“So we can admire the moon together without incident.”
Trunks's profile, framed lovingly by the glow of the moon, turns away from the sky to face her. Any regret she has for disrupting that serene picture of him is instantly dispelled when his eyes, glittering like geodes in the night, catch hers.
The magic is soon just as gone when Trunks laughs through his nose, an abrupt exhale that to the untrained ear would sound sarcastic.
Marron has had many years to learn his mannerisms; to discern his soft edges from the sharp corners of his character, often being the one to sand down those angles.
Even as children, she knew that the conceit he put forward to the public was just a muted imitation of his father's prideful bearing.
Even as an adult, the innate mischief of his character bursts through in a wayward grin that makes her heart kick up her breast bone.
“Would you still love me if I turned into a giant ape?”
Feigning real consideration, Marron cups her chin and furrows her brow ponderously.
“Why not? You can scale the Empire building with me in your hairy clutches, like Ann and King King.”
Now he quirks up a heavy eyebrow, a gesture Marron has found attractive since she discovered what attraction is.
“Once again, I have no idea what you're talking about.”
Not everyone shares Marron’s penchant for classic black-and-white kaiju films, least of all a man who fights monsters in real life.
“But–” Trunks bolts up from his spot on a cliff far, far away from the city, where the artificial lights cannot subdue that of the night's own natural light. He extends a hand for her, hoisting her up as if she was as light as a daffodil being plucked from the ground. “I can take you to the highest tower. Just name the place and we'll go. No ape form required.”
It's moments such as this one when Marron is glad she has not yet mastered the ability to fly, so that she may be carried on her sweetheart’s back to the world's edge if she willed it, the wind brisk on her face and his warm body cushioning hers, slicing through the night sky like a comet set loose.
Akira Toriyama is an inspiration to many, myself included. Many people I know have yelled like Goku turning into super saiyan as kids. It was an irreplaceable memory.
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Ok this is something i cooked up based on the head cha la doujin where marron is a fujoshi
Krillin goes to Banes and Noodles one day (the toriyama universe B&N) for some good ol' browsing. 18 is off on a fishing trip with 17 #sibling bonding time and Marron is off at school studying hard like the good kid she is but also if she gets good grades she can make doujins freely without worry. He's got some time to himself so he's going around exploring the city and getting some fresh non kame house air. He sees the book store and decides to go in, thinking, "Man I should probably start reading some more!" He's thinking of getting a self help book or perhaps a popular fictional novel. He strolls around and spots the manga section, like "sweet! I used to read manga all the time, I wonder what's popular now..." he's flipping through some volumes, some My Hero, One Punch Man, he's mostly checking out the shounen and comedy stuff because that's what gets him hyped. It's a little nostalgic. Then he moves over to the next shelf and he sees two big letters: BL. His eyes squint a little in confusion and he's muttering to himself "BL... BL what could that stand for BL....." and has an AHA! moment. It's Boys Love! It's that thing Marron loves so much! Oh man what a score, he can get a present for his lovely daughter to surprise her! Scanning around looking at the various covers of boys embracing and looking embarrassed, he stops in his tracks. He sees one manga that is truly baffling, even in the BL section. That's right. It's.......
Dick Fight Island.
"Is, Is this the kind of stuff Marron is reading?!?!?" Krillin exclaims in his mind. He doesn't look at her BL shelf for her privacy, but he can't help but get both concerned and morbidly curious. He checks around, no one's near. Perfect. He slowly cracks open the first volume... and after a few minutes he decides he's tortured himself long enough. (I havent read dick fight island im not gonna describe what happens.) He thinks, surely she doesn't read such, such, SUCH SUCH HEINOUS THINGS!!!
Krillin then comes to the realization that he did all this for nothing because he realizes he could have just googled for recommendations. He types Top BL manga 2024 and at number one is Head Cha La. It's just a small gift anyways, if she doesn't like it or already has it he can return it... He makes his purchase of $30.78 (tax is 10% in Satan City and he got an interesting book about the psychology of martial arts) and heads home.
Out of concern for his daughter's BL consumption, he checks her shelf to see what kind of stuff she has been reading. He decides he'll confess to it later because of how guilty he feels, but it will serve both of them well because it'll be used as reference for future presents. Whew, nothing risque in there, all very cute stuff, he feels even more guilty for doubting the purity of his child........ but Marron already has that volume of Head Cha La.