#princess Frieza

[the-lord-cooler]

Frost: *smirks* Hey Cooler, I have a question. I heard a rumor your father had a cute nickname for Frieza when he was a kid - that he’d call him his “princess”. Is that true?

Frieza: No, it isn’t.

Frost: And *you* don’t always tell me the truth, so I’m asking Cooler, not you.

Frieza: You’re wasting your time. *whispers* Don’t you dare say a word.

-frostyduo

*chuckles* Ahh, yes I do remember that. "Princess Frieza"

That actually came from a diplomat mistaking him a girl, given how much he liked to whine and complain. Naturally Frieza killed that diplomat in a tantrum, however father found it so amusing that he would tease my little brother.

It was rather cute to see him so easily flustered.

Of course the first time I tried to tease him he shot me in the chest again and I had to be rushed to the infirmary.

#ask blog #cooler #dbz cooler #text response #freeza #frieza #king cold #dbs frost #dbz frost #frost #princess Frieza #ooc; my favorite Frieza related joke if im honest #ooc; kami i love tfs and can't wait for the next hfil episode #ooc; I'll have do much fun with the content

[sharkkfacee]

Had a mini crisis where i temporarily couldn't draw him, but it's gone now. Everything as it should be again

#dragon ball #dragon ball super #dbz #dragon ball z #dbs #frieza #dbz frieza #pretty princess fr #pretty lizard #if evil why pretty

[princessnuri1020]

Here’s a drawing I did of Princess Nuri as a Super Dragon Saiyan full body. Fujika, you’re in huge trouble for what you did. The battle will continue after next week, Fourth of July weekend and I’ll be spending time with my family. I’ll be posting next week and most importantly, you have pets, keep them safe! Happy early 4th everyone, stay safe!

#dbz #drawing #sketch #fanart #princess nuri #super dragon saiyan #planet namek #frieza saga

[amiz06-certified-b1mb0]

TFS HFIL EP. 8 Little Lord Freeza

First off, I just can’t get over this particular scene, Frieza just spun so smoothly with so much sass.

I get the joke now lol, the movies are all terrible coz they need to make the MCMs suffer. The fact Cell knew a lot of movies. Did he absorb those knowledge?ヽ(´▽｀)/ The ep could’ve ended differently if Frieza just watched movies with Cell and listen to his info dump.

Y he nakey? King Cold stop being d1lfy, sus and naked challenge. You cannot be Character of The Month again, GOSH. And he’s technically not naked according to uh…himself?

I’m drawing Frieza in new expressions that I never expect! This is fun! Y’all he didn’t cry, but I’m pretty sure he is inside. Such a princess, you didn’t receive attention for a millisecond and-

Character of the Month: DODORIA. She’s got your back and did a great job reassuring and support her Lord! <333

Inspired by the “Fallen Angel”, Alexandre Cabanel, 1847, oil on canvas. Because Frieza’s pain, falling from a prestigious class into desperation for his father’s attention. Fire.

I put the new Forgis on the jeep~

NananananaBatman! scuttlescuttlescutlle

He definitely cried in his sleep

King Cold might be goofy asf now, but we all know he can be dangerously manipulative, he’s intelligent like that. He’s planing something~

It was a rollercoaster of motivation and demotivation but I pulled through! As always, thank you so much for looking through the artwork! I appreciate it so much and give a reblog if you like!🔁 ♥️ SEE U NEXT EPISODE!

#hfil #tfs #tfs hfil #dbz #dbza #dragon ball z abridged #dragon ball z #frieza #dbz frieza #king cold #dbz king cold #perfect cell #cell #dbz cell #dodoria #zarbon #cellza #fricell #goz #mez #artists on tumblr #fanart

[floating-mid-air]

The Princess of all Saiyans

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Masterlist

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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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Lost Part Two | Vegeta x Reader |

part one | part three | part four | part five | part six

author's note: ok this has to be more than two parts bc i can't stop writing. i apologize if you find this to have too much 'filler'. i just want to flesh out relationships. also reminder that the canon timeline is not relevant in this story

pairing: vegeta x fem!reader

warnings: light nsfw mentions but nothing explicit or graphic

You brush your son's bangs from his eyes. He's got the same hairstyle as his father, except for one loose section of hair that curls down right between his eyes. He's small for his age, like his father was, but you're sure he'll hit the growth spurt Vegeta never did and resemble his grandfather King Vegeta.

You sigh and wait for your husband to return from his mission briefing, gazing out  at the lower-class Saiyans from your balcony on the castle. You'd heard some troubling concerns from Bardock, the planet's perhaps most reputable scientist. Though his reputation had taken a hit several years ago after sending his son Kakarot off-planet and being unable to locate him again, you couldn't ignore the genuine concern in his voice when he'd spoken to you last.

"I believe Frieza means to eradicate the Saiyan race."

You look down at your sleeping son, Vegeta the Fifth, and sigh. You'd expressed your concern to your husband before, but he dismissed you, having little trust in Bardock's conspiracy.

"Do not concern yourself with such foolishness! Frieza will not do a thing to us, I promise you that!"

"I don't think we can ignore this." You whisper to the boy in your arms.

The door to the bedroom busts open, and you turn to go back inside. Vegeta's back, gathering his few items for his latest mission. He glances at you while you lay your son in your bed before carefully picking up your lady's favor and approaching you.

"My lady." He murmurs, offering the handkerchief. You sigh and take it from him, placing a kiss to it and tucking it in between your breasts.

"Vegeta…"

"This mission won't be longer than a week." Vegeta shakes his head, knowing you'll just bring up that stupid conspiracy theory again. "I will be back before you and the boy have a chance to miss me."

Your fists clench, but you don't press the issue further, due to the sleeping toddler and the fact that if Vegeta were to die on his mission, you wouldn't want an argument to be the last conversation you have with him. Vegeta cups your cheek with his gloved hand and softens his eyes.

"Do not worry, my Princess. I will return."

You place your hand atop his, looking into his eyes. "Say goodbye to V."

Vegeta turns to the bed, picking up his boy. His eyes shine with his outstanding pride. "My son." He whispers, brushing that loose bang from his face. The toddler stirs at the movement, opening his dark eyes and blinking at his father.

Vegeta's smile is small, though genuine. "You will be a great warrior when you are grown. Father will be gone for a short while. Be good to your mother, understand?"

"Pa…" The boy yawns, stretching and snuggling closer to his father. Vegeta chuckles softly and squeezes gently.

"Yes, it's me. Get your rest, my son. I will see you again in a week's time." Vegeta lays the boy back in the bed, tucking him in snugly on his own side of the bed, to keep it warm until his return.

"Nigh'-nigh'..." V waves at his father, opening and closing his chunky hand adorably.

Vegeta brushes the backs of his fingers along his baby's chunky cheek, standing straight again and looking at you. "I need to hurry now and go."

You take his hand and remove the lady's favor from your breast, tucking it into his fist now that it's sure to have your scent for a while. "I love you, my Prince. Please keep yourself safe, and mind that ego of yours."

"Tch, you still underestimate me after knowing me for over twenty years." Vegeta shakes his head and leans down for a brief kiss, only for you to grasp the back of his head and pull him close again for a longer, passionate kiss.

The bad feeling in your gut hasn't disappeared a bit.

Vegeta kisses you back with equal passion, his hands clutching your waist. He inhales what he can of you. His wife. His mate. His child's mother. Your smell intoxicates him, and if he doesn't let go soon he'll certainly be late. With only great strength and willpower is he able to remove himself from you entirely. He tucks your favor into his skin-tight suit, placing it right over his heart.

You sit at the end of the bed, rubbing V's belly soothingly while Vegeta finishes dressing himself in his armor. He's settled into his normal, battle-ready demeanor, his eyes hardened and ready for his mission. He spares you one last glance and salutes before he walks out of the bedroom and to the war room.

You lay beside V, watching his chest rise and fall. He's so young, has a whole life ahead of him… Heir to the throne… Your baby boy…

Your jaw clenches tightly as you make up your mind. As soon as Vegeta's out of orbit, you and V are leaving Planet Vegeta until the end of your husband's mission.

And on the day you were set to return, the day Vegeta was supposed to have been home, you hear the news that Frieza did exactly as Bardock said he would, wiping out your entire glorious Saiyan race and taking not only Planet Vegeta with them, but your chances of reuniting with your husband.

You may never forgive him.

You burn gold right before young V's eyes.

"Let me go." You growl, Vegeta behind you with a hand on your tail and his other arm around your shoulders. He's pressed tightly against you still, his grip not slacking even a bit. He's certainly gotten stronger in the twenty years you've been apart.

"No." He says against your shoulder.

"I need to fight." You strain against him, fists clenched. "Now."

"You can fight me!" Goku grins.

"No, I want to fight him." You seethe. You wrench yourself away from Vegeta, but he's also faster than he used to be. He's in front of you and grasping your wrists before you know it.

"You mean to maim me." Vegeta growls, looking at your face once again. Your eyes lock with his and you swallow thickly. He's… Everything you remember. Strong. Striking. Handsome.

"As you deserve." You whisper, pure heat behind the words.

"You have a wife?!" Bulma shouts. Vegeta ignores her, but your head snaps in her direction as you remember where you are.

At Goku's home. Surrounded by his friends. With Vegeta's apparent new wife and son.

Your teeth clench so hard you may break them when you lay your eyes on Trunks. Your mate has laid with another, leaving your son a bastard. You gaze at Bulma with hatred for her existence, at the woman that slept with the man you've loved your entire life. That carried the Prince's new child. Your replacement.

You cry out the scream of a broken heart, your throat raw and lungs empty. How dare he. Your body burns with anger, hair uncontrollably going in and out of the glowing gold of Super Saiyan, bile threatening to come up at the idea of what your mate had to do to produce that halfling. You rip yourself free of Vegeta's hold at the idea of it, blasting off into the sky. Vegeta sneers and clenches his fists, flying off right behind you.

"Oh no you don't!" He yells. "You are done running away from arguments, woman!"

Bulma sits down, lightheaded and only barely holding onto the baby. Chi-Chi swiftly takes Trunks before he can be dropped and sits beside her friend, putting a hand on her shoulder. "Bulma…"

"I… I just can't believe it. He's never said anything about his life, except that he's tHe PrInCe oF aLl SaIyaNs. I…" She puts her face in her hands. "We were really getting somewhere. He started being more present for Trunks; he even held him last night. He's been sleeping in the same bed as me for almost a week now. And now he suddenly has a wife?! What the hell do I do about that?! He's mine!"

Chi-Chi sighs. She doesn't know what to make of it. Bulma obviously gets a claim on him, as the mother of his son… But you are the man's wife. He's the one you were missing, even when you didn't know yourself. And Vegeta did say he believed you were dead, and was evidently ready to move on… But the way he held you was unlike anything she's ever seen of him. He was soft. Intimate. You aimed to kill him, and he never laid a harmful hand to you. No doubt about it that he holds love for you. Even in the way he yelled at you, indicating your habit of running away, held familiarity and softness, easily seeming to pick up where your relationship left off.

She looks around at the rest of the guests, who are awkwardly standing around and trying not to talk about what they just witnessed. "The food is going to get cold, everyone. Eat!"

Chi-Chi looks to the baby and sighs again. Her only true hope is that Vegeta won't abandon him again, and that you won't do something drastic and try to destroy the Earth.

But all she can do is hope.

Vegeta glares at Nappa as he speaks into his scouter several feet away. He's ready to go the hell home and see you and V once again, hoping you'll be over that damn Bardock's conspiracy theory. He sighs in annoyance, a growl emanating at the base of his throat. He holds your lady's favor to his nose, closing his eyes and biding his time to go home, while the scent of you intoxicates him just always. He's been hooked since way before you were officially mated, been keen on your pheromones longer than he can remember, been yours since the day you met.

He never expected to actually fall in love when his father introduced him to his betrothed, an upper-class Saiyan girl that was the daughter of one of the king's most trusted advisors. But when he offended you with the first sentence he spoke, you'd punched him squarely in the jaw and dared him to do it again.

Vegeta smiles blissfully into your handkerchief at the memory, opening his eyes and tucking it away when Nappa's shadow forms before him. He stands and sneers at the man. "What the hell is the holdup?!"

"Prince…" Nappa sighs. "Frieza destroyed the planet. That's what the call for regrouping was for. All of the Saiyans are gone."

Vegeta zones out, his ears ringing. Bardock… Wasn't being ridiculous? He was right?! His father, the Saiyans, the planet…

You and V.

Dead.

Vegeta lets out a roar so heartbreakingly raw and emotional, his entire body tense and feeling like he'll burst into flames. His eyes water and his hair begins to glow. Nappa's eyes widen.

"Vegeta…"

"My baby boooooooooy!" Vegeta howls, his throat burning while he falls roughly to the ground, knees thumping into the grass. His breathing is heavy and labored, the desire to kill Frieza his number one priority now as his heart is clenched in the jaws of his grief. He sees your face in his mind, the way you looked at him before he left for the last time, and his poor heart overflows with too many emotions to handle, emotions he's never felt before. He lets out another scream that's passionate, angry, one that leaves his men's ears ringing across the entire planet they'd just pillaged.

He glows gold right before Nappa's eyes.

Vegeta's right behind you, close enough he can feel the tears flying from your face and onto his. His heart pumps furiously as his head still comprehends what's happened. How could he not sense you from the moment you came to Earth? Has he become so numb? So broken of a man, of a mate?

And what of his son? Is he still alive?? Had he become the strong, strapping Saiyan he was primed to be since birth? Where is his baby boy?

Trunks flashes through his mind. Vegeta grimaces; does he feel ashamed now, for his action of creating the boy in the first place? With a woman he isn't sure he loves? His son will be strong, no doubt, halfling or not. Though as he watches each time Gohan fights, every time Gohan's emotions rage, he's begun to believe perhaps half-Saiyans could be… Stronger. They're far more prone to their emotions than full-blooded Saiyans, hence why there were no Super Saiyans on Planet Vegeta.

But what of Vegeta the Fifth?

"Where's V?" Vegeta shouts as he trails you still, boosting into Super Saiyan to catch up. "Where's our boy?!"

"He's a boy no longer." You growl, powering up yourself and flying away faster.

She is one sexy Super Saiyan… When the hell did she become a Super Saiyan?!

"Woman, so help me if you don't get back here…!" Vegeta threatens.

"You've already destroyed my heart, what more could you do?!"

Vegeta cannot ignore the pang in his heart at your jab. Had he known you were off planet that day, he would've searched every star until he found you, Frieza's consequences be damned. But you've lost your trust in him, your own mate. It's unlikely you'd believe him at this point, when you're in a state of such shock and heartbreak.

"Listen to me! I have answers for you, and you have the answers I need too. I am your husband, dammit, not your enemy!"

You stop in your tracks, Vegeta nearly crashing into you. You feel his breath against your neck, feel the aura of his transformation tickle your spine. He doesn't hesitate to hold your hips and press his warm body to yours. Your bodies shiver as you come together, fit just like puzzle pieces. Perfectly designed to match, always.

Vegeta moves his face to your neck, nosing the mating scar from his bite nearing a quarter-century old. He's woozy at your scent, nearly drunk at what faded from his lady's favor many, many years ago. Your eyes grow heavy at the contact, your fangs itching to bite his scar, craving to reconnect right down to your very soul.

"I know." He whispers. "I know you're hurt. I don't ask for or expect forgiveness, but I do believe I deserve a chance to explain myself and what I've done for the last two decades. Hate me all you want, but hear me out first. If I deserve anything, it's that. I assure you, I haven't been hiding."

"Fine." You whisper, powering down and hanging your head.

"Just relax, princess." Vegeta murmurs and next thing you know, he's swung you into a bridal carry and started flying off to somewhere.

You close your eyes, exhausted already from all the cooking, and then the rush of memories, the adrenaline, the fighting, it all only drained your energy more. Before you can convince yourself not to, you drift off to sleep in the arms you've dreamt of for far too long.

You hum softly as you dry yourself off from your bath, thankful to get a moment alone. Vegeta's been on a string of missions lately, and you rarely allow a servant to handle your boy. You're the personification of a typical Saiyan mother; protective of your baby to the point where you even hesitate to allow his father to hold him sometimes. But after a week of being the only caretaker for V, you're worn down and your guard is low enough to leave Vegeta alone with the baby for a while.

You pull a robe over yourself and leave the bathing room, tucking your hands in the pockets as you head back to the bedroom. You peek inside and smile; Vegeta has the baby on his belly, while he lays before him, doing push-ups as he speaks to his boy.

"Now, son, watch closely. Your chest shouldn't touch the ground but should be close. Keep your body entirely straight and drop down until your elbows are at this angle, see?"

You chuckle to yourself as warmth blossoms through you. Oh, if the boyhood Vegeta could see this! "Darling, he just learned how to hold his head up." You step into the room, sitting in Vegeta's armchair and crossing your legs over.

"Tch, he's learning anyway. He even tried to do one earlier!"

"Riiiiiight." You wink playfully, leaving your husband to salaciously smirk at you. He moves to his knees and crawls toward you slowly, grasping one of your feet between his hands and rubbing carefully.

"You take me for a liar?" He questions. One of his eyebrows perks at you, a clear warning in the movement.

"I take you to be a man who exaggerates often." You challenge.

"Oh-ho. I see."

Next thing you know, you're ripped from the chair and pinned beneath Vegeta. You smack his chest, glaring daggers his way. "You filthy beast of a man!"

Vegeta just laughs darkly at you. "Such foul language, with our son right in front of you."

You tilt your head back against the hardwood flooring and look at V, who is smiling at you, his first tooth crowning in his bottom gum. You smile at the boy as Vegeta resumes his lesson.

"Alright, son. Back to business."

And as Vegeta does his push-ups with you trapped beneath him, kissing you each time he lowers himself, you realize that this time, Vegeta wasn't exaggerating a thing.

"I'll be damned, he almost did a push-up."

"I told you, woman!"

Vegeta swallows thickly as he patiently waits for you to wake from your dreams. His entire body is buzzing inside and out, heart thumping in a rhythm sure to kill him, should he not relax. But it's hard to see you before him, alive. Alive and well, and just as beautiful as you were the last time he saw you. His head still spins at the whole thing, his beloved lady's favor carefully clutched between his fingers.

He'd spent nearly twenty years alone, the ideas of love and sex far from his mind. Never mind that he had no time for it while under Frieza or his time spent on Namek trying to kill the dictator, he simply never thought of it. He was thoroughly in his plan of staying alone and mourning you and V for the rest of his days. He'd even managed to collect the Dragon Balls one time and wished you both back alive, but all that damned Shenron said to him was that his precious family could not be brought back to life.

That damn dragon sure liked to pick and choose when he'd monkey paw a wish.

He closes his eyes and holds the handkerchief to his nose, an action that'd been comforting him for years on end. He'd stopped using your favor sometime ago; if he chooses to be honest with himself, he can pinpoint exactly the day he stopped.

It was the day he first hooked up with Bulma.

He'd never tell her, but when he was in that bed with her on that night, he thought of you during his climax and it completely ruined his mood, vomit clawing up his esophagus when he finished. He felt like a filthy animal, doing something like that to you. Dead or not, you were still his beloved, etched into his heart and soul completely.

Vegeta exhales shakily, a headache throbbing against his skull. He's tired; it's to be expected after such overwhelming contact with his bonded mate after twenty years. Yet he won't allow himself any rest, doesn't feel like he deserves to lay down while you're here with him. He especially doesn't want to risk you changing your mind and sneaking away while he's asleep.

And he needs your answers. He so terribly wants to see his son, all grown up and a strong Saiyan warrior like his father. His fatherly instinct has been questionable at best, he knows that. While V was planned, desired, his heir… Trunks simply…

Vegeta sighs. Trunks deserves a better father, and as he is his father, he's no choice but to man up and be that better father to Trunks. When Bulma revealed her pregnancy, he spiraled and abandoned her for months on end, off in space and spazzing so much he spent weeks at a time in Super Saiyan.

He'd made a personal vow recently, to be present for his son and Bulma. His feelings surrounding the woman were another thing entirely; too complicated for him, and he's failing running away from the webs stringing inside his heart. Does he love her? He doesn't know. He's come to care for her, certainly. She gave him a home despite his terrible deeds, has fallen in love with him, a dangerous, awful man, and continues holding that love even with his horrible attitude and shitty behavior.

But then, as life always did, a monkey wrench was thrown into his plans and you came back from the dead! Only you were never dead! Wonderful! Great! He's so happy to be alive!

Every time I try to turn over a new leaf, the LEAF FUCKS ME.

"Stop screaming, I can hear you." You mutter. You were surprised your bond was still that strong after all this time, that you can be half asleep and feel his internal emotions, just know out of pure instinct that he's having one of his famous rants. You've always sworn you could almost hear a whisper of his voice when he was like that.

"Go back to sleep, woman." Vegeta rubs his eyes, his quip rolling off his tongue with ease. Somehow it felt like no time passed between you at all.

"Who can sleep when you're strung out this badly? You should take a nap of your own."

"Sleep is-"

"FoR tHe WeAk." You mock. "Sleep is for annoying husbands with too many thoughts."

Vegeta falters. If one was to get technical, your marriage didn't exist the second Planet Vegeta was lost. But you still call him your husband… Just as he always thought of you as his wife, even before marriage and long after he thought you dead. His heart sears, the throbbing pain in his skull amplified by just how much more complicated the situation became with just a few sentences.

"I won't say a word if you don't get in this bed and rest." You mutter, laying on your side to turn away from him. "You're frazzling my nerves all over again."

Vegeta sighs, though ultimately doesn't debate the morality of if he should or shouldn't for long. He kicks off his boots and peels away his armor and gloves before sliding under the cover with you.

"Also… Where are we?" You mumble, able to feel the heat of his Saiyan blood even with the gap and the clothing between you.

"I found this cabin sometime ago. It's where I go to clear my head now, instead of space. Nobody knows about it." Your husband murmurs, closing his eyes.

"Mm." You feel the haze of sleep washing over you again, and your tail attempts to twine with your mate's.

Your eyes fly open and you've rolled him to his back, straddling him and gripping his neck in the blink of an eye. You bare your fangs at him, the primal, feral side of you threatening to jump out.

"Where's your tail?" You growl, mere inches from his face.

Vegeta's eyes are wide, briefly pausing at just how arousing that was. But he's soon baring his own fangs and pushing against your hold.

"A fat bastard cut it off years ago." He seethes. He definitely misses his tail, no doubt. He feels less of a Saiyan this way, feels embarrassed that you've witnessed him so naked and lacking.

"I'll kill him." Your words ghost over his lips, your faces even closer now.

"Be my guest." Vegeta smirks.

"These humans have mutilated you." Your eyes are clouded, caught in your feral biology and distaste for a weaker race.

Vegeta smooths his hand up the curve of your back, stopping his hand at the base of your neck and squeezing gently. "Come down, princess. I can't stop you if you turn into your Great Ape."

The shiver down your spine is unable to be repressed, chilling you head to toe; his long, nimble fingers have just the right spot, the perfect pressure to calm you without weakening you, like when he grasped your tail before. As far as he knew, it wasn't due to any specific Saiyan biology; it was all you, one of the things that made you so unique and had kept him exploring your body and mind for years, never risking a dull moment.

"I promised you rest for answers." He reminds you. "You'd better hold up your side."

"Mm, yeah, fine… Whatever…" You yawn and collapse when he releases you, your face lined perfectly to tuck your face into the crook where his mating scar is, nuzzling his neck as the powerful perfume of him leaves you hazy, too lightheaded to be angry at the situation for now.

Vegeta's arms come around you, and below his lids his eyes shimmer. He always tried bargaining with faith, offering plenty of ridiculous things like changing his ways, or promising to actually save someone, always asking to trade himself instead.

And here you are, and he didn't have to do any of that shit! Relief isn't even the word.

When you wake up, the sky is only illuminated by the stars, and Vegeta has done the exact thing he'd always done; he's flipped you over and covered your body with himself, protecting you even when he's deep in slumber. You smile at the warmth he's giving, and he stirs lightly, pushing his face closer to yours, and without missing a beat you press a kiss to his cheek.

As much as things change, they remain the same.

Vegeta rests against you, stomach rumbling. You groan and realize your own hunger, poking at his shoulder blade. "Get up… I'm hungry."

He groans and with a huff, pushes off of you and out of bed. He only slips his boots on, and walks to the door. You're up and adjusting the straps of your tank top, slipping into the flats Chi-Chi's gifted you before following Vegeta out.

You grimace. Are you even welcome anymore? You've run off again, and your friend has more than shown her distaste for that habit. How close is she to Bulma? Has she sided with her, viewing you as opposition now?

You shake your head and walk alongside Vegeta to a stream. Frankly, being accepted by your found 'family' wasn't the biggest priority. You build a small fire and, while Vegeta practically depopulates the stream, ready the fish for cooking. You wait patiently for his first line of questions, mind ready to explode now that you get to ponder, for the first time, the events that led you to this planet.

"Why didn't you tell me you were leaving Planet Vegeta?" He mutters calmly as he waits for another fish to swim on by.

"You didn't believe Bardock. You already thought I was ridiculous, and I didn't want to fight with you before a mission. If you died and we lived, how do you think I would feel?"

Vegeta's sigh rumbles in his chest. He knows himself, and while it's hard to not view the past with the 20/20 hindsight, he's well aware of how he'd have behaved. He's got enough shame to duck his head and give you an understanding nod.

"I'd have come for you." He murmurs. "I would have spent the entire rest of my life searching for you, if I knew there was a chance."

You look at the fish you've cleaned. "I didn't know if you were alive or not until the news about Frieza's death got around." You just know he's smirking, proud that you found Frieza dying synonymous with himself.

"Good." Oh, you missed that ego…

It's quiet again, but companionable. Your husband catches a few more fish to cook; it's not the best meal to be had, with no seasonings, side dishes, or wine in sight, but it works enough. The fire crackles between you, flicks of ember flying around each time your eyes meet. Vegeta always looked striking in the moonlight, you felt, though something about the dim, warmer aura that surrounds him now speaks to you more.

"How did you end up on Earth?" You hum, twiddling with one of the sticks you'd used for a skewer.

Vegeta grimaces at the memory, eye twitching at the memory of the journey with Nappa. "Radish-boy failed in his mission to recruit Kakarot. And before he died, we heard him speaking of the Dragon Balls, and we came for them."

"The what?"

Vegeta blinks. "Odd that they hadn't thought of using them for your memory. Hell, a Senzu Bean likely would've worked." He shakes his head, bringing two fingers up to his throbbing temple. "Idiots. Actually, what they should have done was tell me the instant they found a damn Saiyan, not two months later after I'm invited to a damn cook-"

"Vegeta." You deadpan. "Get on with the explanation already."

"This planet has Dragon Balls. You collect all seven, you make a wish to a dragon and it grants it. Supposed to grant it." He grinds his teeth together as his mind pours over the logistics at the possibility of killing Shenron.

You blink. "I already believed in the magic beans, Vegeta. A wish-granting dragon? Come on, now."

"I've seen it myself, princess." He mutters, staring at the stream. The sound of it running is calm, his heartbeat following suit. "It's brought me back to life. I attempted to bring you and V back with it, but the rat bastard just told me it couldn't be done, and didn't say it was because you weren't dead in the first damn place."

"I should kill it." You mutter. You miss the quirk of Vegeta's lips. He loves when you want to kill things. He bites his lip, losing that gentle pacing of his heart quickly.

"You know what I'm going to ask next." He whispers, turning his head only slightly to look at you.

The stick in your fingers bends at your touch; any more pressure and it'll snap entirely. You're hesitating. Vegeta knows it. And he's dreading the answer. He looks back at the water, the question on the very tip of his tongue, anxiety weighing it down. But you very obviously won't answer him until he specifically asks.

Your chest burns, heart pumping hard and your jaw clenching. Your arms feel light, fingers almost airless as the anticipation builds in your body. You close your eyes and see your son's face. He looks just like his father, minus that one little swirl of his bangs… And that made it all that much worse.

"Is V alive?" Vegeta spits out, his knee bouncing up and down. His tongue slips between his teeth and he bites down, his clenched fist slamming down on the log he was sitting at.

The stick snaps, and suddenly there's a bright light shining above you both. It's Goku, glowing in his Super Saiyan form. "I found them!" He calls out, and there's suddenly a helicopter beside him, with Bulma, Chi-Chi, and baby Trunks inside. Gohan flies by his father, a very worried look on his face 

It's loud now, the sound of the copter drowning out even the thumping of Vegeta's heartbeat. Your husband growls and stands, damn near ready to strike. "Why are you here?!"

"You guys were gone for three days!" Gohan yells back, and Vegeta blinks. He hadn't realized the 'nap' had been that long; the science on Saiyan mating wasn't well-researched in the event of parting. It was widely believed one would simply die if they lost their mate, as they'd merely lose their energy and drive until they wasted away from the loss. At least, that's all that had ever happened in the rare case a pair of mates did not die together.

Are Saiyan elites simply built different?

He also has no idea what you were going to say, what was so close to being revealed, and he panics. "Answer me, woman!" He looks back at you, fingers twitching with urgency. He needed that information now, before the moment was entirely ruined by Kakarot and Bulma's pushy presence. "Is my son alive?!"

You toss the twigs in the fire, your eyes mirroring the flames. "Who do you think beat me to a pulp in the first place?"

#vegeta x reader #vegeta x you #vegeta #dragon ball #dragon ball super #dragon ball z #fem!reader #dbz #db #dbs #fic #lost #i will never stop referencing dbza

[saphirafoxgirlspost1]

(Open Rp) Valentines Day Story in "Wishs Upon a Dragon ball"

In the Beginning of time, Many Many Of Universes was Created by the Lovely Celestial Goddess Name Uni Known as "The Mother Universe". Uni was Loved by All the gods..including the God of Saiyan himself Name "Yamoshi", He and Uni is a Lovers of all the universes…Until.. Moro The God of Corruption, Hunger, and Majin who was Obsessed with Uni's beauty and grace, he wanted her for himself..but He is Wicked Jealous of Yamoshi and wanted to Destroy him with his corrupted Poison…But When he try that..Uni Stopped him..as his poison Hits uni by The Heart..she was in pain..but angered..She punished Moro For eating the planets and Harming the goddess..She trapped Moro inside of the Enchanted tree and saved the universe..but..she was Dying..She wanted to find a new uni quick..until..her friends, Shenron and Inari decided to help her..and inari the kitsune goddess..told uni that she found someone who will take her place..She shows Uni the New Born Half kitsune and half Human Princess of Sakutopia..Name "Saphira lorraina Fox", Uni Couldn't help but smiling, She believed that She'll be blessed..so..She, Inari and Shenron Decided to Blessed saphira with their Gifts…Shenron Gave Saphira Half Of His Powers so she can be Powerful and strong, Then Inari Give Saphira an Immortality and beauty so that way..anyman will love her..she'll never grow old or die..and last..Uni..She began to give her everything Including the companions and guardians..and told her family..that She will be taking her place and Have a reverse harem..as the new Uni..when she died..and began to went into Saphira's body…Saphira's hair, ears and tail became white as snow…and then change back to brown and blue…as For Yamoshi, He decided to tell The Saiyans the Prophecy That The new uni Will come to their planet and saved them from the hands of the Changling (which is frieza's race) and the 3 Champion will become the lovers of The New uni…The Savior, the prince, And the legend himself..Then..As time passed, Saphira grew Up beautifully Like an angel…Until one day Saphira saw the old Saiyan pod as she cautiously approach it and then It opens slowly and She looked inside and there's nothing there…but Suddenly..when she got inside..it close quickly and began to power on..and began to launch from the planet earth…Saphira was screaming bloody murder while holding on to her dear life..until..heading to the Wormhole..She close her eyes..she went back in time..and Landed on the Planet Kanassa..then the pod Opens as she comes out and began to look around after it opens and said," ok…where am i? umm…" She began to looked around..and then head into the city..but all she sees is the creatures that look like when it came out from the movie "the creature from the black lagoon"..and then suddenly..She Looked at the building as she began to transmission herself and looked around and said* yessh..that i Ughh…I mean ughhh! "She sniffles as she was about to sneeze and she did," aaachooO!! what the? gasp I- ahhh! " She turns and raspberry sneeze on the great ape which is she didn't know. She opens her eyes and saw the great ape looking straight at her and she said With a sheepish tone," Excuse me pardon me." Then the great ape roars at her face and saphira Jumped and scream when she flies off fearfully..and she turns and saw about 4 oozarus..then Saphira runs like hell..and try to advoid them..and then..one of them said..

#Open rp #Romance #Drama #Valentines day #Dbz

[triggerblaze345]

#tumblr polls #villains #monsters #evil #anime #cartoons #darkseid #horde prime #vlad masters #fire lord ozai #griffith #kyubey #frieza #joker

[lady-eris]

Hello! I recently found you through your Yandere frieza, and I loved it!

I wanted to ask, if it is part of the request that you're alright in doing, could you do a Yandere Platonic Cold Family (which include of Frieza, Cooler, and King Cold) headcanons or scenario?

I can't decide that maybe the reader could even be saiyan to make it more dramatic or human? It's your choice. Also, you can choose if the reader is an adult or maybe a child or one of each version?

what tags do i put for platonic?

There's so many different ways this can go, so I'm going to do a few different scenario's if you'd like more please say : D, it's amazing. Who was my hardest character to write? Frieza

TW: yandere content, Talk of mutilation, torture and killing, reader being considered an accessory, Shitty parenting, a lot of this is political, such as reader being given to the family for reasons, Talk of political marriage, Slight Blue eye samurai spoilers, Frieza and King Cold consider you as a thing/tool/pet, Talk of potential physical abuse then a actual person General yandere behaviour that is concerning. OOC

how would they behave if you were a Saiyan?

Cooler would be slightly cautious, he knows the damage Saiyans can cause. Sure they tend to be hot headed, but they can be a deadly opponent. With what seems to be an never ending power, that comes with emotions. He'd had someone else cut your tail off, and then comfort you for the next period, carefully stroking skin, whispering in your ear that he'll kill them, and brutally torture them for what they did to his child. He'd then blame it on an enemy of his, and use it as a reason to kill them. In the end you wouldn't know that, he was the one that ordered for your tail to be cut off. Or that the person he killed wasn't really the one that took your tail.

King Cold You were so young, having been given to the Family for more of a status. a little guard dog. Of course you were just a tool, but King Cold, knows how to look after his tools. You are no exception. He can't have you broken now can he? exactly. if his tool is broken then that's no good. a servant, a guard dog, a punisher. all roles you would of had until it mysteriously stopped. Wonder why?

Frieza: Frieza isn't someone you want to make annoyed, he'd consider you a pet. You are nothing more then a pet to him, you're just an endagered pet. or an exotic, this isn't even romantic. He quite literally considers you like a dog or hamster. cute, something to look after.

what if you were actually related to them?

Cooler probably raised you. or raised you for a good part of your life. Despite being your older brother, he'd most likely of had to of been a primary or secondary father figure that raised you. Besides from the servants, and maids that would of played a large part in your life, it would of also been Cooler. this would cause him, to eventually, start to actual love you. Like how a father would love there child. He'd become more overprotective.

King Cold- King Cold Sometimes i feel like his kids are accessories. Yeah sure he loves them, But there extensions of him. an Accessory. What do you do with Accessories? you flaunt them. You are certainly no exception. You'd need to be one of these things. Powerful, smart, Beautiful or influence. If you aren't powerful then that's fine. You can be used for other things. As his youngest, You won't be as well known as Frieza and Cooler, so you probably wouldn't have that much influence. So that leave's two things smarts and Beauty. By smarts, this refers to Battle IQ and deception. If you have this, you'll be more favoured by the more battles you win. What if you don't have any of these besides from beauty? ( Because you're beautiful) Simple. He'd marry you off (in the beginning), What's the point in keeping you around if you can't bring anything to the table? He loves you of course, you're daddy's Prince/Princess, but It's dangerous. So He'll find you a suitable husband, for a political marriage. Spoilers for the blue eyed samurai, in the brackets! (I believe it would have to be something like Akemi and her Father, Where the Akemi pleads with her father that she's scared, that she wants someone like him, and Manipulates him to some degree. in order to avoid marrying for a while? It would be like that reader and King Cold, making King Cold Sympathetic. Of course he'd have to figure out the perfect man, for his baby) Within time, King Cold wouldn't allow other's near his Baby as they aren't as worthy. Congratulations. you've bought some time.

Frieza- Can't see him caring about you much in the beginning, a pest. another person to get in his way, Though you don't seem to be that powerful, so he could simply put you in your place. perhaps, being thrown in the wall will put you in your place? Or perhaps he should wrap his Tail around your neck. Maybe that will get the brain cells working once more. Like the other family member's the more, he looks after you; Is around you he'll start to feel something that may be love (however he wont admit it)

#dragon ball x reader #dbz x reader

[2darklymelanatedstories]

Check on me(ft Piccolo)

TRIGGER WARNING: depression, smoking and alcohol abuse and self harm.

Edited

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"I've been drinking more alcohol in the past five days. Did you check on me? Did you look for me?"

~Libianca (People)

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Piccolo has noticed your sudden change. The way you'd distance yourself from everyone, the way you wouldn't bother annoying him anymore. It was all very unusual but he hadn't thought much of it claiming that it's a human thing. He figured you just needed your space so he left you and let you be. Little did he know that space was the last thing you need.

It wasn't till Dende brought it up that he thought to see you. So he did. He went to your apartment to see how you were doing.

He landed onto your apartment balcony. Your sliding door was open and the cool breeze flowing into your room but it couldn't take away the light smell of smoke coming from the inside.

He ducked his head as he walked into your apartment. He searched your living room and the kitchen connected to it to see if you were home, yet there was no sign of you other than the music playing in the background and the two bottles of wine on the floor.

He called out your name but to no answer. Weird. He searched the rest of your apartment till he ended at your room. The door wasn't fully closed so he pushed it open. He walked in and the first thing he noticed was the pills on your nightstand. He didn't quite know what they were for though.

Piccolo felt the wind blow in and noticed the window open. Something wasn't right. He went towards the window when he noticed the smell of smoke again. This time it was much stronger.

The roof.

He flew out the window and onto the the roof of the building where he found your smaller self sitting at the edge with your feet dangling off.

"What are you doing up here?"

You look over at him and he's caught off guard. The dark circles over your eyes which have been due to lack of sleep and the tears and the emotionless expression on your face.

You looked like a zombie.

You blew a puff of smoke into the night sky and looked down at the moving cars.

"Do you think that falling from this height will kill me."

"If you wanted to die, you should have just thrown yourself at Frieza's feet when he came to invade the earth.", he said as an attempt to make you smile. In a way it worked. A small smile appeared on your face. It was a small smile though. That puzzled him.

"I should have gone to him first.", you said as you placed the cigarette into your mouth.

"So this is where you've been."

When you didn't answer he decided to float down and sit next to you.

"Do you wanna talk about it?"

"So now you care?", you said as you took another huff of the cigarette then blowing out the smoke.

"What do you mean now do I care!?"

"I've been feeling like shit lately and whenever I would think of coming to you for help, you'd avoid me. I'm going through a lot Piccolo and the only fucking person I could count on, the only fucking person who knew what I was going through couldn't even look at me! And you expect me to think you care!? Fucking asshole!"

"Asshole!? Newsflash princess, we all have got problems. We literally go through something everyday. What the hell makes you so special that you get to wallow in your self pity-"

SLAP!

He touched his cheek as it burned from the slap you just gave him. You glare at him with tears flowing down your face.

"You don't fucking get it. You hurt me. I could have literally killed myself, I was this close. I hurt myself everyday because I'm alone in this world. The only person I can count on, you, refused to be there for me. Its been a whole month. Why did you bother to check on me now?"

You got up to walk away from him when he grab your arm. He stood tall as he pulls you towards him but it was hard with you resisting his hold and trying to fight your way out of his grip.

It was when he finally got you still when he noticed the scars on your wrists.

"(Y/n) I-you..."

"I've been hurting myself. It helps with the pain."

Piccolo looked down, guilt taking over. He felt terrible and felt sadness for you.

Without warning, he pulled you into an embrace and wrapped his arms tight around you. Almost afraid that if he let you go, he wouldn't get you back.

"I'm staying the night.",he said. "It's not up for negotiation." He cut you off before you could retort.

You went silent and you thought about what he just said.

You could do nothing but agree. You needed the company and support. "Ok.",you said. "I'm sorry I called you an asshole."

"It's alright. I deserved it. I'll never leave you again."

"Promise?"

"Promise."

"So besides that, what did you think was going on?"

He cleared his throat, a bit embarrassed. "I don't know...menstruation stuff."

And with that you burst out laughing. He grumbles but other than that he's glad he managed to put a smile on your face, even if it was at his expense.

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I started a new account since i couldn't get back into my old one😭😭😭anyway feel free to check out my other work. I'll be bringing them over to my blog soon to finish my Pyscho boyfriend series.

#piccolo #dbz #dragon ball #dragonball z #Libianca #piccolo x reader #piccolo x y/n

[the-lord-cooler]

Frost: Hello again, Cooler. I hope you and your partner are doing well. I just had another curious question about your brother~ Frieza: I don’t understand why you ask him when I’m standing right here.

Frost: Because you like to hide things from me. And Cooler is honest and will tell the truth. Such as - did your father ever dress up Frieza in dresses when he was a kid? For his little “princess”~

Frieza: *blushes* What in - don’t ask that!!

Frost: *smirks* Too late~

-frostyduo

*Chuckles* I cannot recall if father was that cruel, but I also wasn't around much when Frieza was a little.

And I maintained a healthy distance when he was named emperor.

You would have to ask our father about that, however I don't know if you would be able to contact him in the afterlife. Of course Frieza was brought back to life twice, so what do I know?

#ask blog #text response #freeza #frieza #dbs frost #dbz frost #frost #king cold #princess frieza

[sharkkfacee]

You ruined his outfit

#dragon ball #dragon ball super #dragon ball z #dbz #frieza #dbz frieza #dbs #pretty princess fr #i love drawing him in pretty clothes sm

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Here’s a drawing I did of Princess Nuri, Kana, Norita, Kumiko and Keiko. After hitting Fujika with her Draconic Fire Bomb, Princess Nuri sighs in relief and Kana, Keiko, Kumiko and Norita come towards her and congratulate her for killing Fujika…or so they thought.

#dbz #drawing #sketch #fanart #princess nuri #Kana DBZ #Norita DBZ #Kumiko DBZ #keiko dbz #planet namek #frieza saga

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HFIL EPISODE 7 : DADDY’S HOME😈

Character of the Month: King Cold! Who am I kidding, this whole ass post is ABOUT HIM LETSGOOOOOOO🔥 sitonmedaddy DaddyD1LFDarling🖤

Huehuehue TFS’s way of making Frieza bond with King Cold is making me soft asf I love their dynamic hrghhhh. He acts so sweet 💖 spoiling his little Princess, I’m pretty sure his son will turn out well

That famous ‘catch’ in this episode, and Frieza’s jealous that his daddy is paying more attention to his bug-crush.🤭

If Cell gets even closer with King Cold and ended up bonding well in the up coming episodes, imma sCREAM- MY BOY CELL PULLING AN OKUYASU on Frieza’s dad HELP. Cell pls think about Frieza😂 Also, Cell’s technically a D1LF too so… thanks for the ask @dorykitcat !

Other than ‘Daddy’ being used to oblivion in this ep, ‘Princess’ was abused too, I’m so happy

I was totally expecting Frieza and Cell would have those ‘accidentally falling on top of each other’ cliche during the trust fall activity. But TFS being themselves, went above and beyond with Cold lmao(*´꒳`*) , but I can imagine and draw it by myself:

*Spandau Ballet-True plays*

Bruh King Cold is probably the smartest, cunning and wisest member in the group. He wasn’t the most ‘hands on’ dictator but I LOVE how he’s depicted as the mastermind role in this, it’s perfect for him. TFS is really providing exquisite evil King Cold content. He’s fond of Cell too(´⊙∇⊙`)

Damn, all of the HFILs are gonna bust outta HFIL and King Cold has a plan…what’s the plan? Find out in the next episode of Home For Infinite Losers!

#hfil #tfs hfil #tfs #team four star #home for infinite losers #dragon ball z abridged #dbza #dragon ball z #dbz #frieza #dbz frieza #freeza #dbz king cold #king cold #perfect cell #cell #dbz cell #goz #mez #raditz #cellza #fricell #dbz fanart #artists on tumblr #comic #fanart #daddy d1lf darling

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Things that are canon in Dragon Ball Z Abridged but NOT in actual Dragon Ball Z (Part 3)

Check out Part 1 and Part 2

Tien and Chiaotzu are Jewish

Frieza is convinced Zarbon’s girlfriend’s name is Chuck

Krillin has a bad habit of blurting out important/embarrassing information to the bad guys when he is scared

Vegeta’s short height was caused by the effects of Nappa force feeding him coffee as a baby

Gohan hates his dad

Princess Trunks~

King Cold likes to walk around naked, Frieza finds it disgusting and uncomfortable but King Cold argues that he literally has nothing to hide/cover up (so does Frieza always walk around naked like Vegeta claims??)

Goku and Cell are “Fight-Sexual”

Android 15 has a drinking problem (none of the other androids like to talk about it)

There’s a Space France

And a Space Mexico

Tien has a fantasy football team

Future Bulma wants to bang Future Gohan

The planet of psychics that Bardock and his team destroyed (Frieza Planet 419) has miraculously repopulated, now none of Frieza's men go to that planet

Dodoria is known as the most beautiful women on her planet

Android 17 is a natural blonde and dyes his hair black

Vegeta doesn’t know what a condom is (same thing can probably be said about Goku)

Tien is the only serious character in the show and he knows it

King Yemma is divorced and his wife took the kids

Goku most likely doesn’t see Chichi as his wife, more of a beautiful women that just so happens to live with him and feeds him

Nappa has a Spacestagram account

Kami’s old spaceship he used to come to Earth in goes by voice commands when hearing someone say “Popo” instead of "Piccolo" because "it knows better"

Space Hulu exists

Bulma broke up with Yamcha through King Kai's telepathic call

Recoome is a five time wrestling champion

Every planet Frieza has conquered he just names after himself followed by a random number, he doesn’t even go in numerical order, just picks a random number each time

King Yemma has everyone strip when they reach the afterlife

Dende hates Krillin

Dende also hates Videl and has banned her from The Lookout cause "No girls allowed" (confirmed by Taka)

In hell HFIL Radtiz is constantly being bullied and beaten up by Frieza and his men

Frieza doesn’t pay his henchmen

Cooler does pay his henchmen

Spacey’s (it’s good food, in space)

#dragon ball z abridged #dbza #dragon ball z #dbz #dragon ball #team four star #hfil #home for infinite losers #goku #son goku #vegeta #dbz vegeta #frieza #dbz frieza #dbz tien #tien shinhan #dbz krillin #krillin #cooler #dbz cooler #king cold #dbz king cold #radtiz #dbz raditz #Nappa #dbz nappa #bulma briefs #dbz bulma #son gohan #dbz gohan

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I was tagged by @bubble-bobble thank you ☺️

Last Song: Stay close- Fire Flight , Hellbent -Mystery Skulls

Last movie/TV show: Mashle and She-ra and the Princess of Power

Sweet/spicy/savory: sweet and Savoy I guess 🤷‍♂️

Favorite Color: Red /Black and Lavender

Relationship status: won't say 🤷‍♂️

Last thing that I googled: a Croissant 😂 and random pose references

Last book: n/a

Current obsession: Dragon ball in general and Sky children of the Light. Sometimes megaman

Shin , my ocs and Frieza low-key sometimes (:

Looking forward to: just chilling around and trying improving myself 🙂

I am tagging @spookigoobi , @enimintisay or @anyone your welcome to try it or not 🙂