another sibling
When you finally gave birth, you presented Vegeta with a beautiful baby girl
He couldn’t hold back a smile as he held her in his arms
She had a full head of black hair and her father’s black eyes, indicating her dominant genes were Saiyan
“Hello, Eschalotte.” He murmured softly letting out a soft purr as he nuzzled his daughter affectionately, causing her to let out a giggle
Gohan
Naturally, he’ll get both happy and nervous when you tell him
Yes, he’s been a father before, but he gets anxious about making sure everything goes smoothly
While he’s not going to be there at your side all the time, having to keep up with work, he’ll do his best to satisfy your needs and make you comfortable
At your word, he’ll rush to the store for food or (if he’s home and not too busy) to cuddle with you
Honestly, he’s a cinnamon roll
When you give birth, he’s surprised to find that he’s the proud father of a little quarter saiyan boy, now lovingly named Daiko (Powerful Light)
He got incredibly emotional and began to cry happy tears
“Th-thank you, (Y/n). I love you so so much.”
Raditz
He was shook
“Y-you’re pregnant? Are you sure?”
At first you were worried that he was upset with the news but then he reassured you that he was actually happy
He was just making sure you weren’t pulling a prank on him
Lucky for him you weren’t joking
He’s never been a father before and he has no idea what exactly to do
Saiyan pregnancies are handled differently than human pregnancies so everything he knows is just thrown out the window at this point
Needless to say however, he does his best to make sure you’re happy
Expect lots of affection and service during your three trimesters
When your baby bump appears and the child starts kicking, that’s when he starts “talking to the baby”
“Little one, I’m so glad you’re so eager to meet us, but you need more time in there. We want to make sure that you’re nice and strong and healthy so you can take on the world with us. Be nice to mommy, okay?”
Your heart melts every time
When you end up giving birth, it’s through a long and tough labor
Raditz is seriously panicking
However, it was all well worth it to see your saiyan husband’s reaction to the sight of his child in the bassinet
Tears began to fall from his eyes while he tried to hold them back or hide them
He looked so happy and he held his hand out toward his newborn daughter, Rutaba
“She’s so beautiful.. just like her mother..”
Zamasu (Goku Black)
Well, you were certainly nervous when telling him
You knew a bit of his ideal world, a somewhat mortal free place, and that made you nervous about how he would react to what you had to tell him
A half-kai-half-human child, a.k.a. a technical demigod
When you approached him, he looked your way, sensing that you wanted to talk
However, before you could get the words out he smiles and asks how far along you are
You just stand there in shock and confusion
“How.. how did you..?”
“I can sense her energy. She’s rather strong for an embryo.”
“She???”
That’s how you found out that you were pregnant with your and Zamasu’s daughter
For the most part, your strange behavior and cravings during the next nine months didn’t bother him
He did find it occasionally annoying when he was trying to plot his ultimate takeover of the universe and you called for him to grab you some odd food combination that made him cringe in disgust
However, he got over it and pretended like everything was perfectly fine
And thank goodness he did because when the due date finally arrived along with your daughter, he realized that the frustration wasn’t necessary because everything was so perfect
He kissed the forehead of his daughter who stopped crying when he did
“Hello there, Kamiko (Little goddess).”
You couldn’t help but smile as you realized that you never needed to be nervous about being pregnant
You knew he would treat you just right
#Zamasu x reader#Dragon Ball#Dragon Ball Super#Goku x reader#Vegeta x reader#dragon ball#saiyan#x reader#prince vegeta#vegeta x reader#vegeta#Raditz x reader#Raditz#Hcs#Dragon Ball Hcs#x reader headcanons#headcannons#Female reader#AFAB reader#wife reader#DB x wife reader#Dragon Ball x female reader#Gohan x reader#Son Gohan x reader#Son Goku x reader#Prince Vegeta x reader#pregnancy#pregnant
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Kinktober Day 22: Alien Abduction(Obsession)
warnings/kinks: alien abduction, Saiyan AU, bondage, mentions of violence and death, unprotected sex, slight mentions of being in heat, creampies
pairings: Broly x Fem!Reader
word count: 0.8k
tag list: @beneathstarryskies, @ricflairdrip20, @witchofcustom, @loki-love, @xailem, @the-eternal-sunflower
Everything happened so fast when the Saiyans first came to earth. Anyone who opposed them were killed, and everyone else was enslaved. Most of the women had been spared and the ones who were fertile were given a pretty good life. You were one of those women, and you lived in a facility that housed all the fertile women. There you had a routine every day and it never really changed. You had to eat three meals a day, take fertility drugs and then at night you might be selected to be bred.
Most nights, you escaped that last treatment. Most of the other women were selected, but the Saiyans felt you were much too soft for their tastes. Eventually, they began to swap stories about you. The ones who had been lucky enough to fuck you said you were perfect. But the prince found you much too sweet and soft for his tastes. But he had just the Saiyan in mind for you.
Broly was someone who couldn’t control his anger and power properly, but Vegeta knew that you would be the perfect little thing for Broly to play with. When you met Broly, you were scared. He was so big and you swore he would split you in half if he were to fuck you. It was pretty innocent at first, and he got to know you more and more.
But one night, he couldn’t content himself with jerking off to thoughts of you. He had to have you. And now he was feeling even more needier than ever. It was the full moon and though he didn’t have his tail anymore, he was feeling so ready to breed.
So the prince decides to give you to Broly. Broly was more than pleased to hear this. After waiting so long for you, he would finally be able to have you all to himself. You wake up after a long, deep sleep and you’re strapped to a table. It’s not uncomfortable but you’re a little worried. Broly is the only one in the room with you, and you feel a little more at ease. But with the way his eyes are shining in that moonlight coming in from the window, it does worry you a little bit.
“Finally,” he breathes in deeply as he walks closer to your small frame on the table. “All mine.”
“B-Broly, wait…”
But he isn't having any of this. He wants you now and he’s going to take what he needs. He rips the clothing off of you, making you shiver at suddenly being exposed to him. Broly watches as your nipples harden and how you keep rubbing your thighs together to try and relieve the sexual tension.
“I can smell you already,” Broly says to you. His voice is so deep.
You’re blushing now, “Don’t say that. It’s naughty.”
He doesn’t really care about that. Usually he would want to take his time and taste you, but tonight he is feeling extra horny. The moon is at its peak and it’s making him feel the need to breed even more so. He has your feet bound in these large stirrups, and it keeps your thighs parted just for him. He pulls his pants down and your mouth waters as you watch his incredible girth slaps against his abdomen.
But it’s when you cry out as he pushes his cock into your little hole, that’s what drives him even more into his lust for you. It doesn’t take long for Broly to begin pounding away at your little pussy, making you cry out and beg him to slow down. But the lust for you has become the only thing that consumes his every thought, and he couldn’t slow down even if he wanted to. It’s all too much for him and he can’t stop.
“So good,” he grunts as he ruts into you like an animal in heat. “Feels so good.”
He’s panting and grunting, the pleasure taking hold of him like nothing before. It’s like something deep inside of him is telling him to fill you with his cum over and over, and Broly has every intention of doing just that. He doesn’t even think you’ll be able to walk when he is done with you.
“Broly,” you whine as he fucks you hard, “slow down!”
He growls, “I can’t! I can’t!”
His heavy balls slap against your ass with every thrust. He’s close now, and he knows he’ll be able to slow down once he cums. Broly just needs to fill you with his seed first. It’ll make this gnawing need deep inside of him calm down and he’ll be able to think a little more clearly this way. The closer he gets, the more his growls become louder and more desperate.
“Gonna cum!” He roars loudly, and his hips snap faster and harder.
You try to brace yourself, but the pleasure seems to be taking hold of you too. A few more thrusts, and your eyes roll back as you fall off the edge. The pulsing and clenching of your walls causes Broly’s hips to stutter, and he’s spilling his hot seed deep inside of you. Eventually, he rests his head against your chest as he catches his breath.
“More,” Broly mumbles as he sucks on one of your nipples. “I need more.”
#bacon.writes#kinktober 2022#kinktober day 22#broly#broly x you#broly x y/n#broly x reader#broly x fem!reader#broly smut#dragon ball#dragon ball z#dragon ball super#dbs broly#saiyans#saiyan au#saiyan breeding#dragon ball x reader#dragon ball x you
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Happy Saiyan day! I’m here with another DBZ fanfic to celebrate our favorite boys! This one is a Goku x reader, once again where the reader’s gender isn’t specified so you can put yourself right into the story!
I’ve never written a Goku x reader before because I don’t FO him, but I hope you guys like it nonetheless! The Vegeta one is already up on my blog as well. Enjoy! :)
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“I still don’t get it, can you explain it one more time?” Goku asked, scratching behind his head and laughing awkwardly. You wanted to face palm at the idea of him not understanding it after four explanations, but simply laughed instead. He wasn’t the sharpest tool in the shed, but he was a sweetheart and had his ‘smart’ moments (sometimes).
“Okay, today is March 18th,” you started again, taking his hands in yours and running your thumbs across the tops of his. You stared up at him, dressed in your favorite casual clothes while he stood in that bright orange gi of his. At times it felt like it was the only piece of clothing he owned, but you had to admit he looked good in it.
“Yeah yeah yeah I got that part!” He huffed, squeezing your hands softly. “It’s the rest of it I don’t get!”
“Okay well, if you shorten it, it kind of sounds like ‘saiyan’ in Japanese.”
Goku narrowed his eyes at that, removing his hand from yours to rub at his chin. “Yeah, but why is that important?”
Now you were laughing again, “you’re a saiyan, Goku.”
Now he was laughing with you as he smacked his hand to his forehead. “Oh yeah! I guess I am, aren’t I?”
“Yes you are you goofball.”
“But I still don’t get one thing,” he replied, looking around as the two of you walked through a park in west city. The sun was still rising, and the weather was nice during the springtime. Not too hot, not too cold, the grass was green and flowers were starting to blossom. There wasn’t many clouds in the sky, and the leaves on the trees made beautiful sounds when the wind brushed through them.
“What would that be?” You asked, intertwining your fingers with his and beginning to continue your walk down the trail.
“Why are we celebrating it?”
“Well,” you said, kicking a pebble with your foot and watching as it tumbled over the dirt trail, “we don’t know when your birthday is. So… I figured that we could have a little celebration for you today instead.”
“Oh! I guess that makes sense then!” Goku smiled again, his spiky black hair swaying a bit in the breeze. A few leaves tumbled down from the trees around you and got caught in his hair, which he quickly swatted away. “What about Vegeta and Broly? They’re saiyans too!”
You rolled your eyes as you smirked, “yeah, but you’re my partner. It’s different.”
“Well they should have celebrations too!” He huffed, puffing out his cheeks and pouting a bit.
“And they can! But today is for you, Goku,” you kissed the top of his hand gently, causing him to blush a bit as he watched you. “You do so much for so many people; you’re the Earth’s savior! You deserve to have a day dedicated to you for once.”
“Yeah, but I like defending the Earth!” Gods his smile was infectious. How was he always so upbeat like this? So carefree? He pulled his hand away as he punched his fist into his open palm, “I get to fight tons of powerful guys because of it! And we’ve made so many new friends too!”
“I know you like fighting, but you like eating and seeing your friends too,” you giggled, poking his side.
He gasped at that, covering his mouth slightly. “No way! Are we going to get food somewhere?”
You shook your head as you smiled, “that’s my Goku. Always thinking with his stomach.” You poked him again and he giggled, swatting your hand away from his orange gi.
“Stop it, that tickles!”
As you made your way through the trees of the park you paused as you reached a bench. “Hey Goku?”
“Yeah?” He asked, head swiveling so his eyes could meet yours.
“I’m gonna blindfold you for a bit, is that okay?”
“Sure! I mean, I trust you with my life! A blindfold isn’t a big deal!”
You quickly pulled out a piece of fabric as Goku sat on the bench. You stepped behind him, wrapping the fabric around his eyes and tying it behind his head gently. “There. Is that uncomfortable at all?”
“Nope! It’s perfect!” He grinned. “Just like you!”
You could feel your cheeks heat up at that but didn’t comment anything else. You placed a quick kiss on his cheek as he blushed. “Was that why I had to wear the blindfold?”
“No, I have something else planned. Come on we’re almost there.” You took his hand in yours again as he stood. You lead him carefully through the rest of the trail, making sure to knock any larger rocks or branches out of the way so the taller saiyan wouldn’t trip on anything; he was clumsy enough without the blindfold, he didn’t need any added obstacles when he couldn’t see.
“I love you.” He said randomly, causing you to freeze as he crashed into you, making you to fall forward a bit. “Woah! Hey are you okay?”
You brushed yourself off and laughed, standing back up as he lifted up his blindfold to check on you. “I’m fine. I love you too, Goku, but now you ruined the surprise!”
“What surprise? I- WOAH!” He exclaimed, pulling the blindfold off entirely and glancing around the clearing laid out before him. There was a few picnic tables set up with snacks and a few gifts, a portable grill lit not too far away. Sitting at the table or standing around it were Goku’s friends, all of which were sharing laughs and turned to see Goku when he yelled.
“Goku!” Krillin exclaimed, running up to the two of you and tackle-hugging his best friend. “Long time no see man!”
“Woah Krillin!” Goku grinned back, lifting his shorter best buddy off the ground. “It’s good to see you too!”
“Happy Saiyan day, Goku,” Eighteen smiled, giving a quick nod in his direction before sipping on a beer.
“Yeah! Next time don’t wait til your partner calls us all to hang out!” Bulma yelled from her spot next to Vegeta. “You shouldn’t be training so much!”
“He doesn’t train enough,” Vegeta grunted. He glanced at you, not saying anything to Goku about why he was there. You were surprised he had even shown up.
Piccolo and Roshi waved as well, and Krillin walked back over to the group to finish telling Yamcha his story. Goku looked at you and flashed that smile of his, bending down a bit to kiss your forehead. “Thanks for all of this. I love you so, so much. I can’t believe you’d do all this for me!”
You quickly kissed him on the lips and hugged him tightly, his body tensing up as a shiver ran down his spine. “I love you too, Goku. You deserve all of it and so much more.” With that the party started with a bang, and you were happy to show your love just how much he meant to not only you, but the rest of your friends as well. Saiyan day would make a great tradition for the years to come.
#dbz#goku#kakarot#Goku x reader#dbz x reader#dragon ball z#dbz fanfiction#fanfiction#saiyan#saiyan day#Kakarot x reader#dbz self insert
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Can I ask for some fluff headcanons with Super Broly for a s/o who has anxiety and low self-esteem? Please?
🤩🤩🤩 Yaaaaaaaaas, I live for these!!! Sorta, its a weird existence...
These would work for either version of Broly btw <3
It takes him a little to pick up on signs of an anxiety attack, but he will try to learn tell-tale signs.
Tentatively reaching out "[Name]? Are you okay?"
Hiding behind his back, face buried in his hair while he holds your hands around his waist.
Offering the weird skirt piece (the ear thing/ hip scarf he wears) as a shawl when you have to do something in front of others without him right there
Tight hugs, just squished against his chest hearing nothing but his heartbeat and breathing
He really understands the low self-esteem on a spiritual level, sadly he doesn't understand how to overcome it...
But he does try his absolute best to build you up (always delving into you two complimenting each other until you both forget why you felt bad, to begin with)
Loves keeping you close, both being each other's security blanket for most everything
Slowly sliding his hand down your arm until he cups your hand to remind you he's right there (and that he's tall)
Is quick to scoop you up and fly off from situations that make you anxious
^ just carrying you around while flying in general to get you to smile
He just appears over your shoulder when someone says anything negative about you and the other person shutting up
Not at all afraid of smacking someone into the ground if they go too far in making you feel bad
Sitting in his lap while he pets your hair, telling you everything he likes about you
Even though he isn't all that well spoken, so its mostly how nice and pretty you are, telling you about small moments that you barely remember or think about meaning that much...
Falling asleep on his chest with his arms around your back because he just wouldn't let go until you felt better
Him kneeling in front of you to look you in the face
The softest little kisses because he isn't even sure if he should be doing this, but you are crying and upset so he has to try something
An attempt to sing was made, his voice is kinda deep so it helps just because of that...
Lifting you up over his head so he can say he looks up to you
If you need space, he will back off... not very far, but he will leave the room
^peeking into the room every so often because he is worried
^^Also crudely written notes being tossed in. Letting you know he loves you and thinks the world of you.
Waking up to him just slightly laying over top of you because he can get very protective and you once mentioned that it helps to have a little extra weight at night...
He isn't good at cooking, but he caught a giant fish... this helps, right? Maybe?
#x reader#dbz fandom#dbz broly x reader#broly x reader#dbz broly#brolymovie#broly the legendary super saiyan#dbz super#super broly#anon ask#ask
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glancing blows (raditz x reader)
tags: raditz x reader, raditz x Saiyan! reader, raditz x Time Patroller! reader
warnings: MDNI explicit sexual content, smutty goodness, all the bad words, afab reader
When Raditz saw a red band hiked high up your left thigh, he was grateful. Grateful that the Supreme Kai allowed him to become an instructor in Conton City, grateful that you had taken up his training session, grateful that you were a fellow Saiyan. But he was most grateful for the fact that male Saiyan armor had a plate over the crotch. Without it, there would be no way to hide his aching boner.
Raditz swelled with pride at the sight of you wearing classic armor just like his. But the fact that you had copied the band he wore on his leg too? Devastatingly sexy.
“Like it?” you asked with a glint in your eye as you crested the hill, your preferred training ground outside the busy city.
Raditz smirked. “Suits you well,” he said, snapping the band against your muscular leg. “And it shows exactly who you belong to.”
You swished your tail and stretched the matching band against his taut bicep.
“It shows which new instructor belongs to me,” you purred with salacious eye contact. “I am your first student, right? Better make this training session worth my while, pretty boy.”
It had been like this since Raditz’s arrival to Conton City. The Supreme Kai of Time thought a high-level Saiyan Time Patroller would be perfect to show him around and whip him into an effective instructor. Had she known your chemistry was this good, she might have chosen differently. You couldn’t stop making bedroom eyes at each other.
“Oh, I’ll show you what I’ve got, my little Saiyan princess. And you’ll see I am anything but a boy,” he said, his gruff, gravelly voice making you tingle.
You chuckled. “Is that right? I guess we’ll see then.”
As you stepped away to warm up, Raditz followed close behind, stalking you like prey. “How about we start with a little grappling match? I’ll pin you before you can count to three.”
You turned to him as you stretched. “You might be surprised. I can hold my own against any man here. I’ll top you before you know what’s hit you.”
His eyes raked over you hungrily. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you? To top me?”
You bit your lip and raised an eyebrow at him. “Of course. But I wouldn’t mind letting you win at least once.”
It took great effort for Raditz to refrain from shoving you to the ground and having his way with you then and there. The way you spoke, how your tail mesmerized him, your plush lips and dark eyes… You were perfection. How long could he stay focused before he gave in to temptation? Your soft touch on his arm already had him pining for you. His filthy mind was imagining your voice desperately moaning his name, piecing together a mental picture of you writhing beneath him. Or on top of him, he really didn’t care which.
You held a hair tie between your teeth as you gathered up your long hair. Raditz salivated at the sight of your parted lips, his predatory gaze never leaving you. You gave him a show by dipping your head back to display the delicate tower of your neck, prime for love bites. You arched your back, sending his attention to your ass and tail as you tied your hair up in a ponytail. And damn, did he love your strong legs too. He wanted them crushing his head as he tasted you.
You opened your eyes to find his, inky black and full of lust as he leaned against the lone tree, arms crossed. Your knees went weak as he devoured you. In his armor, his thighs were also on full display, nearly as thick as the trunk he leaned on. But his arms were your favorite. Well defined and drool-inducing, you craved to know how they’d feel wrapped around your waist as you bounced on him, or holding you up against that tree. Oh, but that tail of his. It swayed like a hypnotist’s watch, drawing you in like a moth to flame.
“Want me to tie you up, too?” you asked. “Your hair, I mean.”
He smirked. “Would you like that?”
“It won’t get in your face while we train,” you replied. “Plus, a ponytail could look hot on you.”
“I prefer mine natural,” he growled as he twirled a lock of your hair around his finger. “Though I like the ponytail on you. Gives me something to grab onto.”
You blushed and bit your lip. “Don’t you think we should at least try to train a little before you start trying to seduce me?”
Raditz leaned in close, towering over you in the most heart-pounding way. “Why? I think you’ve already fallen under my spell, darling.”
You raised an eyebrow and nearly brushed noses with him. “My, my. So confident.”
He purred, breathing in your scent. “I saw the way you were looking at me. Why not skip straight to the good part?”
You laughed and playfully shoved him away. “I heard you were a slacker, Raditz. Don’t you have any inclination to get stronger as a warrior?”
He frowned and stepped forward to take your jaw between his index finger and thumb, tilting your face up towards his. “Not when there’s such a tasty reward already ripe for the taking.”
You drew a finger down his chest. “Prove to me training with you is worth my time and maybe I’ll let you take a bite, pretty boy,” you breathed over his lips. You chuckled and stepped back, inviting him to spar.
Ever impatient, Raditz scoffed, but pursued. Despite his grand size, his blows lacked the sting and fire of his younger brother. You easily had him on the defensive, overpowering him with a barrage of punches and kicks. His surprise pleased you, and your attacks sent him to one knee, desperately panting to catch his breath.
“Come on, that isn’t all you’ve got, is it?” you asked with a scowl.
His dark eyes caught yours, frustrated. “I… Didn’t realize I wouldn’t have to hold back with you.”
You glared at him. “Tch! Don’t be such a coward! You should know better than to hold back just because I’m a woman!”
Raditz launched himself towards you with a guttural yell and punch, more powerful than before. Still, you evaded him with grace and ease, adding fuel to his burning annoyance.
“How-” He threw a punch. “Are you-” A kick. “So swift?” Another punch.
You caught his fist and bent his wrist and sending him wincing on one knee again. “This is nothing! I’m starting to see how great the difference between us is,” you scathed. “Pity. I had hoped you’d be more competent than this.”
Raditz’s nostrils flared with rage as you turned your back and walked away from him. He punched the ground with a fiery grunt before chasing after you. His muscled arms clamped around your waist, his back arched and he slammed you down with a bone-shattering suplex. The blow rang through your head like a gong. Before you could claw your way out of his grasp, Raditz flipped you to your stomach and pinned an arm behind your back.
“Not bad,” you mumbled, beginning to smile with your face pressed into the grass.
His elbow dug into your spine. With your shoulder twisted into an agonizing position, you desperately tried to maneuver out of the pin. You managed to get your knees under yourself, but your torso was well and truly trapped under Raditz’s massive form.
“Face down, ass up. Just how I like it,” he quipped as he contorted your arm even further. You groaned at the pain, swearing he was going to rip your shoulder from its socket. Just as you were about to tap out, your free hand brushed against fur. An idea dawned on you.
Like a vice, your hand clenched around Raditz’s tail. His entire body grew rigid and powerless with a strangled gasp from his throat. His grip on you loosened and you wriggled out from under him. You pounced on your opportunity by shoving him down and onto his back, straddling one of his thick thighs and pinning his opposite knee to his chest over your shoulder.
“Me on top. Just how I like it.” You glowed in pride over him, chest heaving.
Raditz’s eyes narrowed. “That was cheap!”
“Should have trained not to be so sensitive,” you mocked. “What’s your excuse? Afraid of hard work?”
Fury bloomed in his chest again, but he was immobilized. He frowned and laid his head against the ground, looking anywhere but at you.
“Aw, don’t pout,” you patronized. “I’ve trained with all kinds of strong warriors. I knew you wouldn’t beat me.”
“Then why even bother,” he growled, still avoiding your gaze. You pressed your shoulder in further, squeezing his knee to his chest uncomfortably.
“Because I’m sizing you up, dummy. How else but to fight you?”
“You can let go of me now,” he strained, growing irritated.
You cocked an eyebrow. “Hmm, I thought you wanted me to top you.”
You dropped Raditz’s leg back down and climbed over to straddle him. His eyes grew wide as you planted your palms on his chest and began to drag your hips over his armor plate. Funny that he had been so thankful for that very plate. Now he couldn’t wait to get rid of it.
He ran his hands from your knees up the soft skin of your thighs. “I thought Saiyan women weren’t interested in weak men,” he admitted quietly.
You peeled off your upper armor to reveal your black sports bra underneath. “Oh quit your pouting. Just because I’m strong doesn’t make you weak.”
Your words triggered a deep, long forgotten memory. Time and time again, fellow Saiyan warriors called him pathetic, lazy, cowardly. And maybe he was. Maybe his strength paled in comparison to other soldiers. But long ago, while watching his tiny brother float in his tank, their mother had patted his head lovingly and told him, Don’t let his high power level discourage you, Raditz. Just because he’s strong does not mean you’re weak.
Now, Raditz’s eyes brimmed with the softness of his mother as he gazed up at your beautiful face. He reached up, thumb brushing your cheek with a gentleness you didn’t expect. You leaned against his touch and closed your eyes.
“May I…” he started. “May I have a taste of you now?”
Pleasantly surprised by his romantic expression, you blushed deeply and leaned forward. You raked your nails through his wild hair, then held his face and pressed your forehead against his.
“Please.”
Raditz stole your breath with a kiss laden with electricity. Your heart soared with excitement as you began to explore one another, the press of every kiss weakening you. You melted over him, arms snaking around his shoulders. He sighed heavily into your mouth, his tongue chasing and teasing yours as he held the back of your head. Your hands curled into fists in his hair, pent up with passion.
“I need you, darling,” he said in a desperate voice.
“Let me give you what you want. Take off your armor.”
With a parting kiss, you sat back and allowed him to sit up to strip his armor. Without it, you could finally see his incredible body and the intimidating size of his bulge. You felt an immediate rush between your legs.
“Lay back for me,” you said, eying the print of his cock.
Raditz obliged, propping himself up on his elbows under the shade of the tree. You positioned yourself between his legs before kissing his lips, then began a journey down his jaw and neck. You kissed shapes into his tender flesh while your hands caressed the firm muscles of his chest and arms, stopping to snap the red band around his bicep again.
Breaths of pleasure escaped him as you touched him, working your way slowly towards the destination you both could hardly wait for. While your hands explored his sculpted abdomen, your tongue lightly dragged over his pectorals. You teased his nipple, causing a suppressed moan to rumble in his throat. You smiled and made a mental note for later.
When your fingers finally reached the band of his black briefs, you lightly traced along the waist as you kissed down the trail of black hair below his navel. Your palm began to graze over his cock print, so incredibly hard. His eyes closed with a groan. You worked your palm over him with an agonizingly light touch, then did the same with your lips. Raditz clawed into the ground, gripping the grass and growling.
“Stop teasing me, woman.”
You smiled, watching his every movement while blowing hot breaths over his cock.
“Mmm, but I love seeing you squirm like this,” you purred. “Tell me how bad you want it, pretty boy.”
He groaned. “I want your lips around my cock so bad, darling.”
“Tell me you need it.”
“Need your mouth, baby girl.”
“Tell me what else you want.”
“Want to cum in your mouth, want to fuck you ‘til you’re sore. Want to hear you scream my name ‘til everyone knows who’s fucking you.”
You bit your lip, supremely satisfied with Raditz’s response. You removed his briefs and watched his cock fall against his abdomen, heavy and thick. Saliva filled your mouth at the sight and you gave a long lick up the underside of his dick. He shuddered.
You began circling your tongue around the fat tip as your hands lightly squeezed his thighs, teasing around his signature band. You sucked his shiny head like a popsicle, letting your spit drip down the shaft. Your slender fingers wrapped around his cock, making you moan at the size and weight in your palm.
“Fuck,” you said under your breath. Raditz watched you bite your lip and stare at his stiff member with lust. “You’re so thick. Not sure if I can take it.”
He chuckled and grabbed your ponytail as you started working your hand and mouth together to suck him off. “Oh, you’ll take it. You’ll take every inch.”
You groaned in response and took him further, nearly to your throat. His girth made it difficult and your jaw already felt the strain. But Raditz’s grip on your hair said he wanted more, so you dug your nails into his thighs and forced his cock deeper. You whined and tears formed at the corners of your eyes, but the ragged moan from Raditz was well worth it. You breathed through your nose and relaxed as you choked him down until you felt his head reach the back of your throat.
“Aghhh,” he whined in pleasure. You smiled internally and let up, allowing your hand to help work his shaft. Up and down you stroked him with just the right pressure, and he made sure to let you know with feral growls. You pulled your mouth off and spit into your other hand so you could give his heavy balls attention. Your lips enclosed over one and sucked as you continued to stroke him with both hands.
“You’re sloppy,” he chuckled. You moaned and made eye contact, bringing him dangerously close to the edge.
“Mm, but does it feel good?” you asked between slurping at him.
“Ugh, you have no idea, doll. You’re so fucking good.”
The praise made you take him fully down your throat again with a quickening pace, your pussy fluttering with his every sound. The faster you could make him cum, the faster you could have him inside you. Excited at the notion, you focused your energy on finishing him. He grunted and rocked his hips in time with your ministrations. His tail, softly swirling until now, began to twitch at the tip. Growing more noisy, you could tell he was nearing his climax.
“Fuck! Just a little more!” he wailed, grip on your ponytail painfully tight.
“Look at me,” you commanded. He did as you told, and you pumped him hard, pulling your mouth off to wait for his load. With a final throaty grumble and groan, Raditz’s abs and glutes tightened as pulses of pleasure burst behind his eyes.
“Ah, fuck! That’s it!” he cried. His tail went rigid and his legs trembled as his cock spurted onto your patient tongue and you slowed your strokes to draw out his orgasm. “What a good girl,” he breathed at the sight of his cum covering your tongue. “Now swallow.”
You did as you were told and reopened your mouth to prove your obedience. He smiled and chuckled, then caressed your cheek.
“Such a good girl. Now turn around and sit on my face. Let me taste you,” he said. Heart leaping, you obeyed.
You removed your remaining armor, bra and briefs, leaving only your leg band to match his. He laid back on the grass and you lowered yourself over him, skin tingling with anticipation. He hooked his arms around your thighs and positioned you perfectly to feel his breaths on your lips.
“Goddamn,” he grumbled. “You smell so delicious.” He blew deliberate hot puffs of air onto you as his thumbs pulled you apart. You were trembling already. He started with a slow, gentle rhythm around your clit, tongue soft and pliable. You closed your eyes and whined at the sensation. As his pace began to build, you started to rock your hips against his tongue, hands on his hard abs for support.
He rolled your clit between his tongue and upper lip, then brought a thumb to your pussy’s entrance, dipping in only enough to gather some of your slippery arousal. He repeated the gesture a few times, then moved his tongue to penetrate you and started working your clit with his thumb. You moaned and laid forward, head on his lower abs. As he tongue-fucked you, you teased his cock with the tips of your fingers, causing him to jolt beneath you.
“Hah! Not yet!” he said with a shaky voice muffled by your pussy.
“Then can I watch you?” you asked. He pulled off and allowed you to turn around. Before you sat back down on his face, you kissed him, dying to taste yourself on his hot tongue. He groaned, then ran this thumb over the band on your thigh and gave it a tug.
You mounted his face, never breaking eye contact as you did so. His dark eyes were clouded with lust, just like yours. As his mouth reconnected with your clit, you grabbed his hair, hard. Raditz’s breathing grew labored as he lapped at your sweet pussy, loving the pain of you yanking his hair. His cock started to reawaken with each honeyed moan from your lips. Your tail softly brushed over his stomach while his arms guided your hips. You closed your eyes as you rode, orgasm building closer and closer to the soaring bliss.
“Ahh! So good!” you called out. “Please don’t stop!”
Raditz’s watched you as he shook his head back and forth, making your cunt pulse. Your nails gouged into his scalp.
“Oh fuck!” you squealed.
Fireworks exploded in your vision as the rush came. Raditz was captivated, staring at your quaking form above. The bliss radiated as he continued flicking at you with his tongue. You basked in the warm pleasure, sighing and catching your breath. You finally opened your eyes to find Raditz grinning underneath you.
“That was so good. God damn,” you praised as you sat back, softly stroking the hair you just had a death grip on.
There was darkness in his smile. “Think you can handle more?”
You brushed your thumb over his bottom lip, now cherry red from eating your pussy. He captured your thumb and sucked.
“Want it all.”
Raditz sat up and leaned against the trunk of the tree, pulling you along with him to straddle him. Hard once more, he aligned himself with your soaking wet entrance and teased with his cockhead.
You let the head slip into you, then lifted off, steadying yourself with hands on his shoulders.
“Me on top, again? You really are lazy,” you teased.
He snickered and sucked on your neck as you lowered yourself further down onto his dick. “I’ll put in some effort, don’t you worry.”
Raditz was thick, making you take your time despite your orgasm and overwhelming arousal.
“Shit, you’re huge,” you whined. He bit down on your shoulder as you dropped your weight over him, letting his cock fully seat inside your blissful walls. He groaned, head dizzy and abs already tight from cumming once already.
“Fuck!” he said through clenched teeth. “So tight for such a slut.”
You pinched both his nipples as you began to ride. Raditz gasped sharply, then grinned.
“I am not a slut,” you said. “You make me wanna act like one.”
“Is that right? And why is that, darling?” he purred, making good on his word as he met your thrusts with plenty of power.
“Mmh!” you cried after a particularly hard thrust. “Because I’ve always wanted a big boy like you.” Each stroke on his fat cock sent pleasure deep, satisfying your craving to be fucked.
“How about I make you feel small?” Raditz growled and rolled you onto your back. He crawled on top of you and wrapped your thighs tightly around his waist before reentering you with shocking force, making you gasp. Kissing at your chest and neck, he fucked you with thorough strokes.
“Ahh! Mm, you feel so good!” you wailed as one of his hands found your chest. He rolled your nipple through his finger and thumb, never missing a beat with his hips. His grunts and groans rumbled in his chest, animalistic and erotic. His hands wandered and gripped you all over, from your breasts to your ass and thighs. You tossed your head aside, letting him bite and suck your neck as he pounded you into the ground.
He unwrapped your legs from his waist and gripped your ankles, forcing you into a mating press. The angle change was perfect.
“Haaaahh!” you whimpered. “Yes, please don’t stop, Raditz!” His cock pulsed at the sound of his name falling from your lips in such a heated manner, so he did exactly as you requested. Cock drilling you and your nails digging into his strong arms, he fucked you until you saw stars.
“Couldn’t stop if I wanted to! Too tight!” Your tail found his and twisted together, an intimate sensation that only added to the immense pleasure.
“Cum inside, please,” you begged him, feeling the approach of your climax deep in your stomach. Despite his heavy breathing, Raditz insisted on kissing you. He grunted from his chest, grounding down through his knees to push every ounce of energy into fucking you. Bodies entwined, sharing breaths, he delivered another few powerful thrusts.
You crashed and pulsed with a cry, riding the high like an ocean wave, the breathtaking peak bright and blissful. Raditz did the same, his final pumps sending a spine-tingling shock through his entire body. His arms shook as he moaned at the pleasure, collapsing onto you in a heap of muscle and wild hair. He nestled into your bitten neck, leaving himself sheathed until the final surges of orgasm had dissipated.
He withdrew from you and rolled onto his back beneath the grand tree, the only witness to your deed. He pulled you into his side, still wanting to feel your warmth. You smiled and snuggled into him.
You caught your breaths together, listening to the gentle breeze rustling the leaves above and feeling the tingle of the sun on your exposed skin. After a long silence, Raditz chuckled.
“I don’t suppose many of your other training sessions go this way,” he said.
You smiled and looked up at his handsome features. “And what if they do? You jealous?”
He frowned and met your gaze. You reassured him by twisting your tail up with his again.
“The only thing I’m wearing right now is your leg band, big guy. I’m yours,” you said with a lingering kiss.
He hummed his satisfaction. “Good. I better not see anyone else’s marks on that gorgeous neck of yours.”
“I guess I should amend that statement,” you said with a laugh. “I’m yours, so long as you continue to fuck me like that.”
He chuckled and kissed you once more. “Deal.”
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#raditz#raditz x reader#dbz smut#raditz x saiyan#saiyan reader#time patroller#dbz xenoverse#dragon ball#dbz x reader#dbz raditz#afab reader
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The Princess of all Saiyans
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Two months in a row with new chapters! New year, new me! I don't know how long this will last, but I'm going to ride the high for now. Tbh, I was really struggling with this chapter. I rewrote it so many times. But I think I like how everything turned out! As always, DM's/Comments are always open if you have any comments, questions, or concerns. I always love to hear your kind words and feedback!
Also, I'ma apologize for what I've done in advance.
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Chapter 15
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You soar through the air, the wind smacking against your face as you head straight for the ship. You'd rather be on the battlefield, but instead, you're fleeing like one of Frieza's cowardly soldiers. Stupid Vegeta. Always barking orders at you. He thinks he can boss you around like an underling. You've proven to be more than capable over the years, and yet Vegeta still treats you like a child. It's demeaning. And to make matters worse, Vegeta made you leave, but not only does Raditz get to stay, but those pathetic earthlings do too. Talk about adding insult to injury.
You finally arrive at the ship, landing gracefully on the terrain. You sigh dramatically, keeping your eyes fixated on the aircraft. At least after today, you'll never have to see one of these crappy ships ever again. You'll be free of the Frieza Force's terror. Though you're unsure if it'll be you in hell or Frieza. All you know is one of you is being sent on a first-class trip to eternal damnation. You take one last deep breath before heading into the ship.
On impulse, you walk straight into the room with the healing chamber. Your stone-cold gaze lands on Goku, who's still taking his sweet-ass time healing. "Ya, ya. Don't look so happy to see me." You snarl, placing your hands on your hips. "I'm not here by choice." You step closer to the chamber, sliding down against the machine. You rest your head against the cool metal, shutting your eyes. "You know, you're lucky, Kakarot. You didn't have to grow up with your pain in the ass, older brother. You didn't even have to deal with being bossed around past infancy. And you don't even remember it at all."
It takes you a while, but you eventually grow accustomed to the faint buzzing of the machine. Finally, being able to relax, well, relax as much as you can, considering your current situation. That is, until the ground starts violently shaking. Your eyes snap open as you place your hands against the floor, steadying yourself. Various objects fly off the shelves, scattering across the room. Luckily nothing damaged the healing chamber. What the hell is going on out there? You shift your focus to the direction of the battle. Frieza's energy has spiked drastically. He must have undergone one of his transformations. You know he has multiple forms, though you've never seen him transform with your own eyes. They must be giving him a harder time than you thought. Wait. There's another power level there. You were so focused on Frieza that you hadn't even noticed the new arrival. That must be the Namekian. Better late than never, you suppose. Wait, no. That's Kakarot's motto.
Your surroundings finally calm down. Frieza must be done transforming. "Frieza really does like flexing his power." You sigh. That smug bastard. You wonder if he had to transform to destroy planet Vegeta. Probably not. "I wish you remembered our homeworld. You were there long enough to at least form some basic memories. The Saiyan race was something else entirely. Life on planet Vegeta was constant destruction--- it was glorious." You grin, chuckling to yourself. "You would've hated it, Kakarot. But--- I'd give anything just to spend one more day on planet Vegeta."
You shut your eyes again, retreating into the one place you can avoid Frieza, your mind. At least, you thought you could, but even in your mind, it seems like you can't avoid Frieza or the havoc he's caused. Frieza's been this catalyst in your life, a constant sign of misery. Childhood monsters aren't supposed to be real. The monster under the bed is simply the result of an overactive imagination. But your monster is very real. Your monster took away your home, slaughtered your entire race, and then forced you to serve him. You can't seem to escape your monster, no matter how much you try.
Twenty-Something Years Ago:
"Where the hell are we going?" You shout at Cui for the millionth time. Frieza's lackeys put you and Raditz on this ship hours ago with absolutely no explanation. When you first arrived at your previous location, you wanted nothing more than to leave that prison. But now you're free from that hell hole, and you can't ignore the sinking feeling in your stomach. You don't like this. You don't like this at all.
"Then come over here, and try. I dare you!" You growl back.
"Shut your mouth, brat. Before I shut it for you!" Cui's all bark and no bite. You'd love to see him try. You could probably take Cui even before your training with Lord Frieza.
"Listen here----" Cui's screaming is cut off once he notices Zarbon poking his head into the room.
"Cui!" Zarbon's voice booms. "Stop instigating her!"
"Me? She's the one who started it!"
"She's a child." Zarbon pinches the bridge of his nose, an annoyed look crossing his features. "You're a grown man. Act like it." And with that, Zarbon once again leaves you and Raditz alone with Cui. Definitely a big mistake on Zarbon's part.
"Ya, act like it." You mock Cui as Raditz laughs hysterically.
"You're lucky I don't strangle you!" Cui is really getting worked up. Some anger management classes could do wonders for him.
"Oh, no." You hold up your hands. "I'm shaking."
"Why, you little---" Cui snarls as he stands up from his seat. But rather than storming towards you, he stomps towards the door, going out into the hall. "Someone switch jobs with me! I can't take this hell anymore! I'll even do grunt work to get away from those brats!"
"Wow." You turn to Raditz, who's mirroring your pleased expression. "I didn't think he would snap that fast."
Frieza's buffoons decide to leave you and Raditz alone for the duration of the trip. You wish you knew where they were taking you. You thought nothing could be worse than the prison they just had you in, but now you're not so sure. It's been a long---- year? Has it only been a year? It feels like it's been much longer. You feel like you've aged twenty years in only one.
The ship suddenly comes to a halt. There has to be some way to find out where you are before those clowns come to get you. Your gaze darts all over the room. No, nothing ---- wait. Bingo! There's a window, but it's a bit high up. You'd have to fly to reach it, but you don't want to attract any unwanted attention. Flying would raise your power level, and a scouter would definitely pick that up.
"Raditz, give me a boost." He raises his brows before ultimately complying. "Move over to that window." He struggles, staggering a bit. But he's able to get you to the window. You press your face against the glass, boxing your face in with your hands.
"What do you see?"
"Give me a minute!" You carefully take in the surroundings outside of the glass. It's another one of the Frieza Force's outposts, which isn't a surprise. But it seems less secure. That's strange. It's less prison-like than where you were last. Why would Lord Frieza move you here?
"What do you two think you're doing?" Zarbon's voice booms from behind. Raditz flinches, accidentally dropping you. You fall to the ground, landing on your ass. You look up at him from the floor, your eyes burning with fury.
"Oops." Raditz's eyes widen. "S-Sorry, Y/N!" You stand up, brushing yourself off. You shift your gaze back to Raditz, narrowing your eyes at the slightly larger Saiyan. Before you can scold the big idiot, Zarbon speaks up.
"Let's go." Zarbon flips around, leading you out of the room. The three of you exit the aircraft, heading straight into the unfamiliar building. You tread carefully behind Zarbon, making sure not to fall too far behind. "Lord Frieza has decided to be generous and move you here. Don't take advantage of his generosity, understand me?" Oh, yes, Lord Frieza is so generous. After destroying your planet and slaughtering your people like cattle, at least he's decided to improve your living arrangements.
Zarbon leads you both into an empty room. He turns around, looking you dead in the eyes. "Wait here."
He exits the room, leaving you both alone. "Y/N, what's going on? They've never left us alone like this. We could literally leave right now. The door is right there."
"I--- I don't know." Having more freedom is somehow worse. You can't help but feel on edge. You keep your gaze fixated on the door. It's the only way in and out. You begin to hear faint mumbling from the hallway. The murmuring quickly turns to yelling. You'd recognize that shouting anywhere, even if it's been so long since you've heard it. "Vegeta." You whisper to yourself in disbelief. He's here. He's alive. You didn't think you'd ever see your brother again.
Vegeta walks through the doorway first, followed closely by Zarbon. Nappa and Cado straggle into the room a few moments after. The room is dead silent, that is, until Zarbon clears his throat, gaining everyone's attention. "Lord Frieza has given things some thought, and he believes you Saiyans will be more productive as one unit. So he's generously decided to grant your request and reunite you. This is your one warning to behave yourselves. I'll leave you alone to get reacquainted with each other." The green-haired man turns to your brother. "And Vegeta, I trust you can show Y/N and Raditz around." Zarbon stays true to his word, leaving the room.
Once again, that eerie silence takes over. No one seems to know what to say. Vegeta walks over to you. He's gotten taller. He moves his hands toward you, dusting off your armor. "Have you been sticking to your training regime?" You nod. "And you've been eating well? I know how you are. If it was up to you, you'd eat junk all day."
"Yes, Vegeta." Vegeta moves his hands into your hair, fixing all the stray strands. Making you look more presentable.
"Did--- Did anyone hurt you?" His eyes meet yours, his expression becoming gravely serious. "Did somebody lay a hand on you? Answer me!" Your lack of response does not put him at ease. "I'll fucking kill them!" Your gaze lands on the ground as you begin mumbling. "You look me in the eyes when you answer me, Y/N."
You look back up at him, pouting. "No, Vegeta." You shake your head. "No one hurt me." It's best not to tell Vegeta the truth. He'd go on a warpath and just end up getting himself killed.
"Raditz!" His head snaps toward the taller boy. "Is she telling the truth?" Raditz's eyes widen, his entire body turning stiff. "Raditz?" Raditz's gaze meets yours. "Don't look at her for help! Look at me!"
Raditz nods rapidly. "Yes. Why--- why would she lie?"
Vegeta's gaze shifts between you and Raditz. No one dares to even move. Vegeta turns around, huffing to himself. "Alright then. We'll give you the tour of this death trap." Vegeta, Nappa, and Cado show you around the building. Showing you the ins and outs of every nook and cranny. And most importantly, they show you every exit.
You circle back around to the sleeping quarters of the building. "Half of these rooms are unoccupied. Raditz, feel free to pick any one you want." Vegeta points to another room. "Y/N, that one's yours. It's right next to mine." Of course, you and Vegeta aren't even reunited for five minutes, and he's already bossing you around. You're not even mad about it. It's nice to see that some things are still the same. There's one thing you can always count on, and that's that Vegeta will be well, Vegeta. Vegeta shoos the others off with his hand. "You three can do whatever you want for the time being." Your brother turns to you. "Follow me. There's something I want to show you."
Vegeta walks into his room with you in tow. He moves straight into a corner of the room, which seems to have some sort of bag on the floor. He kneels down, rummaging through the duffle. It takes him a bit, but he finally finds what he's looking for. "I found this a while ago and figured you'd want it." He stands up, flipping back toward you. You can now see the object in his hands. It's a book. He moves back over to you, handing you the novel.
You take it, observing the cover carefully. From what you can gather just from the front, it's all about domesticated animals. Well, the book calls them pets. You didn't have those on planet Vegeta. "Thanks, Vegeta." Your face falls as you hand the book back to him. "But I don't have time for childish stuff like that anymore." Vegeta's mouth hangs ajar as he stares at you like you've grown another head. "I'm going to go to my room now, okay?" Vegeta stands still, unable to move as you leave his room, heading directly into your own.
Vegeta snaps out of his trance, moving quickly toward the doorway. Where he can see Raditz struggling to choose between two rooms. "Raditz!" The taller boy turns around. "What the hell happened this past year?"
Raditz's brows crinkle. "What do you mean?"
"Y/N's acting strange. She's not behaving like herself."
"It's just been a long day, Vegeta." Raditz sighs. "She's probably just tired." No. Vegeta doesn't care how long you've been apart. He knows that something is wrong. Something has changed. And not in a good way.
In typical Vegeta fashion, he storms into your room, slamming the door shut behind him. He finds you on your bed. You're lying on your stomach, with your face buried in a pillow. He treads carefully, moving closer to you. "Y/N--- tell me what's going on." He now hovers right over you, his eyes filled with concern.
"Nothing." You mumble into the pillow. "Just sleepy."
"Y/N---" He moves a hand into your hair, stroking it comfortingly. "I'm not going to yell. Just tell me. If--- If you did something you shouldn't have, we can figure it out together."
"That's not it." You sigh. "It's just time for me to grow up." You move your head to the side to look at your brother. "It's time for me to start taking things seriously. Like you do."
"No. That isn't your job." He says sternly. "Your job is to give everyone shit and do the things you enjoy. Like reading those dumb books, you love so much."
"But--- everything going on here is so complicated. And now we have to deal with Lord Frieza."
"And it's my job to worry about that, not yours. We're all together now. You don't have to worry anymore. I'll deal with all the difficult stuff from now on, alright? All our burdens are mine, and mine alone."
"Okay, Vegeta." You nod. For the first time in over a year, you can finally let your guard down completely. "I---" You sob. "I--- I dont--- I wanna go home." You know it's stupid. You don't have a home to go back to. You're just so exhausted. And maybe, just maybe, a little scared too.
"I know." He moves a hand to your face, wiping away your tears. "Listen to me. When we're older and back at the top of the food chain. I'll conquer whichever planet you want. And that can be our new home."
You stare up at him through tear-filled eyes, your voice cracking. "Promise?"
"Of course. I'll make sure you'll have whatever you want, baby sister. Anything and everything." He wipes a few more stray tears off your face. "Now get some sleep." He moves over to the edge of your bed, placing the book on your mattress before leaving the room. Vegeta knows something happened to you, but he doesn't want to upset you any further. And honestly, he's just happy to have you back, right by his side, where you belong.
Your eyes snap open, your head darting toward the massive spike in power. Frieza's energy has elevated significantly. Did he--- Did he transform again? But his new power level is on a whole other planet compared to his previous form. Did you miss one of his transformations? Wait--- there's an energy source missing. The loss is so small you barely noticed it. Frieza must have killed someone. But who? The Namekian child? He went after the weakest being in the group. But why? A scare tactic, maybe? Frieza does like being unnecessarily cruel. What else did you miss when your mind was elsewhere? You knew you should've stayed focused, but you needed to escape, even if it was only for a little bit.
Now Frieza is fighting someone as well. This is so frustrating. Your eyes are much more accurate than this dumb energy-sensing technique. You wish you could see what was happening. It takes you a moment, but you're finally able to recognize Frieza's adversary as Vegeta. How the hell did your brother get so much stronger? You barely even recognized his power level. Vegeta wasn't nearly that strong when you saw him last. You're more confused than you've ever been. Last time you checked, Saiyans don't just magically get stronger without dedicated training or a massive injury. Something isn't adding up.
Even though Vegeta's significantly stronger, you know it's not enough. He doesn't stand a chance against Frieza alone. Your eyes land back onto the healing chamber, well rather the man inside. "Come on, Kakarot." You mutter to yourself. "Hurry the fuck up." With every second that passes, you become more frantic. Vegeta's power level is dropping, and it's dropping fast. You don't like this. Should you go back to the battlefield? You run a hand through your hair, trying to calm your nerves. But it feels like your brain is moving a thousand miles a second. You can't just stand here while Frieza manhandles your brother. But what help would you be? You're strong--- but you know your power isn't enough to even stand a chance against Frieza. And if your wound opens back up, it's game over. You need time to weigh the pros and cons. Time that you don't have.
You need to make a decision. You know Vegeta wouldn't want you to get involved, but---- before you can even finish your thought, bright red lights flash in the room. You move your attention back onto the healing chamber. Finally! Kakarot's done. You walk to the control panel, mashing the buttons to release him. With one last push of a button, the door opens. "It's about time, Kakarot. You have a nasty habit of showing up late, don't you?" Immediately as he steps into the room, your breath hitches. You're at a loss for words. You carefully observe the man in front of you, watching the water-like substance drip off his sculpted body. He looks the same, but he feels so different. He's like a whole new man.
His energy has changed entirely. You can't wrap your brain around it. You can't even formulate the words to describe what's different about Goku. But you know that you've never seen anything like this before.
"Y/N?" You're snapped back to reality by Goku waving a hand in front of your face. "Are you alright?"
"Mhm." You nod, still unable to form a coherent sentence. It's like he put a spell on you. One that makes you hear the rapid thumping of your heart in your ears. And sets your entire body aflame with his gaze.
"Are you sure? Cause you're looking at me kinda funny." You gasp, your gaze darting all over the room. You're looking at everything besides the man in front of you. That helps you regain your sanity. Simple, just don't look at Kakarot, and you'll be fine.
"Never better." Keep your words short and sweet, and you'll be able to put up a facade of normalcy.
"If you say so." Goku looks at his hands. "Wow. This is amazing." He's in awe. It's kinda cute, in a sickening sort of way. "We have nothing like that on Earth. It would usually take me weeks to get healed, but that was pretty much instant. It healed me so fast." He looks back at you. "And thanks for coming back to let me out. Even if it wasn't completely your choice." Oh, right. Kakarot heard everything you said to him. Damn it.
"That's not why Vegeta screamed at me to come here." You pat the side of your torso, reminding Goku of your injury.
"Oh, right." He chuckles lightly. "I forgot about that. Do you need help with the healing chamber?"
"No." You scoff. "You'd probably just break something. Or you'd end up locking me in the chamber for a year. I have it----" You cut yourself off, noticing another significant drop in your brother's power level. "I have everything under control. Just go!" He nods, ascending into the air. "And Kakarot, good luck. You're gonna need it." He blasts a hole through the roof before taking off to face Frieza.
The sooner you get healed up, the sooner you can get back to join the others. You still don't like this, but you know it's the smart thing to do. Once you're one hundred percent, you can give Frieza some real hell. You start pressing the buttons again, this time to activate the process. Luckily, you won't be in there as long as Kakarot. You're dealing with something much more minor.
You step into the chamber, and the goo-like substance fills your surroundings. Eww, you shutter. You forgot how gross and slimy this shit is. But you know your slight discomfort will be worth it in the end. Even though you hate this damn machine. During your childhood, you spent many hours in these rust buckets after your training. None of them were pleasant. You take a deep breath, trying to remain calm, as you desperately avoid checking to see how the battle is going. Because if you even look once, you know it'll be all you can think about. You'll drive yourself crazy before you're even close to being healed.
You're not sure how long you've been in the chamber now. Time always seems to disappear when you're in here. The water-like substance in the chamber is supposed to have a tranquil effect, so maybe that's why? You've never felt it, but that might just be tied to all your unpleasant memories of being trapped in healing chambers after being beaten half to death. You just hope you'll be done soon. This might be worse than being trapped for months in a pod, and that's saying a lot.
Your eyes snap open, your breath hitching. That was a mistake. You blink rapidly, trying to get the liquid out of your eyes. Your eyes are on fire, but you ignore the burning. Something's wrong--- it's this unexplainable feeling you have in your gut. You give in to your intuition, focusing on the one area you've been desperately avoiding, the battlefield. When you do, your heart sinks. You've never felt this way in your life. Vegeta's energy isn't just low. It's faintly present. If you didn't know better, you would've mistaken him for an insect. What the hell is going on? Vegeta isn't--- he isn't even fighting back. That isn't like your brother. You can feel his energy getting weaker and weaker. You can't--- you can't just stay here. You know it would be wiser to finish healing. You would be more helpful in the fight against Frieza when you're in top form. But for once--- you don't care. The rational part of your mind has gone blank. You've been spending far too much time with those earthlings. They must be rubbing off on you.
You manage to wiggle your fingers, focusing all your energy on your hand. The liquid in the chamber makes it very difficult to move. You move your hand slightly up. But it feels like there's a weight pulling you back down. You dismiss the feeling, moving your hand parallel to the window. You use all your strength, shooting a blast of energy straight ahead. Shards of glass fly across the room, and the liquid sprays violently out of the chamber, flooding the area. You step out of your former prison, wiping the drops of water off your face. You fling yourself up into the air, speeding through the same hole Goku made not too long ago.
You fly faster than you've ever flown before. You didn't even think that was possible since you're one of the fastest beings in the universe. You don't remember it taking this long to arrive last time. It feels like an eternity. You are so wrapped up in your thoughts that you almost fly past everyone. You almost missed Frieza's massive energy. You're slipping.
Your gaze fixates on the person you are most worried about, Vegeta. He's in worse shape than you thought. You look into your brother's eyes, and you can't believe what you see. Tears. You've never seen Vegeta cry before, not once. Your father even said he didn't cry as a baby. Then you hear something even less likely than Vegeta shedding tears. It's so unbelievable that you thought your ears were deceiving you. He begs Kakarot for help. Vegeta, your brother, one of the most prideful beings to ever exist. Begging someone, no, a third-class Saiyan, a clown-like Kakarot, for help. You can't even wrap your head around it. It feels like you're in some sort of bizarre dream. Or is it a nightmare? You finally notice the gaping hole in your brother's chest. That's--- That's not good.
Vegeta's chest rises and falls. He takes one last shallow breath before his head plops down on the ground, motionless. It's happened. You're now trapped in your worst nightmare. The worst fear of your childhood has come to life. The only thing that was more horrifying than Frieza's existence. Vegeta--- he's just gone. You hear this obnoxious shriek of hysteria. It's loud enough to pierce the eardrums of beings on other planets, planets that are far outside of this solar system. Wait. Did that--- come from you? Did you make that sound? You've never ever made a noise like that in your life.
"Y/N. How nice of you to join us." Frieza's mocking invades your ears, but you don't care. You don't even think your brain registered his taunting. You rush over to Vegeta's side, dropping to your knees.
"V-Vegeta." He looks so weak. So pathetic. As kids, you always looked up to Vegeta, and that's not just because he was taller in stature. Even as adults, you still thought the world of him. Hell, he was your world. Vegeta was always so brave and so strong. He was your hero. As a child, you wanted to be just like him. You idolized him. Sure, you butted heads more often than not, but that's just how you were. Now--- now he's just gone. One second he was here. He was breathing. And now he's not. "No, no, no, no. No! You promised. You promised me!" You were so mad at him only a few minutes ago, wishing him a fate worse than death. Now, you're incoherently sobbing at his side.
The others surrounding you are silent. There are no words that can be said to you at this moment. "And the Saiyan Princess sheds tears for the Prince. How sad. Though, who would've thought you'd be the last one from your bloodline, Y/N. I had my money on Vegeta. I always thought your recklessness would've gotten you killed first." All you can see is red as the freak's grating voice echoes in your mind. "I almost single-handedly wiped out your bloodline too. When I exterminated your dreadful race, I personally took care of your pathetic father. And, I guess you can see what I did to poor Vegeta." Your mind clouds further, deeper shades of red filling your vision. "Too bad I didn't have the chance to get rid of the little one. Some insect probably took care of him." You clench your hand into the ground, digging up clumps of dirt with your hands. "As I recall, you were quite protective over him." You unclench your fist, tears now shamelessly running down your face. "Y/N--- there's no need to cry. Don't worry. You'll see them all again momentarily. Your father, Vegeta, your other brother. I can't seem to remember his name, but I suppose it really doesn't matter. No one who knew him will be around anyway."
"Y/N!" Raditz shouts. "Get the hell out of the way!" Your legs feel like lead. You can't find the energy to move. It's like you've lost your will with Vegeta. Or maybe you're in shock? You snap your eyes shut, preparing yourself for the inevitable. At least it'll be quick.
You can hear the blast incoming like a missile. You knew Frieza would probably be the one to cause your demise, but you didn't think it would be like this. Your eyelids grow heavy as you feel something splatter all over your back. After a few moments, you gain the courage to open your eyes. You look down at your torso, but everything seems fine. Your chest piece is fully intact, and you're not in any pain. You move your hand to your back, wiping off the unknown substance. You observe your hand closely. That's definitely blood. "W-What the hell?" Your voice is inaudible. Not even a faint whisper escapes your lips.
"Well, not who I was aiming for. But I suppose that's one more Saiyan out of the way." Frieza states, with minor irritation.
You turn around to find Raditz, who's fallen onto the ground. "Rad---Raditz!" You shriek, flipping his body back over. "You big fucking idiot! Why would--- why did you do that?"
"Over the years, you've taken so many beatings for me. It's about time I repaid the favor." He chuckles briefly before wincing in pain. "And you know. It's about time I actually did my job for once."
"That's not you're job! It's not your job to protect me." You grimace at him. "At least not anymore."
"Yes, it is. It's what I was tasked with on planet Vegeta. And I'm finally seeing it through." Raditz's eyes begin to droop. "Besides, use your head. Who do you think stands a better chance against that purple freak? Me or you?"
"You must really be losing it." You can tell Raditz is struggling to keep his eyes open, but the stubborn fool is even fighting his own body's natural instincts. "You were always so terrified of Frieza. And now you have no problem running your mouth."
"It's what I do best." Raditz coughs. "Who knew dying fucking hurt so much. Whenever we killed someone, I always thought they were being dramatic. But damn, this sucks."
"Developing a conscience in your final moments?" You can't help but laugh. This fool always knows how to make you feel better, even when he's down.
Raditz chuckles. "Hell no. I'd do it all again." He finally gives in, snapping his eyes closed. "Y/N." He pauses. "Make him pay. For what he did to our planet. Our people. My--- My mother." You run a hand through his wild hair, hushing him.
"I will, Raditz. You don't have to worry about that."
"And--- one more thing, Y/N."
"Damn, you sure have a lot of last requests." He opens his eyes a crack, staring at you through lidded eyes.
"I'm dying! Let me have my moment." You chuckle but decide to let him continue. "Try to get along with Kakarot. Or at least don't kill him. I know his personality is a lot--- but."
You sigh dramatically. "I'll try. But no promises."
Raditz grins one last time. "You know. You've made this entire shitty existence a lot better, Y/N. I can't even picture my life without you in it anymore." His head falls to the ground, his eyes returning to their closed state. You watch him take one final breath, and just like that, he's gone too. Raditz and Vegeta are both dead. There's two more people added to the lengthy list of things Freiza has taken from you.
"Ya, me too, Raditz." You snap your tear-filled eyes shut, a few stray tears rolling down your face. At least with Raditz, you got to say goodbye.
"As loyal as the dog that he was till the end. How pathetic." You finally stand up, clenching your fists. "Now, Y/N. I'd love to see how you plan to make me pay."
Goku walks to stand beside you. It looks like he's going to move over to Frieza, but you raise your hand, stopping him dead in his tracks. "He's mine, Kakarot." You practically growl. Goku wants to get involved, but the expression on your face makes his blood run cold.
The two of you stare at each other for some time as if you are communicating telepathically. Goku shuts his eyes, nodding. "Alright, Y/N." He moves back to stand beside the others who are staring at him, horrified. Goku backing down from a fight is unheard of. All you needed was a few minutes, and you could make him stand down completely. It's like you're some sort of Goku whisperer. Krillin sure wishes he had that ability. That would've saved him a lot of trouble over the years.
"After all these years, I don't have to hold back anymore." Your eyes linger between both corpses. "I played nice--- well, as nice as I could. I bit my tongue all this time." Your eyes lock on Vegeta. "Looks like you did me a favor." You smirk. "Now, I don't have to protect Vegeta's ego."
Frieza laughs uncontrollably like it's the most ridiculous thing he's ever heard. "You're even more delusional than that brother of yours. What's next? Are you going to tell me you're a Super Saiyan too?"
"I'm no Super Saiyan." You scoff. "I'm not that strong. But I do have to thank you, Frieza. You did help me become the woman I am today. You underestimated me, just like I expected you to. You played right into my hand."
"How so?" Frieza actually sounds alarmed. There isn't even a hint of amusement in his voice.
"Back when I was little, my father would always tell me how there were things that I was capable of that Vegeta wasn't. I thought he was full of shit. That he was trying to make me feel better about being so mediocre compared to my brother. But I've grown to understand what he meant. Vegeta was always stronger---- but I was smarter, less prideful. Even if I didn't always act like it. I'm sure that's in one of your little reports from your underlings from back when you were scouting planet Vegeta."
"And how did you manipulate me, Y/N?"
"I'm getting to that. I was content with living in my brother's shadow, letting everyone degrade me."
"Are you saying that you're stronger than Vegeta was?" Frieza asks in total disbelief.
"Exactly." You nod. "And it's all because of you, Lord Frieza." You're getting too cocky, but you can't help yourself. "When you'd train me, I'd never let you know how strong I was. Only using half my strength, sometimes even less than that."
"I miscalculated you." He grins eerily. "I applaud you, honestly. That doesn't happen often. But I can tell you right now, I won't be making that mistake again."
"I wouldn't expect anything less." You glance once more at your fallen comrades. If you're going to fight Frieza, you need to be angry.
"Come on then, show me how strong you actually are. I'm assuming you'll be quite manageable." You stretch your arms out, cracking your knuckles. "And that's if you're not bluffing. Cause there's no reason to delay this any longer, Y/N, if you're really as strong as you claim."
You speed toward Frieza, starting your barrage of attacks. Frieza dodges every one. "You know what they say about Saiyans. There's only one thing more dangerous than a Saiyan with damaged pride. And that's a Saiyan with nothing left to lose. And unfortunately for you, I'm the latter." You finally manage to land a blow on Frieza, knocking him back. You and Frieza end up in the air, trading punches back and forth. You're both moving at lightspeed. The others probably can't even track you.
"You've taken everything from me." It all comes bubbling back up. The years of humiliation. The years of bullshit you've had to put up with. The years of being trapped under Frieza's thumb. Bending over backwards to complete his every whim. But even with all of that. Nothing compares to losing Vegeta and Raditz within minutes of each other. Things can only build up for so long. This time you've finally cracked. "You've taken everything!" You shriek. Strong winds form around you, and the ground below begins to shake rapidly. "I'm going to make you regret the day you decided to keep me alive!" You know a way that you can do some real damage to Frieza. You might even be able to kill him, but it's risky.
There's one thing that isn't worth all the strength in the world. And that's losing control. Relinquishing control of your body and actions is the greatest horror you can imagine. But at this point, you're willing to give up everything just to give Frieza a taste of his own medicine. And you know if things go south, Kakarot's here. He'll be able to stop you when things go astray.
You stop dead in the air, flashing Frieza a sinister grin. "It's really not fair." You pout. "You shouldn't be the only one who gets to power up."
"Are you talking about your pathetic monkey transformation?" Frieza cackles. "You know that wouldn't be of any use against me. There's no point in even wasting your time."
You scoff. "No, I'm talking about something even better." You land back onto the ground, and Frieza quickly follows.
"Well, if it's so great, show me." You have to channel all your anger. It shouldn't be too hard. Everything that freak has ever done, all of the pain he's caused you, flashes through your mind. "Come on, I'm waiting." You glance back one last time at what's left of Raditz and Vegeta. You clench your fists, gritting your teeth. You huff and puff as fresh tears stream down your face. You scream, similar to the way when you saw Vegeta.
The ground beneath you shakes, and rapid winds form around you as your piercing shriek only elevates. Your power level, which was once undetectable, now skyrockets. But it's not enough to scare Frieza. "You Saiyans are always so dramatic. So far, this is quite the underwhelming performance." Frieza yawns dramatically. "It's putting me to sleep. You know what. After I'm done with this planet. I'll do a sweep around the galaxy for the last of King Vegeta's offspring. In the rare chance that he did survive, that is. I want to nip this Saiyan problem in the butt for good. I sware you're like roaches. You kill one, and four more pop up in its place."
You spent the majority of your childhood protecting Tarble from the wrath of anyone that came his way. Frieza going after you is one thing. But Tarble is a whole other story. Your brother being alive is this invasive thought that pops up in your mind now and again. You know it's incredibly unlikely. You always did everything for him. Even if it's hypothetical, even if you believe he's dead. You've never let a single being lay a hand on your twin, and you sure as hell won't let it start happening now.
Your screaming only amplifies as the entirety of the planet quakes. Violent waves form in the waters of Namek as strong winds take over the atmosphere. You're so wrapped up in your rage that you can't hear the conversations of the earthlings. You can't even see the rising panic on Frieza's features. The color of your irises drains, the entirety of your eyes turning into a glowing white before becoming a vibrant teal. Your hair hovers into the air, turning into a shade of gold. You chuckle deeply, twisting a strand of your hair. "Not what I was trying to do. But this works too."
Frieza's eyes bulge out of his head. "Are you claiming to have another form?!"
The world around you has stilled. It's returned back to normalcy. "Looks like that old legend was true after all. I always thought it was one of those old wives' tales that was told to Saiyan children to scare them into not skipping training." If only your father could see you now. He'd be proud.
"You're--- You're a. No! It's not possible!" Frieza's panic grows more incoherent with every word. "You're a Super Saiyan!"
"Wow!" Gohan gasps in awe. "I've never seen anything like that before." Why does the brat sound so cheery? One happy-go-lucky buffoon is more than enough.
You move towards Frieza. Even if you can't defeat him, the way he's looking at you is enough to satisfy you. You've never seen the great Lord Frieza fearful before. "Come on then, let's get this show on the road." You and Frieza get straight back into it, destroying any terrain that crosses your path. Nothing gets your blood pumping more than a good fight. Well, that was until recently. Kakarot has the same effect on you, but that's something you consider an undesirable nuisance. "I'm going to make you pay! For everything you've done to me---- to my people!" Your emotions in this form seem to run even more rampant than usual.
You punch Freiza into the air. "That's for my planet!" You teleport behind him, smacking Frieza back toward the ground. "My people!" Right before he can hit the ground, you grab him by the neck. You tighten your grip, restricting his airflow. "This one's for me." You toss him back into the air like it's nothing. This time you stay on the ground, lifting your index finger. You create a bright blue beam with your finger. "And this is for my father!" You shoot a beam of light at him, slicing his tail in two. To Frieza, that's the worst attack you've done all day. Before he can react, you speed towards him, grabbing his arm. You swing him around like a fan, tossing him back into the sky. "That's for Raditz!" Frieza now hovers in the air, slightly dazed. You create a giant blinding ball of energy. "And this one! This one is for Vegeta!" You send the orb straight to Frieza, blasting him into the ground. The bright light disappears, revealing the giant crater you've made.
Frieza lays still in the hole, not moving a muscle. "Is he?" You cut Krillin off before he can even continue his foolishness.
"Don't be stupid! You really think a little blast like that could put down Frieza?"
Frieza stands back up, cracking his neck. His expression is grim. It makes your stomach churn. "Are you done with your little tantrum? Without Vegeta, there's no one to keep you in check." He huffs, looking at his back, swaying what's left of his tail. "Though I intend to make you pay for what you did to my tail."
The fight continues. You never thought you'd be able to hold your own against Frieza for this long. This form is amazing. Too bad you won't be able to truly appreciate your newfound strength. Frieza kicks you full force in the one spot you desperately hoped he'd miss. The second he did, you knew you were in trouble. Your wound opened back up. "Fuck!" You fall to your knees, wincing in pain. One hit, which usually wouldn't even make you flinch, takes you out of commission. Your hair falls limp, returning to its normal shade, and your eyes do the same.
"So one blow to the torso takes out the mighty Super Saiyan completely." Frieza chuckles. "Looks like I had nothing to fear after all." He notices you gripping your side. "Oh, so that's why you weren't here. You're injured. That Super Saiyan form of yours could've been quite the problem. But I guess there's no need to worry now." He flies down to the ground, standing right in front of you. "Any last words?" You look up at him, and with all the energy you can muster, you spit in his face.
Frieza narrows his eyes, wiping your saliva off his eyelid. "I'm sure you're excited to join the rest of your race in hell."
You can't open your eyes. The blow you took must have made your injury even worse than it was before. Burter must be staring up at you from hell, laughing his ass off about indirectly taking you out. In your final moments, you're so weak. You always thought you'd go out in a blaze of glory. "Can't wait. I'm sure I'll see you there real soon too. There must be lots of people down there that are anxiously anticipating your arrival."
It's not like Frieza to draw things out this long. He doesn't like to play with his victims for extended periods. "That's enough." You've never heard Kakarot sound so serious before. You manage to open your eyes, and you can't believe it. Goku's right in front of that monster, holding Frieza's wrist tightly. There's no hesitation, Kakrot's fearless. Goku teleports over to you, picking you up like you're weightless. For someone so powerful, he's surprisingly gentle. "Don't make that face at me." You're not--- okay, you're glaring at him, but Kakrot deserves it. "You're lucky, Y/N. I don't usually let people fight before me when I'm able to. But this seemed really important to you."
"Fuck you---Kakarot!" He's grinning at you. Why does he always do that? It's so infuriating.
"Would you have rather me let Frieza kill you?" He carries you over to the others.
"Yes."
"Well, too bad!" He carefully places you on the ground. "You stay here with the others. Let me take care of everything, okay?" He turns to his son. "Gohan, take care of Y/N. Make sure she doesn't get hurt any worse."
"I hope Frieza slaughters you." You snarl.
"You don't mean that." He chuckles, smiling warmly at you. He turns to Frieza, his expression turning ice cold. "I'm going to make you pay! For everything you've done! For every one you've hurt!" And there he goes again. With his whole selfless hero act. This is nauseating. You wish you were dead.
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Who will be victorious, Goku or Frieza? Will Goku become a Super Saiyan too? And will Y/N ever be grateful to Goku for saving her life? Find out all of this and more in the next chapter of The Princess of All Saiyans!
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There is something incredibly funny about the idea of you being an assassin sent to kill Goku and he just, doesn't take you seriously at all. He's been threatened so many times that it doesn't phase him in the slightest to see yet another on that growing list of 'People Who Don't Like Him'. At least they sent someone cute this time and not some guy with a weird power or something. A normal human, though, is a bit tricky for him to work around, not wanting to actually hurt you and all that.
What makes it better is that he doesn't even try to take your attacks seriously and, in fact, takes it like you're flirting. You're pissed off and calling him every insult you know and he's just dodging every attack like it's nothing. Even firing back a few lines about how pretty you are and that he's kind of impressed a normal human could have this much stamina. He'll even let you hit him a few times-sure it doesn't hurt but you've got a lot of strength that he finds really attracting.
Just, please stop yelling. It's making his pants tight and hard to move in.
#the fact of 'taking fighting as flirting' goes for all Saiyans but is particularly funny with Goku#my man has No Thoughts at all times except during combat and is incredibly aware then too#so he's not missing one word or action when you're trying to beat the shit out of him and he will take it as a compliment#that you're trying to kill him while being so weak#flattered even#cute strong little you? trying to kill him? be still his beating heart#he'll admit it's probably the Saiyan in him but he loves the fact you're trying to kill him and doing so well at it too#(if he was human at least)#he can't help but find it really attractive and be drawn to you#so long as you calm down and let him talk to you maybe he could convince you to join his side#and maybe not be so angry? please? you're really pretty and he doesn't wanna hurt you#jawbones#dragon ball#goku x reader
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The day I met you (Future Trunks x Reader)
Author's note: This story contains swearing and some soft lemon. Because I think Future Trunks would be a softy in the bed anyway ;)
When did this madness start? I didn’t even remember anymore, all the pain, fear, bleakness washed the memories away. Dead bodies everywhere on the street, buildings still on fire or totally ruined to the ground.
I was trying to make my way to a safe place I heard of the other day. That was my only goal at that moment, reaching a place where a saiyan was hidden as well. I might have a tiny bit of a chance to survive, if he would have been around.
-Where in the hell do I have to turn left? -I furrowed my eyebrows, trying to remember what the man said to me, while explaining the direction -This corner, I suppose -I took a deep breath, but regretted my decision in an instant.
Seeing Black fighting with a lavender hair colored man frightened me to death.
-Wrong corner, wrong corner! -I panicked, trying to stay invisible. But Black spotted me easily, smirking at me with that disgusting devilish smile on his face. I couldn’t understand how such a good looking man could be such a freaking prick.
-Shit! Shit! Holy shit! -my eyes popped wide open as I made eye contact with the villain- Okay, that’s it. I’m going to die now on this filthy street, no one ever will remember me -thoughts rushing through my mind rapidly.
-Watch out! -I’ve heard someone yelling, grabbing me by my waist, flying me up high in the sky just the second before a huge blast slammed into the spot I’ve been standing a blink before.
-Oh my God! -I grabbed the man's hand hard, digging my nails into his skin, drops of blood forming and starting to run down on his arm.
-Auch! -he hissed out loud.
-I’m sorry, I’m so sorry -softened my grip, looking still shocked- Please don’t let me fall! -I closed my eyes, my whole body shaking in fear.
-Don’t worry, I hold you still -he murmured in my ears. His warm breath slightly caressed my skin.
After a few minutes, at least it felt like it, we landed. His arm slowly was pulled back from around my waist and even if I felt the solid ground under my feet I still kept my eyes closed.
-You can open your eyes now -he giggled- You are safe.
-Oh, yeah, sure -I carefully opened them, blinking a few times to make my sight clear.
-I’m Trunks -he held his hand to me, smiling.
-I’m Y/N -I stared at him, while accepting the offered hand. His figure mesmerized me immediately, his beautiful blue eyes, the lavender hair, that handsome face and perfectly toned body. I felt blush rushing through my face, so I turned away in an instant.
Trunks smirked as he noticed how I reacted from seeing him.
-Come inside! -he said- You’ll be safe here.
-Thank you -I looked at him again- For everything -I sighed deeply- I would be dead by now, if you didn’t save me from that maniac.
-And that would be a shame. You are too beautiful to be dead -he winked at me and chuckled as he saw me blushing from head to toe one more time.
***
6 months later:
I got used to the safe place and tried my best to be a useful member of the community. Since I was a nurse before it all started I mostly handled the injured soldiers, who were lucky enough to come back alive after a fight with Black.
-Oh my God, Trunks! -I screamed as I saw the saiyan badly bleeding from several wounds all around his body. His face was covered with cuts and bruises, his bottom lip was ripped, just as his right eyebrow -Let me help you! -I ran to him, spinning my hand around his back to give him the opportunity to lean on my shoulder.
Mai appeared in front of us and pushed me away immediately.
-Help the others! -she hissed at me- I will handle him myself.
She never really liked me, because she was madly in love with the saiyan and hated the fact that Trunks didn’t feel the way she wanted him.
-Don’t be rude to her! -Trunks gritted between his teeth, he hated the way Mai treated me and had an argument with her every single time. Now, on the other hand he was too injured to be able to stand up for me. At least I thought so.
-It’s okay -I smiled at Trunks- I will help the others -I spun on my heels, about heading to the opposite way.
-No! -Trunks shrugged Mai’s hand off of him- She will be the one, who’s going to help them -he said with a cold tone, strictly.
-Fuck you, Trunks! -Mai’s eyes widened, clenching her jaw and storming away.
-Sorry, it’s going to be uncomfortable -I poured some alcohol on a cotton ball, pressing it gently against the cut on his lip.
-Uhh… -he hissed.
-I’m trying to be as gentle as possible -I smiled awkwardly.
-I know -he put his big hand on mine, squeezing it softly.
After I took care of all of his wounds, bandaged them well, I was standing in front of him, staring blankly.
-What’s wrong? -he wrinkled his forehead, sitting on a chair.
-This eats me up alive -I sighed deeply.
-What do you mean?
-I don’t know how much longer I can do this…Being terrified every single time you go out there to fight that bastard. The single thought of you not coming back frightens me to death -I clenched my jaw.
-Hey…hey come here -he held out his hands, grabbing mine, pulling me into his lap- Don’t worry, it’s going to be okay. Goku and Vegeta must arrive soon, they will help us to end this madness. And then we will be able to live a normal life. I will be able to take you on a proper date as well -he smiled at me, blushing slightly.
-You promise? -I caressed his face gently.
-I promise -he rested his cheek on my palm.
***
-Deal? -Mai asked Black with a devilish smile on her face.
-Hmm…I will consider your request, however tell me one reason not to kill you right here, right now.
-Because if you kill Y/N as I asked you, I will lead you to the biggest safe place we have in the town. And you can finish more than 200 people at once. I think it’s totally worth it.
-Well, alright mortal. But if you try to trick me… -he smirked at Mai- Death will be the most wonderful thing you will desire.
-Don’t worry, I’ll keep my words, just vanish that freaking bitch out from this world.
-Why do you hate her that much? -Black raised an eyebrow, trying to understand the situation more.
-She…she is just an annoying brat -Mai clenched her jaw- All was perfect til she showed up one day and ruined everything between me and… -she stopped mid sentence.
-Oh… -Black laughed out loud arrogantly- It’s about some kind of meaningless human feelings? You mortals really deserve to be exterminated.
-Whatever -Mai shrugged her shoulders, heading back to the safe place.
-Y/N! -Mai ran to me in panic, totally freaked out-Y/N, you need to come with me. It’s Trunks! He got into a fight with Black and he’s barely alive. You are the best nurse here, you need to come and save him -lies were spluttering from her mouth.
-Oh my God! -my eyes widened, as my heart was about to jump out of my body.
You can call me naive, but I would have never thought she could be this mean. Lying about Trunks being in danger, knowing I would never refuse to help him.
The way she tried to hide her smile made me suspicious. I started to think she might have tricked me, but I had no idea how.
-Where is he exactly? -I asked following Mai into a questionable area.
-This way! Here…hurry! -she kept mumbling- We are almost there.
-But it’s not the place Trunks told me he was heading to before he left the safe place -I stopped walking, folding my arms in front of my chest.
-So what? -Mai was getting impatient- They fought around and they ended up here. Don’t you want to help him or what?
-No, of course I will -shaking my head slightly, following her again.
-There we are -she smiled widely, spotting Black at the top of a building.
-What the fuck? -I looked terrified- Mai?!
But she didn’t answer me, while walking in the direction of Black, who landed on the ground in the meantime.
-You bitch! -I yelled- You fooled me! I’m so going to kill you for that -my eyes were burning in fury.
-Well, good luck with that -she pushed her long black hair behind- It will be difficult, though…since you will be dead in a few minutes -she laughed maniacally.
I gulped hard, thoughts were running through my mind, trying to find a solution which could have saved me from this fucked up situation. Mai was chatting with Black, smiling at him, pointing in the direction of the safe place.
-No way, she’s giving up everything -I hissed, fisting my hands in anger- What the fuck is wrong with this stupid bitch?
-Alright! -I heard Black low voice- I keep my word and kill that meaningless mortal for you.
I froze and stood still. Running away? Hiding somewhere? But where? I sighed and took a deep breath through my nose, thinking of Trunks. I wanted him to be my last thought before I was seemingly going to die within seconds.
Black didn’t use any blast or energy ball, he landed in front of me and grabbed me by my neck, pulling me up in the air, my legs waving in panic as I kept hitting his fist around my throat.
-Please… -I tried to form words, feeling the air slowly disappearing from my body.
-Such a weak, useless body this is -he tilted his head slightly, examining my look as I was fighting for my life.
-Let her go! You fucking bastard! -I’ve heard Trunk’s voice behind.
-What? -Black hissed, dropping me to the ground hard. As I gasped for air, massaging my neck I looked back above my shoulder, seeing Trunks in his fighting stance, holding his sword tight.
-Bitch, you lied to me! -he looked Mai in the eye, who now became more terrified than me.
Trunks and Black started to fight, giving in everything, flying up high in the sky. Punches here and there, cuts and bleeding bruises started to cover them both up. When finally Trunks had the chance to cut into Black’s chest deep and hard. The villain screamed in agony, trying to land at the top of a building.
Mai in the meantime was about to escape, running away, hiding from Black, because she knew exactly that the man wouldn’t believe her. He was going to think she was the one who let the saiyan know his whereabouts. And that was exactly what happened.
-Stop running, you sneaky little brat! -Black shouted, blinded by anger- You really thought you could have tricked me -sending a huge blast in the direction of Mai, which killed her instantly.
Trunks used the situation to land next to me, grabbing me hard by my waist, flying away immediately. He didn’t even look back.
-Trunks…I think Mai told Black where the safe place was -I tried to collect myself.
-WHAT? -he yelled- I’ve heard them talking about a deal. If Black kills me, she tells him where the safe place is. But I didn't hear her say it out loud exactly.
-I don’t know… -I started to cry, the whole situation was so freaking overwhelming I couldn’t control myself.
As we landed in front of the place, Trunks blinked quickly, trying to figure out what to do.
-I wounded him pretty badly -he finally sighed- He will need some time to recover. One or two days maybe. Let’s go inside, we will find out something.
-Alright -I nodded- I will need to take care of your wounds, he harmed you pretty well, too.
Trunks didn’t say a thing, but let me guide him into one of the nursing rooms.
-I still can’t believe Mai was able to do this -he shook his head in disbelief.
-She loved you, Trunks -I pressed my lips together as I was taking care of his cuts on his chest. His shirt was torn apart, revealing his muscled torso.
-That doesn’t mean she had the right to try taking away from me the woman I love -he said, slowly looking up into my eyes.
As I didn’t say a thing, he grabbed my waist slowly, pulling me into his lap, resting his face on my chest.
-Trunks… -I took a deep breath, running my fingers through his silky, lavender hair.
He stood up, pushing me gently against the table and pressed his lips against mine passionately. We have never ever shared a kiss before, hence I was craving it from the first time I saw him. I kissed him back, throwing my hands around his neck as the kiss was deepend.
-I was waiting for this moment for so long -he smiled into the kiss, breaking it afterwards.
-So I was not the only one craving it? -I smirked at him, which made him smile devilishly.
When he started to unbutton my shirt I felt the tension rushing through my body, I wanted him so bad. I grabbed the bottom of his jacket, which he pulled down immediately, tossing it away. After I looked at his already torn shirt, which he ripped off of him with one move, sliding it aside.
-Damn…you are so hot -I bit my lower lip, staring at his abs, at his perfectly muscled torso.
Trunks didn’t say a word, licking his upper lip, while eagerly unzipping my jeans. Pushing it down, guiding me to step out of it and leaving me standing in front of him, only wearing my underwear.
-Fuck… -I moaned as he stepped closer, massaging my breast with one hand, grabbing my ass with his other hand, licking my neck with passion.
I felt his hand wandering down from my breast through my body until he reached my penties.
-Can I? -he looked me in the eye. I gulped as I nodded yes slightly.
-Oh, Trunks -I threw my head back, when his finger slipped in my pussy. Moving the tip of his index finger on my clit made me wild.
I eagerly grabbed the buckle of his belt, trying to free him from his trousers. He smirked at me, while pulling me into a passionate kiss, still moving his finger in my now wet pussy.
-Damn…- he growled, breaking the kiss as I started to rub his bulge through his boxers. I felt he was already hard, ready to take me anytime. His eyes widened, when I slid my hand into his underwear, gently pressing my palm against his hardened shaft
-Y/N -he murmured- you drive me crazy. I won’t be able to control myself -he breathed heavily under my touch.
-Then don’t… -I whispered, which made him wild, pushing his boxers down, grabbing my penties, ripping it off, turning me around, so my back faced him.
-Oh my God, Trunks… -I moaned out loud as I felt his huge cock entering me.
-You are so tight -he growled as started to thrust me gently with a decent speed.
When he slid one of his hands down to my pussy, slipping a finger in, I lost my control. I pushed my hip backwards.
-Fuck… -I panted- fuck me hard, Trunks! Please! -I begged and he obeyed.
Speeding up, pounding me faster and faster from behind. The tension he made me feel sent shivers down my spine, I felt my climax could burst out in any minute.
-Don’t stop -I whined- Please, don’t stop, I’m so close -I grabbed the edge of the table hard.
-Come for me, darling -he murmured into my ear.
He kept kissing my neck, while I was riding out my orgasm under him. When I finished he immediately pulled out. Turned me to face him, pushing me down on my knees. He didn’t have to ask anything, I automatically started to stroke him, massaging his balls gently.
-Yes…right there! -he threw his head back- Fuck, I’m almost there -he hissed, releasing his hot semen on my breast. I stroked him twice more, before I stood up smiling, trying to find something I could clean my chest with.
-Sorry! -he chuckled, scratching the back of his head.
-It’s okay -I smiled, wiping the cum off with a towel.
-Trunks -I looked at him seriously, while getting dressed.
-Yes, Y/N?
-Will we survive? -I took a deep breath.
-I’m going to kill Black and I will take you on that date, I promise -he pulled me into one more passionate kiss.
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😭 Cell bae
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