#Two Tsuns One Bed

[sxvethelastdance]

Do you even need context at this point. if you are in this tag. on this blog (if you are a Broly The Legendary Super Saiyan watcher)

[elderyautjavegeta]

Been thinking about how Piccolo is already 2 or so feet taller than Vegeta in his base form, and after watching Super Hero for the tenth time, I realized that he's a whole head and shoulders taller in his orange form, so now, for the past 24 hours, I've thinking about that sweet sweet size dif like woof bark WOOF BARKBARK SOMEONE SHIP THIS WITH ME!!!

[broken-spirit101]

Snatched Away: Yandere!Akaza X GN!Kidnapped!Reader

Sypnosis: You're a demon slayer who was captured by Akaza one fateful day... and he's a lot more than who you thought he was.

Warnings: Yandere themes, kidnapping, description of injuries, teasing (937 words)

"What the hell do you want?" You shouted at the basketball who had been pestering you for the last 40 minutes.

It had been two days since you were kidnapped by none other than the Upper Moon Three, for reasons unknown. Ever since he had first seen you, he had grown obsessed with having fights with you: a member of the Demon Slayer Corps. The last time he had a fight with you, you had already been injured after returning from a solo mission. After fighting with him, your injuries only increased. He insisted on you coming to his house, and since you refused, he knocked you out and brought you there anyway.

Who could stop the mighty Upper Three?

You definitely weren't skilled enough to do that. The maximum you could do is keep up a 10-minute fight without getting overly exhausted.

"Aw, come on. Are you too scared to train with me?" the demon whined. You thought it was a nuisance. "I'll consider if you tell me why I'm here." "Because you're cute. Isn't that reason enough?" he said, knowing it would trigger you. You threw a pillow at him from your bed. "Ouch. Not elegant."

It had felt like Akaza had been following you before he'd kidnapped you. You would meet him once or twice a week at a minimum, "accidentally". Or so he said.

"My, your concussion still hasn't healed," he leaned closer and held your chin to check if the bandaid needed to be changed. "Maybe you should rest. I guess we could train tomorrow." "Please die," you muttered after pushing him away.

The only thing keeping you away from escaping during the day when Akaza wasn't here was the locked doors and windows.

The windows had literal metal bars on them and a metal door stood at the entrance.

Why would a demon need such security in his home? How annoying.

At least he looked good.

"Aw, are you angry? How cute," he mocked. "Nope, I'm having the time of my life," you replied sarcastically.

"If you're getting bored, I could take you out." Akaza leaned against a door. "In a fight, right?"

He didn't reply.

"In a fight, right?" you repeated.

Here you were, snatched away at night, forced to come out of the house to touch some grass after 2 days.

"The moon is beautiful today, isn't it?" Akaza said, smiling. "No," you groaned. "Why are we even here?" "It's a blue moon today. I thought I'd show you."

He had brought you to a field lush with grass glimmering in the blue moonlight near a lake. You sighed. There was no chance of escaping if you were with the Upper Moon Three, so you might as well enjoy it.

"Jeez, what a pain. Whatever, I'm fine being here." "You're one tsundere, aren't you?" "A tsun- what?" "Never mind."

You sat down on the grass in the chill autumn air as the wind rustled in the leaves. Akaza sat down beside you. "The fireworks are starting soon," he said. "There are fireworks?"

"Of course there are. Did you forget that the fireworks festival is today?" "Oh. I guess I did," you pouted. "A blue moon and fireworks. It's a pretty coincidence." "So you agree that you like being here?" "No."

It was Akaza's turn to sigh now. "As I said, what a tsundere," he whispered to himself. "I heard that."

Just then, a golden-pink firework exploded in the sky. Another two green ones followed. "It's begun," you said. "Yep. Finally."

The huge array of colors in the sky danced like fireflies. The sound of the fireworks was loud even so far away miles away, drowning out any possible noise. They crackled in the and swirled around the stars and the moon, creating picturesque patterns in the night sky.

Akaza's eyes remained glued to the sky in deep thought, almost as if he were feeling a deep sense of nostalgia or déjà vu, you couldn't quite figure out. Although he did look breathtaking with his full attention to the fireworks, you didn't want him to notice you gazing at him so you averted your gaze.

"Why did you look away? I was enjoying you staring at me," he smirked, looking back at you. "S-shut up. I wasn't looking at you." "Yeah, right."

Fifteen fireworks exploded all of a sudden, create a huge boom and loud crackling. Your eyes were glued to the glowing sky. The fireworks reflected stunningly in the lake, making the scene seem like something out of a movie.

You sat in silence for the next 20 minutes, the fireworks glimmering in the sky filling any quietness between you both.

As the fireworks came to an end, Akaza let out a loud, dramatic yawn and stretched his arms above his head. He turned to you and said, "Phew, that was exhausting. Did I actually watch some measly fireworks for half an hour?"

You couldn't help but snort at his over-the-top reaction. "What, are you too cool for fireworks? I thought you were supposed to be the Upper Moon Three, the feared demon!"

Akaza raised an eyebrow and gave you a wry smile. "Fear me, peasant! I am the mighty Akaza, and I demand respect and admiration from all those in my presence!"

You both burst out laughing at how ridiculous the whole thing sounded. As you continued to laugh, you realized that maybe, just maybe, there was more to Akaza than you initially thought. Maybe, just maybe, he was just like any other guy, with his own quirks. And maybe, just maybe, you were starting to like him.

Map

[ryuichirou]

Replies

Slowly but surely replying to older asks. I say it every time but I mean it: thank you for being patient.

One ask about Shroudcest and one ask about Rookvil today!

Anonymous asked:

Imagine imagine imagine.

Cause this is funny to me.

Someone's flirting with Idia, yeah? (or just talking to him, not even flirting) (well, I guess it'd be a one sided conversation....)

And Ortho was off doing whatever and he comes back and he notices-

And he gets all angry and whatnot-

And Ortho's got instant connections to the internet-

And he figures out who the person is and basically destroys their social life.

Like, in the middle of this conversation, this person checks their phone and finds out all their friends have ditched them and their entire online life is up in flames.

Simply because Ortho got a little jealous.

Anon, this is so unbelievably easy to imagine lol Despite Ortho really wanting his precious Idia to have more friends and connections, he is much more jealous than he thought! And much more of a little shit than people think… We really love this kind of scenario for them, to be honest.

Ortho is way too powerful for how emotionally unstable he is! Rogue little yandere robot :( His niisan is his and his only! That poor guy probably just wanted to talk about homework or something trivial like that…

Anonymous asked:

the rook hate be crazy, sorry for the nonsense you’ve been dealing with for doing nothing wrong. anyway rookvil appreciation hours. rook is so observant and reverent that he’s always looking out for his queen and vil is just a bit tsun lol but i love how vulnerable vil is with rook. like the lines implying vil has cried in front of rook before, that they sleep in the same bed, rook knows vil’s family situation, vil commenting on rook’s thighs in beanfest implicitly meaning he spends a lot of time looking at them lol, rook has access to vil’s room and waits for vil… as much as i love savanaclaw rook and mourn his loss everyday, he willingly changed himself to be worthy of being by vil’s side via his own free will; vil did not MAKE him do anything they just talked a lot. my mans is more whipped than heavy cream. idk about you but rook mentions he struggled to feel or express emotions before he knew about theater (specifically neige but let’s ignore that for vil’s sanity lol) so it feels significant that rook obviously feels and emotes so strongly over vil (also something something ortho struggles to feel or express himself before movies and acting so what i’m getting at here is they should spitroast vil at least once lmao.) if it was revealed they’re canonically dating the only part i’d be surprised about is that it got through disney’s censors.

It’s okay, Anon. The whole thing kind of made us appreciate Rook and RookVil more, to be honest lol I sketched them for a couple of days nonstop after that whole thing happened.

It also made you write this ask! It took me some time to reply, but every time I was rereading it I smiled because god this is such a good ship. Everything that you’ve listed is just so… wonderful. All those interactions, all this connection, all those moments that imply their closeness that is on a much deeper level than we get to see. Sometimes when these two talk, it feels like we’re eavesdropping lol they just have this vibe to them, as if every dialogue has some additional context that we don’t quite get.

Vil’s comment about Rook’s thighs and him bulking up though lol poor Epel didn’t know what to make of it and probably didn’t want to think about it…

You’ve made such a good point about Vil being more vulnerable with Rook, and I think this vulnerability is very important. Vil feels like someone who probably doesn’t usually allow people to get very close to him, but once he lowers his guard for someone, that person becomes very special to him. Or I guess it’s the other way around… anyways, he trusts Rook enough to always have him by his side, and he probably vents his frustrations with the industry and anything else that troubles him to Rook the most.

And this trust isn’t one-sided: I feel like Rook trusts Vil a lot too. We know that he has a lot of secrets, and even Vil probably doesn’t know a whole lot about his upbringing and stuff, but he certainly knows more than other people + listens carefully enough to understand implications without prying into it too much. They give each other enough space in general, I guess? I know it sounds funny considering Rook’s whole stalking thing but lol their connection is special. They learn from each other and from what they have together.

It makes sense that one person that Vil trusts so much and loves so much is a weird theater nerd who doesn’t quite understand tact, but is very honest, supportive and genuinely passionate and loving. It makes sense that one person that Rook trusts so much and loves so much is an obsessive perfectionist that takes care of him, enables him and inspires him every day. Both of them are kind of insufferable, but they are the perfect type of “insufferable” to each other lol And yeah, let’s not forget about the power of knowing all the obscure theater/film references the other one makes!

I also absolutely agree that it wouldn’t be surprising at all if it was confirmed that they are dating lol The only surprising thing really would be the fact that Disney allowed it.

[merakiui]

mera!!!! Im thinking abt first time bf riddle who is a cute tsun but its bc u give him such cuteness agression and he's lowkey a prude but repressed horny and wants u so bad but he doesnt know how to initiate things, maybe he even plans for u two to lose ur virginity to each other, so romantic, but he has no idea you and stepbro trey already popped eachothers cherries years ago and have been fucking sinc e >_<

OTL on one hand I am devastated for Riddle because he’s just starting to dip his feet into sexual situations with you and he’s becoming more comfortable with PDA, but omg you’ll destroy his world if he ever finds out you’ve been fucking your step-brother this entire time. :( on the other hand, I am cheering for Trey because AAAAAAAA he’s so normal, so sweet and sane, and so you wouldn’t expect him to do such a thing. He can hide it well because no one ever thinks to question it. He just gives off such sweet big brother energy, even if the two of you are only a few months apart in age.

It started when you were kids, entirely innocent. Holding hands on the way to school. Sharing snacks. Sleeping in the same bed. Playing together. Trey has always loved his siblings. He’s the best brother anyone could ever ask for! He’s always looking out for you, always putting a smile on your face, always making sure you’re happy and content.

But then his hands are still pursuing yours even when he seems too old for that stuff. He could get away with kissing you on the cheek when he was little because everyone found it utterly adorable and affectionate in a platonic way—and it was! But when everyone in his class was gossiping over men and women in risqué magazines all he could think about was you, his lovely step-sibling who walks home with him every day, who helps his mother and father in the bakery, who agrees to take baths with him even if both of you are at that age where you’re going through puberty and so it’s “weird” to be that close with your sibling.

For a while, it’s all experimental. First kisses are practiced sloppily. You and Trey sit on your bed and watch porn to try to better replicate the movements. It’s so awkward, but he’s painfully hard the entire time and before hands can wander any further you’re shoving him away, too embarrassed and shy to try anything else. He’s left to deal with his erection in the silence of his room, consumed with thoughts of you. On the surface, no one would ever know Trey lusts after you so ferociously, but then no one really knows Trey. They don’t know him like you do.

Family gatherings are dangerous because when it’s so busy in the house you and Trey lock yourselves in the bathroom or hide in the closet to practice kissing and touching. It’s so you’ll be ready for your first relationship—that’s what both of you claim. But you’ve kissed so much that at this point the excuse falls horribly flat, and neither of you really believes it.

When you both reached adult age, rather than rebelling and drinking like some of the people in your class often did, you and Trey have sex. It’s nothing exciting. If anything, it’s more wandering hands than actual bodily connection. Trey’s fingers curl up inside of you, and you dig your nails into his forearm and hiss at him to go deeper, harder, faster. Trey loves you too much, so he does everything you ask. You weren’t intending to go all the way, but “just the tip” gives way to Trey slotting himself all the way inside, every inch swallowed up in your tight hole. <3 and he doesn’t mean to cum so early, but in just a few thrusts he’s spilling over because god you feel so good and you’re squeezing him so ruthlessly and you’re a crying, moaning mess and the way you wrap your legs around his waist to pull him closer drives him insane… his name is so sweet on your lips. He wants to hear it forever.

You and Trey have always been close, but no one knows just how close that truly is. So when you’re giving Riddle head for the first time and he notes your technique is too skilled (or maybe he’s just so sensitive), you have years of experience under your belt to guide you because you’ve sucked your step-brother’s cock too many times in the past. And even now, when you kiss Riddle and leave him breathless and yearning, those same lips find Trey’s once you return home from your date and he fucks you against the door, the wall, on the floor, like a starved animal. You really do love Riddle, but then you love your step-brother just a little more and that’s a bond that can never be broken. <3

[terriblesportsimagines]

Heya! Could I have headcanons with Aomine, Akashi, Himuro, Akashi and Kise (KNB and hope that's not too many characters) with an S/O who has joint hypermobility so she's often really tired and her body hurts for no reason? What would they do to help/comfort her etc? Hope this is okay ask!

Had to look this up, so hopefully it's okay!

Aomine Daiki

Has only a vague idea what you’re talking about, even if you explain it.  Of course, he can see when you’re in pain, or when your tired, but all the mumbo jumbo that goes along with it?  Not so much

The details don’t really matter to him anyway.  He cares about you, if you need help, he’ll help.

He thinks the way your joints move is kind of awesome and might push the envelope a little when getting you to do it on purpose.  Gets a clue pretty fast if you say something, but you have to say something.  This kid does not do subtle hints or passing references

Will carry you around on his back if needed, or rub your aching limbs, but he’s gonna complain while doing it.  Nothing that makes you feel bad, but he has to let everyone around know that this is an exception and a favor that will cost you.

Note: it is not and it won’t

He is lazy AF tho, so expect a lot of lying around on top of or beside him, tucked into him.  Keeps a surprisingly close eye on you, though will deny it until he’s literally red in the face (hello tsun-tsun!)

Anyone messes with you about it, verbally or physically, he’s going to beat the ever loving shit out of them, regardless of the consequences.  No one messes with his girl

Akashi Seijuro

Probably knows more about your condition than you do.  Also likely knew you had it, before you got together.  It’s a drive, he has to know everything about the people that interest him.

It’s a little hard for him not to treat you any differently because of it, mostly because he’s hyperaware of you, and thus your health, and he’s more than a little autocratic.  A scolding or two and he’ll try to let it go some, but don’t expect him to back off completely.

He’s a know it all, so you know he’ll have researched the shit out of it, and probably spoken to an expert.  This boy doesn’t do things by halves, and once he’s set on your, the devotion and attention are complete.  He’s a control freak and he wants you to be as healthy as can be.

However, he’s not an idiot either.  He can see the boundaries you place as you place them, and he tries, and is mostly successful, to abide by them and help you maintain them.

Unfortunately, all bets are off if you have an emergency, like you faint or pass out from tiredness, or are too sore to get out of the bed.  Get ready for Ore-sama to come out.  Will keep you in bed or stationary until you’re better, and sees to your care himself.

He’s a yan, so it’s expected.  He always backs off eventually, however, especially if you get upset with him and you are demonstratively better.  Be prepared for a lecture though, and to not have the opportunity to get so bad again for a long time.

(He loves you too much)

Himuro Tatsuya

He listens to your explanation carefully when he notices the issues you have.  He trusts you to know what’s best for you, and will follow any instructions you give him.

Basically, he just wants to be there for you and help with anything you need.  100% supportive boyfriend, this one.

He might get a little naggy sometimes, if he thinks you’re pushing yourself too hard, especially if he sees obvious signs of discomfort or exhaustion.  He’ll never force you to stop, but he’s pretty good at getting and keeping your attention.  He’s tricksy~

Does things like carry your stuff, and pulling out chairs, and just generally chivalrous things that make your life easier.  It’s painfully obvious to everyone that you are his girlfriend.  Doesn’t even look at anyone else, no matter how many attempts others make at him.

Murasakibara finds it amusing to watch him fuss.  Isn’t the type to go out of his way to help, but Mura will catch you or whatever if Himuro isn’t around.  Might try and test how mobile you are tho, so watch out.

Himuro secretly always hopes you’ll ask him for help, since he likes taking care of you, especially if he gets to touch you.  Innocuous touches are his favorite so he finds ways to touch you, using your condition to his advantage.  Nothing negative or creepy, again, he’s just very supportive and not so secretly wants to spoil you.

Kise Ryouta

The first time he sees a joint do something it’s not supposed to, he panics, especially if there is pain involved.

Once he’s let you in, he’s all in, and cares about every little thing about you.  If your hurting or tired, then he wants to help. Though he wants to help, he’s not always aware when you are having a bad spell, so you’ll have to tell him sometimes

Will blow off modelling gigs if you need him, no matter how many times you scold him.  You are higher in importance than his side job.

He still wants to be babied, he’s just more aware of your condition and so never hangs or whines when you’re not feeling well.

He can get a little impatient if he wants to go out and you’re too tired, he has so little time that he finds it frustrating.  He can’t actually blame you, though, so he plans elaborate home dates instead.  Not really sure what elaborate entails, but he manages.  He’s over the top, so you can imagine

He’s used to being taken care of, not taking care of someone else, but he’s clever so he learns.  It’s even better if you are independent about your condition.  He’s weird, he wants to be needed, but also doesn’t like too much clinging?  Ask him for what you need and he’s absolutely there.

He’s contradictory as well though, because sometimes he just picks you up if you look tired.  Basically, he does what he wants.  He’s like a cat lol

[maelstrom-of-emotions]

Answering Eternity

Pairings:

001. SasuNaru | Sasuke x Naruto

Summary:

Of course, it was about Sasuke. It was always about Sasuke because Naruto and Sasuke were always just so damn complicated. In ways, he and Orochimaru had never been. In ways, he barely understood and wasn't sure he wanted to or deserved to know.

Or:

A drunken night reveals a lot more than Jiraiya expected or ever wanted.

[Posted on Wattpad as well, under the same name, if you're more comfortable reading it there.]

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Chapter One: Echoes Of Time.

[❝Behind every sweet smile, there is a bitter sadness that no one can ever see and feel.❞]

To say that Jiraiya was shocked would be an understatement.

After all, he hadn't expected to see a familiar head of golden spikes hunched over the bar, in front of a dozen or so sake cups.

But, never let it be said that the Great Jiraiya was stunned by anything for, after looking like a gaping fish for a couple of minutes, he shook it off, dropping onto the barstool beside the knuckleheaded ninja and slinging a (what he hoped to be) paternal arm around his shoulders.

"Isn't it against your ninja way to drown your sorrows by drinking?" Jiraiya gleefully asked. He was happy to have finally found something to use against the blond (Because every other supposedly embarrassing thing was given no reaction by the orange-clad ninja besides the long sigh and the exasperated 'Pervy Sage' that followed right after).

Naruto harshly shrugged Jiraiya's arm off his shoulder.

"Shut up! Besides, you're one to talk, old man. Usually, I have to drag your drunk ass out of these places, or has your memory gone bad due to your old age?"

"Brat. Now, is that any way to talk to your kind and patient teacher?" Jiraiya asked, shaking his head in faux disappointment. "Especially, when it seems you're finally deciding to follow my example of living a fulfilling life."

The blond snorted rather harshly into his glass. "Fulfilling life, my ass. It has nothing to do with you, old man," he muttered.

"Is that so?" Jiraiya raised one eyebrow. "Well, if it isn't my greatness that has had an impression on you, what are you doing here? What has made the Great Naruto Uzumaki so down in the dumps that he had decided to take support from a drink?"

Naruto glared up at him for a moment or two before letting his gaze drop wearily back to his glass (somehow looking 20 years older as he did so), and Jiraiya felt his amusement and playfulness wash away at the sight of his appearance.

His face was pale, unnaturally so. The normal tan was nowhere in sight like it never existed. His hair was far messier than usual and standing in all directions after no doubt just rolling out of bed. His eyes were glazed, red-rimmed, and looked awfully similar to the profundity of the vast ocean: dark, gloomy, and lonely.

At that moment, he just looked so…unreachable. It felt as though Naruto was stuck on an island so far off in the distance that there was no point in even trying to call out to him.

"I had lunch with Sakura-chan," the boy finally said sullenly. Acting the complete opposite of how he normally was at the talk of Sakura (which was basically jumping off the walls at the slightest mention of the pink-haired girl). "She wanted to talk about, you know. Stuff."

"Stuff?"

"Sasuke," Naruto said, and there was something final about the tone the name was said in as if it was supposed to tell the listener everything they wanted or needed to know about the conversation. And maybe if you were Kakashi you could.

But since Jiraiya wasn't Kakashi he couldn't help but, flinch inwardly. This was dangerous ground. Anything involving Sasuke was, especially with the blond. And while Jiraiya wouldn't even pretend that he paid attention to his student's incessant rambling, the name Sakura had often come up to figure out that Naruto sported quite a big crush on the girl. There was also the fact that both Naruto and Tsunade whined about Sakura's crush on the black-haired shinobi.

He resisted the urge to throw his head into his hands and growl. This was one of the reasons he had sworn off taking students; he didn't have the energy, patience, or will to deal with the damned heartbreak and drama again.

"Ahh," Jiraiya started, in faux understanding. "So, I take it she still likes him, and ignored your attempts to gain her affection and attention huh kid?" asked Jiraiya. He couldn't help himself from adding with a leer, "You know if you'd have just used my techniques you would have already won her over for sure."

Two seconds later he was hunched over the floor, clutching his stomach in pain. Despite the pain, Jiraiya had to be impressed with his student. He hadn't even seen the blow coming. Maybe, Tsunade had rubbed off on Naruto more than he thought.

"Now, what was that for?" Jiraiya demanded, climbing gingerly back to his seat. He eyed Naruto warily, not sure whether the blond would punch him again.

"Don't talk about Sakura-chan like that, old man!" Naruto yelled. "She's not that kind of girl!"

Naruto faltered a bit and fiddled awkwardly with his glass, rubbing the circles on the glass with his thumb. "Besides," he said softly. "That's not what we talked about, anyway. She—Sakura said that she's…well that she's giving up on him."

"Oh," Jiraiya said, feeling more than a little confused. "Did she say why?"

"She said that it's been three years," he said scowling. "And that it's too hard to keep getting her hopes up, only to get hurt again and again when he doesn't come back, and so she's giving up on him. Just like that. And you know what? She wants me to do the same!"

Jiraiya didn't try to answer. He knew from personal experience that once the blond started ranting like this it was better to let him blurt out whatever he was thinking.

"She said that I needed to 'come to terms with the fact that Sasuke's gone,' and to 'accept the reality; that he's not coming back,' Naruto said, making air quotes around the words. "She said it's been three years, that it's not healthy for me to keep on trying to bring him back, and that I need to move on…"

Now, Jiraiya made no pretenses of paying attention to his student. But, even he could hear the strained note in Naruto's voice.

"So, what did you say to her?" he finally asked, after a couple of minutes of suffocating silence.

Naruto ran a trembling hand through his hair, tugging on it wildly like he wanted a distraction. "That she was right, of course. That I'd promi—try.  I mean, what else could I say? And then I said there was something I needed to do and I left, because…well…she's right, and I know she's right, but she just doesn't get it no matter how much she pretends to. How do I explain to her that I can't fucking do that?"

The glasses on the counter shook as Naruto slammed his fist on the counter in obvious frustration.

"It’s different for her," he stated bitterly. "I mean, I'm not stupid, I know misses him. I know how much it hurt her when he left, but it's just not the same. She can move on. Even without him, she still has a life; she has the hospital, training with Tsunade, her family, and her friends. Everything. Heck, I've even been home long enough to see how happy she is. For her, Sasuke is just a painful memory that's preventing her from moving on with her life. Nothing more. Nothing less."

"And for you?" Jiraiya asks and immediately wishes he hadn't.

The look on Naruto's face was a mixture of furious, desperate, and a bit exasperation. His sapphire eyes were so serious they looked like tossing waves in the ocean. Jiraiya found himself remembering a time when he had seen a similar expression, it had been when a three years younger Naruto—lying on a hospital bed, covered in bandages—stared down at a hitai-ate with a single scratch down the center. And that to had been about Sasuke, go figure.

Of course, it was about Sasuke. It was always about Sasuke because Naruto and Sasuke were always just so damn complicated. In ways, he and Orochimaru had never been. In a way, he barely understood and wasn't sure he wanted to or deserved to know.

Naruto cradled his head in his hands. "I think…I think if I did what Sakura wanted me to do, and finally admit that he's gone, and that's he never coming back, I would die," he said, bluntly. Like he was accepting the truth of something.

"I—I've been defining myself by him for as long as I can remember—maybe even longer than that—by the ways I'm like him and the ways I'm not and the things we've done to each other. Letting him go…well, it would be like losing my reflection or something. I wouldn't know who I am anymore. And I thought—I thought, it would be different, you know? After three years and after everything that he's done, but I can't! He's always in my godamn head, always everywhere. Don't get me wrong. I want to defeat the Akatsuki, I want to become Hokage and I want peace and happiness but, when I think about what I'm actually working for: it's Sasuke, it's always him. I have to bring him back, or I don't know what's gonna happen to me—don't wanna find out either—'cause were so tied up in each other, me and him. He was my first, my one and only, my everything—and shit, we're just so fucked up, we always were. I mean, we were friends but, it was complicated. Between, the ways he was messed up and the ways I was messed up, and the way we were messed up together. And most of the time we only fought and hurt each other but, we were always so damn close. Too close, too tangled up in each other to even begin to make sense of it. It was all just blurred lines. And now he's gone, the stupid bastard and I miss him so damn much and I fucking need him so much it hurts. I can't give up on him, I just can't. If I do, I won't have anything left."

He finishes with a harsh, choked sound, and he hunched in on himself, shoulders shaking, breath coming out in jagged pants looking like he wanted to say this for years, and who knows? Maybe he had.

Before, Jiraiya could say anything Naruto started talking again. "I just don't know how to be me without him. I wish I could but, I don't. It hurts, but what hurts more is that he seems to be doing perfectly fine without me—insane, sure but, otherwise completely fine…" he trailed off.

Now, Jiraiya hadn't seen him cry often, but he'd seen it and recognized it well enough.

"I think you've had enough to drink for tonight," he said gently. "What do you say we go back to your apartment now?" Naruto mumbled his assent but, didn't get up. Jiraiya was about to repeat his question or just drag him anyway but, then Naruto began to speak again.

"I think Sakura's mad at me."

"No shit…I mean, I'm sure she's not mad at you kid."

"I wish she could just understand," Naruto said, and Jiraiya was struck by how soft and sad and how fucking young his voice sounded. "But she doesn't—she had that crush, but she was never in love with Sasuke, not really. She let him go and I—he punched a fucking hole in my chest and I still just want to bring him home. He could betray me a thousand times and I'd still chase after him, willingly. I think—no I know, I'm really fucking in love with him…"

He trailed off in a daze. Jiraiya stared at him for a couple of moments before shaking it off—just as he had done when he had first entered the bar and had seen the blonde—before wrapping an arm around his waist and carrying him out of the bar, back home.

Neither of them noticed the pair of midnight black eyes that were following them all the way back home.

It seemed like Jiraiya wasn't the only one who was stunned by the revelation tonight had brought.

[❝Sometimes, even tears can't express that much pain, as much as a smile is hiding.❞]

[acacia-may]

Okay, to spoil you, 🧡💚💘 fo Yuri Dreyar.

I am still squealing over this ask, Anon-friend! 🥰 Thank you so much!! I love Yuri Dreyar! He's such a little tree in the background, but he's important to me. 💖 It was honestly one of my dreams to get an ask about him one day so thank you so much for helping my dream come true!! 🥺💕 I hope you'll like these headcanons (even if they mainly serve to spoil me 😁).

Questions from this "Bye Bye Writer's Block" Ask Game

(Warnings: Spoilers for Fairy Tail. Mentions the Second Caravan Trade War and pregnancy)

Yuri Dreyar Headcanons

💚-- General

Yuri has always been an amazing storyteller. He's so incredibly passionate and exuberant when he talks that he has a real gift for drawing the listener into the story he is telling. When Makarov was very little, Yuri used to tuck him into bed every night and tell him fantastical tales of his adventures in Fairy Tail and as a treasure hunter. The stories were so gripping and compelling, but Yuri had a tendency to often leave off on cliffhangers that left his son on the edge of his seat and actually excited for bedtime the following evening just so he could find out what happened next.

Tiny Makarov was so captivated his dad's stories that he would often beg Yuri to play "Fairy Tail" with him, and Yuri would always oblige--playing with his son for hours pretending that they were in the guild together and going on grand adventures. To this day, it's one of the things that Makarov remembers most about his father, and Yuri's stories really inspired him to want to become guild master one day so he could actually live their adventure games.

🧡-- Childhood/Backstory

Yuri grew up in a merchant family who briefly sent him to an all-boys boarding school to get an education after it became clear that he was quick-witted and intellectually gifted. His teachers had no idea what to do with him, however, since he had such a scatterbrain and could never sit still. Even more perplexing was the fact that he continually earned top marks in his classes, mostly through merits of his own natural intelligence since he spent most of his time goofing around rather than studying.

He was eventually expelled for trapping a goat on the roof in the middle of the night dressed in the headmaster's pyjamas and night cap and that was when he decided he wanted to become a treasure hunter.

💘-- Romance

Yuri Dreyar has two "Love" modes: (1) dismissive tsun who acts like he couldn't care less about his beloved (even though he is (often obviously) desperately in love) and (2) grandiose romantic who will shower his beloved with the biggest, flashiest romantic gestures known to man. [A/N: The in between is total simp who will blatantly refuse to ask his beloved out on a date but will buy crates and crates full of fruit in a grand but ridiculous love expression and a desperate plea for attention (which I wrote about in my Yuri/Rita fic here actually)].

Some bonus headcanons about Yuri/Rita specifically:

Bonus: Yuri naturally expresses his love through gift giving and impulse buying. When he is wooing Rita, Precht and Warrod have to ban him from shopping and cut him off from guild funds for a while because whenever he is out at the shops or market, he will always come back with some shiny new trinket for her (often jewelry, sometimes flowers and chocolates, but also a lot of inexplicable and random things). His reasoning is usually, "It's pretty and Rita is pretty." His friends insist that even if that is the case, she does not need every "pretty" item in existence. Yuri begs to differ and has basically no impulse control so Rita gets lots and lots of presents.

She soon recognizes that these are expressions of Yuri's love for her and truly appreciates them, even the random ones...except for the time he brought an acorn home for her from a walk while she was pregnant with Makarov because it "reminded him of her." (A/N: He can be such a dolt sometimes, but his heart is in the right place).

Bonus 2 (because I poked a lot of fun at Yuri & wanted to write an actually serious one): During the Second Caravan Trade War, Yuri and Rita exchanged letters. Yuri soon realized that he could tell Rita things in his letters that he could never tell anyone else: about his feelings, the war, and himself. This realization was soon followed by another one: he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her.

[giransbunnywife]

SO A DEVELOPMENT HAS HAPPENED AND i DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO-- other than just scream about it on a post and just y'know... go to town on it to get it out of my fucking head bc it's been there since last night.

I've noticed that over the course of these many rewatches of Vox I have inevitably fallen into the fucking trap that is this fucking horny bard and I can't fucking breathe-- I don't know what has happened but here we are... me screaming about scanlan... enjoy this while you can bc I will be deleting this after a while ao;weijf;owiefa I'm trying to be tsun but it's not working. I keep thinking about scenarios and things and I jsut a;owiefj;aowijefaef

So when Bunny joins the group a lot of them are untrustworthy with her, but not everyone. She's very cute and sweet, which means that the likes of Pike and Keyleth are gonna be drawn to her. Percy suspects her, but he's not as loud or aggressive. Just softly watching her with heavy eyes while Vex is skeptical of her sweetness. She eventually softens over time, though, because she's too cute and attractive for her own good. Though she won't admit it out loud.

Vax and Scanlan are the loudest, however, in their distrust for this adorable elf person who just seems too cute and sweet. They're both insistent that no one can be that sweet, especially Scanlan who is very loud about how that "cuteness must be a cover for EVIL", when in fact she's just... traumatized lmao. That's why she's so sweet, and the group will come to learn the truth of her past eventually.

But as for her and this fuckin gnome, it's very all over the place bc of the prior suspicions and such like that. There's many instances of him trying to "prove" her insidiousness, however he just falls short every time. Or embarrasses himself.

Oh but until he accidentally overhears her talking to Say in confidence about how she might, sometimes, in certain lights, find him hot. And this COMPLETELY flips him upside down for a loop and confuses the fuck out of him. So from then on it's a matter of wtf is going to happen with these two. Does he still suspect her?? Is she kind of hot af too?? Yes-- Yes she is. And thus begins this weird suspicious yet chase situation?? Still hammering out details but--

I was thinking about one specific scene for fucking HOURS and I can't get it out of my head. When he finally after all of his advances and heavily hitting on her, he finally gets her to agree to just have one fucking night. She doesn't necessarily make anything out of it at first, but they have gotten to that stage where she does-- and this becomes a thing between them.

And this one fucking scene is just-- After multiple (and I do fucking mean multiple) rounds, lying in the aftermath of everything... here Bunny fucking lays underneath the sheets while trying to catch her breath. Her hair is a mess and the sheets barely cover her fucking frame and she is sweaty and unkempt but she is BEAUTIFUL-- fucking ravaging. She is wondering how in the hell that she got here and why she's so fucking?? happy about it?? after so long of joining the VM group and falling in love with so many of them, here she is with scan of all people--

And she's?? fucking happy??

Her pleasure drunken smile only further proves this, listening to this goddamn mf while he compliments her beauty. And she's just amazed that it got this far at all. That he fucking somehow wormed his way in and she is already thinking about the next fucking time.

"You are... fucking good..." She breathes through soft pants, combing her hair back with her fingers.

She knows that she shouldn't compliment him and dare stroke his ego more, however she can't help it. The sex that they have always keeps her coming back, after all. That and... other things that she's not ready to admit yet.

And sure enough she has to witness the consequences of her actions, which is a cocky fucking bard that's still in her fucking bed.

"I know... I get that a lot--"

She narrows her eyes, ready to swat him the second that she feels it is deserved.

"But I do like hearing it from you."

"Mhm," She mumbles under her breath, sitting up on her elbows.

There was a soft pause while she collects her breath, knowing that whatever came next out of her mouth would most likely be turned into something else from him. It always does whenever they're in this kind of predicament together.

"I had a fun time tonight..."

"Is it over already?"

She laughed, tossing back her head and hitting it against the pillow behind her.

"Was kind of hoping that I could do a little bit more of that thing--"

"Just shut up before I change my fucking mind."

But she doesn't fucking mean it. She knows deep, deep down that she doesn't fucking mean it.

[sxvethelastdance]

Princes Deposed by the Plot - Piccolo and Vegeta

Time for another entry into the series of Z posting, as warned here with all its various disclaimers.

Naturally… By virtue of my [ahem] writer’s priorities, I ran to slap a comparison of Vegeta and Piccolo’s arcs together based on their two major monologues and their companion quotes! Is it because I think their trajectories are mirrored in both of them having this major speech that shifts their priorities or because my brain is two tsuns poisoned? Who knows. Anyhow, this is a decidedly non-shippy analysis— shocking for this blog. I know! But yes, my intentions in posting this are to provide a really interesting comparison that I think deserves attention. I’m still going to tag it with the ship labels though for all you folks at home who see something compelling here.

An up front special thanks to my friend Stiles over @bastardsunlight for listening to me ramble about these developments over a period of a year and change as I faithfully documented my reactions and came to this conclusion. ANOTHER special thanks to my buddy B for making the joke that became the title of this post. 

Analysis below

It’s so fucking INTERESTING to me, the way that both Piccolo and Vegeta come to a major conclusion about themselves through putting themselves on the line for Goku specifically. 

Mind you, this is hardly anything new for a Dragon Ball villain, but there’s always been a consensus that these two are Goku’s ultimate rivals. Piccolo because he was born to hate Goku, a dying wish with the mission of ‘kill kill kill’ in the egg he hatched from- and Vegeta because he was raised to hate the kind of challenge someone like Goku presents him. They maintain the bulk of their personality and distinctive traits because of the sustained relevance that their position measured relative to Goku’s grants them. 

You have these two former villains with not only the kind of baggage that your Z-Fighter prior had, but on steroids. A child’s desire to be worth the legacy and remaking of a ‘King’ and his great evil vs the child’s bottomless ambition for power so as to never be helpless again, to be the boot crushing the ant instead of the ant.  Piccolo was “born” evil, not raised. Vegeta was raised into a culture that delights in other people’s pain, strength for strength’s sake- and also with Frieza as his “parent” in some respects. 

There’s this fundamental similarity in the trajectory of their arcs- though Piccolo inevitably finds it much easier because he doesn’t have to contend with the expectation of cultural norms. He doesn’t have a context of that until he’s an adult. And like I mentioned before, the crowning moment of when their characters earnestly have shifted their beliefs rings rather similarly in both cases. 

Piccolo wanted to stay on Namek to fight by Goku’s side, even if it meant putting himself in Frieza’s line of fire. 

Vegeta admitted out loud that he didn’t stand a chance against Buu and committed to a fight WITHOUT the goal of winning- the goal was explicitly a support role to Goku. Holding Buu off to give him time to power up and beat the monster. 

Both of them put down their goals right on the floor and stepped into what their earlier selves would’ve considered humiliating positions. They are admitting second fiddle and for the first time they’re not taking it as an insult. They want to see him win! They NEED him to win. 

So much of it is the stakes- wanting to see a common foe go down, yes. But for both of them we see that they’ve got people they love that they’re doing this for. It’s not about what they want or even need or themselves anymore. These monologues happen after several turning points- it’s like closing the book on the chapter of a compulsion that they realized wasn’t making them happy. 

They both allow themselves to get brutally tortured not as a consequence of fighting to fight around the time of these revelations, but because they realize that there’s someone to go home to- and that home won’t exist anymore if they don’t do it. 

And— what the shit. I realize as I’m writing this that they both did it so that Goku could charge the spirit bomb. Piccolo for the bomb against Frieza, Vegeta for the bomb against Kid Buu. Straight up scene after scene of them not just getting thrashed; but very visibly put in the ground like a dog. Worse than death, because it isn’t over. 

You get to hear these men getting beaten brutally (the visual style communicates a lot more than a blow for blow fight in instances where one character is severely outmatched. Think Tien vs Nappa, Frieza and Vegeta at the waterfall, the Androids and the Z-Fighters), 

- knowing that Goku’s the only way, and that they’re only getting up because he needs them to. They know he needs them, and they need him right back. 

It’s their home they’re bleeding for. Now is the time to do the noble thing- and it is noble. Because it requires no shortage of fighting their innate selfishness, their drives and the goals that subsumed a good deal of their lives. 

Now here’s the monologues and some companion scenes signaling the shift in their characters at different points. 

The Monologues + Companion Quotes:

Piccolo’s monologue [Spoken after being transported to Earth while SSJ Goku fights Frieza]

"Goku... Our paths have crossed many times along the way. It's because of you that I was even born. 

From the very beginning, when I was nothing but an egg, even then I wanted you destroyed. I was born hating you. As a young fighter, those tournaments against you were all that I had. I lived for the chance to see you die.

(Flash to the 23rd World Martial Arts Tournament)

I will never forget our fight in the World Martial arts tournament. With my newly learned ability to increase my size, I knew that this would be it. This would be my chance to finish you. But still you found a way to beat me, your power, I've never seen it anything like it. 

From that day forward, I knew that there was something different about you. Something... Not of this world. And then the fight with Raditz—

(Cut to the killing blow between Raditz and Goku, the Special Beam Cannon)

Huh. I can't say I objected to destroying you.

After all, it's what I'd been waiting for my whole life. But as you lay there lifeless, the job wasn't what I'd imagined. 

How could I hate someone with such an honorable sacrifice? Goku, why did you have to send me back to Earth? I wanted to fight alongside of you... It's vexing, but your powers have become far greater than my own, and so has your character. You chose to beat Frieza at the cost of your own life. You're always like that."

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Scene — Gohan asleep by the fire 

PICCOLO: (gently pushes Gohan’s bangs back) Until now, training you has been about vengeance. But something’s changed. No matter what happens, I’ll always be there to protect you, Gohan. Sleep well, my friend. 

Scene — Flying toward the battle with Frieza

PICCOLO: Gohan’s energy signal is fading! I’m not gonna let it happen, cause we’ve been through too much together.  

(Flashback, spanning their time training together) 

You were just a pampered kid when I took you in, but you never gave up. You never failed to surprise me either. Maybe I shouldn’t have been so hard on you. But you took it without complaint and I could tell despite the hardship I put you through;  You truly cared about me. So I died for you... And I’d do it all again. 

Scene — Piccolo and Vegeta’s final talk

PICCOLO: I was just like you once, until Gohan’s love changed me. I know you were changed too, I know how much courage it took to do what you did. 

                                                             VS.

Vegeta’s Monologue [spoken while SSJ3 Goku fights Buu off]

“Amazing. How do you do it Kakarot? You’ve always been like this. Ever since the first day I met you. Always ready to meet the next challenge, even when it’s bigger than you are. 

It was the same on Namek, you had improved so much it made Recoome look like he was standing still. Your power had increased so dramatically since our battle on Earth that I thought you’d done it! That you had become a super Saiyan. 

It tore me apart. How could you, a low class soldier, accomplish so easily what I- I had struggled my whole life to achieve? Then at last it happened. I too transformed. After living every moment of every day for the singular purpose of surpassing you, I finally became a super Saiyan myself. The prince had reclaimed his throne and fulfilled his destiny! But no matter how strong I became, your power still exceeded mine. 

At first I thought it was your loved ones —

(flash to Gohan, Chi-Chi, Piccolo, Bulma, Krillin, Oolong, Yamcha, Puar— all in that order) 

— that it was your instinct to protect them that spurred you on and pushed you beyond your limits. But then I found myself with a family of my own and my power didn’t increase at all. 

I used to fight for the sheer pleasure of it. For the thrill of the hunt. Oh, I had the strength unmeasurable. I spared no one. And yet… you showed mercy to everyone. Even your fiercest enemies, even me. Yet you never fought to kill or for revenge. Only to test your limits and to push yourself beyond. To become the strongest you could possibly be. How can a Saiyan fight like that and at the same time be so gentle that he wouldn’t hurt a fly? 

Oh, it makes me angry just thinking about it! But perhaps it is my anger that’s made me blind to the truth for so long. I see it now. This day has made it all too clear. 

You’re better than me Kakarot. You are the best.”

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Scene — Goten and Trunks arrive. Vegeta hugs Trunks.

VEGETA: Trunks, there’s something you must know. You’ve made me proud, son. 

Scene — Before The Explosion

VEGETA: Trunks, Bulma, I do this for you. And yes… Even for you, Kakarot. 

Scene - Asking The Earth for Its Energy (cutting between Namek and The Sacred World of the Kais)

KIBITO KAI: Do you think Vegeta could soften his request somewhat? You know, ask them nicely? (The people of the Earth)

ELDER KAI: He could. If he wasn’t a proud, pigheaded, arrogant fool! 

KIBITO KAI: Look! He’s trying again.

VEGETA: (now pleading): People of the earth, please. I beg of you. You have to listen to me, please. We’re running out of time. 

(either sweat or a tear that runs down his face at this point. It’s ambiguous) 

Raise your hands. Do it before it’s too late. don’t let Majin Buu destroy you and your children! PLEASE! DONT LET HIM WIN!

These considerations in mind: It makes a great deal of sense as to what people would see in pairing them together- be it for the sake of putting the two stoic men who used to be the big bad in the same panel together while Goku fights the big battles, or for shipping purposes. They’re kindred spirits, and sometimes when you see yourself in someone else you decide: Boy, I don’t fucking like you.

They are two characters who after a series of journeys, have broken from either familial or cultural expectations as a hallmark of their development and subsequently found some kind of validation and self-actualization. From that point they can think about what it is that THEY want. A long path on its own. 

[elderyautjavegeta]

⭐star⭐ for that Piccolo/Vegeta goodness ;)

Oh ho PxV bestie, you know I gotchu! 💅🏻 So there's two bits that I'm particularly fond of in my Super Hero AU I'm writing (it's not even close to being done so these are just some bits I love SO FAR).

The basic background you need to know about my AU is the majority of people have some kind of powers, but there's of course a class of people with enormous powers that become Super Heroes and Super Villains. There are no Saiyans here but there are Namekians. Vegeta is a former villain trying to find his way over to the hero side after a long stretch in Super Villain Prison basically, and ends up politely bullying Piccolo into being his mentor, as he too is a former Villain who became a Hero. If Piccolo could do it, maybe he could teach Vegeta? BUT, Vegeta is well, Vegeta, and he's not exactly forthcoming with his trust. A lot of this story deals with that trust being earned on BOTH sides. And Goku is basically Superman because he's #1 and everyone loves him. 🥰

One term you'll need as well is SPAR, which stands for Super Power Authorization Regime. They're basically the Super Power Riot squad; they handle Super-related incidents that are too intense or dangerous for regular Law Enforcement. We hate them. All my homies hate SPAR. 👎🏻

So the first bit, while not super spicy, is them making up after a fight and discussing Freeza's murdering of Vegeta's family, and how it was his FATHER'S fault that Freeza (basically his same evil alien invader emperor self) found Earth in the first damn place.

At this point in the story, P and V are cautious friends in a mentor-mentee relationship, trying to know each other better. No real crush-type feelings yet, but Vegeta knows his body is acting weird around Piccolo for some reason. He's just got rocks for brains and doesn't know what a CRUSH feels like.

ALRIGHT HERE'S THE FIRST BIT (under a read more for the mobile users because this is gonna be LOOOOOONG). Enjoy!

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"Fine. Since you're always talking about showing trust," Vegeta said, "I'll share something with you, something that isn't public knowledge either. When Freeza attacked, he didn't just kill my father. I had a mother, a younger brother, a sister-in-law."

Piccolo got a sinking feeling in his stomach.

"All this time, I thought they were targeted because I didn't bow to Freeza, challenged him for a throne that didn't exist at the time. I was cocky, I didn't hide behind my Villain identity. My family line was well known and the resemblance between myself and my father was hard to miss. Freeza thought that attacking my family would force me to submit to him, but he was wrong."

Vegeta's fists clenched at his sides, the white gloves creaking with the force.

"It just made me hate him more. I only went along with his whims to try and get close to him, and when I got my chance, I was easily outclassed. If Kakarot hadn't shown up that day, Freeza would have killed me."

A large, cool hand placed itself on his shoulder but he didn't flinch away from the unexpected contact.

"Tarble…" his voice was strained as he thought about his brother. "He wasn't blessed like me. He had low level powers. So did my mother. They both had basic telekinetic abilities but nothing substantial, enough to float small objects, sometimes a kitchen chair on a good day. Tarble's wife, Gure, could change colors like a chameleon… they never stood a chance."

The hand squeezed his shoulder and he felt himself lean into it, his chest tight.

"And in the end, it wasn't even my fault… it was my father's…"

He wanted to feel bad for wording it that way, waited for the guilt to well up in him, but it didn't come. He felt nothing at first, but then the anger began to boil in his chest, the color rising up his neck, flushing it red. His hands hurt from how tight he was clenching them.

"And don't say something cliche like it's Freeza's fault and no one else's…" he growled. Piccolo's hand was so cold it felt like it was burning through his shirt. The strangeness of it was distracting, and he latched on to it, not wanting to fall into another violent spiral, not when he had invited Piccolo here to make amends for his last meltdown.

"Equal blame can be placed on all of us," he said softly, focusing on Piccolo's touch. Piccolo must have felt him trying to relax because the hand squeezed again and didn't loosen, the ice cold seeping into his very bones. His heart rate slowed, he felt the flushed feeling of blood in his face slowly go away, and he forced himself to take a deep breath.

"Very good," Piccolo's deep voice rumbled. The 'something' from before zipped through his body again, making his fingers tingle.

"That's new. How many powers do you actually have?" Vegeta asked, looking up at his mentor. Piccolo gave him one of his rare smiles.

"I have a few, but this is just Namekian biology. We run much colder than humans do. It's why I meditate out here so much. Lots of warmth and sunlight; it keeps me from getting too slow."

He looked thoughtful for a second and removed his hand from Vegeta's shoulder. In spite of himself, Vegeta missed the touch instantly.

"No one else knows that about me," Piccolo murmured. "I consider it a weakness, something that can be exploited. Cool me down enough and I would stop moving, and eventually stop breathing I imagine. I don't ever plan to be in a situation where I can test that theory though…"

Vegeta hummed.

"I'm guessing your home planet is much warmer than Earth then."

Piccolo nodded and when he sat down in the grass right on the river's edge, Vegeta joined him.

"Yes, much warmer," Piccolo said, his eyes seeming to look far beyond the forest in front of him. "We don't have seasons or night time on Planet Namek. The planet is surrounded by three suns that constantly put off heat and light. Our grass and trees are blue and our water is green, like an inverse image of Earth. We don't have much in the way of plants but we do have Ajisa trees. They're incredibly rare and hard to grow, but they're worth the effort. A cataclysm wiped most of them out along with the rest of the plants on Namek a long time ago, but Elders managed to save a few seeds and have been slowly regrowing the Ajisa trees. There were a few mature ones that I was able to see when I was there…"

Vegeta was enthralled listening to Piccolo describe his home planet. He wondered if he would ever be able to make it there to see the Ajisa trees for himself one day… he may have ended up being a Super, but his love of the stars never faded.

"You miss it," Vegeta finally said. Piccolo simply nodded. They sat quietly together for a few moments, long enough for Vegeta to get his thoughts back together.

"Whatever it is that you're not telling me," Vegeta said softly, "I will respect your judgment as my mentor."

Piccolo looked down at Vegeta, who met his gaze immediately, his gaze sharp but his eyes calm once more.

"For now."

The corner of Piccolo's mouth turned up before he looked away again. Vegeta didn't.

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I just really really love them just SITTING and talking, it's SO NICE AHHHHHH. And Piccolo starting to open up to Vegeta because he wants Vegeta to open up to HIM. These two are so hard headed, if they would just sit down and TALK, ugh.

Side note, shout out to @idontremembermynamebutithinkits for the Namekians run cold headcanon that I borrowed. I really really loved it, I hope you don't mind!! Art work that inspired me is here -> https://idontremembermynamebutithinkits.tumblr.com/post/697842102966616064/you-know-how-i-headcanon-that-namekian-has-low

Second bit takes place in a hospital. I won't spoil why Vegeta is there, but he got hurt (they get hurt in this fic, they're superheroes but they're not GODS), and the conversation from the previous part was resumed and he learned some NEW stuff that fucked him right up. Launched into full blown panic attack, something he's never experienced before. Piccolo was there to help. This bit takes place after he finally calms down.

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"Well that was embarrassing…" Vegeta grumbled from under his blanket, grabbing Piccolo's attention.

"The hospital staff are used to it, I'm sure," Piccolo said, trying to be comforting, but Vegeta's glare returned and he looked away.

"I wasn't talking about them," the smaller man mumbled. "I was talking about you. All you've seen from me lately is weakness. It's disgraceful."

"Nothing you've done lately is weak, Vegeta. You are not weak for reacting badly to the idea of Freeza still being alive, not after all he did to you," Piccolo said calmly, hating that Vegeta's eyes squeezed shut at the sound of Freeza's name.

"Progress isn't linear," he continued, "and neither is healing. You got hurt, but you still saved people, myself and Solar Flare included. You are not weak for being scared."

Vegeta looked at his mentor again, expecting to see pity or something akin to it, but only saw warmth and understanding on the Namekian's face. His blood sang again and the cocktail in his IV drip was making him feel bold, so he slipped a hand out from under his blanket and placed it palm down on the bed wordlessly. Piccolo looked at it for a moment before taking it gently, and Vegeta instantly felt a soothing coolness permeate his hand, spreading slowly up his arm.

"Why didn't the doctor make you leave?" Vegeta asked, letting his eyes slide closed again as he relaxed further into the bed. He was so tired, and Piccolo's hand was so cold… it felt good…

"I… persuaded him into letting me stay. I said you wouldn't stay calm without me around, and he didn't seem too keen on trying to wrestle you himself later."

Well, the part about keeping him calm wasn't exactly a lie, Vegeta thought, recalling how he had begged Piccolo to not leave him. He hated the hospital, it reminded him too much of SPAR's torture chamber-looking excuse for medical rooms, and in the throes of his panic, he had almost convinced himself that he was back there, until he saw Piccolo.

"Thank you… for staying with me," Vegeta said, his words slurring together as his body finally calmed down enough to let sleep back in. He heard Piccolo hum at him, nothing more than a rumble from his chest, before sleep finally took him…

As Piccolo watched Vegeta sleep, he looked down at their clasped hands. The vast size difference there was almost comical, and he allowed himself to smooth his thumb over the back of Vegeta's hand, just once…

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AHHHHHHH WHAT ARE THOSE, FEELINGS???? ARE THOSE FEELINGS FROM YOU TWO????? OH. OH. I love it, this is where they start kinda feeling a little different towards each other. Getting the butterflies in their stomachs and all the other good sugary bullshit that I ADORE. Oh, Krillin's Hero Name is Solar Flare btw, I couldn't NOT give him that name. Love that for him.

I have so much love for this story, I've been working on it off and on for a few years now, and finally buckled down and started REALLY cranking on it a few months ago, right after the New Year.

To whoever else makes it this far, thanks for reading, and I hope you'll enjoy the fully edited, final edition that I'll post on AO3!!!

(/ 0 w0)/ ~💟

[daiseukiis]

MINA <33333 LOWKEY GOT A CRUSH ON HER SKFJSKFJKSNCKA SHES SO PRETTY. ALSO UR SO RIGHT THE MC IS SO FUNNY 😭😭 THIS SHIT GOT ME GIGGLING IN MY BED N SHIT

I RMBR BINGING THE FIRST FOUR CHAPTERS AND I WAS DISAPPOINTED BC I WAS EARLY 😭 waiting for month after month for it to come was so hard on my heart. but omg kafka is literally one of my most favourite mcs bc i be loving me a world dominating mc that wants to take over or be the best but you a bit too serious like lighten up i need me funny moments too 😭 the way that leno is such a tsun at the beginning and then actually warming up when you get to know him really opens to the story, because in a way i think he had no spark until he met kafka!! this was so underrated i was BEGGING people to read this the past two years AND WHEN I TELL YOU I WAS SO PROUD WHEN I SAW A SQUAD OF KAIJU NO 8 COSPLAYERS I WAS JEALOUS LIKE LET ME IN ME TOO

[bastardsunlight]

Shaking up your inbox with this one for all your married muses:

You get pinched on the butt by your partner, wyd?

//This answer is so long (like my dick), I'm not tagging it with more'n the essentials god bless.

Cable – Would actually be surprised if Wade didn’t pull Some Shit Like This™… and that’s without telepathy.

Gavin Reed – When he was married, he would jump and cuss at the top of his lungs—flailing and hissing, the whole bit.

Harley Quinn – You know that squeal she makes? That. She jumps and it’s pretty much the cutest shit ever, zero homicide. She loves her Pammy.

Jim Kirk – Honestly it’s RARE, but our beloved Captain (sometimes Admiral) does his level best to maintain dignity.

Johnny Cage – In all verses, across all timelines, he whips out a classic charmer line and his spouse HAAAAAATES him for it, but they should’ve known better.

Kung Lao – Eyes wide, lips pressed together, holding back a yelp. He knows who it is—nobody else but Liu Kang would have the moxxy to pull that shit, but it surprises him every time.

Matt Horner – Okay if it’s Mira, he’s screaming and moving away quickly, possibly pulling a firearm. Valerian, he’s still going to scream, thinking it’s Mira, but when it isn’t and the Emperor is feeling frisky, all bets are off.

Mileena – She goes red, hisses, and pretends she doesn’t love it. Tanya knows better.

Mordecai – is just impressed Brick found enough cheek to pinch.

Noctis – Squawk. I don’t know what other word describes that noise—plus he goes red to his big ol’ ears.

Piccolo – Grunts a little then makes a crack about being impressed Vegeta could reach. Violence ensues, but dw they’re into it.

Raiden – Quiet intake of breath at the audacity of it, but Shang Tsung is nothing if not audacious—one must be, if one is to wed and bed a god.

Rayden – Gives it right tf back—usually with a crotch grab so beware. Porno moans optional, depends on how much of a goblin he feels like bein’.

Sandman – “Hey!” Followed by the dumbest old man dad grin you’ve ever seen.

Scorpion – “THIS DISHONOR WILL NOT GO UNANSWERED.” Violence. It’s Shirai-Ryu tradition probably.

Holmes – Actual surprise???

Snake – “Hrrn, Otacon…!” They then proceed to fumble about and then make slow, languorous love. It’s pretty great when love blooms on the battlefield, innit?

Shiro – Like, the cutest “EH!” you’ve ever heard out of a dorito-shaped man.

Twisted Fate – “Well ain’t you cheeky? Gunna finish what you started, big man?” Or some variation on that theme. He is very in love with his giant dingus husband (which is fortunate because Graves is very in love with his twinky dingus husband, so it all works out)

Valerian Mengsk – A surprisingly Anime Gasp™ for a man his size.

The Boss – A comical scream that sounds so much like Nolan North you’d swear it was Nolan North, but that’s crazy… right?

[correctdbzquotes]

What your favorite Dragon Ball Z ship says about you:

Vegebul: You’re a fan of the BratxBrat tamer dynamic (alternatively: you recognize these two as the OGs of the girlboss-malewife duo)

Kakavege: Rivals to lovers is what you live for… Constructing intricate rituals to touch the skin of other men but the touch is violent and the result is just as punch-drunk a thrill as it would be had you kissed him, this shit right here is what fulfills your trope needs.

Tiencha: This is the same thing as Kakavege, but up the hilarity because these are two hopeless grown men who SUCK at romance and have yet to gravitate toward the one who’s been there all along (*strums accoustic*)

BulChi: You have realized that Bulma fits all the qualifications that Chi-Chi looks for in a romantic partner. More to the point, you’ve remembered that it goes both ways because Chi-Chi is /also/ a haughty royal who can and will beat your ass.

K18(Krillin/Android 18): You hated Maron (Very wise, she was rude as fuck for no reason) and you too would count yourself lucky to be married to a a well-meaning former monk who is guaranteed to make you laugh on your worst day... Or it’s quite possible that scary beautiful lady who takes no prisoners is your ideal woman. Good taste all around.

Truten: You need a Childhood friends to lovers 10k slow burn fic, stat!

Godel (Gohan/Videl): Bad girl x Good boy and the unique sweetness that results from it drives you WILD.

Two Tsuns One Bed (Piccolo/Vegeta): This is the same joke as Vegebul except applied to two people who can and will beat the fuck out of each other, and whose relationship is fundamentally honest because of their strange common threads. Two princes who were once Goku’s rival finding a strange kinship. You hoard that shit like gold.

Brolai: Youre not about any of that “I can fix him” nonsense… but you really did enjoy seeing someone show Broly kindness without any kind of transaction, and man oh man do you love Cheelai’s spunky temperament!

GoChi: You find Goku’s willingness to honor his promise to Chi-Chi very sweet and sincere, not to mention you’re a sucker for every single reunion scene of theirs. Promises, promises, you live for the romance of it!

Birushin(Beerus/Supreme Kai): You hear the words ‘I would die for you’ and think ‘No, I would die WITH you’. The ultimate yin-yang dichotomy.

Beerus/Whis: Your ideal dynamic is ‘old married couple’ meets ‘a duo of epicureans where one blows up the place after and the other asks you for a doggie bag before he does it’

Piccolo/Goku: You heard Piccolo’s 5 minute monologue in the Frieza saga waxing poetic about Goku, and for you a confirmation of the theory that ‘everybody is a little in love with Goku’ rang true.

Caulifla/Kale: For you, the ultimate culmination of love is to become one being and fight with the strength of your union for everything that made you.

Launch/Tien: When strong and silent meets loud and fiery, you love what results. Also, you just want good things for Launch, and really, who wouldn’t? You find yourself wishing often that she didn’t disappear after the Frieza saga, she had so much potential…

Bardine (Bardock/Gine): you look at the dynamic ‘Soft girl meets Hardened badass and inspires him to discover kindness as praxis’ and know immediately know what you’re going to be writing well into the late hours.

Piccolo/Chi-Chi: I’ll be honest. I’m only including this one so I can say the words “he’s my kid, I stole him fair and square.", also, you probably are of the camp that says Piccolo parented Gohan better than his own father.

Hercule/Buu: You watched the filler.

[pride-of-the-prince]

VEGEEEEEEEEEEETA--tell us how you really feel about your big green husband. No lying allowed.

“Piccolo’s alright.” His lips twitch ever so slightly, as if he felt particularly amused. The truth did not lie in the words so much as it did his phrasing, the use of the Namekian’s name instead of the Prince’s favored form of address. The subtle praise, not grand in any sense of the word, but still present.

“Better luck next time.” Vegeta was not bound by any sort of magic, so he’d leave it at that. 

[pride-of-the-prince-archive]

@bastardsunlight

Vegeta hovered closely, the smirk upon his lips widening.

“It’s best to adapt to the individual.” The man leers, slowly closing the space between them. His hand fists itself into Piccolo’s gi, a handle to keep them together in the vastness of their environment. His lips ghost against Piccolo’s, aching to touch, to connect them once more.

... Instead, he settled for tightening his grip on purple fabric, swinging the man forward, followed by delivering a harsh punch to the same face he’d kissed.

“Didn’t plan on it.”