#saiyan pride

[magenta-racer]

Draw Fanart Of A Character Meme: DBS Broly / Brokk

I did the meme! I pretty much used Tarzan and Conan the Barbarian to create Brokk, basically DBS Broly, but redesigned and unrelated to Paragus and the Legendary SSJ because there's only one Broly, the one from Z. I personally kind of like the original design, but my peeve is that, compared to Z Broly, it's a downgrade, for he looks way more generic, exactly like one of those background Saiyan characters who are there to be killed off (also the same issue I had with Gine), thus I decided to revamp DBS Broly and turn him into a different character in my AU, to make him no longer be under Z's shadow. Dragon Ball franchise, Broly © Akira Toriyama. Brokk, design and art © Me. Meme template © TAGASAING.

[tampire]

Bath time with Daddy

[flannelepicurean]

Saiyan Pride

I started off having a crack fic continuation from this situation, but I started bleep-booping on it this morning and it turned into some fluffiness featuring a transgender reader with three excitable alien roommates, and a "lost in translation" that actually hit me kinda deep when I got into it. So, uh...yeah. I was having some trans feelings today, here you go. 💖

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They really wreaked some havoc when they landed. Or tried to, anyway. Goku and the boys took care of it, or that's what you heard (not from them, though; they tell it a little different). Either way, it's not that hard to believe, no matter which direction you squint at the story.

They're okay roommates, though.

Sure, they come and go at weird hours, and they can get pretty loud. And it's hard to explain the space ships, and the bunker add-ons, but after the first time Nappa grumbles, "Lemme handle this," nobody ever gets a parking ticket at the house again, and they always come through with rent, so you don't ask a whole lot of questions. 

It's not clear what they do for a living. Their soft skills leave a lot to be desired. Vegeta can at least dress himself like a halfway normal person, but his skills are granite. Iron. Even Raditz has better customer service game.

But they treat you decently. And when you finally take the plunge, and change your hair, and put on the new outfit you bought, and grab a bag of your old stuff to take to the donation center, you pause for a second in the living room. 

And sure enough, Raditz looks up with slight puzzlement and remarks, “Your hair’s different.”

And you shrink a little, and stand up straighter anyway, and explain that there are going to be some…changes. You do your best to explain it, in hopes that it will come out right, and it’s still a little awkward, but you explain to your roommates that you’re transitioning. 

They all hop up from the couch immediately, and the atmosphere becomes raucous and excited. 

“Whoa, you can DO THAT?!” Raditz squawks.

“Unbelievable!” Vegeta cries. “I didn’t even know you’d been training!”

“What are your new powers?” Nappa demands, and then whirls toward Raditz. “Get the scanner, I wanna see what level–”

You wave your hands and raise your voice and explain that GENDER, it’s a GENDER transition, TRANSGENDER!

They fall silent, eyes wide. 

“Trans…?” Vegeta breathes. “TRANSFORM YOUR GENDER?! Not even Kakarot is that powerful!” He places a hand on your shoulder. “You must truly be an astonishing warrior.”

Raditz leans in with a friendly but feral grin and a jubilant, “You wanna spar?”

You back slowly toward the door with promises of pizza in hopes of distraction.

It works.

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“Whoa, you look cool,” Raditz observes. “What’s the flag for?” 

You inform your roommates that you’re meeting up with some friends to go to Pride, and find yourself immediately caged by a cluster of keen-eyed Saiyans.

“Wait, what?!” Vegeta inquires. “Where are you going?”

You stammer out an explanation about Pride. Pride Month. You add that there’s a parade.

They exchange glances at lightning speed, and round back to you again.

“THERE’S A WHOLE MONTH?!” Nappa hollers.

“IN WHO YOU ARE, AS YOURSELF?!” Vegeta confirms.

“There’s a parade…about PRIDE?!” Raditz yawps.

You nod, quaking.

Vegeta throws an arm around your shoulders, beaming with lunatic glee. “WAVE YOUR FLAG HIGH AND GET IN THE SHIP! EVERYONE! EVERYBODY GET IN THE SHIP, WE’RE GOING DOWN THERE, RIGHT NOW!”

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They act exactly like aliens. Which…makes sense, really, but still. 

Your friends are polite about holding in their laughter. But they also don’t know exactly how to deal with the situation. The Saiyans gawk unabashedly, but with the same bewildered and bewildering reverence they gave you. 

One of your friends nudges you and motions to a space a few yards away, where Vegeta stands, craning his neck to ask a towering glamazon, "So, you're telling me they tried to crush your spirit, because of who you are, but you found your way in a hostile world and became both fierce and fabulous?” He rubs his chin and muses, “Your power levels must be off the charts..."

You trade a shrug with your friend because…well…he’s not wrong. 

And you’re not really surprised when Nappa declares, with the carnival glee of a spirited child and the full-chested power of an enormous Saiyan warrior, “This…this is the BEST PLACE ON EARTH!” And, looking around at the crowd, the different flags, and the many different folks, the colors and shapes and all the visuals, the feathers and flair, and cargo shorts and clogs, and rainbows, and neon, and leather, and glitter, and tee shirts and jeans, and everything else, you kinda get what he means. 

You can’t really explain why he’s right, but for some of the wrong reasons. But his heart’s in the right place, maybe? And you’re having a pretty good time. 

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You look up at a sharp knock on your bedroom door, and open it to find all three of your roommates crowded into the hallway, looking serious. Your stomach and heart take racing elevators in opposite directions. 

“Hi,” Raditz says, with some measure of cheer. 

You give them a cautious greeting. 

“Seems like the transformation’s going well,” Nappa observes, encouragingly.

You pause for a moment, then just smile and offer some thanks. It’s a little complex. A little complicated. They still don’t get it. But they’re really supportive, and that’s nice. 

Vegeta adopts a businesslike tone. Informs you, “We very much enjoyed attending the Pride festivities last year, and owe you a debt of gratitude for introducing us to the other warriors.”

You offer a hesitant nod.

He continues, “Some of the individuals at the collective have been training us to join the alliance.” Before you can sort out quite what he means, he motions to Nappa and Raditz. They shuffle around a bit while he explains, “You’ve clearly been training hard, but it’s important to be properly equipped, as well.”

He steps out of the way, giving Nappa room to step forward, and present one of those weird cases they ship stuff in. They maneuver it into your room, and watch while you open it. 

“We know this isn’t your final form, but this should be able to handle it, whatever the transformation brings.” Vegeta explains, nodding toward the set of Saiyan battle armor. Just your size.

You nod toward it as well, stunned. And puzzled. 

You look back up at your roommates, and find them watching you with a look you’ve never really seen from them before. It’s a bit like that weird, smirky expression they get when they cheat at board games, or catch each other cheating at board games. But the fierceness around the eyebrows is different. And the eyes have a kind of contentment that’s still pretty intense. 

They just seem…proud.

So, inevitably, whatever else you may be feeling, you do put forth the critical question. 

They nearly ricochet off the walls. 

“Of course we’ll go with you!” Vegeta assures.

“ARE YOU GONNA BRING THE FLAG?!” Nappa booms. 

Raditz sidles up to you and murmurs, “That’s technically battle armor, it’s not really, y’know, formal. LIke, parade-style. But I think you’d be okay.”

And so you prepare yourself to head to Pride with the Saiyans again.

[sweetescapeartist]

SAIYAN PRIDE = ARROGANCE

Saiyans take great pride in their strength and believe they are the greatest.

There is nothing wrong with pride as long as you don't become too prideful. BUT...

What us humans/Earthlings call "arrogance" is what Saiyans call "pride."

Earthling pride is pride in yourself & others which has allowed characters to able to reach new levels of strength through compassion for others.

Vegeta had began to develop some Earthling pride along with his Saiyan pride after the Cell saga when he stayed with Bulma & Trunks to see if family could give him strength as it did Goku. Then, Vegeta's Saiyan pride is what led him to allow Babidi control him so that he could feel stronger & not feel weak for developing human emotions.

But, Vegeta's developing Earthling pride is what drove him to sacrifice himself for the ones he cared for.

And Vegeta's Earthling pride been further developed in the DBS anime. He would not have gotten SSBE with Saiyan self-centered pride alone. The compassion he learned from good humans was the key to becoming stronger.

This is a lesson that Gohan learned when he fought Cell. SSJ2 Gohan became lost in his new power & behaved like a Saiyan. He was arrogant, malicious, selfish, and wanted to torture Cell instead of just ending him. Gohan's overconfidence was his mistake. A mistake that resulted in his father's death and almost got everyone else killed.

Mr. Satan/Hercule is an example of a human character behaving arrogant like a Saiyan.

He was arrogant, overconfident, & very selfish. He thought he was the strongest, but he got a wake-up call after Cell almost killed him with little effort & he saw the strength of the others present at the Cell Games. Then, again, he got another reality check in the Buu saga. And whenever he was overpowered, Mr. Satan gave up & he revealed how sneaky & cowardly he truly was. This is unlike other human characters like Krillin, Yamcha, & Tenshinhan. They do not behave animalistic like Saiyans and how Mr. Satan once behaved. (Tien & Yamcha used to be arrogant as well.)

The arrogant Mr. Satan is similar to the arrogant Vegeta. BUT... Mr. Satan's arrogance is played up for comedic effect while Vegeta's arrogance is taken seriously.

(Funny enough, the many fans of Mr. Satan within the DB series are similar to the many in the DB fandom who believe that Saiyan arrogance is better than human confidence. Both are fooled by bravado.)

Dragon Ball has shown us time & again that Saiyan pride/arrogance and that IS NOT a good thing. But, despite this repeated lesson, so many in the fandom believe that Saiyan pride is the best.

In reality, what us humans call "pride" (which is what Saiyans call "weakness") is greater than Saiyan pride/arrogance. This is why Saiyans have to become more human in order to become better people & stronger fighters.

I just thought about it & added this here last minute, but this is important too. Saiyan pride was foreign to Cabba. Why? It's likely due to Universe 6 Saiyans not being evil like in Universe 7. Saiyan pride (arrogance in their strength) led to the demise of innocent races & the demise of the Saiyans. Universe 6 Saiyans aren't like this, so an arrogant concept is not promoted amognst all of their Saiyans. Some U6 Saiyans may have arrogance, but not all.

[nocoffeeorbreakfast]

The Saiyan Meal Plan

Trunks x Reader x Vegeta 

TW: Dubcon themes, but the reader is into it. Dark Themes. Degradation, Spit kink, Blood, Oral (fem/male! receiving) Pegging, Threesome, Hair pulling, Daddy Kink Switch!Reader, Bottom to Top!Trunks, Top to Bottom!Vegeta. 

AN:  Trunks is MEAN and Vegeta is DISRESPECTFUL(.reader is a switch being called daddy,) this really REALLY got out of pocket... don't read if you have a problem, you were warned.

Future Trunks - always the sweetest, kindest, boyfriend you could ask for. The perfect combination of sweet with just a hint of hard when he needed to be. Travels timelines to be with you, and is even sweet enough to switch for you. Unfortunately, (depends who you ask) this is when his hot-headed, prideful, angry father catches you two. 

 Trunks on all fours in front of you, eyes closed tight, neck craned from you pulling his long lavender hair, your lips close to his ear in a smile while your strap is deep inside him.

"Who's your daddy, baby?"

"Mmmm you are... "

"The fuck she is!!!" Vegeta roars from the door. Trunks eyes snap open and he falls away from you and jumps off the bed in an instant.

"Uh... dad... it's not what it looks like!"

Vegeta pushes past him in a huff, comes right up to you, and grabs your hair forcing you to look up at him.

"How dare you. He has Saiyan royal blood flowing through his veins, and you dare make him behave as such?"

"He likes it..." I stare him right in his eyes, full of defiance despite the fire raging in his. He leans down to whisper in my ear. My breath catches.

"Seems you need a Saiyan prince to show you your place."

Trunks watches, confused as to what is happening. His dad was clearly angry, but why is he so close to y/n?

"Trunks you have royal Saiyan blood, you should never be on your knees. A true Saiyan makes a bratty bitch like this know her place."

What?! He still hasn't let go of my hair, not that I'm complaining. Trunks may be my boyfriend, but his dad.... well his dad has always been DADDY in my eyes.

"Father, you don't understand.... we uh... um... we take turns."

"Show me."

"What?!" Trunks and I yell in unison.

Vegeta lets go of my hair, but doesn't move away from me, just barely takes his eyes off of me.

"Show me how you take turns. It's no way you're able to tame a bitch like this. No way you could ever make someone like this behave properly. You're too weak. You're not a Saiyan prince. That's probably why you were on your knees because y/n wears the pants."

I look over at Trunks. His scowl is deep. I see the fury in eyes. A fury I've only seen a few times. He's pissed. Incensed would be a better word judging by the look he's giving his father. He walks over to Vegeta stares him in his eyes, then he reaches down and grabs the back of my throat and forces his dick in my mouth.

"Show him how you suck this Saiyan's dick."

God, there's that switch I love in him so much. That hint of mean that makes my pussy drip. The brat in me wants to resist, but I know I can't in this moment. Plus, he's already down my throat. I start working him and out of my mouth, smiling sweetly up at him. His grunts make me hum in the back of my throat. He looks to his dad for validation, but Vegeta has no focus for him. Instead Vegeta leans down to my ear.

"You enjoy having a Saiyan in your mouth don't you? You should feel privileged."

His breath on my ear makes my heartrate rise. One of his hands grabs my wrists and holds them behind me. His other hand finds it's way back into my hair and he pushes me further onto Trunks dick. I frantically look up at Trunks. I see Trunks eye twitch just as he pumps into me harder. They fall into tandem with each other, using my mouth. Trunks angrily thrusting into me while Vegeta forces my head onto him. I don't know which part has me stressed the most; Trunks staring at me with so much fury in his eyes while choking me or Vegeta assisting whispering instructions (commands), in my ear.

"As a Saiyan, I expect you to fill this brat's mouth and keep going. As my son, you better not die."

Trunks growls as he picks up speed, slamming into my face so hard I fear my lip will burst.

"Don't you let a fucking a drop of this Saiyan come leave your mouth."

"If it were me, I'd make sure she didn't swallow it until she's earned it." Vegeta says from the side of my face. My brain screams.

"Don't swallow until I fucking tell you to, bitch."

Trunks screams as he grabs the other side of my hair and Vegeta grips the other side tighter as Trunks fills my mouth. Tears stream down my face and I struggle to hold it all in my mouth. There's so much, god...

Trunks falls away from me, gasping for air, eyes closed tight. My head drops as I desperately try to breathe through my nose because my mouth is too full. Suddenly, Vegeta grabs my face and turns me towards him. Come slips from my mouth and down my chin.

"Oh look at that Trunks, she didn't listen. Why am I not surprised"

I want to scream but I can't. Vegeta is smiling at me. Trunks leans down grabs my face from Vegeta. He grabs the back of my head and forces his tongue in my mouth. Come shoots down my throat and a mixture of come and drool trickles down my chin. I whine into his mouth. He pulls away and I'm gasping. A string of drool connects him as he pulls away.

"That Saiyan come was just too much for that slutty little mouth, wasn't it? That's okay, I forgive you." My brain is running a mile a minute, trying to process what just happened. First of all, Trunks is NEVER quite that mean. Was it because of his dad??? And, we're not even going to think about the fact that man was in my ear while all this was happening. Part of me wants to be mortified, but then I'd have to ignore the puddle between my legs.

"Trunks I don't remember you giving this slut permission to come..."

Vegeta's fingers are in me, stretching my slick walls before I can process what's happening.

"She's basically a fountain down here. I would never allow her to come if it were up to me. The impudence to take it upon herself to seek pleasure without your permission. But I guess you are only half Saiyan so I can't expect much."

My eyes go to Trunks, questioning, trying desperately to hold back a moan. He watches us. Watches as his father's fingers work slowly in and out of me. His face is unreadable. He walks slowly to the side of me and leans down in my other ear.

"Did you come little one? Was the joy of my Saiyan dick too much for you to handle? Did you become so excited you came like a little slut?"

"I..."

"Don't you dare lie. I can feel how wet you are slut."

My eyes shoot to Vegeta, glaring.

"Shut..."

Vegeta slides a third finger in and my words leave me. My mouth drops open. Trunks gently touches my chin and turns my face towards him.

"Focus y/n. He didn't ask you a question, I did....

"DID"

"YOU"

"COME?"

Vegeta thrusts into me with each of Trunks' words. Tears stream down my face frustrated and full of emotion, I look at him.

"I couldn't help it."

Trunks closes his eyes and sighs. Vegeta *tchs* and stops pumping into me. He slides his fingers out of me so fast I whine. Trunks' eye twitches again and I instantly know that whine will be my undoing.

"Fucking slut."

Trunks grabs my hair and yanks me on all fours. He smacks my ass so hard it burns.

"You want to filled that badly? Just any Saiyan will do, even if it's not me?!"

"No... I was just shocked... I just..."

"Shut the hell up."

He grabs the back of my neck and slams my face down on the bed, putting my ass in the air, my dripping hole revealing any dignity I had left. His dick slams into me completely, all the way to the back. I feel his balls slap my ass.

"Since you want to be filled like a slut, I'll fuck you like one."

I don't get a moment to think before he starts ramming into me viciously. My mouth wants to scream but all that comes out are squeaks and gasps. I reach back instinctively and try to slow him down. He grabs my hand and presses it hard into my back.

"Fucking take it slut. You take every inch of this Saiyan dick."

Sound finally comes out of me as I wail loudly. I combination of a cry and a moan. He pulls my head back and leans down and kisses me hard. Afterwards he bites my lip and I taste blood. He turns my head back forwards and I see Vegeta, standing on the side of the bed, smiling down at me... His dick just mere inches from my face.

"Now you're really going to be filled. Don't you dare embarrass me."

Before I can respond, Trunks pushes my face to Vegeta's stomach. Vegeta's dick instantly cuts off my air supply. I choke and drool falls from my lips. Trunks pulls out of me a bit, taking my mouth up Vegeta's shaft with him. Then in one stroke I'm back nose to abs on Vegeta. He's holding the back of my neck so tight, it's probably already bruised. In and out, each vicious stroke sending me gagging on Vegeta. My eyes roll in the back of my head and I struggle to breathe. Finally, my knees give out and my body threatens to fall, but I'm split roasted between them unable to move more than a slight drop. Vegeta *tchs* echos in my head.

"Pathetic."

Vegeta slaps Trunks' hand away from my neck and I collapse on the bed. I sob into the bed and gasp for air. My relief is short lived. Vegeta grabs both sides of my face, lifts me up, and stares into my eyes.

"You're being given Saiyan royalty, not air. I better not feel any fucking teeth" He slams his dick back down my throat and looks at Trunks.

"Make sure you keep up if you can boy."

He begins fucking my face with somehow more intensity. Trunks grabs both sides of my waist and slams his dick into me. I cry out, but it only sounds like gurgling noises because Vegeta is so deep down my throat. Vegeta thrusts forward, pushing Trunks deeper in me and my body slacks. Trunks lifts my waists up so my knees are longer touching the bed and wraps my legs around his waist. I'm full blown crying and I feel something thicker on my face. I taste blood and I don't know if it's from my mouth, my nose, or both.

"Focus girl. You look like you want to pass out, but you wouldn't dare in the presence of a prince." Vegeta smirks down at me.

"Don't you fucking pass out bitch." Trunks barks behind me.

I cry out, but it's overshadowed by the embarrassingly loud wet noises coming from both ends of me, combined with what I can only describe as Saiyan grunting. My ears are ringing and I fight to keep consciousness.

"Do you feel her throat, father? Do you feel how she handles a Saiyan?"

Vegeta looks at me and *tchs*. God that sound makes my blood boil... and makes me drip. I grab Vegeta's waist and push him so far in my mouth, my teeth graze his stomach. He looks down at me shocked. I stare him dead in eyes, the challenge clear. I hear Trunks chuckle behind me.

"Greedy slut wants more. Are you not up to the task, father?"

I almost hear pride in voice, but the way he calls me a slut...

"If she wants more, I'll give her more than she can handle."

He pushes to the back of my throat and sits there. I instinctively try to push him away, but Trucks pushes me forward. I close my eyes and try to focus on the little breathing I'm able to do through my nose.

"I didn't say stop sucking."

"Show him y/n. Don't let me down."

That's definitely pride in his voice. That lights my fire. I tighten my grip on Vegeta and begin milking him with my throat. He growls down at me and for just a split second I see his eyes roll. I grab his balls and start massaging them and I know he's close. I suck harder looking up at him. Just as I start to taste his pre, he yanks out of my mouth. The movement is so sudden that I drop inhaling deeply.

"You don't deserve this princely come."

He pumps his dick over me and sprays me with thick, white, milky come. It's in my hair, down my neck, on my face... there's so much, it just doesn't stop. Trunks slides out of me and the rest of my body drops to the bed. Vegeta spits on the side of my face then he slaps me. He wipes my face hard, and shoves two fingers in my mouth. I taste a mixture of blood, tears, come, and I'm sure spit. I gag at the intrusion and taste. Vegeta laughs as he lays down on his stomach next to me, mumbling something about "taking turns, yeah right."

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I'm laying there. Well used like a ragdoll, exhausted, body on fire, when I feel Trunks gently roll me over on my back. I prepare for more, but when I look at him, I see my sweet Trunks. He wipes my face with a warm towel and kisses my forehead. When did he leave to get that? He places something crunchy in my mouth. He's saying something to me but I can't really focus and he's whispering.

"You're not done love."

Internally I wince, but nothing comes out of my mouth. He leans closer to my ear, I have to struggle to hear him.

"We have to show him. He still doesn't understand. I know you're not done, right? I'll help you."

I feel movement and I look down. One hand is rubbing my clit, not enough to come, but just enough to build the fire. The other hand is pouring lube all over the strap I truly forgot I was wearing. He strokes up and down it while whispering in my ear.

"He said you didn't deserve his come... said he'd give you more than you could handle... he called you pathetic.... he said you didn't deserve to come. He said you had a place."

I know it's bait. Know he's conveniently leaving out that he himself talked down to me. I know he gave me a senzu bean... I know all this, but that doesn't mean anything to the fire he's activated in me. Logic doesn't mean anything to the voice in the back of my head telling me that I should make Vegeta beg. I glance over at Vegeta. I'm pretty sure he's sleep, after all that talk smh. I look back at Trunks and nod in agreement. Trunks gets off the bed and walks to the other side, standing over Vegeta. He watches me roll over and place myself behind Vegeta. I look at Trunks, searching his eyes for assurance. He smiles at me. I slide two fingers into Vegeta's ass and lick slowly up his back. Vegeta jumps awake, but Trunks holds him down.

"Don't fight it, father."

"Just what the hell are you doing?!"

Vegeta tries to move, but Trunks has a tight hold on him. I find his prostate and begin massaging his g-spot. His legs relax just a bit and I notice a slight arch. I smile and spread his cheeks with my other hand. Without thinking, I slide my tongue in his hole. I fuck his ass with my fingers and tongue, stroking his g-spot. All the resisting leaves his body and the mewl that leaves his lips is music to my ears. I look up and Trunks is looking down at us, shock written all over his face. I sit up and position myself between his legs. Vegeta gets to his knees like he remembered he was supposed to break free, but once again Trunks tightens his hold on him.

"Where are you going prince? Didn't you like it? Wanna tell your son how two fingers went in without much resistance?"

Vegeta tries to look to Trunks but can't in this position.

"You said you wanted us to show you how we take turns. I should follow your orders right? Because you're a Saiyan prince right?"

"Don't you fucking dare slut." Vegeta growls at me.

I grab a handful of his hair and smile at him.

"Famous last words my dear prince."

I slam my strap in him and his body goes limp. I start stroking into him. Trunks holds his shoulders but watches me. I pump in and out of Vegeta with a vengeance, remembering every *tch* he made in my direction.

"You fucking bitch, how dare..."

"Yea, yea I know how dare I treat a Saiyan with royal blood as such, right? You're gonna find out why your son calls me daddy."

Trunks blushes and moves away. I expect Vegeta to move, but he doesn't. I want to see where Trunks is moving to , but my focus is on Vegeta. Holding his waist, stroking into him, thinking about how he looked down at me as he used and abused my mouth. Thinking about how wet he made me. I reach around and start stroking his dick in tandem with my strokes and pound harder. Slick sounds fill the room and my vision goes red.

Suddenly, my head is turned and Trunks is shoving his tongue in my mouth. The kiss is hard, wet, and sloppy, my hips slow.

"Don't stop, he asked for this. God you're so fucking sexy when you're like this."

He slides his hands down my waist and presses two fingers on my clit. I tense up and my hips stop. I feel Vegeta drop a bit. Trunks moves behind me and I feel his dick poking at my ass. He slides one hand down my arm and guides my hand to Vegeta's hair. I grab a handful and crane Vegeta's neck back towards me. Trunks hands move to my waist and leans in my ear. He licks it.

"Don't stop love."

He slams into me hard which pushes me into Vegeta just hard, both of us yell.

"A real Saiyan takes it, Father, and you're a prince right? Surely this lowly earth woman is not too much for you."

Trunks tightens his grip on my hips and strokes me faster. I can't help but stroke into Vegeta at the same speed. I feel Trunks chest pressed against my back and he's whispering in my ear.

"He said you didn't deserve to come little one. Are you going to take that? God I love how your hips move when you're stroking him. It feels so good when you're stroking me, now I know why. Remember how he looked down on you? Remember how he spit on you?"

Each question increases his speed, propelling each of my thrusts. He's right. Vegeta fucking spit on me!

"What are doing Trunks?"

"Shut the hell up, prince. You remember spitting on me after telling me I didn't deserve your princely come? Do you remember slapping me like I was nothing?"

My hips move on their own and Trunks moves to keep up with me, tightening his grip on my hips. Vegeta's eyes closed tight, gritting his teeth together. Trunks whispering into my ear.

"That's it baby. Fuck him up. You're doing so good. God, you're so fucking hot. So fucking tight. Don't stop. Don't you dare fucking stop until he breaks."

I scream as I tighten my grip on Vegeta's hair. My hand working up and down his shaft as I feel him growing in it. His growling growing in volume as he starts to work back into me, pushing me back on Trunks who pushes me forward on him. This is the most unholy train.

"Vegeta when you come because I know you fucking will, you call me daddy."

"Like hell I will you fucking bitch."

I lean away from Trunks a bit and stroke Vegeta's dick harder and faster. Slapping sounds echo as I stroke him, as Trunks strokes me. I feel him growing inside me. He slides a hand between my legs and furiously works my clit.

"Don't stop little one. Make him come and I'll make you come."

I feel the pressure buliding in my stomach and I know I won't be able to go anymore once I explode. I stroke Vegeta vigorously, desperate for him to come before me. I use his pre to stroke him faster. His grunts and growls moving me faster as Trunks sends my body higher.

"Fucking helllll.... shit.... you fucking bitch..... arrrrgghhhhh fuck..... daddyyyyyyy." Vegeta roars as come bursts from his dick.

Trunks impales me harder, fingers working 100 mph.

"That's it little one, let it out."

I scream as my orgasm crashes out of me, stroking into Vegeta and onto Trunks as wave after wave of come wets everything between us. Trunks growls in my ear and shoots streams of come in my ass. All three of our voices fever pitch. Frustrations and release echo against the walls. We collapse in an entanglement of limbs and fluids. Three chests heaving, three sets of eyes closed. I'm seeing stars.

"That's how we take turns dad."

"Shut the hell up Trunks.

"I told you that you'd call me daddy prince."

Vegeta *tchs* and I laugh.

[mirazartsstuff]

Right, might aswell post this in relation to a few convos with @crushing-on-the-poison-detector

Lowkey a fun AU to think about while combining my two hyperfixations and making fun interactions while staying in character with my bestie

I will be adding more with other chars too but having the saiyans work for Eli was the best decision I made

[dknlkv]

Vegeta

Un dia casual, listo para ir a entrenar 💪🏻😁

[foggythinggladiator]

[pencilforge]

[thealmightygilf]

There’s one thing a saiyan always keeps… HIS PRIDE 🏳️‍🌈

[magenta-racer]

Teasing

"You're cute when you're angry, but lighten up!"

Fasha has quite a temper, and Tora is one of the few people who can calm her down with his playful personality. He often makes her flustered with his playful teasing.

Dragon Ball franchise, Tora and Fasha © Akira Toriyama. Art © Me.

[sillygoose1503]

CORKSCREW RULES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[tuesdayinthedas]

I can’t stop thinking about Vegeta throughout the end of DBZ. This proud warrior Prince, his people no longer exist, except for one absolute clown of a Saiyan raised on earth. The one man who saved him not once but twice. His original goal of immortality, a chance to have a level of control he hasn’t had under the thumb of Frieza and opportunity to liberate himself, the last legacy of his race and he gets his ass whooped.

Then he tries again and fails again (when he gives in to despair in the face of Frieza being so powerful, it hurts and Im so proud of him that we never see that again and I fully believe its due to Gokus influence). And then theres Goku again, Vegeta leaves his peoples and Vegetas own hopes and dreams to Goku. And Goku delivers. And then Vegeta has nothing, Frieza gone, his people gone, what can he even do? All he has left is his promise to beat Goku one day, (Vegeta hold so much weight in promises).

And then Goku dies and he’s just gone. Sure he comes back 7 years later, but in that time Vegeta’s entire reason for being was gone, sure he starts a family and one that he dearly loves. But the return of Goku ignites those lost feelings in him. Its that whole premise of growing up with expectations of what you were going to be and you wake up one day and realise you don’t recognise yourself, you aren’t who you were promised to be, aren’t who you were aiming for (this is why I just love Majin Vegeta so much). A promised Prince, with no people to rule, the one person that is the reason he is alive at all, that was his entire drive gone for what he would have thought to be forever, what could you even do, where could you even go? He had his one anchor of Bulma and then his children. But this wasn’t what he was supposed to be, he should have been a ruler, he should have been dead. And then his one true goal returns and he’s confronted with that and he falls.

[sweetescapeartist]

THE PRIDE OF AN EARTHLING MARTIAL ARTIST OR THE PRIDE OF A SAIYAN WARRIOR?

THE PRIDE OF AN EARTHLING MARTIAL ARTIST

Toriyama: "One does not strive for victory over an opponent. One strives to avoid defeat by one's own self."

Goku wants to better himself & push his limits, but he also fights to win as well as protect others. That's the pride of an Earthling martial artist.

"The pride of a martial artist" has been proven many times over to be necessary for victory. Saiyan pride has been shown to be flawed, egotistical, & selfish. That's the kind of pride Vegeta has & it's why he often loses his battles against strong opponents.

THE PRIDE OF A SAIYAN WARRIOR

Toyotaro: The key to victory is "the sheer desire to win." That's the pride of the Saiyans.

That's extremely simple-minded. So, solely wanting to win gives you victory? Just believe in yourself? None of that good 'ol self-improvement that Goku is known for & is one of the most important principles of Dragon Ball?

Apparently Goku doesn't fight to win anymore. And he also stopped trying to improve himself at some point. Really?

So... Vegeta's flawed Saiyan pride is what's supposedly needed to win even though that same egotistical selfish pride & obsession with victory is often why Vegeta loses? That doesn't seem right...

Or is Toyo attempting to suddenly change Saiyan pride to make it fit his story instead of making his story fit what's already established?

Toyotaro's writing spits in the face of Toriyama's work. It's as if he only watched the English dub of DBZ (not Kai), then watched DBZ Abridged in order to study up on the characters and lore.

Toyo doesn't understand the characters, the history of DB, nor the world of Dragon Ball at all. This is why he doesn't know how to progress these characters. He always regresses them only to put them back where they were, then he frames it as "progression." Sadly, Toyo's simply a glorified fan artist that was somehow promoted to making official content.

Toyotaro has proven again & again that he can't write official material well. Why not hire a capable writer & keep him as solely the artist?

I'd rather not have him completely fired, but at this point... might need to get a new writer AND artist for the manga. He's going to make himself look even worse as time goes on. I'd rather have Dragon Garow Lee or MilkLand/KURUSU Milk.

We just need somebody new. And somebody who isn't a Vegeta fanboy. Many seem to have a warped idea of the characters and most Vegeta fans don't even understand Vegeta. I'll take a Goku or Piccolo or Gohan fanboy to write the manga anyday over a Vegeta fanboy.

[blueper-saiyan]

Despite not enjoying reading Planet Vegeta survives AUs very much, I still end up spending a fair amount of time thinking about what Vegeta would have been like if he’d actually grown up in the role of prince like he was supposed to. Obviously, he would have still been a tyrannical mass murderer except with far less insecurity and trauma, but that’s not really what I find interesting. I’m curious how he would view his role. In the regular timeline where basically every other Saiyan dies, he’s clearly (imo) decided that he needs to embody the absolute ideal for a Saiyan (or at least the version that he’s come up with, which is strongly biased by the fact that he grew up with only one adult Saiyan, was surrounded by people who hate his whole species, and was influenced by Freeza who both enjoyed messing with him and could directly profit if Vegeta was wrong about his own culture. So uh, probably not a particularly accurate version. But that’s a different concept to explore.). I’m not even sure if it was a conscious decision by Vegeta or not now that I think about it. Being very likely to be the last member of his species puts a very strong pressure to live up to or down to the expectations that everyone who met him would have. Beyond that, he’s royalty, and that means he’s supposed to be held to a higher standard, so he’d feel that pressure to leave a final impression even more than Nappa or Raditz. (And they both seem to care about it too, especially Raditz, which is interesting, but I’ll leave that sort of meta to the hardcore Raditz fans since I mostly just care about Raditz for the way he impacts Vegeta and don’t think as strongly about him)

So in contrast to the canon timeline, if Vegeta was growing up in a timeline where there were plenty of other Saiyans, would he feel that same pressure to be exactly what everyone expects of him? He’d have a more accurate picture of those expectations as well. I can’t decide whether or not I think that alternate version of Vegeta would still want to be the perfect Saiyan in quite the same way. Would he chafe against the actual ideal if it wasn’t more or less a framework he formed for himself? Would being able to actually be judged against it make it less appealing? What if some of the ideas about what makes a good Saiyan were things he disagreed with? Or would he still be loyal to his species and do the best he could to be the perfect Saiyan prince and then king, regardless of how high that standard might be or how much he dislikes some of it? He’s certainly canonically willing to subject himself to an impossible standard that causes him and everyone else a lot of problems. But is that only because it’s a standard he constructed himself?

Admittedly, at that level of divergence in experiences between canon Vegeta and a Planet Vegeta lives AU Vegeta, it’s hard to even really call the resulting character Vegeta still (the reason I don’t enjoy Planet Vegeta lives AUs) but I do feel like something about this question has relevance to actual Vegeta’s characterization and motives. Does he care so strongly about being Saiyan only because they’re all dead and therefore he’s forced to represent the whole species whether or not he wants to, and he’s embraced it at this point? Or is it because his father did a good job of instilling pride in him during the brief time they were together (for all the good and ill that his pride has caused)? Is he only so devoted to his “Saiyan pride” because he’s the one who came up with his version and no one else can truly decide how well he’s following it? Or does not having any external validation of how well he’s doing just make his self-imposed (and generally self-destructive) task harder? How much of why he’s so insistent on it is due to Freeza?

Freeza has a line shortly before he starts torturing Vegeta that I think about sometimes, where he basically says that he thought Vegeta was special and better than the other Saiyans. Up to your interpretation of Freeza whether Freeza genuinely believed that Vegeta is special somehow or if he was just doing some particularly cruel emotional manipulation there. Regardless of the intent behind it, if that was the attitude that Freeza was demonstrating most of the time, maybe Vegeta doubled down on being Saiyan because Freeza kept trying to claim he wasn’t like them, and he was able to see the insult. There’s also an alternative interpretation of Vegeta that he was convinced he was better than the rest of his species because of the way Freeza treated him. It’s an extremely good way to isolate him after all. In which case Vegeta only started (I often mentally call it “performing Saiyan pride” but I’m sure there’s a better way to refer to the behavior) after realizing he’d been lied to and manipulated for the majority of his life. So embracing being Saiyan so aggressively is a sort of penance for discrediting his people in the past. Or if he’d been performing Saiyan pride all along, the reveal that Freeza killed the Saiyans just spurred on a more intense performance.

Seeing a version of Vegeta with different pressures on him might give answers to some of these questions I have about why he behaves the way he does (yes it’s because he was never meant to be inspected this closely and he takes the roles he needs to for the sake of the plot, no I do not care I’m taking him seriously anyway), so I end up thinking about that version of him where he knows for sure what it means to be a Saiyan.

[vegetavegetason]

i can’t say what vegetas thinking but i like to imagine he’s grateful to future gohan for everything he did for future trunks. future gohan took over as father figure and mentor since vegeta died so early on and really laid the groundwork for how formidable future trunks became. i’ve always loved vegeta and gohans dynamic and i think this would be really sweet