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Vegebul 4ever🤩

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Bulma💙 fanart finished.

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testing my ssj vegeta skills lol

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😳😯

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He went from the kid who took your lunch money to yummy daddy….

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I overdid things as usual lol

And I have more on the way in the next weeks ‘cause I can’t stop drawing stupid DB comics.

PLS Kami help me

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trying to do more ‘intimate’ scenes  asdfgkhajl. but. also just. perusing the idea that what if at the beginning she tried to be very… tempting lol

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She knew not to ever go into the gravity chamber, while it was being used by her father, but Bulla had always been curious as to what he does in there, whenever Trunks wasn’t helping to train with him, or when their mother was in there yelling at him to come inside for once in his life. The half-breed herself would sometimes catch glimpses of her father bashing away at training droids, or doing pushups to the thousands. It was always so exciting to see him in his full Saiyan glory, going to town on barely-animate objects that could only try and hit him with lasers. Though, something about what she was seeing tonight, after years of sneaking in peeks at this type of training, had her heart beating faster than ever before. Each motion from him attacking the bots, she could practically feel it in her body, as though she were doing the same motions and feeling their receiving punch. Standing there in the hallway that connected the chamber to the living quarters, Bulla felt herself transfixed on the session before her. The twists and turns of her father’s ultimate physique sent shivers down her spine, and she unknowingly sunk one hand under the very loose shorts that she was sporting. The night was creeping in, and little did the half-Saiyan know that tonight was a full moon, and her blood was pumping with needs she couldn’t quite understand. Also, unknown to herself, her tail had returned to it’s fullest fluff and form, the instant she felt her fingers touch the very edge of her underwear. Still, her eyes were so-focused on her father ahead, and the hallway felt as hot as the sun. Bulla barely had her fingers under the garment, and she muttered under her breath, a light gasp. “Daddy!...” Unaware if it was loud enough to be heard, and so caught up with herself for the moment. | @pridefulsaiyan |

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They totally fucked before Vegeta left to train, look how happy she is, I’M JUST SAYING

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This was about the hundredth robot that she’s had to spend hours toiling over, fixing whatever he had destroyed with it, and chucked the broken bot to the ground with a resounding slam. She knew where he was now, showering most likely after his intense twenty-three hour workout session, and in his room to spend an hour relaxing. Bulma didn’t waste any time, even ignored the red lock above the door, bypassing it with her code, and storming right in. “You know, Vegeta! I’ve just about HAD it with you! I won’t be able to fix those damn bots, not for a month! And good luck trying to not break the last thirty left in the chamber! Why can’t you just train like a normal person???? You’re seriously a brute! Overworking yourself for what?? You really think Goku would do this to himself? Let me tell you right now, that man takes breaks, first of all! And he eats! I’ve barely seen you do any of that! Are you trying to kill yourself?!?” | @pridefulsaiyan |

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I love them very much, ty  ☆⌒ヽ(*‘､^*)chu

1 of 6 done!

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The start of a beautiful love story ;)