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“Something frivolous is something unnecessary, petty,” Frieza answered automatically. He glanced pointedly at Nellsa’s purple shorts. “In this case referring to a misguided sense of modesty that so many species seem to share...” 

Frieza jumped when a woolly tail suddenly descended on his head. Not guessing that the gesture was well meant, he smacked it away with his hand, embarrassed that she’d caught him off guard. 

“Watch where you’re putting that thing,” he hissed, resisting the childish urge to swat her with his own tail in return. He’d probably send her hurtling halfway across the woods if he did. The mental image did wonders to calm his nerves.

Frieza listened to Nellsa’s story, nodding along politely. Her story was not totally unbelievable in a galaxy such as theirs’, where interplanetary travel was commonplace and species mingled freely. Someone could easily have left her here, and Frieza did not think she’d been off the planet herself. 

“I see,” he said simply, not caring to pry further. “How much further is this lake?”

Summer Vacation!

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((Warning: Sexual content.))

“’Give me permission?’” Frieza resisted the urge to snort and spread the two fingers he had inside her. The warm wetness and pleasant resistance reminded him unduly of sticking your fingers into a wound. The macabre comparison made his lips twist wryly - with some of the sounds she made, he might as well have been goring her. “You’ll forgive me for interpreting your wanton advances earlier as an invitation to reciprocate. But if I truly was mistaken...”

His fingers curled to brush against the spot that had really made Rocket squirm one last time before withdrawing entirely, trailing a wet track down the inside of her thigh. 

Perhaps it was wrong to tease her, knowing how desperate, how vulnerable they both were in that moment, but the insinuation that he’d acted without permission affronted him more than one might assume. Even if she had told him to keep going...  

Frieza took a deep breath, willing back his self control. Their eyes met briefly before he grabbed her by the thighs and hiked her up further into his lap. His tail coiled tightly around her waist, holding her possessively against him. 

His head came to rest in the crook of her neck and he mouthed at the bite mark he’d left there earlier, focusing on the irony taste of her blood to distract himself from his own pressing need. Which is currently trapped between us, rubbing against her stomach.

Frieza groaned. Perhaps it was a mistake to try and tease her...

Because nothing says “welcome back!” like gratuitous smut, here’s a continuation of a previous RP. Thank you @ryunoohi for being so patient.

Link to previous part.

((Warning: Sexual content.))

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Frieza made a face as Nellsa casually produced some food from her wool. If she’s storing things in there, it’s no wonder she’s so big. 

Clothes were more a matter of vanity for Arcosians than modesty. As a species whose ‘equipment’ was kept neatly sheathed away, there was little they needed to cover.

Frieza scoffed. “My kind are beyond such frivolous concerns. I do not need materials to hide behind.”

He followed after Nellsa, walking briskly to keep up with her longer strides. The mention of fish and turtles had his interest piqued. He just hoped that she wasn't sentimentally attached. 

 After a moment of walking, Frieza frowned up at the sheep, squinting irritably against the sun. "How can it be that you've never met other members of your kind?" There. A bit of light conversation for the road.

Summer Vacation!

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(A spiritual successor to ‘Just Gold,’ a previous RP I did with @supposedlyperfectwarrior.)

Getting answers from Cell was never going to be easy. 

Frieza had never expected it to be. There was much more to an interrogation than beatings and force - even the power of his new Golden Form would be of limited help to him here.

It was about exploiting vices and weaknesses, of which Cell had infuriatingly few. With his high tolerance and regenerative capabilities, the android had made it tediously clear that he was not afraid of pain. He had even mutilated himself on several occasions in an attempt to escape his restraints. The fact that he had not yet succeeded was one of Frieza's few meager victories. 

Frieza had not managed to make Cell to elaborate on any of his earlier discoveries - that Cell was indeed from an alternate timeline, artificially created from a mixture of Frieza's own DNA, his father's, and possibly even the Saiyan Vegeta's. As disturbing as that revelation was, more frustrating was the knowledge that in Cell's original timeline - and quite possibly his own - Goku and the Earthlings had a second set of dragon balls on Earth all along, and in destroying Earth, Frieza had unknowingly destroyed them along with it. 

Nothing else stung as much as that. Knowing just how close...

The Arcosian Prince had lost count of how long it had been, how long since interrogating and beating Cell had become just another part of his daily routine, that Cell finally found a way to break the monotony of his torment.

He had felt it in his gut first. A tugging sensation as his hand hovered over the door button to leave. The skin of his back prickled with the sensation of power amassing behind him, and Frieza turned, the look in his eyes almost bored as he wondered what Cell was trying next. His Ki was a low ebb, weak from blood loss and malnutrition. What could he possibly do in such a state? 

Still. He’s a cunning creature. Underestimating him has never served well in the past...

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She's never met another member of her own species? How curious.

Frieza's brow creased as a thought occurred to him.

Could I have been responsible for her species extinction? Is that what this is all about? What if her naïveté is an act, an elaborate ruse to get close to me and exact revenge? That sort of thing has happened before...

Frieza re-examined Nellsa with suspicion, from the wiggling movement of her hips to the light in her big blue eyes as she giggled. It was almost sickeningly sweet. 

...No. Definitely not. 

He resisted the urge to scoff at the assertion they were on her territory and folded his arms, hating that he had to look up at her. Normally his subjects would bow, or the hover chair would help make up the height difference. But they’d already established that manners were beyond her. 

“Is that so?” Frieza plastered an intrigued smile on his face. “We haven’t had a chance to scout the area, yet. You’ll have to show me this lake.”

Summer Vacation!

[lordfriezarp]

Nellsa is obsessed with sexy alien dudes. :D

“You mean that giant woolly beast? I fail to see how her interests are relevant. Run this sort of sordid gossip by Zarbon first - I have no use for it.” 

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Frieza’s cheeks flushed purple at the remark about his stature. He sucked in a breath, chest puffing out indignantly, and leveled her with his best haughty expression. “Perhaps. But I’ll have you know that I am a perfectly good height for a member of my species. Above average, in fact.” (A lie. But how was she to know?) “And it’s Lord Frieza, must I remind you. Not... Sugar Pie.” 

Frieza’s nose crinkled and he turned his face away, embarrassed anew by the absurdity of the situation. Who else got away with talking to him like that? 

Why is she getting away with talking to me like that? 

He turned back to Nellsa with a critical eye. Come to think of it, she did look a little bigger, and somehow Frieza found it hard to believe that all members of her species grew to be quite so large. A thought occurred to him. “Looking for some shade, were you? I’m surprised you can abide all that mammal fluff in this heat.”

Summer Vacation!

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Frieza was on his way to meet with the local ambassador when he heard it - a familiar southern twang that somehow carried above the general hubbub of personnel, breaking his train of thought and stopping his determined march down the corridor. His left eye twitched.

What was that? It almost sounded like...

Oh no. 

Even among his diverse range of alien employees, the seven-foot-tall space sheep was not difficult to spot. For a moment Frieza could only gawk in a mixture of disbelief and exasperation, wondering how, yet again, this creature had managed to walk - no, blunder - right onto his ship unquestioned and unchallenged. 

It’s that irksome sheep! How did nobody see her!? 

Soldiers quickly scattered to let Frieza pass as he cut across the corridor, eyes fixed on the wayward new arrival.  

“Back again, are we?” He made it sound like an accusation.

What was her name again? Nel? Nelly? Elsa? Something annoying.

Summer Vacation!

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Why was summer so hot? Honestly, any other weather was fine and dandy but summer was just awful. Oh to be a sheep covered in wool designed to keep heat in…

Nellsa kept on lurching forward, aiming to get to the lake before it got way too hot. Such a nice way to cool…off.

She squinted. What that a space ship? Oh it looked familiar! And the backdoor was open again. Just like last time~

“Hello~” Poking her head inside, she tried to look around for the familiar purple and white. “Howdy, Sugar Pie.”

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Because nothing says “welcome back!” like gratuitous smut, here’s a continuation of a previous RP. Thank you @ryunoohi for being so patient.

Link to previous part.

((Warning: Sexual content.))

Frieza watched those slender fingers curl around his cock with apprehension, shuddering a sigh when their tips grazed his skin. Despite the paranoid part of his brain screaming warnings, the involuntary motion was not out of fear. 

His own exploration momentarily on hold, Frieza jerked up into the hand that stroked him, demanding more - faster, firmer - as a need that had been neglected for centuries came back to sate itself with a vengeance. 

Just as he was about to order her to tighten her cursed grip, thrusting up into her hand again and again, there came another wave of vibrations, and this time there was no ignoring it. It was too much. If she kept this up for much longer, Frieza feared he would spill over right there and then in her hand, and as relieving as that might feel, it would be a humiliating way to finish.

“Enough,” he growled, regretfully pulling that warm hand away from his cock. Before the temperamental shape-shifter could get the wrong idea, he leaned back to catch her eyes, lips curling in a slight sneer. “Do you want this to be over so soon?”

He could see in her eyes that she was still waiting for an answer. An admission. How many times had she asked it of him now? Do you want me?

Whether it was spite, cruel amusement, or his life-long habit of manipulation that refused to die with him that made him withhold an answer, Frieza couldn’t say. But no more words left his mouth as he jammed two fingers up inside her. 

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like or reblog if you’re a DBZ rp blog or wouldn’t mind rping with one!

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Since this fandom is very small in terms of active people, reblog this if you’re an ACTIVE Dragon Ball roleplay blog. I’ll be making a masterlist one of these days. ( people in semi-hiatus will be added too. people in hiatus can be added when they’re back. )

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Back from (unannounced) Hiatus

First of all I would like to offer a huge apology for my long and unannounced hiatus. Real life snatched me back with a vengeance last September after I gave so much time to my hobbies, and I was simply too busy with work and family matters to keep on top of this blog. While these things are unavoidable, I do sorely regret vanishing from Tumblr without so much as a word or warning, and without an excuse can only apologise for any concern or inconvenience this might have caused.  

Thankfully things are starting to calm down again now, so I have decided (tentatively) to return to RP. 

Due to time constraints I will not be able to accept every RP invitation like I used to. Having so many on-going RPs became quite stressful, so this time I am forced to be selective. 

Here’s a quick run-down of what I like and will/won’t write:

I like RPs to be plot-focused and have some direction, as opposed to random encounters. In particular, no random battles please (however tempting it is to just punch Frieza.)

I prefer to RP with canon characters, but will consider OCs so long as they fit in with the Dragon Ball universe and are not unjustly over-powered. Please think carefully before using Xenoverse OCs.

I am over the age of 18 and willing to write NSFW content. I can’t think of anything specific that puts me off, but if something is ever suggested that makes me uncomfortable, I will let you know privately. (Does it even need to be said that I will not RP NSFW content with minors?)

Although this blog is for Frieza, I am also willing to play his relatives King Cold and Cooler should an RP require it. 

I am currently considering all RPs that I left on-going as suspended. If you are a previous partner and would be interested in continuing an old RP, please message me to let me know. 

Likewise, if there is anyone new who would be interested in RPing with me, please drop me a message! I am happy to answer any questions or queries you might have. 

Thank you.

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“Well,” Frieza lilted, pulling his lips into a comical imitation of sweetness, “I suppose you’ll just have to tell me again, won’t you? Surely such a story is worth hearing twice. Oh, and have a care to include all the juicy details - you need to convince me, remember?” 

He pulled harder on Cell’s arm, leaning down closer to his prisoner’s face which was being ground into the floor by his foot. “I sincerely hope you’re comfortable... because you’re staying down here until I’m satisfied with your sincerity.” Given the tyrant’s distrustful nature, this was sure to take a while. Not that he minded terribly - Cell made a pretty picture lying on the floor, squashed beneath his foot. 

Just Gold

“Oh, I’ll believe them,” Frieza goaded, not lessening the pressure on Cell’s head in the slightest, “when you can explain to me how the Hell it was possible!”

His eyes raked down the android’s prone form, hungry for something to hurt. There were the sleek black wings that he’d never once seen Cell use, and the small stub of a tail that Frieza had scarcely paid any mind to. He somehow doubted that the loss of either would be very debilitating, even without the regenerative abilities (which were of no concern to the tyrant; Cell would not have the energy to regenerate forever.) He had a little ‘plan’ cooked up for his prisoner later, but first he needed to make him talk.

Frieza eventually settled for an arm, bending it painfully behind the android’s back. Taking lessons from their previous session, he simply squeezed Cell’s hand in his, digging into the skin with sharp nails. It certainly wasn’t the most painful thing he could have done, but it’d be drawn out, constant, uncomfortable. Cell had not been bluffing earlier when he revealed that his hands were sensitive.

Cell snarled. “I already told you when I got back, but you didn’t believe me!” Not that Cell particularly wanted Frieza to believe him, honestly. Taking away the secret of the alternate timelines and the universes that went with them left Cell even more vulnerable than he already was. But Frieza was in a state, and determined to get what he wanted. Blindly unaware he already had it.

[lordfriezarp]

Hi there. Sorry You are busy? Is everything alright?

Yeah, everything’s alright - just very busy! I apologise for my recent lack of activity. Regular schedule will resume shortly.

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draqonelle:

Zarbon pulled his head up, resembling a dead corpse rising out of a seaweed covered bog.  He was still in that delicately proportioned frame but his hair was uncontrollable. Completely undone and surronding his face like swamp grass “Canopies are bullshit.  How can you even sleep?” He yawned and it seemed his mouth was larger then his head. He felt his forehead for his surpression crown and became a little worried when it wasn’t around. He started to push back his hair and yawned again which too up all his brain power. “i need electroJolt. Maybe some vaporous adrenalione supplements”  He said “And to do my hair.” He said.  THere was literally nothing for haircare here.  Not a comb, not one errant hair binder and pin, nothing but his own claws. “How come I can never find a brush in your room?” He said “You have everything in the universe that can be bought but not one hair brush.” He pulled off the very expensive trim on the awful black velvet curtains used it like a string around the back of his head. Even the most luxuriant perfect furnishings when slightly marred could be replaced.  A bit of embroidery  with a juice stain on it.  A shirt with a loose thread. Everything could be completely perfect when you ruled the galaxy.  Unless you had something from a planet and a people you commited genocide or or a species you extincted.  And that did happen from time to time. When they blew up Saiyan the killed every cultivator of Svartzblot in the universe in one blow, and they were just using goat and sheep blood with extra space tansy. It was good enough That inelegant variation on a time honored distilling technque produced cheap mind rotting swill but at least it had that blood and adrenalin top note with an adrenalin and floral finish. He looked around “I need a comb” he said his hair tied back with the unspeakably decadent strands of brocade lace that made up the old bed “Get a new bed tomorrow.”

Frieza turned his face from the pillows, cracking open one bleary eye to glare balefully at Zarbon. For all his talents, the lieutenant’s vanity could make him remarkably stupid - and Frieza had no patience for stupid.

“And why,” he drawled, “would I own such a thing as a hairbrush, you fool?” He sneered, baring teeth. How dare Zarbon make demands of him with such flippancy? A night of intimacy was by no means an invitation to forego the usual reverence and respect that his status deserved. How disappointing that his top lieutenant would make such a blunder.

“Repairs for the bed will be coming straight out of your paycheck,” Frieza declared moodily as he disentangled himself from the sheets. “Though you’re lucky I don’t beat you for your carelessness.” 

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Frieza tried instinctively to writhe away as Rocket shifted atop him, rubbing against those most vulnerable parts that were now exposed for her perusal. Everything down there felt hypersensitive, almost to the point of discomfort. How long had it been since he last allowed anyone to touch him there? How many times had it even happened in his lifetime? It was certainly not a very long list.

Overwhelmed, Frieza turned his head to the side, needing to focus. He could hear her talking, and his heat-addled mind struggled to make sense of the words. Perhaps 'affection' was not quite the right term, but he knew he wanted her alright - in what way, he just wasn't sure.

In the prince’s delirium, a series of explicit images started to flash through his mind; him with his hands around Rocket’s throat, watching her choke and convulse beneath him as he fucked her as hard as her fragile human bones would allow; him lying back and not lifting a finger to help as she pleasured herself on his cock like a thirsty concubine, proving how desperate for this she really was; her screaming for him again and again until she wept from exhaustion-

With an animalistic snarl, Frieza gave in pushed himself up into a sitting position, tail still clenching around Rocket’s as he pulled her into his lap. All he could feel was the heat, the bed sheets plastered to his skin and refusing to let go as he groped for her backside, fingers sliding between her legs to see if she was ready for him yet. 

It doesn’t matter, he thought wildly. Nothing matters any more. If I want her I’ll have her - propriety be damned!

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xtowa’s follow forever [pt. 2]

     a really crappy, quick edit haha. anyway, i hit my first hundred a couple of days ago, & i’m so thankful for that! thank y'all for making this happen, i really appreciate it!! 

perfect specimens:  (mainly the ones that i have interacted ooc and/or ic)

diotheworldus ∞  lordfriezarp ∞  sacrificialsoldixr ∞  daughterofthechamp ∞  isuckatbaseball ∞  future-son ∞  bigbluedjini ∞  demonkingmira  

test subjects: (mutuals who seem really, really cool!!) 

reginatempore   ∞  tarresu   ∞  saviorgohan ∞  heartxfailure   ∞ guardianofgreen

the list would’ve been longer, but some blogs are from the same mun & a few others haven’t been active for 1-2 months ): also, i think i’m forgetting some people?? ahh, thank you all, again! & remember – i appreciate you all for helping me reach my goal!