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😛😛😛 WE DID IT @bones4thecats

↳ Fractured Confessions VIII (fan-made).

A Future! Trunks × Goku-Daughter! Reader × Obsessed! Zamasu.

Chapters: One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven I. Seven II.

The linked above are the original story written by me. This is a special-written installment by my friend, @looooochie! She's very talented, do give her some love as she starts her writing journey here on Tumblr! Big thanks to her for writing this. Credit for the writings below to her, all I did was edit.

"hey everyone, loo here! i just wanted to say thank you for the love you’ve shown bones throughout this whole fic, and i love you guys! and i’m also grateful to have taken part in this series of of some sort, and i really hope you enough the REAL finale that i’ve composed and sacrificed my hands for you all, and have a good day/night, and most importantly, enjoy!!" ~ looooochie.

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Your mind felt it was blurring a little. Or maybe it was just your eyes. Something felt like it was coming back into your head, like a memory, or a few.

Suddenly, in a rush, everything started to come back to you. All that that sick green bastard and the evil version of your father had put you through. It was going faster than a train.

You held your head as you closed your eyes tight shut as you tried to remember everything that you could. The Androids, the battle, everything.

The two kais beside you, the Supreme Kai and Gowasu noticed your rather strange state, and Trunks was right next to you.

“Miss Y/N! Are you okay?” The elder kai asked, concerned.

The train of memories only started to become faster. Everything was starting to become clearer again, the more you thought about the memories you once had.

"You know who you are? You’re Y/N, a half-Saiyan girl, and someone I'm proud to have as a daughter.”

Your eyes shot back open once more. Everything, everything was clear again. Your memories of everything were as clear as day once more.

"Y/N, speak to me! Are you there?" Your true significant other, Trunks, asked.

You looked up at him with sparkling eyes once again. The eyes that had been filled with emptiness and sorrow, had their signature sparkle back.

"Trunks.. Supreme Kai.. I remember.. everything."

Relieved as the group was, their attempts to speak were interrupted by a glowing, dark pink aura in the sky.. Zamasu.

"C’mon Dad.. you can do this.."

Trunks noticed your rather alarmed state, to which he frowned and gripped your hand tight.

"If they can’t beat Zamasu, we can." Trunks thought to himself. Not only was this his fight, but yours too.

Soon enough, you and the kais started to notice a dark shift in Zamasu’s power. and not in a good way.

His body was starting to become unstable and losing its once ‘perfect’ form, and turning something.. rather malicious. Zamasu’s obsession with the genocide of all mortals has started to take a toll on him badly, and you turning to Trunks instead of him only added more salt to his wounds.

The so-called god seeks beauty, but at what cost?

Just as you wanted to think farther on this situation, you heard a whirring sound coming from above.

"Trunks, Y/N!" you looked up to see your ‘aunt’ Bulma, along with Mai, in the newly fixed time machine.

"You fixed it!" Trunks said relieved as Mai jumped down from the ship and towards you and him.

"Trunks, you all right?"

"Yeah!" Mai then turns to you, relieved.

"You’re back! Are you doing better?" The older woman asked you with a concerned expression to which you nodded.

"What a relief.." She said with a smile before turning back to Trunks.

"And this, Haru and Maki made me a promise to give it back to you." It was Trunks’ broken sword. He took it and looked at it, with a hard look, but happy to have it back.

"Oh! And before I forget," Mai added and took out a capsule. You looked at it in confusion before it did its thing and inside it unveiled another sword. Your other one.

"Wait, how did you-" You asked shocked, Trunks felt the same.

"I may or may not have realised that you didn’t have your sword when you came back to present, so I took my time and got you another one! Don’t ask how, just.. y’know." Bulma explained from inside the time machine with a smile.

You also took the new sword, admired it for a little while before hardening your expression and focusing on the matter at hand.

"Don’t give up! Make him pay!" You heard faint voices in the reflection of your blade.

"This is my fault. Zamasu's angrier than ever, and it’s because of me. At the same time, he put everyone in a bad state, and tried to pull me away from everything I've ever known! This is my future, my life, my everything. and I'll be more than damned if I let Zamasu take it from me! I'll make this bastard pay, even if it’s the very last thing I do."

Little did you know, you and Trunks were having similar thoughts and so you powered up your kis at the near same time.

As you stared at your sword, a tear ran down your face. You only gripped the sword tighter.

This wasn’t just a fight, this wasn’t just a battle, this was war. You swore to the gods you’d make Zamasu pay, and that’s just what you plan to do.

Just then, Trunks yelled and a bright light shined from his sword, and somehow reformed it.

You were shocked, was it from his sheer will to beat this guy?

"Trunks, that sword.." Mai said shocked and Trunks looked at her.

"It's how we win."

Now, another tear that had previously started to fall from your face fell onto your sword, and it began to glow a bright blue.

You looked at it before looking up at Trunks. "This is also another way we win." You said, seriously.

"Hey," you said and Trunks looked up at you from his sword, his expression still hard.

"This isn’t just your fight, nor is it mine, it’s ours. That green bitch put you and me through hell, and he’s gonna pay for that. We’ll beat Zamasu, together."

Trunks looked shocked for a hot minute, he had never seen you this determined since you came back to his side, and he was glad. The blue haired man smiled at you before yet again hardening his face.

"You’re right. Together." he ended before the both of you charged up your ki and flew towards where Vegito and Zamasu were battling.

Vegito had become undone, and her heart sank.

Goku and Vegeta's energy had dropped low, and Zamasu was quite literally about to tear them apart.

Y/N and Trunks stopped in their tracks and watched what had become of this fight. Zamasu wanted her father dead. And was she gonna stand for that? Absolutely fucking not.

Just seeing Goku and her ‘uncle’ in such states was more than enough to make Y/N want to end Zamasu even more. The grip on her sword tightened and she felt tears of anger drop from her eyes and she transformed into a Super Saiyan 2, Trunks doing the same.

"Away with you, mortal scum!" Zamasu yelled and drew out his energy blade so he could finish the two Saiyans off.

Before he could, Trunks said no. The half-Saiyan blocked his path and Y/N followed by holding your sword tight and protecting her father and uncle.

But, something felt different with her. This energy.. it’s unlike anything she felt before. You could say that your ki was like Trunks’ rage form, but hers was from.. will power?

Instead of the bright blue, the interior part illuminated a warm, pinkish red around her body, followed by the normal yellow and sparks.

Both Goku and Vegeta were shocked at the sight, their children standing in front of them to protect them.

Back for more, Trunks?! Yet again?!" Zamasu demanded of him, but he didn’t answer and the two males clashed.

Y/N had seen enough already, so she stepped in, waiting for a perfect time to counter attack the corrupted kai.

When Trunks jumped back, her mind said “now!” and she leaped forward with her glowing blade towards Zamasu.

He was truly not expecting this, but the ‘god’ managed to block her attack with his own blade.

Just looking at Y/N made him feel mixed feelings towards her. Some part of Zamasu still believes that she could see the error of her ways and turn to justice, and leave these disgusting mortals. The other believes that she truly wants nothing to do with him anymore, and that only fuelled his rage.

If Zamasu couldn’t have Y/N, no one would. Especially not Trunks.

Y/N glared at him before she jumped back and let Trunks attack, and successfully, Trunks landed a cut across his chest, and another one to follow, Making an x.

Trunks looked up angrily at Zamasu and he looked back down.

"Don’t you see?" Zamasu said while regenerating from the slices of Trunks’ blade.

"I’M EVERLASTING!"

The angered kai landed a punch towards the half-Saiyan and it unfortunately sent him flying.

Y/N looked back to Trunks, her eyes widened as Trunks fell onto the hard grounds. "Trunks!" she exclaimed.

"And YOU…" Zamasu looked at her with eyes full of betrayal and rage.

Y/N’s eyes widened as the corrupted ‘god’ flew towards her and tried to cut her, but luckily she blocked it with her own sword.

"You could’ve had everything; a place beside me in this perfect world, but yet you chose HIM?! If I cannot have you, NO ONE WILL!!" Zamasu yelled, and his current power was just a little too strong for Y/N, and she got thrown back too, now next to Trunks.

Before Trunks could even look up, he was met with a large magenta blade, and he luckily blocked it. Now face to face with Zamasu as he struggled to keep his composure.

Zamasu looked down at the pair’s current states, and smiled evilly, those sharp teeth displaying his face.

Y/N looked next to her, and eyes widened. Trunks was going sword to sword with her kidnapper while still clasping her own.

As the girl looked up, Zamasu's saber was getting closer to her as well, so she took her sword and put it under the Trunks' one for more protection.

"Tell me, how will you escape my justice next? Will you both run to the past begging for help from the rest of your pathetic mortal herd, or this time will you try the future? HOW WILL YOU COMPENSATE FOR YOUR WEAKNESS NOW?!" Zamasu yelled as he forced his saber onto the pair of semi-Saiyans.

As they struggled to keep the energy blade away from their faces, Trunks managed to respond to the ‘god’s’ taunt.

"Compared to the gods, then of course we’re weak. But you can never make us ashamed of that! Because when mortals do join forces, that’s when we can do anything because believing in our fellow man and helping each other to survive- and that’s what redeems us!" Trunks said as he kept holding off the other blade.

"That's what makes us mortals who we are- makes us worthy! AND THAT'S WHAT GIVES US," Y/N added as she also struggled against Zamasu.

"OUR REAL POWER!"

A bright white glow spread around the Saiyans as they wouldn’t give up. Trunks and Y/N were truly determined to defeat Zamasu, prove mortals’ strength, and to get their timeline back.

The light got brighter, which caused Zamasu to scream.

In the distance, all the survivors of black looked at the illuminating light, having some form of hope.

"That light, it’s coming from Y/N and Trunks!" Future Yajirobe exclaimed.

"It is?" The siblings, Haru and Maki asked, before getting filled with hope and shouting for them to hang in there.

Now, Zamasu was head to head with Y/N and Trunks, all three swords colliding, and sparks of energy around them.

Y/N looked to her side to see the man struggling a little to which she looked at Zamasu, and tried harder to fight off his power.

"Don’t give up!" Maki and Haru shouted.

Soon, they noticed along with the other humans that they were starting to strangely glow a bright aura.

"Hey! what’s happening?" Haru asked as he looked at himself and the shiny particles around him.

"The color of the light, it’s just like what’s coming from Trunks and Y/N!" Maki realizes.

"You guys can do it!" the soldiers added as they also started to cast this aura.

Yajirobe was puzzled. "This is nuts, why are you guys covered in fairy dust?" And he soon also started to illuminate this ‘fairy dust’.

Back to the battlefield, the aura around Trunks and Y/N started to become brighter, then their multicoloured ki from before got powered up and into effect again.

"Get him, Y/N!"

"You've got this, Trunks!"

And many more shouts came from the survivors, yelling for them to not to give up or that they can do this. Yajirobe even joined too.

Not only was it coming from the remaining survivors, it came from even the remaining animals of the desolate planet.

From beyond the sky, an energy ball began to form in the sky, and while still forming, it struck at Y/N and Trunks, but didn’t do anything at the moment.

The pair and Zamasu looked into the sky to see a large, spirit bomb like an energy ball, blue with red accents floating in the air.

Everyone was shocked at the light.

"Could it be, wait… this is," Y/N said shocked.

"Energy. It’s flowing in from every living thing in this world!" Trunks finished, and the boy and girl looked at one another.

After that, they noticed their swords began to change color. Trunks’ become a bright blue and Y/N’s become a pinkish red.

"Quickly, Vegeta, us too!" Goku exclaimed before the two Saiyans gave their children all the rest of the energy they had left, and it flowed into them.

Right after, Trunks and Y/N’s kis combined, and they both illuminated the colors of their swords from within.

Trunks being blue, Y/N being red-pink, like Super Saiyan gods.

The energy kept surging and flowing as the pair felt themselves getting stronger.

"This energy. Keep it coming you guys! Share your power with us!" Trunks yelled as he looked at Y/N. Them having the same thoughts and they nodded.

"I don't care how much energy you collect, it will never compete with a god’s!" Zamasu exclaimed, trying to land a punch to Trunks, but he jumped up high, Y/N following behind.

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" The girl asked. to which Trunks responded with a "yeah."

What they were thinking was to merge themselves with the spirit bomb, in order to collect as much of the energy as possible.

"Here we go, everyone!" Trunks said, clutching onto his sword.

"We'll defeat Zamasu!," Y/N added.

"TOGETHER!" the two Saiyans yelled as the spirit bomb came closer, and began to merge with them.

When the light flashed then faded, Trunks and Y/N’s ki combined, as the aura illuminated a blue and red color. Like Goku’s Super Saiyan blue with the Kaioken.

Their blades grew larger and the full blades themselves turned the full color of red and blue.

Trunks swished his blade to his side while Y/N kept her sword in front of her as they looked down angrily at the kai.

This was it for Zamasu, both Y/N and Trunks wanted their revenge, but Y/N was bloodthirsty.

That green, corrupted creature made her go through a world of pain, isolation, stress, and many other horrible things. Hell, Zamasu didn’t even let her go outside!

But no more talk. Just a pair of Saiyans getting their well deserved vengeance.

Trunks wasted no time, and he rushed forward towards Zamasu with a scream.

Zamasu dodged at first, but Trunks was at least two steps ahead. Trunks slashed his sword and Zamasu was slowly but surely beginning to struggle with this immense new power he and Y/N had.

Before Zamasu could even look up, Y/N dashed towards him, sword in hands and look of vengeance. He used his corrupted arm to push her away, and it kinda worked.

But Y/N got up again and swung her blade to the taller figure and almost landed a few strikes.

Now, Zamasu was faced with both Trunks and Y/N, with the spirit bomb swords.

"No! you’re mere mortals!" Zamasu said, trying to prevent the swords from reaching him and his cursed body.

"This isn’t about gods and mortals! You don’t believe in anything but yourself, AND WE WON'T LET YOU WIN!" Trunks yelled, and broke free of Zamasu's blade, followed by him destroying his energy blade.

Trunks held his blade tight before bringing it back, Y/N bringing hers down, but held her sword upwards, they let out a shout and pierced right into the middle of Zamasu’s chest.

What was this power?! It was so strong, so chaotic, so many emotions and energies melted together!

"This is the full power of mortals fighting together and for one another. We believe in something, SOMETHING BIGGER THAN JUST YOU!" Y/N shouted as she continued to hold her sword up high and into Zamasu.

"INSOLENCE!" Zamasu yelled as he let out a cry, using both hands to pry out the swords that pierced his body.

Trunks and Y/N were pushed back as the pair stood in front of the fused kai, a new, large wound in his center.

"How dare you strike a god! And retaliate against justice!"

They did not care, and Trunks brought his weapon down and swung it right onto his lower area. Y/N jumped up and held her sword high and swung it right onto Zamasu’s shoulder.

He let out a scream of agony as he was getting attacked in two areas of his body as some sort of liquid began to leak out of his body. Double the swords, double the pain.

"I don't give a damn about you! or your.."

"You can go to hell! With your.."

SO-CALLED JUSTICE!" The two Saiyans yelled, as they casted their blades farther up or down, as Zamasu was being split into 3 pieces.

"BUT HOW?! IT CAN’T BE!" Zamasu shouted as he spent his last breath looking at Y/N.

How could she have done this to him? After all that Zamasu gave to her.. love, peace, no mortals, and this is how Y/N was repaying him?! By killing him?! A void was cast into his heart, emotionally and physically. The only woman, mortal he ever loved, was slicing him down, and with zero signs of regret.

Maybe mortals were all the same after all.

Zamasu began to melt even more the farther the blades reached and let out an ear piercing scream.

And finally, Zamasu was cut in three. The battle was finally over. The mortals had won. Y/N had gotten her revenge.

The Saiyan girl landed on her knee, still holding her energy sword, huffing and puffing. Trunks doing the same.

"A righteous god, defeated by mortals. It's sacrilege! It cannot be!" Zamasu said, his life force beginning to fade.

But suddenly, Zamasu began to laugh. What? Why was Zamasu laughing? Was this all a game? What did this mean?!

Now Zamasu began to glow and for the final time let out a scream as he began to disintegrate into sparkles and energy.

When the light faded, Trunks and Y/N powered down to their base forms. Trunks’ light sword had once again become the broken one it once was, and Y/N’s new sword had cuts and pieces snipped off.

Unfortunately, her once braided hair had become undone, and it cascaded down her back as it hit the floor. Poor Chi-Chi, all that work for what?

Goku and Vegeta walked towards the future versions of their kids, and Goku complimented their efforts as Vegeta just smiled.

"Yeah, we all did. Thanks everyone." Trunks smiled as he looked at his sword.

You stood up and looked at your sword, your eyes starting to gain their sparkle again.

"We.. we did it. He’s gone." you said, relieved, and Goku wasted no time, and he enveloped you in a hug.

"Y/N.. man, I missed you! I thought for a second that you were going to stay with Zamasu! You had your old man scared, y’know?"

You blinked and Trunks sweatdropped while Vegeta just closed his eyes and scoffed.

"I-" then after a few moments, Goku let go of you and looked into your eyes, they had their sparkle again, like the ones your little self had.

"I'm not going anywhere, Dad. Only someone crazy enough would do that. One thing I'll never do is pick a perfect world over everyone and everything that I know and love. Besides, I'd rather die a mortal than to ever be in a world where there’s no one but gods." you said.

Goku was happy; he finally got his little girl back.

Trunks was even more happy; he finally succeeded in his mission of making you his significant other, and he wouldn’t have it any other way.

Mai soon came to the scene with Bulma, asking if it was really over, and it truly was.

After all this suffering and pain, you could finally put your weapon down and live in peace. Just the mere thought of it could bring you to tears, and it did.

Small tears fell out of your eyes and onto Goku’s gi, just like the first time you went back to the present.

Your father did the same thing and placed his hand over your head gently as he held you close with a comforting smile.

Bulma said that her future self would’ve been proud to see Trunks now, also with tears in her eyes.

"And I'm sure Chi-Chi would’ve also been proud to look at you, huh, Y/N?" Goku asked as you wiped your tears as you looked at your swords.

This was the power you guys needed. All of you together, fighting as one. And it was worth it too, because the fight was finally over.

Or so you thought.

A dark red energy beam suddenly erupted from the ground and into the sky, spreading across it and covering the once beautiful night sky

Now because of that, a dark cloud began to form and began to rapidly spread across the once beautiful night sky.

Supreme Kai and Gowasu’s eyes widened and said that it’s ‘him’. Could he be talking about… Zamasu?

He was.

The dark clouds left to unveil images of Zamasu with a creepy smile and him laughing like a maniac.

Your eyes widened. How was this possible?

"This guy never quits." Goku said, annoyed before powering up to Super Saiyan Blue but he got powered down. Vegeta told him not to lose focus but the same happened with him. Trunks powered up and flew towards Zamasu, Goku and Vegeta following behind him.

Something was off with you though. You didn’t know but, just the sight of Zamasu brought an unsettling and cold feeling to your spine.

The three men fired their main attacks, but that didn’t even scathe him. The reason as to why this was happening was because of the dragon’s power.

He was cut down, and because of that, his being still remains.

After that was explained, one of the Zamasu shadows began to fire a blast, followed by another shadow doing the same. And soon, there were dark energy blasts being fired everywhere.

Everything was gone, nothing but you, your friends, family and an eternal void. Zamasu had turned the world into something you had feared.

You hugged Mai as she fell on her knees, crying about the tons of innocent lives that were just lost because of Zamasu.

That only made you hate him even more, no, you loathed him. How could Zamasu have done this?! That bastard!

Nothing was heard but the cries of Mai and your soft sobs. This guy just couldn’t leave your head, it's like he.. attached himself to your mind, and there was no getting rid of it until he was gone, but all plans of that looked like they were never going to leave.

All hope seems lost, and Zamasu couldn’t just disappear or die.

That was until Goku tried to find a senzu bean to try to take out Zamasu again but ended up finding something else.

"Supreme Kai, tell me. Do you think the Zeno of the timeline is still around?" Goku questioned.

"What? The Omni King? Well.. yes, there’s no question, of course he would be. No one can defeat Grand Zeno; it’s impossible!" The Supreme Kai stated.

Wait, what’s a Zeno?

Goku then pressed the knob and a bright light appeared, and out of that light was a small looking figure with weird looking clothes.

"Woo-hoo! Zeno, you’re here! I wasn't sure it would work! Aw, what a relief!" your father then hugged the strange being.

You looked up confused. The kai ran up to them and bowed down.

"We are humbled, sire!" They said at the same time.

"Can someone please explain?" Trunks asked and Bulma said that that little guy was the supreme ruler of the entire multiverse.

Zeno jumped down from Goku's arms. "Who are you? That's odd. Did you summon me?"

"Yup. I sure did. I'm Goku!" He smiled and Zeno looked around the environment.

"Ew. What's this? There’s nothing here you see. That's very bad. Did you do this?" He then pointed to your father.

"Hm? No, no, it wasn’t me. That guy up there did it." Goku responded, then pointed to the sky filled with Zamasus.

"He is very nasty." Zeno commented.

"Yup!" Goku responded.

"So, what’s he going to do?" Supreme Kai asked and Gowasu said that he wouldn’t even dare to guess.

"Something this nasty should be cleaned up, right?" Goku asked.

"Yes it should," Zeno responded then his tone turned serious.

"I'll destroy it." The little figure said before raising his hands and they emitted a bright aura.

"Hurry! Get in the time machine before it’s too late!" Goku shouted, and your eyes widened.

The Supreme Kais were also told to get out of here, so they teleported somewhere else.

"Guys, what’re you waiting for? Launch it now!" Next thing, you were all back on your feet and hurried to the machine.

Bulma started up the time machine and the jets closed, engine firing up. Goku and Vegeta jumped onto the time machine and wrapped themselves tightly around their legs.

The bright light got bigger and brighter as you watched Zeno do his thing in order to erase Zamasu for good. Luckily, you had managed to escape before you were caught up into the erasure of your timeline.

(Alright, this part’s kinda boring so, let’s just summarize it.)

You guys all made it back to the present and now you can finally put your weapons down and wait for the next possible attack.

And your relationship with Trunks? Yeah, you guys are dating now, but didn’t tell your younger selves as yet, you figured you’d let them figure it out themselves.

After all this fighting, it was truly over. You had Trunks, and hopefully no enemies for the next forever, and also, you got yourself a new form!

Overall, you’re happy that you’re in the arms of the one you really love and wasn’t forced to love.

"I love you, Y/N."

"I love you too, Trunks."

#nene’s favs 🧟

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looooochie · 1 month ago

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STRANGER THINGS 5 Volume 1 | Nov. 26th Volume 2 | Dec. 25th The Finale | Dec. 31st

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"SOOOOO... WHAT IF WE KISSED...?" PROMPTS * assorted dialogue for tossing out the idea of being in a relationship or just kissing and seeing what happens after, adjust as necessary

i hear you're a good kisser.

are you staring at my lips?

how about a kiss for old time's sake?

maybe we could experiment a little.

have you ever thought about kissing me?

is there even an "us?"

a little bird told me you're a really good kisser.

could you see me as... more than just a friend?

what's a little fooling around between friends?

i'll admit, i have thought about you like that.

kissing you sounds like a very good idea.

i've been meaning to ask you out for ages.

maybe we could... see what happens.

there's no harm in a little experimentation.

did you want to kiss me back then?

for what it's worth, i really enjoyed the kiss and i wouldn't mind doing that again sometime.

could we pretend this is our first kiss?

maybe we could go on a date sometime.

you could start by coming closer.

just wondering what you taste like.

i saw you looking at me earlier.

could we talk about... us?

i'm not interested in anyone but you.

i bet if we tried, we could make it work.

a kiss won't kill us.

wanna makeout?

quick, kiss me before they walk over here.

i've wanted to kiss you for a long time now.

i never had the courage to ask you if you'd kiss me.

could i keep seeing you after this?

i really enjoyed it, by the way.

you're a much better kisser than i expected.

well, that got out of hand quickly.

maybe we should redo our first kiss.

next time, we should make it a date.

can i kiss you?

kissing sounds really fun right now.

have you been kissed before?

i never liked kissing until you.

you are... unbelievably good at that.

give me a minute to catch my breath.

your heart is racing.

are you okay? you look very flustered.

are my cheeks burning?

figured we're both about to die, so what the hell.

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looooochie · 1 month ago

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↳ Fractured Confessions V.

A Future! Trunks × Goku-Daughter! Reader × Obsessed! Zamasu.

Chapters: One. Two. Three. Four. Five (here). Six.

This was made with my lovely new friend Tumblr friend; @looooochie!

This does have some trigger warnings; ptsd and attempted murder.

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A slow song played in the background as you felt yourself wake up.

What happened? You pondered, opening your eyes to look around at your surroundings. You didn't feel the shackles around your ankles or hands, but you may have just gotten so used to wearing them that you blacked out the feeling of the cold metal.

Your eyes peeled open, eyelashes sealing some of the harsh light from you as they adjusted. Looking around, you felt light breaths against your stomach.

Your pupils moved downwards towards the feeling. There, on the tops of your thighs, laid the head of a blue-haired man. One eyebrow going downwards as one went sky-high, your eyes glanced to the side and back. Who is this guy? Do I know him?

The man stayed asleep, his blue hair moving as he breathed slightly. He seemed familiar... yet not as the same time. Where's Zamasu? Black?

Zamasu. Black.

Your breathing became rigid, the machine beside you beeping as your breaths rushed. The noise and sudden heavy movements awoke the male, he looked up at you and his eyes went as wide as saucers.

"Mom! She's awake!"

Trunks reached to hug you, but you flinched. Who was he yelling for?! Did Black and Zamasu abandon you like the 'scum' did?

An older, blue-haired woman, ran into the room. Her eyes lit up as she saw you breathing and awake. She then heard the sound of the machine racing and grabbed her son, pulling him away as she tried calming you down. She failed.

That entire night you sat in that medical bed, shaking and panicking. Anytime someone tried to get close to you, you screamed and began sobbing. Nobody, not even Goku and Trunks could get within five-feet of you without you having a mental breakdown.

"What do you think they did to her?" Piccolo asked, his arms crossed as normal while Pan sat on his lap coloring in a book.

"I'm not sure. When she saw Trunks, the one person she's been around for years, she panicked. When I came in, she became worse."

"Do you think they manipulated her?" Gohan asked.

"Possibly." Whis answered. "Vegeta, you were the one who had rescued her from the cabin of Zamasu and Goku Black's, correct?"

Vegeta nodded, his hair bobbing as he looked at the tall angel with his classic frustrated expression. "I was."

"What position was she in again? Chained?"

"Shackled. Her ankles were bound together by a chain, the longer part of the chains, the one bound to the wall, wasn't even the length from her feet to her knees.

"Her hands were kind of the same; though the chain there was bound to the middle of her feet below. They were also completely covered, comparable to a cocoon. She looked... broken."

Trunks looked back at his feet, sorrow in his eyes as his mind wandered throughout your time fighting against Black and Zamasu; how Black had a constant eye on you, even when fighting against other people.

How had he not seen how close he had gotten to your ear when he grabbed you that one time?! He had asked you if you were whispered anything by the possessed-Saiyan, but you just said it was nothing and pushed it to the back of your mind.

How dumb was he?!

"With the knowledge gathered as of now, it is heavily likely that she has been brainwashed by Zamasu and Goku Black. Because of the brainwashing, her brain must be blocking out some memories." Whis announced.

"A trauma response?" Chi-Chi asked.

"That is correct."

Baby Pan scribbled and looked at Piccolo, her eyes wide with sparkles as she showed him her drawing on the blank-side of the coloring book; a picture of you holding her alongside future Trunks.

Piccolo's glabella furrowed slightly as his eyes darkened with losing hope. "How long do you think it'll be before she becomes better?"

Whis shrugged, staying silent. He had no idea. Everyone healed differently from things, some people take months to heal from mental scars, some decades. You are no exception to this rule.

"I'm not sure."

Sitting outside, your hair moved in the wind. Anger coursed through your veins. The negativity wasn't pointed towards anyone in particular, rather at your memory. These people, who claimed to be your family, had asked you many questions, but you had no answers.

You wanted to help them, you really did. You just... couldn't.

"Hey."

Looking up, you met the eyes of the tall man. His loose hair behind him as his cap sat on his head carefully, as to not put a permanent dent in his mane. "You mind me sitting next to you?"

"...No."

The guy sat down. You could tell he was human, he didn't have the otherworldly features like Piccolo or Whis. His power level also wasn't overwhelming, it was tranquil. Low in comparison to the other's.

"So... how's the view?"

"Hmm?"

"The view? Y'know, seeing the others march around like ants. Kinda funny looking, isn't it?"

Following his eyes, you looked down at the others. The people who once towered over you, like the Namekian and angel, were now short, almost miniature looking. It was kind of funny.

Your lips moved upwards into a small grin as the guy kept poked and prodding at the others, telling you small stories of Goku when he was young, along with some battles he had gotten into alongside the Z-Fighters.

Before you knew it, you were laughing. A genuine laugh.

"There's the laugh I've wanted to hear." He said, chuckling alongside you.

"You don't remember me, do you?"

You shook your head.

"Not very surprising. I was around you more when you were a toddler, I kinda... began my own thing when Goten was born."

"Goten?"

"Your younger brother."

"Oh."

The male smiled, his eyes lighting up slightly as he stood up and held a hand out for you to grab to help you up. "I'm Yamcha."

"Hello there. My name's Yamcha."

Your eyes widened, hands shaking as you looked into this 'Yamcha' guy's eyes. He cocked an eyebrow at your expression. "Whatcha-uh... whatcha staring at?"

"Yamcha: martial artist and ex-boyfriend of Bulma Briefs. You stopped fighting because of the growing strength in villains, not because of your own weaknesses."

Yamcha's eyes widened as big as Trunks' were. You did remember him. But how? How can you remember him clear as day, but not your own father and friends?

"C'mon," he said as he grabbed your hand and began walking with you down the hill. "We need to clear this all up with Bulma."

Thanks to Yamcha, Bulma was able to get some of your memories back. Though, while you still did lack some, you gained far more than what you started off with. You remember seeing Bulma hug Yamcha while Vegeta leaned on the doorway with a more angered expression than normal. Though, you suppose, seeing your wife and her ex-boyfriend hugging wouldn't be the most fun thing.

Trunks, knowing your memories of him were still limited, hugged you regardless when you asked him how his training was going. He smiled and came super close to hugging Yamcha for the help. But, he hardly knew the guy, so the awkwardness would've been insane.

"Are you sure you're ready for this?" Bulma asked, buttoning up her coat as she made sure they had everything for the trip.

You nodded, determination in your face as you snapped your throwing swords in your pocket given to you by the blue-haired female. "I am. I'm not letting you guys do it all by yourself while I stay here just because of some 'memory issue'."

Bulma nodded and handed you a capsule, but instead of having a blue or red label, it had a purple one. You thanked her and put it in your pocket, pulling your cloak to conceal yourself. "For your safety." Vegeta said.

"Alright then." Bulma voiced. "Let's go."

Standing alongside Mai, Trunks and Bulma, your wounds were getting worse by every minute of fighting. Mai checked on you by glancing every once and a while, after all they can't lose another fighter, especially against Black and the once beloved student, Zamasu.

When you all arrived, you were shocked at how much worse your timeline looked than when you last saw it.

The buildings that were once barely standing were now nothing but dust and rubble on the ground. Fire was everywhere. The world's sky was almost completely grey and black, hardly any part of the once-blue horizon coming through anymore. It was a ecosystem's worst nightmare.

Their anger at losing her was worse than I thought it'd be. Goku thought.

Zamasu's eyes were wide in a mixture of fear and shock. Though, you understood why. For years he had praised the fact that mortals were weak, physically and mentally. But here he was now being proven wrong by a mere evil containment wave.

"How'd you disgrace yourself against those mortals?" Black spoke over Zamasu's heavy breathing. "We were barely separated, what went wrong?"

"It- it seems many of our assumptions about mortals were badly mistaken. They are much more than just insignificant worms. If we're not careful our dream of utopia is going to be ruined before it's even begun."

Black growled, his eyebrows down in anger as he thought of a path around everything. Looking down at the fighters against him, Vegeta and Goku's hair was blue from their transformation. Behind them stood the four of you, either mixed-raced or solid humans.

His eyes caught your own and he spoke again, this time calmer than before.

"Very well. No more games or half-measures. Because these insolent mortals continue to defy and profane us, we will reveal to them the ultimate power of the Gods."

Fear began to course through your veins.

That doesn't sound good.

"It's time to show them divine perfection made whole."

"You pathetic lowly mortals..." Black began.

"Show your reverence and bow down..." Zamasu continued.

Reaching up to his left ear, Zamasu unhooked his earring. You then realized that was no ordinary earring, that was an earring used for potara fusion. A potara earring! How had he snagged those?!

That doesn't matter right now. You thought. All that matters is trying to make sure they don't win this war.

"Before our splendor." He finished.

Supreme Kai, whom you called Shin, gasped. Gowasu, who was standing beside him, "Good God, they wouldn't dare!" he yelled.

"So this is your move." Goku spoke as Vegeta scoffed.

How original. Vegeta thought.

Once Zamasu snapped the earring onto his right ear, it glowed a vibrant green. A green that matched his own skin as he smiled with his alternate self. Black's earring glowed the same as he stared down at you all.

The two males then were lifted upwards by an unseen force and pulled towards one another. Their chests touched each others as they closed their eyes and were enveloped by a bright light. So bright that you had to cover your eyes with your cloak.

Just then, the light vanished, moving towards a more humanoid-shape than city-wide.

You moved the fabric protecting your sight and gasped.

A hand moved outwards as an echoed voice rang out to you all below.

"My form is justice."

Another hand.

"And my form is the world."

The light began to shatter from the body, leaving a man behind. A man shining with divine light as he smiled.

"Worship me. Give praise unto me. Me, the beautiful, the sublime. Me the invincible, the all mighty and divine."

"All hail Zamasu."

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↳ Fractured Confessions V.

A Future! Trunks × Goku-Daughter! Reader × Obsessed! Zamasu.

Chapters: One. Two. Three. Four. Five (here). Six.

This was made with my lovely new friend Tumblr friend; @looooochie!

This does have some trigger warnings; ptsd and attempted murder.

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A slow song played in the background as you felt yourself wake up.

Your eyes peeled open, eyelashes sealing some of the harsh light from you as they adjusted. Looking around, you felt light breaths against your stomach.

The man stayed asleep, his blue hair moving as he breathed slightly. He seemed familiar... yet not as the same time. Where's Zamasu? Black?

Zamasu. Black.

Your breathing became rigid, the machine beside you beeping as your breaths rushed. The noise and sudden heavy movements awoke the male, he looked up at you and his eyes went as wide as saucers.

"Mom! She's awake!"

Trunks reached to hug you, but you flinched. Who was he yelling for?! Did Black and Zamasu abandon you like the 'scum' did?

"What do you think they did to her?" Piccolo asked, his arms crossed as normal while Pan sat on his lap coloring in a book.

"I'm not sure. When she saw Trunks, the one person she's been around for years, she panicked. When I came in, she became worse."

"Do you think they manipulated her?" Gohan asked.

"Possibly." Whis answered. "Vegeta, you were the one who had rescued her from the cabin of Zamasu and Goku Black's, correct?"

Vegeta nodded, his hair bobbing as he looked at the tall angel with his classic frustrated expression. "I was."

"What position was she in again? Chained?"

"Shackled. Her ankles were bound together by a chain, the longer part of the chains, the one bound to the wall, wasn't even the length from her feet to her knees.

"Her hands were kind of the same; though the chain there was bound to the middle of her feet below. They were also completely covered, comparable to a cocoon. She looked... broken."

How dumb was he?!

"A trauma response?" Chi-Chi asked.

"That is correct."

Baby Pan scribbled and looked at Piccolo, her eyes wide with sparkles as she showed him her drawing on the blank-side of the coloring book; a picture of you holding her alongside future Trunks.

Piccolo's glabella furrowed slightly as his eyes darkened with losing hope. "How long do you think it'll be before she becomes better?"

Whis shrugged, staying silent. He had no idea. Everyone healed differently from things, some people take months to heal from mental scars, some decades. You are no exception to this rule.

"I'm not sure."

You wanted to help them, you really did. You just... couldn't.

"Hey."

Looking up, you met the eyes of the tall man. His loose hair behind him as his cap sat on his head carefully, as to not put a permanent dent in his mane. "You mind me sitting next to you?"

"...No."

"So... how's the view?"

"Hmm?"

"The view? Y'know, seeing the others march around like ants. Kinda funny looking, isn't it?"

Following his eyes, you looked down at the others. The people who once towered over you, like the Namekian and angel, were now short, almost miniature looking. It was kind of funny.

Before you knew it, you were laughing. A genuine laugh.

"There's the laugh I've wanted to hear." He said, chuckling alongside you.

"You don't remember me, do you?"

You shook your head.

"Not very surprising. I was around you more when you were a toddler, I kinda... began my own thing when Goten was born."

"Goten?"

"Your younger brother."

"Oh."

The male smiled, his eyes lighting up slightly as he stood up and held a hand out for you to grab to help you up. "I'm Yamcha."

"Hello there. My name's Yamcha."

Your eyes widened, hands shaking as you looked into this 'Yamcha' guy's eyes. He cocked an eyebrow at your expression. "Whatcha-uh... whatcha staring at?"

"Yamcha: martial artist and ex-boyfriend of Bulma Briefs. You stopped fighting because of the growing strength in villains, not because of your own weaknesses."

Yamcha's eyes widened as big as Trunks' were. You did remember him. But how? How can you remember him clear as day, but not your own father and friends?

"C'mon," he said as he grabbed your hand and began walking with you down the hill. "We need to clear this all up with Bulma."

"Are you sure you're ready for this?" Bulma asked, buttoning up her coat as she made sure they had everything for the trip.

"Alright then." Bulma voiced. "Let's go."

When you all arrived, you were shocked at how much worse your timeline looked than when you last saw it.

Their anger at losing her was worse than I thought it'd be. Goku thought.

"How'd you disgrace yourself against those mortals?" Black spoke over Zamasu's heavy breathing. "We were barely separated, what went wrong?"

His eyes caught your own and he spoke again, this time calmer than before.

"Very well. No more games or half-measures. Because these insolent mortals continue to defy and profane us, we will reveal to them the ultimate power of the Gods."

Fear began to course through your veins.

That doesn't sound good.

"It's time to show them divine perfection made whole."

"You pathetic lowly mortals..." Black began.

"Show your reverence and bow down..." Zamasu continued.

Reaching up to his left ear, Zamasu unhooked his earring. You then realized that was no ordinary earring, that was an earring used for potara fusion. A potara earring! How had he snagged those?!

That doesn't matter right now. You thought. All that matters is trying to make sure they don't win this war.

"Before our splendor." He finished.

Supreme Kai, whom you called Shin, gasped. Gowasu, who was standing beside him, "Good God, they wouldn't dare!" he yelled.

"So this is your move." Goku spoke as Vegeta scoffed.

How original. Vegeta thought.

Just then, the light vanished, moving towards a more humanoid-shape than city-wide.

You moved the fabric protecting your sight and gasped.

A hand moved outwards as an echoed voice rang out to you all below.

"My form is justice."

Another hand.

"And my form is the world."

The light began to shatter from the body, leaving a man behind. A man shining with divine light as he smiled.

"Worship me. Give praise unto me. Me, the beautiful, the sublime. Me the invincible, the all mighty and divine."

"All hail Zamasu."

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looooochie · 2 months ago

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i've been vibing a lot with neons lately

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looooochie · 2 months ago

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is it just me, or do we (not rlly) ship my oc selves with our anime crushes?

well, we literally take the oc we proclaim as us and then ship it with that specific character or person, because it’s harder to invision our real life selves with the character

#nene yaps 🎧#y/n #anime crush #anime x reader #anime #manga #oc #original character #jjk x reader #dbz x reader

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↳ Fractured Confessions.

A Future! Trunks × Goku-Daughter! Reader.

Chapters: One (here). Two.

This was made with my lovely new Tumblr friend; @looooochie!

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Gripping the fractured wall, you stood up. A groan passed through your gritted teeth. This was too much to handle at once. You hadn't trained in years, maybe around four, before this happened.

While yes, fighting against this guy would work a lot like your old training under your father, it was nowhere near the same. This was more bloody, more savage, than anything Son Goku would do.

Your name was called, causing you to turn around. Running towards you was a woman with black hair that reached just below her shoulders.

"Mai..." you mumbled, collapsing slightly into the female's embrace. She gasped and helped you stand again. Wrapping one of your arms around her neck, she began to walk with you down to your hideout. "Mai... where Trunks?"

"He's out scouting. But that doesn't matter, how're you?"

Mai opened the door, practically drug you inside, before closing it with her foot.

Laying you down on the nearest cushioning, Mai grabbed a medical kit and began patching up your wounds. Questions poured from her lips; where you hurt, if you hurt, who hurt you, etc. You barely had anytime to reply before another question came out of her.

Understanding her panic, you sighed. You acted the same whenever you found any other member of the resistance injured. All the loses... they took a toll on you.

Looking to your side, you saw the entrance open. Walking inside was Trunks and two other resistance members. He looked at you with widened eyes. "What happened?!" He asked Mai.

Mai's eyebrows furrowed in concern. "She was attacked by Goku Black, no doubt. You've seen how hostile he gets when she's around us."

Trunks stayed silent as he laid his forehead against yours in comfort. He knew what his presence did to your emotions, it calmed you. Being friends since childhood helped with that.

He was the eldest of Vegeta and Bulma, while you were the second-born of Son Goku and Chi-Chi. You two were inseparable as children, that was a fact. Playing with Trunks and Goten was amazing. But, those times were long passed. As were your families.

"He didn't hurt you that badly, did he?" You shook your head in a reply. Mai had healed you well. Your bleeding had slowed, and any of your scrapes and scratches were covered in bandages to heal.

"Good."

Trunks sat down next to you, his hand embracing yours as he took deep breaths to calm himself down. Mai smiled and looked at the other men, motioned for them to head off, and followed them. You two needed some time to yourselves.

"So... how was patrol?" You asked.

Trunks smiled, chuckling as you successfully changed the topic. "It was alright. We did find a few remaining fruit trees."

"Guess that bastard enjoys farming now." You joked.

Trunks laughed, "Guess he does."

Running inside the building alongside Trunks, you yelled at him to hurry up.

Plugging in the fuel, Trunks jumps in alongside you. His face was laced with sweat, eyebrows furrowed in frustration and panic as he pressed buttons for the machine to work.

"Black's found us!" You yelled.

Trunks glanced up in fear, but finally got the machine to run. He wrapped his arms around you as the machine started up. A ki blast flew towards you both as you buried into the half-Saiyan's chest.

Yet nothing happened.

"Here we go."

"Open your mouth, young one." You heard a gravely voice say. You did as it said and felt a round object fall into your mouth. Chewing on it, you felt your fatigue and pains all go away.

From the regained composure, you opened your eyes. Looking above you, you saw the familiar silhouette of Vegeta staring down at you. His eyebrows buried naturally in a frustrated expression, one matching the last one you saw Trunks make.

Trunks! Where was he?!

"T-Trunks..." You groaned, sitting up. "Where's Trunks?"

Looking beside you, you saw everyone else. Specifically, you saw Trunks on the bed. Your eyes widened as you saw how injured he was. You hadn't noticed those injuries back on the time machine. You were far to panicked to pay attention to detail. Survival was all that was on your mind, especially after Mai's sacrifice for you two to get away safely.

Trunks' eyes opened after chewing on a, what you believed to be, senzu bean. Your eyes widened as he sat up and stared at a familiar figure. You did the same. The man's spiky black hair and dopey uniform reminded you of... him.

"What's wrong? You two look terrified."

"You bastard!" Trunks yelled, throwing his blanket off of him as he rushed towards the familiar male.

You grasped at Vegeta's vest and pulled him close like the stuffed hippo you had as a child. It was obvious you were scared of that man. But why would you be scared of your own father?

Trunks threw a left-hook at Goku, but the full-blood Saiyan grabbed it and held it back with unsurprising ease.

"I'll make you pay!"

"Hey... what's the matter, Trunks? It's me." Goku tried to reason.

"I'll kill you!"

All of a sudden, a smack rang through the air. You squeaked and froze in place alongside the elder man you held onto.

"What do you think you're doing?! That's Goku!" Bulma yelled.

Your breathing began to hitch as your brain registered all around you. Bulma, Vegeta, Lord Beerus, Whis, the little versions of your friends, and... Goku.

"...Goku?" Trunks mumbled. He was obviously shocked that the real Goku was there in front of you. You hadn't seen the real man for years now, maybe ten? Longer, perhaps? Who knows. Keeping track of time was more of a Mai thing than yours.

Your grip on Vegeta loosened, and your eyes began to water as you stared at Goku. His eyes traveled from the future-Trunks and towards you.

He was surprised. He had seen future Trunks long ago, but he had not seen future you. You looked so much more mature. Your hair was longer now, almost the same length as your long-deceased uncle, Raditz's, was. Your eyes, which were once kind and soft, were now cold and seemingly hollow.

Goku called your name lowly, his voice matching yours as you called his name back.

In a flash, you jumped up from the bed like how your friend did. Your arms opened and wrapped around your father's, legs doing the same. It was as if you were a koala and he was the eucalyptus tree you wanted to extract nutrients from.

"Dad!"

Everyone was surprised as you cried into Goku's arms. It was like you were a toddler again when you scrapped your knee training with the Saiyan-frenemies.

"Hey, kiddo." Goku replied, his arms holding you up as you cried. Trunks watched with a neutral expression. He knew why you were crying; you missed Goku so much ever since he passed. While Chi-Chi raised you for a majority of your life, Goku was a great father when around.

When Goku was around, he would play with you, train you, and even help teach you some things he learned from his teachers like King Kai. In fact, he was the one who gave you the hippo stuffed animal you loved as a child.

"So, why did you attack me?" Goku asked, his hand rubbing the back of your head comfortingly as you continued to cling to him.

Trunks froze slightly, nervousness and anger laced in his body as he crossed his arms and began telling the story of everything.

It shocked the people around; why on Earth would Goku go evil? He sacrificed himself for the people of this planet, him changing side like that would be essentially impossible!

"It's the truth." You said.

Goku and the others looked down at you in surprise. What were you talking about?

"But, in all honesty, I think something happened to you in the future, Dad. There's no bad bone in your body."

Trunks nodded, a hand placed on your shoulder reassuringly as you looked at your father.

Walking inside from training with his past family, Trunks' eyes looked around your older brother's home. He eventually saw Mr. Satan sitting on the couch, you on the floor in front of him with a little, blanket-wrapped Pan in your lap.

"Heya, Trunks!" Mr. Satan said. "Sorry, I've tried movin' the two of 'em. That girl's grip is shockingly strong for someone holdin' a baby."

Trunks looked down at you both and smiled. His eyes slightly wrinkled as his lips moved upwards.

He knew exactly what you were thinking when you caught up with your brothers, mother, in-laws, and niece. You were thinking about the day Pan was born. Gohan was twenty-two when she was born, and you were just past fourteen.

Trunks remembered your face when Videl's pregnancy was revealed. He remembered how your eye lit up when Videl's stomach grew from the product of her and your brother's love. How you cried happy tears when Pan was placed in your arms for the first time.

And how you sobbed uncontrollably when you held her in your arms for the last time.

Videl walked in the room and called her father to the kitchen for some help. Mr. Satan smiled and nodded, handed the TV's remote to the son of Vegeta and Bulma, and walked away.

Instead of watching the recordings pass by, the young man sat down and laid his head on top of yours. His breathing started to calm as you and Pan breathed steadily.

I promise to keep you safe. Trunks thought. Even if I end up the same as our fallen friends.

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