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May I request a fluffy Vegeta x Reader where reader spoils bf/husband Vegeta in tiny ways just because she loves him? (Maybe a little angst too if needed because of being a prince and all? Only if you vibe with it) Like maybe makes his favorite dessert just cause or buys something that he looked interested in weeks before because does so much for y/n? (just a few ideas to clarify?) Thank you so much! 💙❤🌹😊

Heavy is the Head (Vegeta Fluff Request)

The sun creeped into the window of Y/N’s apartment. She sighed and shifted, reaching out beside her. Once, twice, three times, her hand patted out beside her, feeling her sheets for a body. When she didn’t find it, Y/N frowned and sat up, looking at the cold space beside her. Scoffing, Y/N rolled out of bed, shivering as her feet hit the cool carpet below her. Y/N shuffled to her kitchen; used pans were still left out, and a plate of food was sitting on the counter. Next to it, a note rested, crumpled and slightly torn from haste.

‘Y/N.

Training for most of the day. Don’t wait up.

V.’

Y/N sighed and set Vegeta’s note down. She stretched, rolling her neck. Y/N took up the plate gingerly, munching on cold toast as she wandered through the house.

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Vegeta slammed the door behind him. His chest heaved up and down; dust puffed off his body and scattered on the floor around him. He reached up and wiped a hand over his brow, flicking sweat and blood off of his hand. Vegeta slouched against the door, grinding his teeth, not noticing Y/N tiptoeing toward him.

“Geta?”

Vegeta looked up, his eyes searching Y/N’s face.

“What is it?” he asked.

“Nothing,” Y/N said. “You just seemed tired. Did training go alright?”

Vegeta shrugged. He stood tall and walked past Y/N, brushing past her as he went.

“It was fine. I’m going to clean myself up.”

Y/N frowned as she watched Vegeta retreat into the bathroom. She crossed her arms and frowned. Sighing, Y/N made her way to the kitchen.

As Y/N settled into her kitchen, Vegeta scrubbed himself in the shower. He grimaced as his hands grazed his scrapes and cuts. The water beneath him swirled into red, then light pink, and Vegeta sighed as finally the water ran clear. Screwing the tap shut, Vegeta wrapped himself in a towel and waded out of the bathroom.

As his body dried, Vegeta sniffed the air. Ham sizzled and the smell of bread wafted from the kitchen.

“What’s all this,” Vegeta rumbled as he walked into the kitchen. Y/N gave him a small smile.

“You’re not hungry?” Y/N asked. She got up and crept toward him, and Y/N smiled again as she kissed him on the cheek.

“I set out some clothes straight out the dryer on the bed for you. You should put them on while they’re still warm,” Y/N said. “I’ll make a plate for you when you’re dressed.”

Vegeta eyed Y/N cautiously.

“Are you ill?”

Y/N snorted.

“No. You’ve just seemed stressed lately. I’m being nice. Now, go get dressed.”

Y/N shooed Vegeta along, and Vegeta slowly turned on his heel head to his room. While he went and dressed himself, Y/N hummed to herself at the stove. She took two plates and piled them high with food, and she set them down just in time to see Vegeta dressed in a shirt and sweatpants.

“Here you go! Sit down before everything gets cold!” Y/N said.

Slowly, Vegeta sat down to his food. Y/N sat down next to him and helped herself to the meal.

After a while, Y/N frowned. She looked up to find Vegeta poking at his food.

“Not hungry, babe?” Y/N asked.

“I appreciate your effort, but not really,” he sniffed. “I’m more tired than anything.”

Y/N nodded and finished her last bite of food. She rose and placed her hand out, waving it slightly in front of Vegeta’s face.

“C’mon, babe. Let’s head to bed for a nap.”

Vegeta looked at Y/N’s hand before smiling and standing. He crossed the table quickly; Vegeta didn’t hesitate to scoop Y/N up in his arms while she snorted. The pair walked to the bedroom, with Y/N wiggling in Vegeta’s grasp. Y/N giggled as Vegeta plopped her down on the bed. He scoffed at her laughs but allowed himself a smile nevertheless as he slid in beside her.

Y/N sighed in content as she curled up next to Vegeta. Relishing in his warmth, Y/N allowed herself to edge closer to Vegeta’s back. She snaked her arms around him, sighing again. One of Y/N’s hands reached up to stroke through Vegeta’s scalp, and Y/N could have sworn she heard him purr.

“Must you insist on clinging to me, woman?” Vegeta asked. Y/N smirked – there was no bite in his tone, and Y/N could hear sleep ebbing into his tone. Y/N continued to finger through Vegeta’s hair, occasionally reaching down to kiss at his forehead. Soon, Vegeta’s breathing slowed. Y/N smiled as he snored, and soon, she followed suit.

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Hellooo! This is my first time asking for a request here! And I've only recently found this acc and I've enjoyed reading your fics ever since. As for the request, can I ask an angst scenario about vegeta x reader where vegeta treats the reader like trash because he doesn't know how to express his affections properly and they're both lovers (bulma's with yamcha btw if thats okay). Until one day, the reader just couldn't handle his actions and is tired of being treated like shit so she snaps at him and ignores him all day. Its up to you how it ends but it'll be great to have it fluffy.

So this turned out really long! I hope this is what you were looking for! My inbox is open for requests everyone :-)

Y/N sat, grinning, as Bulma, Yamcha, and Krillin tittered about Bulma’s most recent science venture.

“Look, all I’m saying is that I need a new test subject! You’ve been through worse, right? It’s also a paid position,” Bulma said.

“No way!” Krillin said. “Why don’t you use Yamcha? Your boyfriend, your guinea pig!”

“Krillin, it’s a hair growth serum,” Yamcha said. “You’re kinda the only one who fits the bill, pal.”

“Oh haha. You know I can grow hair, I just shave it all off.”

Y/N laughed along with Bulma as Yamcha and Krillin started to squabble. Bulma nudged Y/N’s hand, and she looked over at the bluenette.

“You know, you’ve been over here a lot, lately,” Bulma said.

“It’s nothing,” Y/N assured. “Just want to spend some time with some old friends.”

“You sure? You know, last time you were always visiting because of-”

Y/N raised her hand and shook her head.

“Yeah, I know. He’s still an ass, and I’m not gonna lie, it is nice to get away from him somet-”

A sudden impact shook the ground and the group. Krillin and Yamcha were the first to stand, with Y/N gripping the table and Bulma falling to the ground. Y/N scoffed, looking out into the flying dust. She spotted the hazy outline of a blue aura, and Y/N groaned as she helped Bulma up.

“Speak of the devil,” Y/N muttered.

“Earth woman!”

Y/N sighed as Vegeta’s figure quickly crossed the field. She crossed her arms and glared at him.

“Well, well. Done knocking yourself around for the day? Come to say hello, Vegeta?”

Vegeta scowled.

“Shut up! And who do you think you are, wandering off and not telling me?”

“Knock it off man, she’s just hanging with us,” Yamcha said. “Nothing’s gonna happen to her while we’re around.”

Vegeta ignored Yamcha and marched to Y/N.

“You should know better than to leave the house without telling me first, Y/N. I can’t train and make sure you don’t get yourself killed,” Vegeta barked. Y/N rolled her eyes and sat down. She grabbed her drink and looked Vegeta in the eye as she took a sip.

“Look. I’m fine. You don’t have to start an argument every time you see me, you know. How about you sit down with us? That way you know where I am and you can relax,” Y/N said. Vegeta scoffed before turning his back.

“As if I’d waste my time here. You want to stay with your pathetic little friends, fine. Go ahead. See if I give a damn,” Vegeta called over his shoulder. Y/N watched as Vegeta marched to the mound of dust and dirt he landed on, and she rolled her eyes again as he took off.

“He seems to be in a good mood,” Bulma said, dusting herself off. Y/N nodded before sighing and leaning back in her seat.

“He’s been a real ass lately. I don’t know what’s gotten into him,” Y/N said. Bulma patted Y/N on the back. Yamcha shook his head, and Yamcha scoffed.

“He’s not exactly Mr. Congeniality, Y/N,” Yamcha said. Bulma pulled Yamcha by the ear.

“And you’re the boyfriend of the year, huh?” Bulma asked. Krillin and Y/N laughed. Y/N then cleared her throat and rose to her feet.

“Well, it’s been fun, but I should probably get going. Vegeta doesn’t need any more reason to start yelling,” Y/N said.

Krillin stood to hug Y/N.

“Don’t let him push you around,” he whispered in her ear.

Y/N nodded and waved at Bulma and Yamcha before excusing herself to fly off to her house.

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The sun started to set by the time Vegeta arrived home. He walked in, expecting dinner. What he found instead was Y/N washing dishes and setting them out to dry.

“Woman.”

“I have a name,” Y/N said.

Vegeta ground his teeth and continued.

“I take it you haven’t cooked today.”

Y/N didn’t look up; she moved to the cabinet and grabbed a glass to pour herself a drink.

“I did cook. And then I cleaned the pots for you. Here you go,” Y/N said. She gestured to the pots and utensils on the counter, then passed Vegeta to go sit in the living room. Vegeta followed her, stomping as he went.

“And do you really think I’m going to do my own cooking?” Vegeta said.

Y/N raised an eyebrow at him.

“You will if you want to eat. You know, maybe if you weren’t such an ass today, I would have made enough for you to eat, too.”

Vegeta crossed his arms and glared at Y/N.

“I’m an ass? How about you, gallivanting around without a care in the world?” Vegeta said.

“I was just with my friends, Vegeta,” Y/N said, rolling her eyes. “You know, I don’t want to argue with you. I’m going to bed,” Y/N said. Vegeta followed her to their bedroom, and he leaned against the door frame and watched as she tucked herself into bed.

“So that's it then? You're just going to ignore me for the rest of the night? Vegeta asked. Y/N said nothing, running her hands over her face.

“What happened, Vegeta? Why are you acting like this? You know, first I thought the whole “loose cannon, lone wolf” thing was kinda cute, but now, you’re just plain mean. What is it? Do you not like me anymore? Am I just another “worthless human” to you now?”

“Shut up! You don’t know what you’re talking about!” Vegeta thundered. Y/N nodded, eyes drooping wearily.

“Yeah,” she said. “I guess I don’t know what I’m talking about. You know, I thought people were wrong about you. You were sweet for a while, at least to me. Guess that’s all down the drain, huh?”

Vegeta opened his mouth, then closed it. He grabbed Y/N’s doorknob and turned on his heel, slamming it shut behind him. Y/N sat in the silence for a while, before sighing and laying down.

The sun shone in Y/N’s eyes, rousing her from her sleep. She yawned and stretched, and then listened. The house was eerily quiet.

“Weird. Vegeta doesn’t go off and train this early,” Y/N said to herself. She walked into her living room, and found Vegeta sitting there, flicking through channels.

“Good morning,” Vegeta said.

Y/N stayed quiet. Vegeta continued flicking through channels, only stopping when Y/N came to sit next to him. His eyes slid to the side, examining her, before going back to the television.

“I’m not training this morning. I think I need to take the day off,” Vegeta said.

Silence fell over the room, with Y/N kicking her feet against the couch.

Vegeta shook his head.

“Look, about last ni-” Vegeta began. When Y/N said nothing, Vegeta scowled to himself and huffed.

“Forget it,” Vegeta said. He started flicking through channels again, and Y/N crossed her arms. Finally, she spoke.

“Vegeta. Please?”

Vegeta exhaled sharply through his nose, set the remote on the couch next to him, and turned to Y/N.

“Well? Done ignoring me now?” he asked.

“I want to talk to you. I’m tired of yelling at each other. I just…don’t know what to say. What’s going on with you?” Y/N asked.

“There’s not a damn thing wrong with me. You’re the one creating all the problems. All I want is to keep you safe, and you call me silly. I want to know where you are, is that so bad?” Vegeta questioned.

Y/N fell silent, squinting her eyes. She placed a finger over her lips and sat before she spoke.

“Vegeta, you want to keep me safe. I can get that. But you don’t have to be…you don’t have to…” She sighed, rubbing her eyes before continuing. “Vegeta, I understand that you want to keep me safe, but I do have friends. I’m safe with them.”

“And what if you aren’t? If you’re out and I don’t know or I can’t reach you in time, and something happens to you, what am I supposed to do? Have you even thought of that?” Vegeta said, crossing his arms.

Y/N tilted her head and leaned on Vegeta’s shoulder.

“Vegeta. All I’m asking is that you loosen up a little. You can come with me. I’ll try to communicate with you more, but I also can’t be cooped up here forever,” Y/N said.

Vegeta grumbled but said nothing. A light pink dusted his cheeks, and Y/N smiled and leaned in to kiss them.

“I love you, you know,” Y/N said. A dark rose took over Vegeta’s face and neck, and he sighed as he faced Y/N.

“Yeah. I know.”

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