#vegeta's mother
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"A+ babysitting, Nappa!"
"He's gonna make me go bald before he even starts walking, your highness-"
I believe Nappa really was a bodyguard for Vegeta, especially when he was a kid. Of course Vegeta has a higher power level, but wars and battles aren't always about power level. Nappa has more experience, more knowledge of survival, more understanding of battlefields. There must have been plenty of times where Nappa actually saved his prince's life.
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04.03.24 | not me procrastinating on a larger project by focusing on OC stuff. More detailed drawings of my take on Vegeta's mother from earlier.
I think that Vegeta and his father like basically the same type of woman, except that his father is much more demonstrative about being ridiculously infatuated. I mean, he's the king - who is going to criticise or tease him about gushing over his spitfire wife who smites his enemies and yells at him for teaching The Boy to swear.
Vegeta's mother: you are the single most infuriating man i have ever met and when that servant gets back with the stepladder i'm going to punch you in your stupid, arrogant face.
Vegeta's father: it'll only make me cum sooner, dear.
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Pfiou, so I promised a few people I'd do a post and give credit where credit is due because fandom can be amazing and wholesome and sometimes we need some badass women to remind us of it all ;)
A little while ago, @jorongbak did a few posts about the look and personality Vegeta's mother would have, and the fandom more or less collectively fell in love with Queen Jala (and wanted to be stepped on, for real lol).
Alternatively, I am in a few discord servers centered around Dragon Ball, and the one that we care about for today's post is the SmugSquad server (which is ran by SmugStick, ProfessorChimp and a few others; these are DBTubers who come up with great stories).
So being one of the only women around, I of course introduced them to other sides of the fandom, and sharing tumblr links was the first step ;) (no reposts, but share links to posts).
Needless to say, this helped some of them discover amazing artists, fanfics and more, all while keeping it PG (some of them are very young minors). Jorongbak helped many of them consider the KakaVege ship, drink up the amazing content of Good Geets, get all of the feels, and much more.
Now, Queen Jala was an instant hit, and a group of active users decided "Queen Jala basedium ultimate" was a winner, no diff, and began what DBtuber fans do: "what if?!" stories, with the rallying cry "epicness shall commence!".
The key players were Mocha, I demand you call me barbara, memes (fireflight), with contributions by myself ("Von" or "Princess Trunks mod" lol) and Rock.
Here's a sample of the energy :p
Anyway after a lot of talk and cheers and mutual "boys will be boys" encouragements, Mocha ended up making "Mocha's version" of the story of Queen Jala, and put it on ffnet. So you can read it here: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14165665/1/Queen-Jala-The-Strongest-Saiyan-Queen
Mocha also commissioned two pieces of art to go along and give homage to Jorong's design for his stories, and I figured they deserved to be shared properly so here :)
By yogadanu:
By gusdibujando:
(both artists are on fiverr and twitter)
So I served mostly as a messenger (or evil mastermind lol) for this whole ordeal, "all according to keikaku".
Jorongbak drew this for us, and to be honest, we are the thankful ones ;) (me in particular, I'm just such a fan and can't wait to write a little piece of Jala in my own fics ^^)
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No, it's actually an unhinged gremlin.
I think we all knew who the OG Vegebul shipper was.
#makes me wonder if bulma got the idea of wishing for a prince on her own#i bet her mother put that thought into her head#then panchy sees a prince and decides that he belongs with bulma#bulma#vegeta#vegebul#dbz meme#panchy briefs#dbz#meme is old but so am i
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Trunks: Our dads have a phrase they like to say at times like this. It's just three words, but very important.
Videl: I love you?
Goten: Don't tell Mom?
Trunks: Don't tell Mom.
#vegeta and goku probably usually tell their kids this#do not tell your mother#incorrect quotes#incorrect dragon ball quotes#dragon ball#dragon ball z#dragon ball super#dbs#dbz#son goten#trunks briefs#goten#trunks#videl satan
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So Vegeta wanted his daughter’s name to be Eschalot and I now headcanon that Eschalot was his mother’s name.
#vegeta was a mama’s boy#you can’t change my mind#I just wanna know what Vegeta’s mom was like#we know Goku’s mom but what about Vegeta???#random thoughts#dragon ball super#dragon ball z#dbs#dbz#vegeta#dbz vegeta#prince vegeta iv#bulla briefs#bra briefs#dbz bulla#Vegeta’s mother#dbz headcanons#fabtrash headcanons
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Bulma Leigh
#dragon ball#dragon ball z#bulma Leigh#bulma#dragon ball gt#dragon ball daughter#dragon ball female character#Vegeta#Vegeta jr#dragon ball mothers#2000's/2009's anime#anime aesthetic#forgotten characters
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Vegeta with his mom💔
#digitaldraw#dragonball#art#draw#dbs vegeta#ibispaintedit#vegeta dragon ball#vegeta fanart#dbz vegeta#prince vegeta#mother mom#mom#mother#queen#saiyan#sad#cry
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Happy mother's day
Hoping this wont become a habit
No one has permission to use this picture, DO NOT repost, trace, claim to be your own, edit/modify or de-face in any way!
#mpreg#male pregnancy#vegeta#Happy Mothers Day#cowcat44#cowcat44artz#myart#a rare occurance#tbh dont wanna fall back into dbz hell
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Gine.
#Gine#dragonball franchise#Saiyan#Planet Vegeta#Humanoid alien#Mother of Raditz and Goku#Wife of Bardock
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Lord Beerus, you can't really blame a toddler for pulling anything that grabs their attention
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🌼 Does he remember her?
MUSES & MOTHERS.
send 🌼 & a question for my muse to answer about their mother.
' Do you remember her? '
your mother?
The idea of this day being relegated towards one's mother, similarly to another day for one's father, held another being in mind as far as he was concerned but the question wasn't directed towards who he considered that unspoken title. Scrutinizing orbs scanned over one who seemed to be bold, or foolish, enough to pick at that particular question; awaiting his answer in the few moments that came after the question.
" No. " Broly stated simply, uncaring as he kept whittling down a bone through gnawing incessantly as a mindless way to kill his boredom. The only thing he could remember was a silvery light and a burst of pain splitting into his chest. Thundering noises and a fire that burned the sky terrorized eyes weary and cold wide open and that unsurmountable need for survival blotted out the chaos. Everything else seemed to black out until he was a boy prowling around in foliage hunting for the tenth time or so and failing to catch what he set his eyes on.
" What use would I have for someone who's dead? She's lucky I didn't have the pleasure to kill her as well. "
The only thing he'd know of his mother was from the words of his father; a name and little more than a history of her prowess as an Elite Warrior before it muddled into a blur. Whether or not there were additional details he couldn't remember, Broly hardly cared as he became certain she'd only treat him the same as his wretched father.
Fearful and weak.
No. He had someone better suited for that particular role he never quite fathomed would matter much. In the grand scheme, he truly didn't need anyone looking after him at all but the Demoness he had come to know and accept was strong and gave him something 'more' that became a craving. She, in her unholy radiance, could only have the title of being considered a Mother to him now.
#|| Tag: Answered#polterxgheist#|| Gazing over the Abyss of Stars { Broly }#|| Character Study: {Broly}#( little late but shh. )#( but ouch my fucking kokoro on this one. )#( he really wouldn't remember anything about Tiflora or that she held him after he was born. )#( cause apparently blankets don't exist on planet vegeta hasdflkdfsnlgjg )#( i mean give those babies some warmth. jfc. i know they're saiyans but cold is still a thing )#( I will say I have no gd what Saiyan society is and this is me just writing shit up on the fly )#( the usual Kuro (tm) experience. ;w; )#( it's just sad to me as the writer bc he believes his mother is dead when she's out there thinking her son / paragus are dead )#( and even if broly did meet his own biological mother. he wouldn't give a shit bc he has Sotarra. )#( which I guess wouldn't really matter bc Tiflora wouldn't see any point to connect with her son.)#( he's already grown up and found a mother. )#( not that she doens't care. there's just no point. she'd be happy but that's that. move on to her life as does he to his )#( so pain in my heart but that's how the narrative flows in my brain. )
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Knitting
Vegeta and his mother in law
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Vegeta, to Bulla: Don’t worry. Time will heal a broken heart.
Vegeta: But not that bastard’s window.
#s: how i met your mother#dadgeta#rip bulla’s bfs#dragon ball z#dragon ball super#dragon ball gt#dbz#dbs#dbgt#db gt#Vegeta#bulla briefs#bra briefs#himym
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What if Chichi died from the heart virus instead of Goku….
So I made this AU a long time ago but haven’t drawn it till now. Have a short fic in the writing with this concept but who knows when I’ll finish it lmao. Other than that, I see saiyan lore potential that Vegeta will share with Bulma that sort of explains Goku’s need to distance himself from everyone after Chichi’s death.
Saiyans are a ‘mate’ race, and since they initially were conquering planets (pre-Frieza), they usually died alongside their mates. So this left little possibility of one dying off on another planet while leaving their spouse/mate behind. It’s unusual for saiyans to die before their other partner, they are a pair species so they usually share the same lifespans anyways. This leaves Goku devastated and instinctively in a depression, along with the exception that he also isn’t like other saiyans, the usual saiyan would t*ke their own l*fe but he is just trying to process the grief of losing her so suddenly. Vegeta has only seen this instance happen like twice when he was younger and with his father handling it and explaining to him the biology behind it.
As for Gohan, he is devastated and goes through denial for a solid month until Goku decides to leave him with Vegeta and Bulma. He has to deal with his grief in his own way and without the help of his father, which makes him resent him for a small time until he finally comes to terms with his mother’s death and tries to understand his father and what he might be going through. On the bright side he learns a lot from Vegeta while he stays with his family and grows up for a bit with Trunks. Trunks starts to view Gohan as an older brother during the time he’s with them and they remain close later on in the story.
Everyone else (all of Goku’s other friend’s) is surprised and shocked at the news and they each feel guilty for not attempting to connect with Chichi beyond surface level interactions but they soon appreciate the little moments she shared with them before her untimely death, leading them to believe and later on confirm that she knew she had the virus.
Goku takes years to try and improve himself and find ways to provide for and raise Gohan before he finally takes him out of Vegeta and Bulma’s hands. The two are awkward at first but they quickly comfort each other before they arrive back in their lonely home where they last shared a moment with her.
Overall very angst lmao. Also Goku and Gohan are wearing versions of Chichis outfits, Goku is wearing the light green version of the gown I have Chichi in a previous art I made, Gohan is in her signature purple outfit.
#art#illustration#fanart#anime#anime art#digital art#drawing#anime au#dbz#db fanart#dbz vegeta#bulma briefs#vegeta x bulma#trunks#gohan#goku#chichi#found family#grief#saiyan#son goku#son gohan#dragon ball au#dragon ball art#dragon ball#videl satan#videl#what if chichi got the heart virus instead#vegeta being an uncle#bulma being an aunt
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Will | Vegeta x Reader |
author's note: this is for the always lovely @miss-taura! i hope you're starting to feel better, or that you start getting better quickly!! rest and hydrate 🩷
pairing: vegeta x fem!reader
warnings: saiyan!reader, illness, mentions of death, mentions of frieza doing frieza things
Anxiety clings to Vegeta's stomach as he marches to your room on the Frieza station— you weren't at dinner tonight. It's unlike you, unlike any Saiyan warrior, and worry nags the Prince to his bones.
Of the Saiyans left, you're certainly his favorite. The bar is low, with your competition being Nappa and the Radish-boy, but you're still quite the cut above them. And your lack of presence is irritating, rude, and above all worth a princely tantrum.
Pounding on your door, his patience is too worn thin to properly wait for an answer. You haven't responded with the half second between his harsh knocks, so obviously he's got every single right to invite himself in. It's dark but his scouter clearly marks your exact position in your bed, and he hears your soft groan as the light from the hall floods in.
"What the hell, 'Geets?" Congestion plagues your sinuses, and a fever leaves you with harsh shivers as you glare at Vegeta with blurry eyes.
Vegeta scoffs and narrows his eyes as he steps further in, kicking the door shut behind him. "More like what the hell is up with you. You skipped dinner."
You cough into your shirt, flopping down pathetically onto your pillow. "I'm not hungry."
"A Saiyan is always hungry." Vegeta's arms cross over his broad chest as he tilts his head— he's not sure if he's ever seen you sick, or anybody else on this ship, for that matter.
A cold trickle of fear suddenly drips down his spine; Frieza certainly would find no use in nursing any of his army back to health, and absolutely wouldn't tolerate a particular bug spreading amongst the force.
He can't lose you like this.
Too tired to argue with him, you wave a hand in Vegeta's general direction. "Leave me be, 'Geets."
Vegeta nearly growls— you're far too uncaring. Do you have a death wish? He storms out of the room and you're far too ill to wonder what's gotten into him before another terrible coughing fit assaults you again.
Your consciousness fades in and out, though the next time you come to for longer than mere seconds, it's at Vegeta's shaking of your shoulder. His touch isn't particularly gentle, the rare occurrence never really is, but you can feel his effort of holding back. "Mmm…?"
"Sit up and eat, and take this too." A platter from the dining hall sits on the nightstand beside your bed, and a small caplet is flicked your way.
"Where did you find medicine?" Throat scratchy and burning at even breathing, a soft cough follows your question.
"It matters not. Just use it."
So he broke an international law somewhere, got it.
Your legs rub together unconsciously, begging the resulting friction for warmth. A Saiyan rarely feels so chilled, but it's as if you're iced to your very bones. Vegeta's jaw ticks and he doesn't put much thought into the why before he's stripped off a glove and pressed the back of his rarely-revealed hand against your forehead. His memories of his mother are frighteningly fading, but that is one of the few that holds strong and he can clearly remember of his late mother. He was young and felt awful for perhaps the first time in his life, and her gentle hand measuring his fever did wonders as a cure compared to all the bedrest and tonics.
Your watery eyes meet with Vegeta's as he moves to touch each cheek, his knuckles dragging along your skin and bumping over your nose. Eyes guarded, he turns his head and pulls back his palm. "You're running a fever. Eat now, and take the medicine. You're to be cured by tomorrow, understand?"
This motherfucker is giving my illness orders!
Opting for a dumb nod, your attention focuses on what he's brought you. Nothing too capable of potentially upsetting your stomach, it's easy to devour even with your fatigue crawling back by the second and the shivering from your fever slowly icing you more and more. You can hardly even notice Vegeta's too-quiet demeanor as he stares a hole into the carpeted floor, though to not see such a stoic side of the rather bratty, barbarous man that typically wears a smile of evil would be impossible.
"Done." Voice hardly capable of more than a whisper now, you set the plate aside and, large pill laid out on your tongue, finish off the first of the gallons of water he's thoughtfully provided you.
"Rest." His order is swift and gruff as he turns to leave, but your voice, quiet and unsure, calls for him to linger just a bit longer.
"T-Thank you, V-Vegeta." The tremors of your body are harsh enough to make your teeth audibly clash together, and the thin blanket wrapped around you couldn't possibly be enough to dispel this fever.
Breaking the fever will allow the medicine to work, and a little sigh pulls from his lips. You certainly always manage to break down a barrier he places, and usually it's fully unintentional and unknowing. But he cannot lose the last woman in his life, the last of the Saiyan race, and that's what has him stripping to his underwear and climbing into bed with you.
"'Geets…"
"Speak not a word further. Rest." He grumbles and unravels your wrapped form, inserting himself under the blanket with you. The heat radiating from him nearly makes your head spin as you grab the Prince's body despite how unbecoming this all is. The touch of his body isn't exactly foreign, though it certainly is in the manner of comfort rather than the training you've always known.
Vegeta's hold is tight. It's his duty as your Prince to keep you alive, though the warming of his cheeks when he gets a glimpse of your sleeping face suggests to himself it may not be as noble as he wishes.
#vegeta x reader#vegeta x you#reader insert#x reader#dragon ball x reader#dragon ball imagine#dbz imagine#dbz x reader#fic
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