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Dragon ball characters 🖤Spicy🖤 headcanons~
Piccolo
This man let me tell you-
You’ll only get a few grunts out of him, he’s more focused on what he’s doing honestly.
He will only moan when he’s about to cum but he isn’t very loud with it because he is really embarrassed (poor bb)
Piccolo isn’t very vocal in bed nor does he do dirty talk but he’ll slip out a few cute names for you every now and then when he’s going at it
Ehem- sweetie, Angel, Honey *explodes*
He prefers to be in the missionary position but sometimes he’ll let you ride him ;)
He’s also a Hermaphrodite
You’ll wonder where tf his pp at and he’s so flustered about it. Lets just say piccolo aint the only one eating out (you gotta work to get that cock)
Once you get his cock out wish your pussy good luck because this man is huge
(8-9 inches and FUCKING GIRTH?)
Sometimes when he’s so exhausted and pent up he’ll need a blowjob from you.
His fingers, HIS FINGERS.
They don’t reach as deep as his cock does but boy do they make you see stars.
His antennas are hella sensitive so if you play with them you’ll definitely hear a silent moan from him.
He is so good with aftercare though don’t worry he’ll always take good care of you.
Want a bath? He’s on it. Hungry? He’s on it. Cuddles? He’s already got you❤️
Broly
Baby boy I love him so much
He’s a moaner! He’s a whimperer! He’s a crier!
This guy is a sweetheart in bed don’t let his appearance fool you.
He’ll be so gentle with you as he moans into your neck.
VANILLA SEX VANILLA SEX VANILLA SEX
He prefers not to be to rough or hard because he’s so scared he’ll accidentally hurt you doing it:(
Although if you want him to be rough or go harder whisper it into his ear please he’ll whimper for you and obey you so fast-
He’ll put his face in your chest as he rams into you , be careful what you wish for cause he is going to lose it eventually 🫣
Broly will start moaning reaaaal loud once he feels he’s going to finish (your pussy is to good for him ya know)
Be prepared for him to accidentally overstimulate himself-
He’s gonna either go harder and rougher or super saiyan on you. Either way you ain’t waking tomorrow.
This bitch will growl when he loses control and let’s be honest..it’s hot
Broly is PACKING he’s carrying a 10 inch veiny af cock when he’s hardened so he’ll be hitting you in all the right places.
Such a sweetie when it comes to aftercare. Play with his hair he’ll fall asleep immediately but right after he puts himself near your chest so he can hear your heart. It comforts him to know you’re still with him 🥹.
Goku
He can’t even be serious in bed
He is definitely a dog In heat when he’s horny though.
And when he’s horny he won’t leave you alone-
This bitch will have the fucking audacity to moan in your ear and grind on your ass (IN PUBLIC SOMETIMES TOO)
If you touch the spot where his tail used to be he’ll tremble but overtime it does become sensitive and he’ll tell you to stop.
Is a sweetie though even if he’s rough in bed, he’ll leave marks on you going from your neck to your calves.
He loves cockwarming at night and keeping his seed in you making sure none spills as you have to listen to him snore (no sleep for you~)
HE DO GOT A BIG COCK THO
9 INCHES AND HELLA WIDTH
ITS A SAIYAN THING THEY ALL GOT FAT PECKERS.
He is so good at eating you out like, a MASTER at it’ll he’ll get you to squirt in a minute.
So good with his tongue too 🫣
Will steal your panties and use them to get off as he moans loud so you can hear (HES DOING IT ON PURPOSE)
Favorite position is 69
Loves his cock sucked but also loves to taste you it gets him going~
He got fat balls full of cum so he’ll keep you up all night and day!
His calloused hands are good for clit rubbing 😩
He has no shame in saying the most embarrassing shit ever
Example: Goku: “What’s for dinner?” You: “bro, stfu and fuck me you dumb shi”
He forgets aftercare but he ain’t gonna bail on you
He’s prob gonna just pass out, cock still in you and everything…..”I’m hungry”
Overall 7/10 in bed
#piccolo#piccolo x reader#dbz#piccolo x yn#dragonball#x reader#dbz x reader#broly#broly x reader#broly dbz#goku x reader#goku
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NSFW Headcanons | Broly Edition [18+]
When you first met Broly to absolutely no surprise he didn't have any experience. It was down to you to teach him everything you knew, and oh boy was he a fast learner.
He's so attentive to your needs. As soon as he picks up on something you really like him doing he makes sure he does it better than anyone you've fucked before. Using his mouth? Using his fingers? You bet he's doing it best.
He gets set off so easily. Whisper the tiniest little dirty thing in his ear and he WANTS you.
I feel that he's more a grunter than a moaner.
His favourite positions I could see being doggy or missionary. He'd either love having you bent over with his big hands gripping your back, or, he'd love you being under his massive body.
He could go for hours. That Saiyan stamina is unmatched.
On the subject his pull out game isn't the best. He gets so lost in the moment.
I feel like he'd love having sex in the shower. Just the steamy nature of it would be so hot to him.
To absolutely no surprise I think Broly is PACKING down there. Realistically about 9 inches with a massive pair of balls I can't lie.
Broly loves it when you moan in his mouth. He goes feral for it.
Similarly to Goku I feel like he'd really be into voyeurism (maybe I should write that...). The thought of being watched while he rails you turns him on so much, especially since he's animalistic in doing so.
He wouldn't smash you in his super saiyan form. He'd be too scared he'd hurt you.
I feel like his favourite type of girl is thicc girlies who are loud and funny (I mean look at Cheelai). He would go for someone who was his opposite. He likes a challenge in battle so of course he'd like one in the bedroom too.
#dragon ball#dragon ball z#anime#fanfic#dbz#broly#broly x reader#broly the legendary super saiyan#dbs broly
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vegeta definitely grunts in your ear while he’s in it.
goku 100% can’t stop grabbing at your hips and digging his fingernails into you.
broly puts your nipples in his mouth and massages your ass while you’re riding him.
gohan kisses your neck while you sit in front of him & he’s knuckle deep in your pussy.
raditz most definitely makes you get on your knees to suck him off, and won’t let you do it any other way cause he likes the way you look up at him.
piccolo is the type to make you sit on his lap and grind on his knee until you’re begging & crying.
yamcha puts your legs on his shoulders and kisses your ankles.
#dbz#dbz smut#dragon ball smut#dragon ball super smut#goku x reader#vegeta x reader#broly x reader#✉️
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brolys concept of love is .. skewed.
he only knows his father, cheelai, and leemo. but he does think he loved his father before he perished at the hands of frieza, but he does still love him.
even if he finally comes to terms that paragus didnt properly raise him as a son, he loved him. thats all he had when he was banished to vampa.
but with you? its… frustrating, it feels foreign.
he knows he likes giving you things that look pretty, or just cute. hes given you rocks, because he thinks that they have their own beauty within them. how did he come up with this? well, he inspected it at first, it was just some brown rock that was rough and dry on the outside. but, he breaks it, seeing the new shiny and crystalized structure inside.
and he gives that to you.
he also doesnt like vegeta or beerus around you. it makes his chest tight, like a sense of protection should be around you. but, you always assure him that youre okay, like he wants you to be.
and dont get me started on the fact he wanders when he looks for you. yall ever seen a corso or doggo argentino just wander? and its a whiny thing? thats him. he checks each room and when he doesnt find you, he gets nervous.
because what if you had left? where did you go? it takes a toll on him, because you were really all he trusted. cheelai and leemo were there, sure. but you were just… different from them. he panics, almost losing himself and having to have goku or vegeta calm him and guide him to you is a concurrent thing.
he also needs your comfort at night.
the first nightmare of you was you leaving, never leaving a trace.. or your death. it freaks him out, because he remembers paragus’ death, and he blamed himself when he was told. it took months for you to finally tell him that it wasnt his fault, it couldnt have been.
and hes up like a light, doing the deep breathing exercises that you taught him and clutching ba’s ear.
his feet pad against the floor, eyes filled with grogginess and find your sleeping frame in your own bed. he lightly taps you, you moaning and turning to him. “hello.”
“what is it, baby?” you say, a smaller voice yet stronger southern accent comforting him. “had a nightmare?”
he nods, a pout in his face and he’s trying his best to not tear up.
“c’mere..” you say, scooting to the side of your bed and watching him crawl into it. it was slightly amusing, a big saiyan crawling into a small bed. “you wanna talk about it?”
“no, i dont.” he says, facing you and watching your frame. “am i allowed to.. touch you?” he asks cautiously, big hand on your shoulder.
you looked beautiful, even in the darkness of the day.
you nod, getting closer to him and radiating your heat to him. and he feels safer, like he knows youre not going anywhere and that he wont have to grieve you, either.
he knew that he was in love with you when you watched him finally go super saiyan, and you cheered in joy. he feels himself get giddy, his chest tighter, and he wants to cry from feeling joy.
he just couldnt tell you yet.
#broly my sweet baby#broly x black! reader#dbs broly#broly x reader#broly#dbz#the legendary super saiyan
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Day 13: Face Sitting with Broly
Warnings: fem!reader, face sitting, oral (fem receiving)
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His hands could easily snap your thighs, but as he pulls you over his face he is surprisingly gentle. His mouth waters as he smells your pussy, the scent sending jolts of electricity straight to his cock. Broly shudders, letting out a growl, before his soft eyes snap up to meet your gaze.
“Are you sure this is okay?” you ask shyly.
“Perfect,” is his response. Your sweet man had a talent for saying so much with so little. You reach down to push some hair off his forehead, and he purrs at the touch. “You’re so good,” he whispers before leaning in to kiss your mound.
One soft kiss to your pussy led to another and another…Until he was lapping at your core fervently. His large, veiny cock throbs against his stomach but he ignores the feeling. He could reach down to stroke himself, but that would require removing one of his hands from your ass cheeks. That’s not something he’s willing to do. Not when he’s guiding you to grind against his face, and the pace has your eyes rolling back with pleasure. Your swollen clit is rubbing against his nose every time he drags your cunt over his face. He’s lost in the pleasure, almost feral for you.
“Broly, I’m cummin’,” you whine.
He growls in response and finally begins to suckle on your clit. He loves the way you let out a loud moan from the new sensation. You begin grinding a little more intensely on your own accord, your hands tangling in his hair and using his head for leverage. Your thighs tighten and tremble around his head as your orgasm crashes over you.
When you come down, and the fog clears from your mind, you momentarily panic that you’ve suffocated him between your thighs. When you move off of him, his face is red but his pupils are blown wide. Your juices drip from his chin.
“Why’d you stop?” he asks, already reaching for you again.
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Broly headcanons
I Love him and I’m sick of the content drought.
Broly is very quiet. Especially around his s/o. He feels real comfortable in your presence so he doesn’t feel the need to speak unless spoke to, or if he has a question on human customs.
You wanna go to the store? Guess where going to the store now. He follows you everyone whenever he’s not training. He likes your company and doesn’t want you to get hurt when he’s not there.
Plus imagine how funny it is walking around satan city with him. He’s just looking around at everything like a little kid but his resting face probably scares people off. (Insert big sayain carrying small bash of groceries 😭🤍)
Pretty sure he’d love pets and kids by the way. They’re so small and full of energy..he gets super protective over small things and people. Yes it would be a bad decision to leave him completely alone with a real small kid like a baby.
But he’d be so good at just holding them and playing with them for a few moments till you get back. He just lets kids tug at him. Not like it hurts anyways he just sits and makes sure they’re not hurting themselves.
You’d need a bigger house..or bed for him to stay with you. But living with broly is pretty simple. Like I said before he’s real quiet. All you have to worry about is the sayain appetite and goku barging in to train.
I agree with broly having sensory issues as well. He doesn’t really like shirts but if he has to wear em he likes a fabric that isn’t to soft but to scratchy either. He’s not used to super soft textures so it throws him off.
Broly doesn’t really get jealous but he does get protective. He’s confident in his abilities to keep you safe and happy so don’t worry about jealousy. But…he gets agitated when people are to touchy with you. Especially if you start to smell different.
Oh? You wanna cuddle? Ok he’s down. He’s pretty submissive in the relationship but once he gets the hang of things he starts initiating things more. All of a sudden he’s hugging you while you’re trying to cook.
All of a sudden he’s pulling you into his lap. Not to mention…you know you’ve got him if he lets you touch ba. He watches your go to touch ba and doesn’t even think twice he just carries on with what he was doing. Yeah your set. You’ve got him hooked.
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Hihi
Can you write a (Super) Broly x Gender neutral reader?
Broly lives with them, and one day they come home super sad. It turns out one of their loved ones had passed away?
silent comfort
WARNING: Themes of grief and loss
PAIRING: (Super) Broly x Reader
NOTE: Thank you so much for your request! I hope everything is going well and I hope this is okay.
SUMMARY: Broly, living peacefully with you, is unsure how to comfort you when you return home visibly distressed. It isn’t until you reveal that a loved one has passed away that he understands your sorrow.
The sky was dull and gray as you made your way home, the weight of the day pressing heavily on your shoulders. The news still echoed in your mind, turning over again and again, not quite settling in. A loved one, someone you cared about deeply, was gone. You weren’t even sure how to process it yet.
Your steps felt slower than usual as you walked through the door, the familiar warmth of your shared home doing little to ease the ache in your chest. Usually, coming home to Broly was a comfort in itself—his presence always steady, always solid—but today, you felt like you were bringing a storm inside with you.
Broly looked up from his spot on the couch as soon as you entered. His eyes locked onto yours immediately, concern flickering across his usually calm face. He could sense something was off. Broly was sensitive like that, attuned to you in ways most people weren’t.
"Y/N?" His voice was low, that familiar rumble filled with curiosity. He stood up slowly, walking over to you, his large form almost looming but not in a threatening way. Broly was big, sure, but around you, he was always careful. Always gentle. “What’s wrong?”
You swallowed hard, trying to find the words. How could you even start? Your mouth opened, but no sound came out at first. Broly's head tilted slightly as he waited, his expression soft but confused. He didn’t understand yet, but he could tell—there was something in your eyes, something broken.
Finally, you managed to whisper, “I... I lost someone today.”
His eyebrows furrowed, the confusion deepening in his features. “Lost… someone? What do you mean?”
You took a breath, trying to explain. “Someone I love... they passed away. They’re gone. I’ll never see them again.”
The words felt heavier as you spoke them aloud, and you could feel your throat tighten, tears threatening to fall. Broly’s eyes widened slightly in realization. He didn’t say anything right away, but you could tell by the way his expression shifted that something clicked. He understood—at least, on some level—what you were going through.
Broly knew what loss was. He’d lost people too, in ways far more violent, far more destructive. Ba, His father, his home, the life he never got to live. He knew that feeling of something being ripped away, leaving a hole that nothing else could fill.
His massive hand reached out, hesitating for a second before gently resting on your shoulder. His touch was surprisingly tender, considering his size and strength, and you could feel the warmth of his skin against yours. “I... I know what that feels like,” he said quietly, his deep voice softer than usual. “It... it hurts.”
There was a simplicity to his words, but the weight behind them was real. Broly didn’t speak much, but when he did, it was with sincerity. He didn’t need fancy words or long explanations. He understood pain. He understood loss.
You nodded, your head dropping as the tears finally began to spill over. “It does. It really does.”
Broly watched as the tears slid down your face, his eyes filled with a kind of helplessness. He wasn’t used to seeing you like this, and it was clear he didn’t know what to do. But then, slowly, he did the only thing that made sense to him.
Without a word, Broly pulled you into him, wrapping his arms around you. He didn’t crush you, didn’t squeeze too tight, just held you gently against him. His warmth surrounded you, and for a moment, it felt like the world outside didn’t exist. It was just you and Broly, your sadness held close between the two of you.
“I am here,” Broly murmured, his voice rumbling in his chest.
His arms tightened slightly, as if he was afraid that if he let go, you’d disappear too. You leaned into him, letting the solidness of his body ground you. Broly wasn’t great with words, but his actions spoke louder than anything. He was here. He wasn’t going anywhere.
For a long time, neither of you spoke. You just stayed there, held in his embrace, your tears soaking into his compressed shirt as you let the grief flow. Broly didn’t rush you, didn’t try to make you stop. He just held you, his presence a quiet reassurance that, no matter how much you hurt, you weren’t alone.
After what felt like forever, you finally pulled back slightly, wiping your eyes with the back of your hand. “Thank you,” you whispered, your voice hoarse from crying.
Broly shook his head, his expression soft. “You don’t have to thank me.”
He lifted a hand, brushing a stray tear from your cheek with surprising delicacy for someone so strong. His eyes met yours, and there was something vulnerable in his gaze. Broly wasn’t used to dealing with emotions like this, but for you, he was trying. He always tried.
“I’m glad I have you.” you replied softly, resting your hand on his.
Broly’s lips twitched into the faintest hint of a smile, but it quickly faded as he watched your face, still etched with sorrow. He hesitated, clearly wanting to help more but not knowing how.
“If... if you want to talk about them,” he said, stumbling slightly over his words, “I will listen.”
You smiled, more genuinely this time. “Maybe later. Right now, I just... need to be with you.”
Broly nodded, his arms tightening around you once more, pulling you close again. “Okay. Then we’ll stay like this.”
And with that, you let yourself sink into his embrace, the weight of your grief still heavy but a little easier to bear with Broly by your side.
#broly#broly x reader#dragon ball#dragon ball super#dragon ball super broly#dragon ball x reader#oneshot#x reader#tw loss#tw grief#ask#request
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Cuddling With Saiyans Headcanons
author's note: i love snuggles. also once again the character banners you see in this post were created by the amazing @actuallysaiyan!! ❤️
pairings: vegeta x fem!reader, goku x fem!reader, broly x fem!reader, gohan x fem!reader
warnings: snuggles, mentions of nightmares, light nsfw if you squint
is not much of a cuddler, obviously
or is that just what he wants you to think?
Vegeta, like all saiyans, runs hot and will keep you warm if you let him
key being, if you let him
he will never initiate snuggle time
but if you pull him in, or simply ask him to, he folds
he'll scoop you up in those beefy arms and hold you just how you like
he personally likes to be the big spoon, but he'll never even admit he likes spooning at all
if you get up or move around at any point in the night, you've lost your snuggle privileges only because he sleeps so heavily that he won't be up to readjust anytime soon
and when he's up, he's at it and going to start the day's training
so consider your options carefully next time you have to pee and his arms are locked so tightly around you that it's squeezing your bladder for dear life
nine times out of ten, you'll wake up to find Vegeta on top of you, shielding your body with his
even during slumber, his top priority is your safety
Vegeta likes to rub the tip of that sharp nose against you, be it the curve of your neck and shoulder or against your cheek
he doesn't know it, but he used to do that to his mother as well when he was a young boy
playing with Vegeta's hair is the one surefire way to get him to sleep when he otherwise has a hard time doing so
don't start humming though, it makes him angry. he'll start muttering about his pride and how lullabies are for babies
he'd like you to keep giving him the sweet forehead kisses though
Goku is the king of snuggling
he's already always down for a nap, so if you need some quality Goku snuggle time, just get in bed and wait a few minutes
literally, he's got a sixth sense for these things
likes to tuck his face into your neck because you smell good, and he likes nuzzling into your natural smell that lies below the artificial scents you wear
runs like a damn furnace, so always make sure to wear a skimpy pajama set, or nothing at all
don't rile him up though or the snuggling is just gonna have to wait
he snores, but he's so soft about it that it doesn't bother you
Goku rarely ever feels particularly down or sad, but sometimes he does and snuggles are a perfect cure
sit on his lap and he'll take it from there, hiding his face in your chest and slipping his arms around you tightly
play with his hair a bit and he's putty in your hands, especially when you massage the top of his scalp with your nails
eventually he'll tell you what's on his mind, and after you talk it out, he's feeling better but very much still wants to cuddle
Goku does not. let. go. until he's had his fill
so DO NOT cuddle with him if you either haven't gone pee in a while or have errands to run later
he'd let go if you asked of course, but not without giving you those pitiful puppy dog eyes
so don't break his poor lil heart and just keep snuggling with him as long as he wants, okay?
nobody ever died from a lil bit of saiyan cuddling, after all
Broly isn't keen on cuddling at the beginning of your relationship
he actually craves comfort, but physical touch is hard for him to accept since the concept is so foreign to him
that being said, being around you is quite the comfort in itself for Broly, so laying in bed with you already works wonders
slowly he warms up to you, like sleeping just a tad closer than even the night before
he can feel the heat from your body, and the backs of his fingers curiously brush against the soft skin of your arm
he takes your hand in his one night, and keeps holding it even after you fall asleep
you're warm and soft and it's all he's ever wanted in his life
from that point on, he quickly warms up to your touch and is a clingy saiyan like no other
his hold is almost too tight, and when you start to wheeze is when you decide it would be in your best interests to ask him to ease up
but goodness he loves to hold you to his large chest, one hand on your hip and the other at the center of your back
Broly unfortunately suffers from nightmares
and though he'd never hurt you intentionally, it's definitely a risk to be near him when he's having a nightmare
there's nothing much you can do but wait it out and soothe him when he wakes up
he appreciates it nonetheless, and as your bond strengthens they become less frequent
Broly holds you like you're a teddy bear, and oftentimes will just scoop you up from your place and hold you
it is not uncommon to wake up completely on top of him and locked in those big arms
he loves to cuddle but doesn't quite know how to ask for it, so he literally will just pick you up and hold you as he pleases
if you tell him no then he will obviously respect that
broly is very big on consent, ever since you taught him just what it is and he realizes how he's been violated of it his entire life
he's a gentle giant, and you've really expected no less from him when it comes to cuddling
his tail will wrap around you as well, keeping you as close as possible
he does snore, but his sleeping face is cute so it's okay
Gohan can be a bit of a loner, as a result of his eventful childhood
so when he met you, he was cautious yet anxious to have a connection with someone not an alien or batshit insane!
so he takes your relationship slow and sweetly, and when you start staying over at his place or vice versa he is so excited
he's always touching you, kissing you, in general just being so damn sweet on you that he's practically buzzing
and he's internally kicking himself for being so clingy, so when bedtime rolls around he lays completely still
no touching at all
and it takes everything in you not to laugh at this silly, adorable man
when you finally roll over into his side and snuggle up to him, he relaxes and kisses your forehead while moving those deceptively strong arms around you
Gohan likes to rub his hands along your back and gently digs his knuckles in circles against any tense spots
he normally will wear a long sleeve shirt and a soft pair of pj pants to bed, but usually takes his shirt off before falling asleep since his blood runs so hot
likes it when you trace the lines of his abs, and that alone sometimes is the only reason he gets some training in
Gohan likes to watch documentaries before bed and takes great pleasure in explaining things you may not understand in greater detail
you, on the other hand, just like the look on his face when he's excited, so that's why you ask so many questions
your extended knowledge for trivia games as a result is just a nice little side effect
sometimes work and research can get to Gohan, and when you can't get him out of the office you resort to sitting on his lap and tucking his face into your chest
Gohan is literally defenseless against it and will have no choice but to relax against you and take a break
he takes after his father and hardly snores at all
not-so-secretly likes to be the little spoon
when Pan is born, they become the ultimate snuggle buddies and you only feel a little left out because they look so damn precious when they're cuddling
you're still Gohan's favorite though, forever and always
#vegeta x reader#vegeta x you#goku x reader#goku x you#broly x reader#broly x you#gohan x reader#gohan x you#headcanons#fluff#saiyan headcanons#db#dbz#dbs
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Unexpected yet sweet
PAIRING: Goku/Broly/AFAB!Reader. CONTENTS: Explicit Sexual Content, First time, Voyeurism, First time blowjobs, Threesome (F/M/M), Cunnilingus, Double Penetration in Two Holes, Spit as Lube, Unprotected Sex, Implied Cheating. WORDCOUNT: 8813.
Summary:
Normally, if Goku wasn’t there, this would be the part where you’d kiss Broly. Goku was right there, which made things a little uncomfortable.
But maybe it wasn’t so bad.
Notes:
I spent sooo long writing this fic, it's insane. I love threesomes but at the same time they are so difficult to write. I'm still taking one for the team!
There's a lot warnings and heads up: Broly/Goku and Goku/Reader are minor relationships but it's there anyway, the focus is Broly/Reader; the implied cheating is there, but i clarified a lot of things at the end, i just don't wanna spoil the story; this fic has a plot, but imo it's a small plot in comparison, most of it is just porn lmao
Also the reader is a selfish person, I enjoyed writing her lmaooo
Enjoy! Thank you reading this monstruosity lmao
divider by @/adornedwithlight
When Goku brought Broly to stay on Earth for some time, you were curious about what another Saiyan would be like. You had Vegeta, Raditz and Nappa’s images in your head, so you were expecting another callous, ruthless warrior who only wanted to fight no matter what. But instead, Broly was just a sweet man, clueless about the universe and even more so about how relationships worked. He reminded you a bit of Goku when he was a kid, with no idea about social norms.
Bulma had told you about his fight against Goku and Vegeta, and Goku had mentioned some things about the training they sometimes went through on Beerus’ planet. You can only imagine what Broly’s life would have been like before all that, but he seemed unaffected, always calm and easy going.
So you were happy to help, and you let Broly stay in your house when he wasn’t training with Goku and Vegeta. He was gone for the most part, but when he was home, he was curious about everything. It was cute, you could tell he was shy about asking you about things he didn’t understand, but you had no problem in explaining things to him. Like how the stove worked, or why it rained sometimes, or how the plumbing system operated. Explaining that last one to him was a headache because you weren’t even sure about it yourself.
The more time you spent with him, you started wondering about how much he knew about other things. Broly was a grown man who had lived on an isolated planet with his father until very recently, and the only woman he had been around for some time was Cheelai. He couldn’t possibly be a virgin, right? Especially not with those looks. You’re not sure about how attractiveness is perceived in other planets, but he sure was handsome on Earth. Gorgeous, tall and mysterious, that would make any woman and even men go after him. You didn’t ask him about it, but you let the thought dwell on you more than it should.
Goku took him away to train for a few months, and that’s all it took for the desire you had to consume you. Maybe it was wrong to think so much about it, but you couldn’t help it. You had been with Broly for a while now, and you had seen him shirtless a handful of times too, your eyes not too shy to trail over his torso, well defined and covered in scars, until he would put on a shirt or walk away. And his shyness and apparent inexperience made him so much more attractive.
And he must be big too, if his overall appearance was any indication.
After some months away training God knew where, Goku and Broly popped up in your living room, startling you while you were eating.
“I don’t think I’ll ever get used to you showing up like that, Goku.” You told him, clutching your chest tightly.
“Sorry!” Goku apologized with a chortle, eying the snacks in front of you. “Can I have some?”
“Sure…”
You looked over at Broly while Goku basically stuffed his mouth with what used to be your food. He was smiling softly at you, and you returned it, not exactly as soft.
“How was training?”
“Good! Broly keeps getting better at controlling his power.” Goku answered with his mouth full.
“That’s great!”
You kept glancing not so discreetly at Broly as he approached the table, grabbing some of the snacks before Goku could eat them all. At least he was a little more delicate about his eating manners.
“Maybe I should start dinner.” You locked eyes with Goku, and he smiled widely. “Do you want to stay too?”
“Yeah!”
“Won’t Chichi be mad if you’re late?”
“Uh, she kinda got mad when I left some months ago…” Goku scratched the back of his head nervously. “So I don’t wanna go back just yet…”
You smiled, amused. Chichi sure had a handful with Goku as a husband.
You were used to making food for a banquet then, especially with how Broly ate, so you simply doubled up the amount of food this time (leaving your fridge almost empty).
“It’s always nice when I stay to eat at your place, your food is really good!” Goku commented with a grin, rubbing his stomach through his clothes after he had cleaned his plate.
“Thanks. Broly, did you enjoy the food?”
“I did.” He smiled gently. Broly had always been a man of few words, but his smiles worked as a reward.
“Your food is just as good as Chichi’s!” Goku added, eating the few crumbs left on his plate, making you snort.
“Careful, if she knows you said that she’s going to kick your ass.”
“Nah, she won’t care. She’s not that jealous.”
“In what universe is Chichi not jealous?” You stared at him like he was crazy but he ignored you as he walked over to the couch and lied down.
“She’s not! At least she hasn’t said anything to me.”
“Maybe the fact that she doesn’t want you to leave for months should give you a clue?”
“Oh.” Goku looked at you curiously before shrugging. “Well… Chichi understands me.”
“Who’s Chichi?” Broly asked, bringing your attention to him.
“Goku’s wife, she’s a fiery woman.”
“Like you?” He added innocently, and you laughed quietly.
“Me? You think I’m fiery?”
Broly nodded and Goku chortled.
“You sure are!” Goku said, getting even more comfortable on your couch and putting his arms behind his head. “You don’t get mad as often as Chichi, but you have your temper.”
“What does that even mean?”
“I mean, when you do get mad, it is scary. You say a lot of mean words too, way too often sometimes.”
“I-I do not!”
“Yeah, you do.”
You got up from your seat, glaring at Goku, but he wasn’t even looking at you until you went over to his side and poked his chest hard, making him yelp.
“You know, maybe you Saiyans just have a natural talent to piss women off!” You poked Goku’s chest several times, making him groan every time. As if you were actually hurting him. “Even Bulma has to go through this with Vegeta!”
“Ow, stop doing that!” Goku complained, swatting your hand away.
“Do I make you angry, too?” Broly asked in a very quiet voice, standing right behind you. You turned to him, feeling a little guilty.
“No, you don’t make me angry, Broly. What I said just applies to Goku and Vegeta.” You glared playfully at Goku, who just pouted in return.
“But I am gone for a long time too…”
“Well, yeah, but that doesn’t bother me.”
“Because you’re not married.” Goku added, still pouting. “If you were married to her, it would bother her.”
“Well, obviously. I think I would want my husband to spend time with me.” You glanced at Broly with a smile to let him know that you had never been mad at him; he was still looking confused about the conversation. “Not that you have to worry about that! We aren’t even dating, so…”
“What’s ‘dating’?”
“Um…” This conversation was taking a turn you weren’t expecting, so you tried to find the right words to explain that to an alien who probably had no idea about intimacy. “It’s when two people do things together exclusively, like kissing and… other kinds of stuff…”
“Other kinds of stuff?”
You were starting to feel a little awkward. Even Goku was looking at you like he was expecting you to explain further, as if he didn’t know. Well maybe he didn’t, he went straight to the marriage part of a relationship without actually dating.
Normally, if Goku wasn’t there, this would be the part where you’d kiss Broly. It wouldn’t be taking advantage of him or anything if you were just showing him what kissing is, right? But Goku was right there, which made things a little uncomfortable.
But maybe it wasn’t so bad.
Turning to look at Goku briefly, you smiled mischievously. He looked confused, but it made things interesting to have an audience. You only had to think about it for a second before you decided that you didn’t mind at all.
“Broly, do you know what kissing is?” You asked him, taking a step closer. You had to practically strain your neck to look at him.
“Pressing lips together?” He replied, looking at you with curiosity.
“Yeah, have you ever done it?” Broly shook his head in response, and you grinned wickedly. “I’ll show you then.”
You coaxed him to lower his head down a little with your index finger, and he did as you indicated. Putting your hands on his shoulders, you got on your tiptoes and pressed your lips against his softly. You wanted to keep this first kiss as chaste as possible, so that was all it was, lips pressed together, keeping it like that for a few seconds before you pulled away.
Broly looked taken aback, blinking repeatedly, and it made you smile, your chest full with fondness. You wish you could see Goku’s face to check his reaction, but you didn’t dare break the moment you were sharing with Broly. It’s not like he was saying anything anyway.
“How was that?”
“…Soft.” Broly replied, staring directly at your lips.
“Do you want me to show you what other kinds of kisses there are?” Your smile grew even wider.
“There are more?”
You nodded in response, leaning up again and pressing your lips to his once more. You darted out your tongue this time, pressing it softly across his lips to coax him to open them up. When he did, you slid your tongue inside, gently roaming his mouth. Broly was obviously clueless about what to do, but he started mimicking the moves of your tongue, and surprising you when he put his hands on your shoulders, keeping you close.
You broke off the kiss first, happy to realize that he was a quick learner.
“Did you like that?”
“Yes…”
You trailed your hands from his shoulders down his chest slowly, feeling his muscles underneath his tight battle suit. His eyes were on you, your face, then your hands, sliding down to his abdomen.
“When I said ‘other kinds of stuff’,” You explained, keeping your hands still when you reached the pelt around his waist. “I meant kisses in other parts of the body.”
“Other parts…?”
“Yes. Do you want me to show you?” You leaned in a little to whisper your next words. “If you don’t like what I’m doing, you can tell me to stop and I will.”
Broly was at a loss of words, fleeting his eyes between you, and the spectator behind you, who surprisingly hasn’t said a word yet.
“Goku is fine with this,” You reassured him, turning your head to look at the man, still lying on your couch. Goku looked confused, alarmed and intrigued all at once, and it only entertained you more. “Aren’t you, Goku?”
To your amusement, his brows furrowed deep, and his mouth hung open as he struggled to find the right words to say.
“I dunno what you mean…” He finally said, sitting up.
“Well, maybe this would be a good lesson for you too.” You replied wickedly.
You saw Goku swallow, but he remained quiet. When you turned to Broly, he looked even more confused after witnessing your small interaction. Keeping your hands on his abdomen, you got on your tiptoes to whisper your next words, reassuring him once again about your intentions (which aren’t pure at all, but you don’t want to push him into doing this if he wasn’t comfortable).
“I want to show you how good this can be, but we don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.”
Broly only thinks about it for a few seconds, until he finally nods.
“I want to know what you mean.”
Smiling widely, you plant a quick kiss on his lips, before focusing your attention on his lower body. The pelt around his waist is a sensitive topic, so you won’t try to remove it. His pants can go, however.
Going immediately for a blowjob might be overwhelming, so you carefully skim one hand over his clothed crotch. Even through the fabric, you could tell how well endowed he was, which wasn’t a surprise at all; of course someone who had such a body would have a dick commensurable to its owner. Broly kept his eyes on you, still confused, until you watched him close his eyes, reacting to your touch as a small sigh left his lips.
Completely pleased with yourself, you grinned. Sneaking your hand inside his pants was a challenge, but you managed to pull them down enough to free his already hard cock. You couldn’t help but stare; you knew he was big, but this seems like a challenge in itself for you. When you wrapped your hand around it, your fingers didn’t even touch. It was going to be an incredibly tight fit if he was ever going to slide his length inside your body. You weren’t even sure that was going to happen yet; Broly was completely charming and you didn’t want to hurt his feelings and your relationship by pushing him into this so soon.
But then again, most people did not have their first sexual contact with a spectator.
Moving your hand over his dick slowly and gently as Broly let out small noises that gave away his enjoyment, you took a peek at Goku, who was still sitting by the couch, awfully quiet. You tried to keep in your chuckle when you saw he was staring at you with wide eyes, obviously perplexed at your actions. His eyes locked with yours and you winked, making him flush instantly.
You had never felt so powerful, it was weirdly arousing.
Sliding your free hand up Broly’s neck and over his cheek, he opened his eyes slightly to watch you with hazy eyes. You stroked his cheek with your thumb, keeping up your ministrations on his length. You reassured him wordlessly with your smile before sinking to your knees in front of him.
He only looked a little surprised about what you were doing, but he was unable to focus due to your hand still stroking him. You kept your eyes on his face, gauging his reaction as a musky scent filled your senses; he just came back from training, but you didn’t mind it. In any case, it just egged you on. When you pressed the first kiss on the tip, his cheeks glowed red at the sight. You smiled cheekily, kissing up and down his dick, never breaking eye contact.
You knew Broly must have been obviously confused by the new sensation, so you tried to maintain eye contact as much as possible as you dragged your lips over the warm skin. Once you wrapped your lips around the head, a sharp gasp escaped his lips. He hunched down when you swirled your tongue around, grunting low when you slid your lips down his cock. Your hand worked what you couldn’t fit as you sucked softly on the head, and his hips soon started jerking against your hand and mouth.
For a second you hoped that he wouldn’t just start thrusting, you weren’t sure you would survive that, with his impressive size and the fact that he’s a Saiyan. A Saiyan whose first time is with you, nonetheless. At least Goku sitting behind you was reassuring. You wished you could see what he was doing, hopefully he was enjoying the little show.
Your gaze never left his as you moved your head back and forth, meeting your hand in the middle. Broly could not keep quiet, the groans and grunts he was letting out turned you on just as much as having his cock in your mouth. You just never heard him make noises like those. Your name was also slipping from his lips, and you looked up at him with adoration just as his dick started twitching.
His hips bucked involuntarily into your mouth, his cock sliding deeper, and you couldn’t help but gag a little, not expecting it at all. You did not expect the hand on your head either, fingers tangling in your hair as he came abruptly with a loud growl. The tip was grazing your throat, and you had no choice but to swallow, your hands holding tightly onto his hips until the last drop of cum left his dick.
His orgasm had taken you off guard, and when he slowly pulled out, you couldn’t help but cough. You should advise him to warn you next time.
“I-I’m sorry…” Broly’s hoarse voice caught your attention.
He was looking at you with regret in his eyes, and you softened your gaze on him.
“It’s okay…” You smiled at him, running a hand up and down his thigh.
You sat back on the floor as you both tried to catch your breath; Broly seemed like the one who was the most out of it, eyes closed and chest heaving, which you found endearing.
But you hadn’t forgotten about the voyeur in the room.
Turning around with lust clouding your gaze, you were thrilled when you found the same look in Goku’s eyes, albeit with more confusion and surprise in them. But your eyes immediately settled on the hand he had over his crotch. Your actions had affected him as well, just like you hoped.
With a mischievous smile, you crawled all the way to the couch, locking eyes with Goku as you settled in between his legs. You were glad he wasn’t rejecting you so far; even through the perplexed look on his face, he stared at you with wide eyes and a vibrant blush on his cheeks.
When you put your hands on his knees, he flinched. You didn’t want to push him into anything, so you tested the waters, slowly dragging your hands up his thighs, feeling the fabric of his pants. The hand on his crotch didn’t move until you reached for it, gently putting it away, immediately noticing the bulge through his clothes. You really tried not to break eye contact, but you were more than just curious then. You wordlessly asked for permission to open his sash, and when Goku only gaped at you, you went for it.
“You want some too, Goku?” You purred with a dark smile, hooking your fingers on his pants to tug them down, anxious to see him in all his glory.
Goku’s flustered face did not put you off, quite the contrary; it only served to egg you on even more, excited to see what kind of other expressions you could make him do.
It was surprising he hadn’t done anything to stop you at all, and while he was obviously embarrassed, his eyes had a curious glint, eager to see what you were about to do. You didn’t expect Goku to be like this, his easy going and sometimes even clueless demeanor made him seem like a child even though he was already a grandfather. He couldn’t be ignorant about intimacy. He was a good actor, that’s the conclusion you came up with.
Not wanting to delay things any further, you tug down his pants along with his underwear. His erection bounced free, and you eyed it hungrily. Goku may not have been as big as Broly, but his size was still impressive, thick and long enough to make your mouth water. You wrapped your fingers around it, slowly stroking up and down, and Goku let out a soft grunt, eyes falling shut as you kept moving your hand.
You quickly guided his length towards your mouth, wrapping your lips around the head and sucking softly. Swirling your tongue around, and moving your hand over the rest of his cock, Goku kept making noises with each of your moves, not as ashamed anymore. So much better like that, because you hadn’t forgotten about the shy Saiyan whom you’d pleasured just minutes ago.
Popping off Goku’s dick, you locked eyes with him, reassuring him with a hand on his cheek, before turning towards the other man.
Broly was still flushed on his cheeks, mouth hanging open and brows furrowed in curiosity. He had already tucked himself back in his pants, to your disappointment, but no matter, you could still take them off later on. With a smize, you beckoned him with a finger to make him kneel down in front of you, which he did eagerly, with hands resting on his knees. He reminded you then of an obedient but very enthusiastic dog. It was an inevitable comparison; he was even looking at you with a wide-eyed gaze.
“You’re okay with this, Broly?” You asked him with a hand on top of his to comfort him, just in case.
“Yes…” He still seemed confused, but his eyes gave away his intrigue, as he eyed you up and down, before averting them towards Goku.
You didn’t catch any kind of hesitance in him, so you moved along with what you had in mind. Pulling down your pants, you kicked them off somewhere on the floor. Your eyes were on Broly, watching his every reaction as you proceeded to slowly take off your panties. Your attention was on him, cautious since he’s never done anything sexual before; but you could feel Goku’s eyes on you as you got undressed.
The cool air hit your pussy, and you realized you were wetter than you expected. Sitting on the floor and spreading your legs, you ran your fingers over your entrance, showing Broly how to touch you as you presented yourself to him.
“This is something that people do intimately too.” You explained in a breathy voice. You were idly stroking your folds, but it was exciting to have such a cute audience. When you pressed your fingers to your clit, your breath hitched. “Do you wanna try?”
Broly was frowning in deep concentration, and he couldn’t have been cuter if he tried. He nodded eagerly, with still a tint of pink on his cheeks as he got closer. You turned around, getting on all fours, letting him still have access to you while you gave Goku some attention as well.
Looking at Broly over your shoulder, you saw him stare at your entrance with intensity as he ran his hand over it, making you flinch. He was treating you with tenderness, aware of how fragile you were in comparison to him. He mimicked your previous actions, stroking you with his fingers, making you moan as he pressed them against your clit.
Humming contently, knowing Broly was a fast learner, you turned to Goku fully. He leered at you, confusion no longer in his gaze as you inched a little closer. The grin he showed you made your insides stir with desire. He was enjoying this just as much as you were.
“Where were we?” You asked him with a playful smile.
“Sucking my cock?”
You couldn’t help your eyes opening wide at such words leaving his lips. You didn’t expect that kind of talk from Goku of all people.
“I knew you weren’t as innocent as you pretended to be.” You grinned.
Goku chortled, his usual laughter sounding darker than normal, given the current situation.
Wrapping your hand around his length, you dragged your tongue all the way up the underside before lapping at his head. Goku groanedgazing at you with dark eyes as you flattened your tongue on the slit.
Taking him fully inside your mouth, you moaned as you felt Broly rub your clit insistently, making your legs twitch. It was a difficult task, pleasuring Goku while you were being touched, Broly’s callous fingers making you feel really good, despite their inexperience. But if anything, he was eager to please you, and curious about your body, his other hand fondling your behind, squeezing your ass as he ran his fingers up and down your folds.
You weren’t ready for the sensation of something wet and warm against your clit, and you jumped, eyes wide open as you popped off Goku’s cock to gasp. Broly had licked you, without any incentive, and you were embarrassed by the sudden touch, but thrilled that he had done that all by himself. Well, you did say people kissed each other in intimacy.
You didn’t have a chance to compliment him for that action before Goku pushed your head down onto his dick again, making you swallow him whole.
That was unexpected too.
Your toes curled, fire rapidly growing in your belly, so turned on by the boldness in both of your partners. You moaned gladly around Goku’s cock, focusing on pressing your tongue on the underside as you slowly bobbed your head up and down. He’d began to carefully thrust into your mouth, ever so slightly hitting the back of your throat as he groaned low and deep.
Was this something he did with Chichi? You couldn’t believe how abrasive Goku was; he wasn’t fucking your mouth, but he wasn’t really letting you pull your head back either, his hips jerking up to seek more of you as he threaded his fingers in your hair. This was a side of him you never thought about, but you weren’t complaining at all, feeling so wet, your slick dripped down your legs.
Broly was taking care of that, and he was anything if not earnest, running his tongue over your folds and collecting your wetness in his tongue, tasting you. You regret not being in a position to see his face, but you hope this was something he’d want to try again once you’re alone. He was obviously guiding his moves by your reactions; every time his tongue grazed your clit, your legs quivered, and you moaned around Goku’s dick. But he didn’t solely focus his attention there, and he wasn’t shy about licking you all over.
The heat in your abdomen grew tighter as Broly keenly ate you out, and the sounds coming from Goku’s lips spurred you on and made you want to suck him off more. You moved your head up and down faster, gliding your lips over the hot skin of his cock, the tip stroking your throat over and over. He grunted, tugging at your hair, thrusting up into your mouth with urgency.
Goku came with a growl, spilling cum down your throat as he kept your head pressed down, forcing you to swallow. You inevitably choked as he rode out his orgasm, shallowly thrusting into you a few times before letting go of you.
You slid his cock out of your mouth with a wet pop, gasping for air and resting your head on his thigh. It was so hard to focus on anything because Broly still had his mouth on you, and your throat ached from the strain of two consecutive blowjobs, but fuck if you weren’t so excited to be with both of them. You hadn’t even come yet.
Your gasps and mewls made Broly pull back, and you groaned, exhausted but frustrated that he stopped.
“Are you okay?” Broly asked, obviously concerned. Bless his heart.
You turned your head to offer him a tired smile, comforted by Goku’s hand on your head as he petted you.
“She likes what we’re doing, don’t ya?” Goku asked, teasingly pinching your ear, and you shivered in response.
“Yeah…” You cleared your throat, embarrassed to notice how weak you sounded. “I’m ok, more than ok…”
Admittedly, you were a bit exhausted, your legs trembling from kneeling down so much, but at least you had a carpet that soothed the burn on your knees.
You yelped in surprise as Goku effortlessly picked you up, settling you on his lap with your back pressed to his chest. You flushed, a little shy, when he opened up your legs with his hands on your thighs, showing off your wet entrance to Broly, who was looking at the both of you with amazement in his eyes.
You dragged out a loud moan when Goku’s fingers found your clit, rubbing it harshly.
“She likes it when you touch her here.” Goku explained, keeping up with his moves, and making the fire in your abdomen grow swiftly once again.
You couldn’t believe Goku was even doing these things, but you liked it. A lot.
When his fingers left you, you sighed, annoyed that he toyed with you like that just because. You glared at him from the side, but he only snickered, squeezing your thigh. Biting your lip, you met Broly’s eyes, urging him to keep doing what he was doing before.
“Broly, please…”
He nodded at once, inching closer until he was face to face with your pussy. His ignorance made him less shy about the whole situation, and you wondered momentarily if you were pushing him too far. After all, this is a threesome, and you’re not sure if most people would prefer the first time to be with two people at once. But you were the focus, and that just made you more greedy for their attention.
Broly’s lips found your clit once more, suckling softly on your skin. You moaned, legs twitching in response as you propped your feet on his shoulders to steady yourself. He kept his eyes on you, and you noticed that dark gleam in them. Pure unfiltered lust, even when he probably didn’t know what that was. This was a side that only you were witnessing. You and Goku alone.
Goku sneaked his hands underneath your shirt, pushing it up along with your bra to massage your breasts. You whimpered when he pinched your nipples, sending jolts of pleasure through your body. He kissed and bit your neck, adding fuel to the flames inside you.
Your moans got louder as you got closer to the edge, hips moving on their own accord against Broly’s face, seeking more of him, as Goku kept roughly fondling your breasts. You were so close, you’ve been so aroused for what seemed like hours, and you wanted to come, with both of them pressed close to you.
Your body trembled in delight when you came, whimpering and gasping as your hips stuttered and your vision turned white. Broly didn’t let up, his tongue moving along your folds and your clit, helping you ride out your peak. Goku peppered kisses on your shoulder, hands soothing your sides as you slowly came down from your high.
“Wa-Wait, Broly…” You mumbled, as he kept his mouth on you, despite the fact that you came. Your body shivered, overstimulated, and you softly tugged at his hair. “It’s too much…”
Looking up at you with curiosity, he pulled back. Half his face was covered with your slick, and his cheeks were flushed. How can he look so adorable yet insanely hot?
“Did I hurt you?”
“No, it’s just… I need a little break…”
He nodded, running his tongue over his lips with a smile.
“You taste good.”
“Thanks…” You blushed, averting your eyes to the side.
Goku’s playful eyes caught yours, and he chortled at your reaction. You slapped his arm, not nearly strong enough to hurt him (not that you even could), but he whined anyway.
You were caught off guard when Goku’s hand found the skin in between your legs again, making you jolt. And you yelped, even more perplexed, when his fingers slid further down and pressed against your rear entrance.
“Broly, you have to get her ready here too.” Goku said, voice low.
“Get her ready?” He frowned, puzzled.
Goku toyed with the skin, pressing the tip of his finger until it slid inside you. You gasped, startled that it had glided in so easily, even when his fingers were wet with your release. He moved it tenderly in and out, and you felt embarrassed beyond repair with how intensely Broly was staring.
You didn’t have this in mind before, but you weren’t opposed to the idea, so you remained quiet. Or as quiet as you could, given that you had a finger up your ass.
Once you were loose enough, Goku eased another finger in. The first one wasn’t uncomfortable, but having two digits inside made you feel the stretch, so you whined, squeezing your eyes shut.
“You’re hurting her.” Broly said, putting a firm hand over Goku’s.
You looked at him, heart fluttering in your chest when you saw concern written all over his face.
Before Goku could speak, you reached for both of their hands.
“It’s ok, it feels weird at first, but it gets better.” You reassured him, as Goku slid his hand out. He pressed a kiss to your shoulder, and you smiled, happy with the small display of affection, before locking eyes with Broly. “Do you wanna get me ready? You just have to do what Goku was doing.”
Broly nodded, hands reaching for you, as you instructed him softly.
“You have to wet your fingers, or it’ll hurt for real. And do it one at a time, until you have four fingers inside.”
Four fingers would be necessary for either of them anyway.
Glancing at your face before focusing on the private parts of your body, Broly wetted his finger with the slickness of your folds before gliding one finger easily inside. It was only seconds later until he added a second, and you felt the stretch again. His fingers were surely thicker.
As you got used to the sensation, Goku wiped his fingers on your shirt before settling on your entrance again. He tenderly stroked your clit, making you gasp, still sensitive from your orgasm.
It was difficult to stay still with both of their hands on you, your hips bucking into the sensation ever so slightly. Goku’s renewed hard-on poking your lower back was incredibly distracting, too. You never imagined you’d ever be in this position, you wondered if you should even be ashamed you swayed someone as innocent as Broly like this. You were already a bit embarrassed of your current position, whimpering quietly as Broly slid in another finger, and Goku rubbed your clit steadily before gliding in two fingers inside you.
It didn’t take long until Broly had four fingers in, and while it was still really awkward, you couldn’t wait anymore.
“That’s enough, Broly.” You whispered sweetly, patting his head.
He looked at you with hazy eyes, leaning into your touch as he slid out his fingers. Goku withdrew his hand at the same time, planting a kiss on your neck as you felt him shift behind you.
You gasped in surprise when Goku stood up, holding you in his arms.
“Come on, Broly, let’s move over to the carpet.” Goku instructed him cheerily as if it was his own house.
He laid you down on the carpet, kneeling beside you and tugging at your shirt to take it off. He threw it over his shoulder as you got rid of your bra, finally being completely bare in front of them. You blushed then, inhibited that you were naked while both Broly and Goku still had their clothes on.
Broly sat down next to you, looking at you softly and curiously, roaming your naked body with his eyes. You noticed immediately his erection straining his pants; it was hard not to when his suit was so tight, and he had probably been like this for a while. Through all the lust and the haze you were currently in, you wanted to still be considerate of him, to reassure him.
“There’s some other things left for us to do.” Taking his hand into yours, you stared into his eyes. “If you’re not comfortable, let us know.”
“This is gonna be fun, Broly.” Goku added with a grin. “You’re gonna like it!”
You rolled your eyes at Goku’s tone but couldn’t contain your own grin when Broly smiled in return. Before you could even reach for the pelt around his waist, Broly got rid of it himself, untying it and adjusting it on the floor for you, pulling gently at your hand to help you lie down.
Your heart skipped several beats as you watched him treat you so delicately, sharing something so important to him like his pelt with you. You wanted to keep him forever.
“You should be the one lying down, Broly.” Goku interrupted your thoughts, before you could get too comfortable.
With an eyebrow raised, you let Goku take the lead, moving to the side as Broly did as he was told, still confused. Goku removed his clothes in record time, making you giggle with his eagerness as he guided you to straddle Broly’s hips. His erection graced your inner thigh, and the twitch in his eyebrows didn’t go unnoticed; Broly kept his gaze fixated on you, eyes clouded with affection and something you recognized as lust. You soothed him with a hand on his cheek, caressing him softly, letting him know you cared.
When Goku leaned over and captured Broly’s lips with his own, you couldn’t contain your gasp. Unexpected yet sweet and brief, Goku turned to you with a smile once he pulled away, kissing you swiftly as well. Surprise stayed on your features even as he positioned himself behind you, with hands on your waist, rubbing your skin.
Prompting your hands on Broly’s chest, you rocked your hips over his erection, his cock sliding between your folds, getting coated in your slick. You hummed softly, thrilled when you saw the vein in Broly’s neck pop up. Goku’s hands halted your moves, guiding your hips until Broly’s cock was grazing your pussy, and then helping you sink into him.
You shakily moaned, delighted and in pain due to his size. He wasn’t even fully inside you yet, but the stretch was already making you tremble; no matter how many kisses and caresses Goku was giving you to comfort you, you were concerned he wasn’t actually going to fit. Broly groaned underneath you, head thrown back as his hands on your thighs gripped you firmly.
“Doing okay?” Goku asked with a kiss to your jaw.
“Yeah…”
He hummed in response, wasting no time to press three fingers to your rear entrance. It wasn’t uncomfortable since you had been prepped, but you were a little nervous with having both of them at the same time.
Broly’s hands sliding up and down your thighs made you focus your gaze on him, his eyes still held so much affection for you that it made your heart skip several beats.
“You’re beautiful.” He whispered with flushed cheeks, and you couldn’t help but smile.
Your trust in these two men was stronger than your own nerves. You knew well that they wouldn’t hurt you under any circumstances, and would always listen to your pleas.
When Goku pressed the head of his cock to your ass, you closed your eyes, breathing in deeply once he started pushing in. He wasn’t as large as Broly, but his dick was not small by any means. Inhaling and exhaling steadily, you tried to focus on anything else except the strain; intimidated you might be torn in half by both of these men, yet at the same time, it was exhilarating to have them both inside you.
Once Goku’s cock was fully sheathed inside your ass, you couldn’t stop trembling. Your muscles called for a little break, but there was no way you were going to tell either of your lovers to stop.
“Are you okay?” Broly’s deep yet quiet voice asked.
“I just need a minute…” You muttered.
When you opened your eyes, you noticed the strain on Broly’s face and it nearly made you panic; you didn’t want him to lose control then. His face was red, muscles in his jaw and neck popping. As if he was doing everything in his power to stay calm.
“She feels amazing, right?” Goku’s calm voice came out near your ear, making you shiver. “You don’t wanna hurt her, Broly. She’s doing this for us and she trusts us.”
Goku’s hands held you firmly by the waist, and affection bloomed inside you.
Broly face relaxed soon enough as he steadied his breathing, his digits rubbing your thighs in a soothing manner. You let out a loud sigh, relieved that Goku seemed to know Broly just as much as you did. You caressed Broly’s cheek, humming when he leaned into your touch.
“You can move now.”
With a firm grip on your waist, Goku pressed another kiss to your cheek as he started moving, gently sliding his cock in and out of your asshole. You whimpered quietly, barely moving your hips but enough to feel Broly’s cock throbbing against your walls.
Broly probably didn’t know exactly what to do, but his eyes were hooded, gazing at you with stars in them the more you moved over his length. His body reacted naturally after a few moments, hips jerking up into you, his dick pushing inside you just at the same time Goku’s cock did. The sensation of having both of them rubbing against you, pressing into every sensitive spot made you see sparkles dance behind your lids, and you let out a long loud moan.
“You like that?” Broly asked, with a hint of insecurity in his voice.
“Yes.” You replied immediately, nodding your head to reassure him he wasn’t hurting you. “Keep going.”
Broly hummed in response, holding your hips firmly as he started to move his hips. His thrusts were gentle, and so were Goku’s, but your previous orgasm had left you sensitive, and the size of their members was enhancing every sensation. Their moves took a minute to match, Goku sliding in when Broly glided out. Heat bloomed quickly in your abdomen, making you moan louder each time.
Goku’s hands slid up towards your chest, groping your breasts and squeezing them rather roughly as he picked up the pace of his thrusts, snapping his hips against your ass. You were glad both of them were firmly holding you, Broly digging his fingers into the flesh of your hips and making it hurt a bit, but you didn’t mind; you were afraid you might slip away from their touch if they didn’t hold onto you tight enough.
“You feel so good…” Goku panted against your ear, tweaking your nipples, earning a sharp mewl from you.
You were so full; no matter that you had gotten used to them, the sensation of being so thoroughly filled made the skin between your legs throb and the heat in your abdomen expand. Pleasure traveled through your veins, getting you closer and closer to the edge of what you knew was going to be a powerful orgasm.
Broly was the one who picked up the pace first, and you could tell by the look in his eyes, soft yet drunk with lust, that he had never felt anything similar. Your warm walls contracted around him in response, and the guttural sound that rumbled from his chest turned you on even more, arousal dripping from your hole down his cock and thighs.
Goku grunted lowly, nibbling at your neck, as he matched Broly’s rhythm. As he gripped your waist, you briefly pondered on the thought of how unbelievably hot Goku was; he was your friend and you couldn’t believe the sounds that left his lips, and that his hard cock was eagerly slamming into your ass.
You couldn’t focus on much more once both Broly and Goku’s thrusts turned uneven. You were quickly reduced to a moaning mess, mewls and breathy gasps spilling out as their hips snapped against you. Broly’s fingers were digging sharply into the skin of your thighs to the point of being painful, but it only added to your pleasure. As your mind slipped into a haze, you couldn’t decipher where any of them ended and you began.
Goku’s callous fingers stroking your clit was the final straw you needed to be pushed over the edge. You shuddered uncontrollably as your orgasm, stronger than any other you had before, washed over you. Stars danced behind your lids as any thought you might have had left your mind, a stuttered moan spilling from your lips.
Their unrelenting thrusts prolonged your state, and your body couldn’t stop shaking. The strain of every single muscle of your body proved to be too much; if they weren’t holding you so steadily, you would have collapsed already.
Your brain was blank, only registering the pleasure in your body, but tiredness was soon overtaking every sensation. You were afraid you might faint.
Broly’s sharp growl made you tremble before he spilled his load inside your warm pussy. Your mouth hung open, feeling completely filled to the brim as he kept sliding his cock in and out, as if making sure not one drop went to waste.
Triggered by Broly’s orgasm, Goku groaned in your ear, ramming into your ass before he bit down hard on your neck. A gasp left your lips when you felt his cum spilling inside you.
It was a strange, completely new yet not unpleasant sensation to have two Saiyans come inside you. As Goku kept pumping his cock inside you, riding out his orgasm, you were already considering doing this again.
The soreness on your muscles after they have both pulled out was also new. Nothing similar to it, not even working out could prepare you for how immediately exhausted you felt afterwards. Collapsing on Broly’s chest, you panted, trying to catch your breath and stay awake to enjoy a little of the afterglow.
“Are you okay?” Broly asked, surprisingly soothing hands patting your back.
Oh, he was so adorable.
“I’m alright.” Your voice was squeaky, which wasn’t helping your attempt at trying to reassure Broly that you were in fact alright.
Goku’s hands rubbed your thighs before you felt him move behind you. A cold, damp cloth smoothed over your skin moments later when you realized it was Goku who was cleaning you.
“You’re not hurt?” He asked as his hands lightly pressed on your thighs and butt. Goku had always been a sweetheart, and it pleased you to no end to know he was still like that after sex.
“I’m just a little tired, that’s all.”
You knew your pussy and ass were going to be incredibly sore in the next few hours, but you could handle it; there was no need to make them worry.
Rolling over onto the carpet on the floor, you watched Goku clean Broly with a towel as well, a sight that softened your heart. Broly seemed confused as to what was going on, but he didn’t question it, only keeping his gaze on Goku as he diligently cleansed his body.
“I didn’t think you were this considerate, Goku.” You mentioned when he brought water for the three of you.
“Chichi taught me to do this because she’s always exhausted after we have sex.” He replied merrily.
You looked at him cautiously at the mention of his wife’s name.
You weren’t going to delude yourself into thinking you had forgotten that he was married since the beginning (this whole affair came to be partly because Goku talked about his wife and their love life), but now that he had brought her up, you weren’t sure how to react.
Chichi was an amazing wife, and as weariness began to settle, so did guilt. It was going to be awkward for you to even look her in the eye after this encounter.
“She sometimes asks for massages too,” Goku said, looking at you carefully. “Do you want them?”
“No, it’s okay…”
“Then why do you look uncomfortable? Are you okay?”
Both Broly’s and Goku’s eyes focused on you, and heat raised to your face.
“Just… Chichi is a great woman.” You said as you brought water to your lips.
“Yeah!” Goku replied right away with a smile. “Can’t wait to see what she says when I tell her about this.”
You splurted on the glass that was touching your lips, drenching your face.
“Why on earth would you ever tell her about this?!” You yelled, startling both men. “Are you insane?!”
“Why-Why wouldn’t I?” Goku asked, raising his hands up as if he was trying to protect himself from your words. A valid reaction considering all the thoughts that were racing through your head.
“What the fuck do you mean ‘why would I’?! Do you wanna be killed?! Do you want her to kill me?!”
“What are you talking about?”
“What am I-” You couldn’t bring yourself to finish the question, trying to even your breath instead.
Broly was looking at the both of you as if he was witnessing a tennis match, confused but completely entertained by the exchange.
“Why shouldn’t I tell her?” Goku asked, bemused.
“Because you did something that is not cool, Goku! We did something that is not cool!”
“What?”
“You cheated on her!” You screamed again, embarrassed. “You slept with another woman!”
“Oh!” Goku seemed to finally understand your point, and he pondered on your words before speaking again, in a surprisingly cheerful tone: “That’s no big deal.”
“What?” You asked through gritted teeth, exasperated.
“It’s no big deal.”
“What in the-”
“We do it all the time!”
You gaped at Goku as if he had suddenly grown two heads, taking a moment to process the words he was actually saying. In the end you could only mutter one word, in the most confused tone:
“What?”
“We do it all the time.” He repeated, quirking an eyebrow.
“I’m gonna need more than that.”
“We sleep with other people all the time.”
“What? I mean… What are you talking about?”
Goku looked at you, as if it was you who was spewing nonsense instead of the other way around.
“What I just said! It’s no big deal, we do it every once in a while and we tell each other about it.” When he noticed your expression, he went on. “We don’t do it with just anyone either! A few times, we slept with Vegeta and Bulma, I think those are-”
“You did what?!”
“What?” Goku asked, startled.
“You slept with Vegeta? And Bulma?”
“Yeah!”
“Oh my God…”
You held your head in your hands, in shock at the revelation Goku had just thrown at you.
You were definitely not going to be looking anyone in the eye after this, not with this information you had on you.
There were so many questions invading your mind, but in favor of letting your brain rest, you decided to push him for answers no further.
“I should take a shower and get going.” Goku said, once he noticed you had settled down. “Will you be okay?”
“Yes, I’ll be fine.” You sighed, offering him a small smile.
“Good, I had fun!”
He kneeled down in front of you, planting a sweet peck on your lips before pulling away and briefly pressing his lips to Broly’s as well.
You watched Goku merrily walking to the bathroom before turning to Broly. You were hoping he had fun, but after that last conversation with Goku, you knew he must have been confused as hell.
“What was that?” Broly asked before you could open your mouth.
“Um… I don’t know how to explain.” He only blinked as he stared at you, probably waiting for anything you might say, but you weren’t so sure where to start. “Goku and Chichi just… understand each other.”
Broly seemed to only dwell on your words for a few seconds before nodding.
“I’ll explain everything better to you some other time.” You smiled, tugging at his arm to make him lie down next you on the carpet, which he easily complied. “Did you enjoy what we did?”
“Yes…” Broly smiled widely at you, making your heart swell in your chest. “Does this mean we are ‘dating’?”
“Do you want us to be?” You asked cautiously. You should explain what dating meant as well, since the vague definition you gave earlier was not enough.
But you weren’t going to say no if Broly wanted to date you.
“If we can keep doing what we did earlier, then yes.”
“So you only want sex?” You asked, a little amused.
“No, I like the kisses too.”
Oh, you were melting for this gigantic man who spoke so softly.
“Okay, babe, we are dating then.” You grinned, your heart beating happily inside your ribcage.
“What about Goku? Is he dating us too?”
You were going to kill Goku for confusing Broly more than necessary after all that confession he made earlier.
“No, he isn’t. He has his own wife.”
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The early morning sun cast a golden glow over the rugged landscape, bathing the mountains and forests in a warm light. You stretched lazily, feeling the soft rustle of the leaves under you. Life on Vampa had been harsh at first, but with Broly by your side, it had become a place of unexpected peace and beauty.
You glanced to your left and saw Broly already awake, his towering figure silhouetted against the rising sun. He was tending to Ba, the giant creature who had become more of a friend than a pet. Broly’s gentle hand patted Ba’s head, and you couldn’t help but smile at the tender sight.
“Good morning,” you called out, your voice breaking the serene silence.
Broly turned to you, his stern face softening into a warm smile. “Good morning,” he replied, his deep voice rumbling like distant thunder. He made his way over to you, his steps surprisingly light for someone of his size.
“How did you sleep?” he asked, sitting down beside you. Despite his imposing size, Broly always made sure to be careful around you, his movements deliberate and gentle.
“Like a rock,” you replied with a chuckle. “This place is starting to feel like home.”
Broly’s eyes sparkled with happiness at your words. “I’m glad,” he said softly. “I want you to be happy here.”
You reached out, taking his large hand in yours. “I am happy, Broly. Because I’m with you.”
He blushed slightly, a rare but endearing sight. Broly wasn’t used to affection, having spent most of his life in isolation or conflict. But with you, he was learning to embrace the softer emotions.
The two of you spent the morning exploring the surrounding area. Broly showed you a hidden waterfall he had discovered, the crystal-clear water cascading down into a serene pool. The sound of the water was soothing, and you sat together on a rock, simply enjoying each other’s company.
As the day grew warmer, you decided to take a break and have lunch. You had packed some simple food, and Broly had caught some fresh fish from a nearby stream. Cooking over an open fire, you shared stories and laughter.
In the afternoon, you ventured further into the forest. Broly’s protective nature was evident as he guided you through the dense foliage, ensuring you didn’t stumble or get hurt. His keen senses picked up on any potential dangers long before you did, and you felt safe knowing he was always looking out for you.
At one point, you came across a clearing filled with wildflowers. The vibrant colors and sweet scents were enchanting, and you couldn’t resist picking a few to make a small bouquet. Broly watched you with a tender expression, his eyes filled with love.
“You like flowers?” he asked, his curiosity genuine.
“I do,” you replied, holding out the bouquet to him. “Here, for you.”
Broly’s eyes widened in surprise, and he took the flowers with a gentle touch. “Thank you,” he said softly, his voice thick with emotion. “No one’s ever given me flowers before.”
You smiled, reaching up to brush a lock of hair from his face. “There’s a first time for everything.”
As the sun began to set, you returned to your makeshift home. Broly had built a sturdy shelter for the two of you, using his immense strength to create a safe haven. Inside, it was cozy and warm, filled with little touches that made it uniquely yours.
That evening, as the stars began to twinkle in the night sky, you sat outside with Broly, wrapped in a blanket. He held you close, his arm around your shoulders, and you rested your head against his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart.
“I never thought I could be this happy,” Broly murmured, his voice a gentle rumble.
You looked up at him, your eyes meeting his. “You deserve all the happiness in the world, Broly. You have such a kind heart.”
He kissed the top of your head, his lips warm and soft. “And I’m happiest when I’m with you.”
The two of you sat in comfortable silence, watching the stars and simply enjoying the moment. No words were needed to express the depth of your love for each other.
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Hello! I'm loving Legendary and I really like how you write Broly. Would it be too much to ask for some Broly headcanons with a short s/o? Thank you very much 🥺
I'm so glad you're enjoying Legendary! I love writing for Broly so enjoy some Broly x short reader headcanons!
-Of course, Broly finds you absolutely adorable. He loves to pick you up and spin you around when he hugs you. He finds your height "fascinating".
-Broly loves to plant kisses on the top of your head. It's only a slight lean down for him.
-of course, head pats are an essential part of his affection.
-He likes it when you squeeze his arm or wrist to grab his attention, it makes him blush.
-Broly would definitely move everything in the kitchen onto lower shelves for you to reach, however, he never minds helping you reach things that are too high up.
-he had no idea how much he liked physical affection until he met you. You fit perfectly in his arms and he loves holding you.
-he's such a simp for you
-when you're tired he doesn't mind piggybacking you to where you guys need to go. It gives you an excuse to grip onto his large shoulders and touch his muscly arms.
-Vegeta likes to make fun of your height when Broly introduces you to the group - however of course he's one to talk.
#dragon ball#dragon ball z#anime#fanfic#dbz#broly#broly x reader#broly headcanons#short reader#broly x short reader
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🎲 and Broly
Don't know if I'm too late haha
2/3 - Prompt
A kiss to the back of the neck.
Warning: M/18+. MINORS DNI. explicit language
Broly thinks to himself, pushing his nose into the crest of your head and taking in your blissful scent. ‘Are you really just for me?’ He lets out a slow, deep breath and closes his eyes with the tenderest nuzzle in your hair as his hands find your curves, comforted by how real you are and the feelings that come with you being with him. That’s when your weight shifted, succumbing to the support of his large hands. You abruptly tensed as he brought you closer, his eyes reopening at the sensation.
Your breath shook as it left your lips, your head sinking and stopped only by the wall against your forehead. ‘Are you…mine?’ His lips move to plant a kiss against your scalp. Doing so, his arms moved further around you, peck after peck with an appreciative moan down the nape of your neck. The way it relaxed you, Broly moved a hand to cup the front of your neck to keep your skin close to his mouth. He didn’t want to lose the contact to fatigue, he needed his lips on your skin, close the way your ass sat plush against the base of his abs.
Even if it made your legs tremble and your feet restless trying to hold yourself in place, even when the choked whimpers started to become frequent, turning into a mantra of breathless swears.
Your body warred with itself, exhaustion vs ecstasy. Feeling the tremulous way you contracted around him, still tight and suckling from your last climax, your body just didn’t seem to want to let him go. And he didn’t want to let you go. The little breaks in between like this helped, but it just never seemed to be enough for either of you. From the way you feel him twitch against your insides and drench down your legs to the way his large tongue tasted the skin on your neck when his lips weren't enough and his strength effortlessly kept you in place, it would be a waste to leave such a blissful state.
#♚ ;; [ requests ]#broly x reader#broly imagine#dbs broly#dbz fic#dbz imagine#nsft#lemon#My writing#the only marathon I want to participate in ♥
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some broly content, fluff, maybe implied smut? MAYBE?? idk,
broly wasn’t necessarily a cuddler, his past life he didnt have much interaction or interest in physical touch unless it meant that he was training. but now? its.. different for him, him allowing you to touch him occasionally and help him.
tonight was one of those nights he had been afraid of thunderstorms, the lightning strike reminded him of the shock collar his dumbass of a father had for him. so he only found comfort in your room, between your thighs and almost slithered on top of you. luckily, he knew he was huge, so his head rested in your breasts, (he still has a heavy head, dont be fooled) and the rest of his body between your legs so you dont suffocate.
“you feelin a little bit better, broly?” you incline, pressing the hair from his face.
he nods, squirming his head deeper and feeling himself sink into your chest. “you are warm. very, warm.”
“thats because its eighty degrees in october, baby.”
#broly my sweet baby#broly x black! reader#dbs broly#broly x reader#broly#dragon ball super broly#broly the legendary super saiyan#because why is it hot in OCTOBER…
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Could you write a bold beauty and shy beast idea with broly, please.
YES YES ABSOLUTELY YES! I might've gotten a LITTLE carried away but I still hope you like it! Sorry it's so late!
A Shy Beast? (!Bold! Beauty reader! x !Shy! Beast Broly!)
The only reason you remain in the village is because of your father, but at this rate, he is far too sick to be of any help. You are unwed, and you do what you can to scrape pennies off the ground and feed both you and your father. Although now the man is a mere shell of what he used to be, he fights every single day to ensure you are safe at his side. Even he knows that the only reason you have yet to be forced to the streets is because he still draws breath.
“My darling angel, every breath I take is for you. Please, don’t waste precious moments with me, enjoy your youth, take your time, and find another who will protect you better than I could protect your mother…” Your father says his frail, bony hand cupping your cheek, gently caressing just under your eye. You stare down at him with a sad smile.
His cheeks are sunken, he has bags under his eyes, and you have no idea how he manages to even reach up to caress your cheek right now let alone open his eyes. He loves you, more than anyone ever could just by staying alive for you he proves it every day, the least you could do was return his love by taking care of him.
“Save your energy, please Father. Even now, there is nothing I’d rather do than stay home, and read books at your side.” Leaning into his hand, you find a small amount of warmth, not as much as there was when you were a child. When he would tuck you in after reading you a book, caress your cheek, and kiss your forehead goodnight.
You close your eyes and go back to those moments, it was almost enough to bring tears to your eyes. Once you open them, your father has fallen asleep, something he does frequently now that he has gotten so old. Although you don’t mind, you get up, grab the covers, and lift them to cover his shoulders so he will remain warm. Then you throw on your cloak and grab your change, preparing to leave for more groceries.
This…happened exactly four– no six hours ago, early in the morning when the birds were singing, the sun seemed brighter, and everything had gone…too well.
You were strong-spoken, and far too headstrong for everyone in the village's liking. Despite the disapproval of many in the village, you were also blessed with great beauty and were widely regarded as the fairest in the land. However, this outward charm belied several flaws that the village folk found distasteful. For example, you had an unusual habit of reading, which was not common among others in your village especially the young girls you were determined to share this love of learning with. Those same young girls were often forced to do their family's laundry instead of attending school or playing with their peers.
Your outspoken nature often brought you into conflict with the men of the village, who found it difficult to tolerate a woman who refused to be silent or submissive. On one particular occasion, you had berated and cursed a drunken man for making unwanted advances on a young woman. While the woman was grateful for your intervention, many of the villagers looked at you with hatred and judgment. Despite this, you never found yourself one to shy away from confrontation when presented to you, nor have you backed down from your word.
These are not the reasons you stand trapped in the carriage, locked away as a sacrifice of sorts from those villagers you have never once seen as friends or even as acquaintances. No, you sit as a prisoner- well, more as a sacrifice, because you rejected a marriage proposal from the village “Hero”, although he’s more of a brute to you. It was cold, the most heat you felt right now was the fire burning from within you as you beat your fist against the iron bars in that window, struggling to hold back tears.
“Turles! You retched Bastard! You killed my father!” You shout for the umpteenth time tonight, and that bandit, that barbaric monster turns to you and laughs. He lets out a roar of laughter from the deepest pit of his stomach, and the others follow suit, all finding amusement in your grief.
Some of the older women looked at you, others cheered along. Younger women looked on with sad eyes full of pity or sympathy, understanding that no matter how loud you screamed no one would believe you. Especially not now that your father was no longer at your side, your word meant nothing.
“Look at them! Just as mad as that stubborn old buffoon! Letting his spawn learn to read, a disgrace he is! Sulling such beauty with foolish Ideals!” His tone of voice goes from laughter to straight mockery as he turns to the crowd and then glances back at you, taking several steps towards the carriage he puts on a show of them taking you away.
Throwing his hands up, he smirks as the crowd cheers before he even lets out a word, and all you can do is scowl through your teary vision. “The monster's master demands a bride, in exchange for a lifetime’s worth of protection from its deathly claws! It is just our luck, we have found a suitable unwed bride fresh for the taking! One of many that is!” He says, and you aren’t stupid. He threw that last part in on purpose as if it wasn’t enough that he had your father murdered, but his insistent pursuit of your hand in marriage was enough to make your stomach churn.
You cannot bear it any longer, you grip the bars of the carriage as they prepare to bring you to what you can assume to be your demise. The first thing that came to mind was your beloved father’s smiling face, fading into his corpse as it swung from the ceiling. “Curse you! Every last man, woman, beast! I curse you down to your graves! My father… he did not deserve the fate you forced upon him! Turles, you coward!” You shout, and the crowd goes quiet, especially once they see that Turles is no longer smiling. Instead turning to look at you, eyes wide with fury, mouth partially agape.
Knowing that you affected him so much, brought you some satisfaction, but knowing your fate wasn’t enough. Especially when he turned and started laughing again, this time harder than before, and once again… the men laughed with him. It wasn’t fair, watching him laugh at your pain once again, brush off your words as if they meant nothing as if a simple no didn’t result in him committing murder.
You shut your eyes, turning your head away from the scene you could hear Turles jump onto his horse, and you felt the carriage begin to move. You leaned back in the seat, there was nothing left but to accept your fate.
“The foolish tramp calls me a coward, and yet has lived with one their whole life! Those books have clearly done nothing for them if they can’t tell the difference between a hero and a coward!” He boasted as he hopped onto the stallion, and spewed more nonsense, how he’d save the village no matter the cost and be the hero once more. Then he slapped the horse's handles down onto it and you all began riding away.
The majority of it was filled with silence, and it bothered you to no extent. Then again, hearing Turles’s voice would not have helped ease your mind, so you simply listen to the wheels as they trudge through the rough roads, which smooth out temporarily as the laughter from the village dies down at last. Your eyes remained shut, and not once have you opened them as you sat by the window, the breeze not comforting in the slightest.
The last thing you expected to see when you returned home just an hour ago, was to see your father hanging from the ceiling, Turles and some of his lackeys standing there, mocking looks on their faces as they goated about you having nobody left to protect you from the fate of the streets. You remember, how your heart sunk to your stomach, how you sobbed and shoved them out of the way, falling to your knees you sobbed at your father's swinging feet, crying out to him, hoping it was some cruel joke.
You can only Imagine how they celebrate your “sacrifice.”. Drinking, laughing, dancing, etc. The fun they have at your expense is sickening, but not nearly as sickening as Turles’s gaze as he stares at you while you all ride along the trail leading to the “life:” that awaits you. You don’t expect him to say anything.
Unfortunately, he moved closer to the carriage on the horse and knocked on the bars. “Look at me.” He says as if he has any nerve to be frustrated when he takes everything from you. You didn’t budge, and you could feel the anger radiating off of him as his eyes glared holes into the side of your head.
“ if you’d just agree to be my bride… I could make this all go away. You return to the village, stop with those useless teachings, and be a proper wife. We’d make incredible children, and I could just as easily find a harlot on the side of the road to put in your place.” He whispers through gritted teeth, trying to make his words sound sweet but you know the threats behind them. Marry me or die, it’s as simple as that.
There was nothing subtle about him saying he’d pluck some poor woman from her home, probably the next one to reject a man’s proposal or advances. It made you sick to think about how easy it was to just throw some poor woman to the wolves as if they were cattle to trade for goods.
He took your silence for what it was, rejection. He banged his fist against the iron bars. “You stubborn wrench!” he berated you once again, and the road further away from the cart. Leaving you to your thoughts.
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Once you all inevitably arrived at your new hell, you finally would open your eyes, once they ripped you from the carriage seat, the first thing you did was slap the first lackey you were closest to. His head snapped to the side, and before he could lash out and possibly beat you till black and blue, you were grabbed and dragged away by another.
Looking up, you see the ancient yet beautiful stone walls towering above you. As the carriage gets closer, you notice the intricate details carved into the stone, depicting mythical creatures and intricate patterns. The castle gates are made of heavy wood, covered in vines and moss, giving it a sense of age and mystery.
‘How long has it been since anyone has been here?’ you think to yourself and can hear Turles stifle his mocking laughter.
As you enter the courtyard, you're surrounded by a variety of trees and shrubs that have grown over centuries. The castle's towers stand tall and proud, with peaked roofs and flags fluttering in the wind. The castle's exterior is weathered, but it's easy to imagine how magnificent it must have looked in its prime.
You stop at the front gate, and suddenly it feels…colder. A drop in temperature, and you felt chills go down your spine, whatever was in here… it was terrifying. The sudden stop must have made him want to try again, because soon you’d feel Turles lean over, his breath at your ear as he whispered.
“Just say the word… you’ll marry me, and I’ll have them turn around and bring you back, and you’ll even have the honor of burying your beloved father.” He says as if his words would change your mind for even a second.
The castle's grand entrance is adorned with a large wooden door, embellished with intricate carvings of knights and dragons.
He was met with silence, and you didn’t spare him a glance, which seemed to anger him further. He grabbed your arm and began to yank you further towards the castle doors, banging his fist against the door, his grip was so tight it felt as though it would bruise. “Open up! I have your bride so open the door!” He demands, a smug smirk growing on his face once the doors creak open, seemingly on its own.
He was quick to throw you inside, laughing at you once you stumbled over your feet and your knees kissed the ground. You glare at the ground, refusing to look at him, his face would do nothing but upset you more.
As you find your footing and stand up to look around, you're greeted with high ceilings and a grand staircase leading up to the upper levels. The walls are lined with tapestries depicting battles and scenes from the castle's history, while the floors creak beneath your feet while you begin to walk around.
At some point, you hear odd...clinking noises, as if something metal fell and just kept falling over and over again, it was hard not to hear it when you were in a large castle, seemingly empty of any life at all. So you were reasonably surprised when you heard a rather gruff, deep voice coming from someone.
“Ah, you must be the one they've sent to wed my son.”. You look around, trying to figure out just where that voice is coming from, and as your eyes scan the seemingly endless halls, you can’t find out where it is coming from. There was nobody there except you.
“Ah, yes. Down here, dear. Look down.” You heard the voice again and repeated tapping sounds as you looked down, a bit confused by the noise and the voice you were hearing. So when you spotted a…
Pendulum clock?
‘What an odd clock…it’s holding a candle, it could be a fire hazard.’ You think to yourself and reach down to grab the Pendulum clock, pick it up, and place it somewhere else, or hopefully use it as a source of light, after all, it was dark in the castle.
Before you could even wrap your fingers around it, you noticed a face on the pendulum clock, odd. It was wrinkled, like an old man, and the arrows of the clock were twisted to form a mustache and a large scar right over his left eye.
“Ah, they’ve sent my son quite the beauty. I’m sure you’ll do fine by his side.” The clock’s mouth began to move, and you found out where the source of the voice was coming from. As fast as you went to pick it up, you were even faster to let it go.
You let out a loud screech as you dropped to the floor and began to scurry away from the thing. Eyes wide, mouth agape and ready to unleash a loud blood-curling scream but nothing would come out from you, as if your voice had been ripped from your throat, preventing you from screaming.
Quickly, you scurried off the floor and to your feet, rushing to the exit with hopes of escape. ‘To hell with the village! They could burn it down for all I care! They’ve killed my father, made a mockery of his name, and sent me off! I’ll save myself before I risk my life for their sake!’ You think to yourself as you bolt for the door.
The sound of your footsteps echoed loudly down the hallway, growing louder and more frantic with each passing second. The rapid pace of your feet created a rhythmic pounding sound that echoed off the walls, filling the air with an urgent energy. The sound of shoes slapping against the hard floor was accompanied by the rustling of clothing and the occasional gasp of breath, creating a symphony of noise that seemed to reverberate throughout the entire castle.
As the clinking noises of the pendulum clock got closer, the sound grew more intense, accompanied by the sound of heavy breathing and the occasional muttered curse. “Come back! Wait! I am harmless!”
The sound of the damn pendulum clock was unmistakable, conveying a sense of urgency and purpose that was impossible to ignore. It was a sound that demanded attention, a sound that could strike fear into the heart of anyone who heard it, something so small..was terrifying. What if it cursed you? Or set your clothes aflame with the candle it was holding?
Then you just so happened to turn to see how close, or far it was from you and you were happy to see it wasn’t close anymore. ‘Good! I’m not far from the door either!’ you think to yourself as you run and turn your head.
Unfortunately, just as you turned to look ahead you were met with a hard yet fleshy surface, running into it hard, you stumbled back, nearly falling had you not caught yourself. As you paused, the clinking got louder as did the voice.
“Ah! Broly! My boy, nice timing. Now, do be a gentleman, and take your future partner to their temporary room until we get your shared living quarters in order!” He says, and you immediately begin to mentally question who or what he was talking to.
That was until it- or he responded.
“A-Ah…yes father…” A rather gruff, deep voice coming from whatever you bumped into caught you off guard. You looked up, and as the talking pendulum clock got closer, you were able to see better.
You were able to see a well-sculpted body,, the torso, the muscles rippling, rock hard as you experienced first-hand when you first ran into them, the chest littered with different scars. His left bicep had a scar, and he had an "X"-"-shaped scar on his left pectoral reaching over his left shoulder and two smaller ones on the upper-left of his abdomen, which is his most notable feature. his skin somehow tanned despite there hardly being much sun out here.
His hair and eyes were pitch black, as black as coal. His hair was spiky, split down the middle reaching his mid-back with short bangs framing his forehead it was overgrown and wild like an ungroomed dog, and his face…
Well, it was stern and intimidating. He has a scar across his left cheek, his lips stuck into a stern frown, and his eyes glare down at you as if you were something so insignificant to him. He towers over you, and his muscles are so large there is no doubt he could crush you without thinking twice.
Your feet are glued to the floor, fear piling up within you as you are left to stare at this absolute beast of a man. There was no way you could falter, even though everything in you was screaming run. Even if you tried to take a step, he was faster which was demonstrated by how quickly he grabbed you.
Wrapping two hands around each of your arms, he lifted you off the ground in a rather awkward position. He was holding you away from him as if he was someone incapable of carrying another person. His expression didn't help much either.
Flustered, you began to shout and curse at the beast. “Unhand me! Let me go you brute!” Kicking your feet, screaming, and just overall being difficult as he begins to make his way up several flights of stairs, not saying much but he does some grunting as he tries not to drop you.
“I said unhand me! curse you!” Your body listens to your mind for once and begins to violently thrash and do whatever it takes to force him to let go, unfortunately, it doesn’t work, and he inevitably makes it to your bedroom.
Still holding onto you, he grunts as you kick and squirm against his hold. He sits you down on the bed, he just looks at you as you huff and glare up at him, looking around the room for a second as he avoids your gaze, then runs out. Shutting the door behind him.
“What the-” You start, but scoff in annoyance as you bury your face into your hands. ‘Ugh…I’m sorry father…but there’s no way I’ll find someone to protect me better than you did…I’m alone…’ You can’t help but get a bit teary-eyed at the thought of it all. Your beloved father…oh if he could see you now… you feel like he may be disappointed.
“Oh come on! Don’t cry- I mean I’m sure you’ll warm up to the place eventually!” You snapped your head up when you heard a rather feminine voice come up all of a sudden. Looking around you take notice of the room.
The room was a breathtaking display of elegance and luxury. The walls were painted in a soft shade of cream, and adorned with intricate gold leaf designs that added a touch of sophistication. The tall windows were dressed in floor-to-ceiling silk drapes, which cascaded down in gentle folds, allowing the sunlight to filter through and adding a warm glow to the space. The plush carpet underfoot was a deep shade of burgundy, adding a pop of color to the otherwise neutral palette.
In the center of the room sat a grand, ornate chandelier, with a dozen crystal arms that sparkled in the light. The furniture was equally impressive, with a large four-poster bed covered in silk sheets and plush pillows, fit for a king or queen. A matching vanity table with a gilded mirror.
Finishing touches such as fresh flowers in a crystal vase, and a tray of tea added to the overall ambiance of the room. The air was scented with a delicate fragrance of jasmine and rose due to the tea in the cup, making it feel like a haven of tranquility and relaxation. This room was undoubtedly fit for royalty and anyone who desired the epitome of luxury and elegance.
You shook your head and sighed. “Oh god…I’m losing it, what’s next? Is the Candelabra gonna talk too?” You say out loud, not expecting an answer to your sarcasm.
The golden Candelabra hopped around, it was decorated with dragons engraved on the gold and some curving to make the arms of the candelabra, once it turned you saw a rather humanoid face engraved in the wax of the Candle.
“Well yes! Now- don’t get all down, Broly is a sweet fellow!-” It’s safe to say, your mouth fell open in shock, and the Candelabra was lucky enough to jump before the pillow you slung at her knocked her off the table.
“Oh! Good, he needs someone bold!” She says as if you weren’t actively trying to kill her. Still, she talked to you with no problem while dodging your murder attempts, even when you threw a brick at her.
“Oh come on, Broly is sweet. I’m sure you’ll love him eventually, he’s a little gruff but-” You snapped and interrupted her mid-speech while she was talking up the Beast you had to lose everything for.
“That’s ridiculous! If he’s such a good “man” then why did that beast lock me in this cell?! Why did he threaten the village to burn it down if they didn't send a bride!? For all I know he’s a bastard!” You shout fist balled up in frustration as you glare at the Candelabra. Then you picked up the Candelabra
“W-wait a second- at least give him a chance! I can expla-”
Before she could finish the sentence, you tossed her down but she was caught by a nearby table, you backed away, spotted the window, and made a beeline for it. “To hell with your explanation and that blasted village!” You say and just before you could get to the window, running right towards it, you were suddenly yanked up.
“Y-You can’t leave!” Some odd voice shouts and you are shoved into what seems to be a walk-in wardrobe, the doors closing around you and locking you inside no matter how much you banged against the doors and cursed.
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This, would not be your first attempt at escaping. Even Cheelai could tell that much, so she congratulated the wardrobe for capturing you and then hopped off to have several conversations with the pendulum clock and someone named Lemo.
“Just what were you thinking Paragus?! You threatened the village to send a bride!? The curse will never be lifted now!”
“Don’t question my methods, you know nothing!” the pendulum clock now known as Paragus shouts back at Cheelai who hopped forward and would’ve started a fight had it not been for Broly putting his hands between the two to stop them.
Lemo is a very pretty white teapot decorated with koi fish wrapped around it as if they were swimming in the paint. The handle at the top of the pot was citrine, a pretty top handle. “Come on you guys, Give them a break! I’m sure they’ll warm up eventually. Broly just needs to tap more into his romantic side! How about you try and get to know her! Just observe.”
Lemo has a pretty good suggestion, unfortunately, he didn't have a lot of brains to work with other than yourself and the awkward beast you were supposed to be seduced by.
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You, of course, would try to escape...numerous times. First by climbing out the window, which was foiled each time you did it, from Paragus having thee other servants pull you back up by the sheets you used as a rope, to Cheelai and Lemo trying to melt the seal so you couldn’t get out anymore, it was recently foiled when Broly caught on and started occasionally flying outside your window which you took as a threat.
Then there was the time you tried to sneak past the wardrobe but it blocked the door, you also tried to shove it, and that obviously didn’t work. Throughout these little attempts, you got to know the three main…objects? More closely.
You like at least two of them, but Paragus is too pushy for you to find his presence comforting.
So far you refused to eat with Broly, who just sulks and walks away when you reject the offer. He hasn’t been exactly violent, but you don't appreciate him stalking you by the window. You look at the window and could see his wild hair duck down just before you could see his eyes peeking through.
Unfortunately, because of that, you have only been able to receive bread and water for a lot of meals, even breakfast, although the bread isn’t as stale as it is at dinner time, you assume it is because Paragus is in charge of dinner and he may be particularly upset you refuse dinner with his son.
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One day- or night that is. You stayed up, later than the wardrobe for once and you were able to find a way to slip out of the room you had been locked away in for who knows how long now. Not once have you had a conversation with that beast, and you had no intentions of it either.
‘I have to get out of here…’ You think to yourself as you begin to walk the halls, searching for an exit.
As you explore the castle's many rooms and hallways, you can see remnants of its former glory. The grand ballroom with its chandeliers and ornate decorations, the cozy sitting rooms with their fireplaces and comfortable chairs, and the elegant bedrooms with their four-poster beds and beautiful tapestries.
Despite its age, the castle still exudes a sense of majesty and beauty that is impossible to ignore. It's easy to imagine the many lives that have been lived within its walls and the countless stories waiting to be discovered.
Eventually, you find an unguarded door, or if it was guarded it had poor guards. You strain as you open it, grunting as you pull and pull only for it to budge ever so slightly. You were lucky you could slip through the space you were able to open.
Now that you were outside, You got a clear view of the area around you. The old forest was a desolate and eerie place, now made even more haunting by the blanket of snow that covered every inch of the ground. The snow was thick, almost knee-deep in some areas, and it muffled every sound, making the forest seem unnaturally quiet. The trees were gnarled and twisted, their branches reaching out like skeletal fingers into the dark, starless sky.
The snow-covered branches creaked and groaned in the cold wind, creating an eerie symphony that echoed through the forest. The darkness was absolute, with only the faintest glimmer of moonlight filtering through the trees. The snow-covered ground was littered with fallen branches and debris, making it difficult to navigate.
As you walked deeper into the forest, the snow became deeper, and your feet sank further with each step. The trees loomed overhead, casting long shadows in the darkness. The silence was broken only by the occasional hoot of an owl or the rustling of some unseen creature in the underbrush that sent chills down your spine.
The forest had an otherworldly feel to it as if it had been frozen in time, untouched by the outside world for centuries. The snow-covered trees were like ancient guardians of some long-forgotten secret, and the cold wind whispered secrets that no one could ever hope to understand.
Despite the chill and the eerie silence, there was a strange beauty to the forest. The snow had transformed it into a winter wonderland, and the moonlight that filtered through the trees cast an ethereal glow over everything, giving it an almost magical quality. But the beauty was fleeting, and the overwhelming feeling of isolation and danger soon crept back in, reminding you that you were in a place where you didn't belong.
You could no longer see the castle, which coulldv’ebeen a good or a bad thing considering now you had no place to go. ‘Should I really have left?’ You couldn’t help but slightly regret leaving the comfort of such a luxurious castle behind. You quickly shake your head ‘No! They’re essentially my captors! Plus, that beastly man is a creep!’ You remind yourself why you souldn’t regret it.
Soon you heard a haunting and eerie sound, a low mournful howl that rised in pitch and intensity. It sent chills down your spine but you kept going, it wasn’t like you could stop just now. The raggedy cloak you had on would only get blown away if you stopped. You didn’t have a horse to ride on, so you had to go by foot.
As you kept hiking through the snow, the wind relentless as it nearly blew you off your feet a good few times, you heard another spine-chilling howl, but this time it broke into a series of short barks. You turned around slowly, only to see one grey…wolf sitting at the top of the mountain, staring dead at you. It barked, once, twice, and then several other wolves began to come by its side.
Clearly, they saw you, and it was even more clear what would happen when you saw what you assumed to be its leader lick its fur and start running down the hill, where the others would follow behind.
You felt your heart drop down to the soles of your frozen feet. This time you had no time to freeze up in place, you had to run or they’d likely tear you apart, you’ve read enough about wolves to know they were no friendly creatures when hungry, they were predators, and without any fire or any means of defense, you were prey.
Your feet picked up in the snow a lot more now, you were kicking it away and swiping through piles and piles of it. You could hear the growls and barks of the predators behind you, you could feel your lungs forcing air into them with every painful breath you took. The snow made running a lot harder.
While the wolves were used to this weather, you were not. You were used to warm weather, not being forced to run through giant piles of snow kicking up more snow with every heavy hurried step you make as you try not to fall.
The wolves are fast, agile, and determined. They are closing in fast, snapping their jaws and baring their sharp teeth. The person being chased can feel their hot breath on their heels, and they know that any misstep could mean a fatal end. The wolves are relentless, their eyes fixed on their prey as they chase them through the forest. You can hear the rustle of the leaves and the snap of twigs as you run, trying to stay one step ahead of the pack.
The wolves are fast, agile, and determined. They are closing in fast, snapping their jaws and baring their sharp teeth. The person being chased can feel their hot breath on their heels, and you know that any misstep could mean a fatal end.
Your only chance of survival is to keep moving, to find a way to outrun or outsmart the wolves. But the wolves are cunning hunters, and they are always one step ahead, always pushing their prey to their limits. You look back and your eyes seem to widen even more, these things…weren’t wolves... At least not any you’ve ever seen. They were bigger, not to mention their claws and teeth looked sharper, if you got caught then that would really be it for you.
As you desperately tried to get away, you would soon come up short, with your foot tripping over the other, you fell face first into the snow, rolling down a short hill as the wolves were quick to follow.
Somehow, the situation, got even worse when you felt your ankle twist in a way that was nowhere near painless. You felt your stomach twist in a way that made you feel as if you’d throw up from the pain that suddenly jolted through your body, you felt it through your entire leg.
However, you knew you couldn’t scream, you could hear those “wolves” behind you, and all you could do now was curse in your mind and grab a thick branch beside you as you desperately tried to crawl away, only managing to scurry underneath a tree as the wolves grew closer.
By now you were growing dizzy from the pain, and the cold weather was getting to you, your breathing heavy and uneven as they approached. Their teeth large, yellow and bared, ready to tear you apart with them.
You swung the thick branch at the “wolves”, trying to scare them away but they growled at you, sensing you were hurt and would be easy prey. One lunged at you, and as it did, you saw its claw was about the size of your head. It would tear right through your skin and spill your blood onto the snow, leaving your dead body for the others to feast upon.
‘Is this…how I die?’ You think to yourself and you see your life flash before your eyes, and in an instant, it feels like it’s so short, like you haven’t even gotten a chance to start living yet. ‘I…don’t want to die!’ You think to yourself, and you raise the stick again, but before you can swing it, the “wolf” is kicked away with a force so strong that when it hits a tree the entire thing collapses.
Your breath hitched. What could have possibly had enough power to do something like that? These things were huge, clearly had more mass than a regular wolf and they were faster too. The pack was quick to back away, and as you looked at the ground, you saw who it was that managed something like that step infront of you.
Looking up, slowing you saw a muscular back, slightly scarred as if clawed by a monster that got lucky or desperate enough to land a futile attack. Although most of it was covered by wild black hair.
“Broly…?” His name slipped out before you could stop it. He glanced at you, but he couldn’t get a word out before another one of those creatures lunged forward, aiming for you rather than him, but he grabbed it by the back of its neck, and threw it like one would throw a ragdoll.
The others don’t back down, they all start to jump at him but they seem no match for him as he casually slings them away, kicking the ones at his feet while the wind nips at your skin, another jolt of pain shoots through your leg and you feel your vision blur.
He was shaking them off like water, they tried to bite and scratch, but their teeth just barely pierced his skin, and their claws hardly tore through any wounds, drawing enough blood when they constantly tore at a wound that was already there. You could only watch in shock as he tore them off, teeth in his arm and all as he threw them to the side like their attacks meant nothing.
Had it been you in his place, they would’ve torn you to shreds. Even as he fights relentlessly, all you can do is sit behind as your vision cuts in and out. You try your best to stay conscious ‘No…he’s hurt…I shouldn’t…’.
As his body slowly comes to a blur, your vision fades to black, and you can hear his grunts and heavy breathing along with the pained whines of those creatures as they get slung around like child’s play.
Eventually, everything dies down. You can hear heavy breathing, and a whimper followed by retreating footsteps. Soon, you hear a shift in the snow, and you force your eyes to flutter open even thou you could hardly see straight. When you manage to see something, it’s Broly’s face as he leans down.
He was less blurry than before and up close, his features somehow looked softer. More kind, and if it wasn’t for your dizzy vision you would’ve thought you saw a look of concern plastered on his face.
You feel your body slowly being shifted around, scooped up as you’re held in strong arms, ones that feel warm and make you feel oddly secure. Even as you feel another sharp pain shoot through your body from your ankle, causing you to whimper, you feel the hold loosen a bit but at the same time remain secure.
The last thing you hear are some muffled words and the sound of feet Trudging through the snow, likely taking you back to the Castle.
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“So…How did you find out I left?” You questioned, breaking the rather awkward silence as he wrapped your ankle with some bandages after applying medicine brought to him by Cheelai. After waking up on one of the rather nice luxurious sofas in a sitting room in the castle to Broly throwing some logs in the firepit and Cheelai hopping over to light it up, the two of you haven’t spoken a word to each other, until now that is.
“Ba came to my room, he saw you when you left,” Broly said, not taking his eyes off your ankle as he gently wrapped it. He was so careful as if it would shatter if he so much as breathed the wrong way. After that, it was silent. The crackle of the firewood burning in the fireplace was the most noise in the room. It lit up the area nicely, but all you could focus on was Broly His features were softer, he looked focused, but also sad about something. You couldn’t exactly read his expression enough to find out what he could be sad about, but before you could ask, you quickly dismissed the thought, instead, you just looked at him admiring him like a piece of art.
Eventually, he was finished with your ankle, and gently placed it down. He stood up, and you got a good look at his body after the fight, some teeth marks looked bad, claw marks that seemed worse and would possibly get worse if not treated.
He tried to turn away and leave, but you couldn’t let him, before you could stop yourself, you reached out and spoke. “Wait!” Your words made him halt, as he slowly turned to look at you, and you sighed. “Please…let me treat your wounds. It's the least I could do..” You say as you move to grab the basket of medical supplies and place them in your lap.
He just stares at you for a moment, eyes slightly wide as if you were speaking in a foreign language. You patted the spot beside you, and after a while, he let out a soft grunt and turned his head away from you as he went to sit down beside you.
The couch shifted a bit but he sat in a man spread and leaned his elbow on his knee, his head resting in the palm of his hand covering his mouth, but you could see the small blush dusting his cheeks.
‘How cute…’ You think a small smile tugging at your lips before you catch yourself and quickly shake those thoughts away. You look down and start to treat his wounds in silence, more focused on making sure he didn’t end up with an infection, afterall he saved your life, you owe it to him to at least treat his wounds.
“Thank you…for saving me I mean…and wrapping my ankle.” You say suddenly, once again you were first to break the silence, and he looked at you a bit shocked before he just nodded and turned away again, his face a bit more pink now.
After that, you let the silence linger, dapping his wounds with rubbing alcohol, and rubbing ointment on them so it didn’t get infected. Then you slowly started to wrap the wound, not wanting to tie them too tightly, afterall you didn’t wanna hurt the guy that just saved your life.
The soft crackle of the fire, a small yip of what you assumed to be Ba in the background. It made for an oddly cozy feeling, one that you read about numerous times but never got the chance to experience.
“Do you…Not like it here?” He suddenly speaks up, and you look at him, your hands stopping as you stare at him, in shock by what he said for a moment. “Huh?” You question, and he looks away again. “I just…why did you run away? Put yourself in danger? I don’t understand it.” He says and you thought he was more upset that you tried to leave until he said he was upset that you put yourself in danger. You didn’t say anything for a while, choosing a moment of silence to gather your thoughts.
“At least next time…Let me know. So I don’t have to worry about you like that…” He mumbles, your ears caught wind of his words and you look at him again before you go back to wrapping, but this time, you know what to say.
“I'm sorry-” He starts, but you cut him off. “Don’t be. It’s a Nice castle, but you have to understand…I didn’t come here of my own will, I was ripped from my childhood home and brought here to marry you. I don’t know anyone here, I don’t know you and yet I’m here to be wed to you.” You explain with a softer tone than even you expected to come out of your mouth. You never would've expected something so gentle to come from you of all people.
Continuing to wrap his wounds, you felt his gentle eyes on you the entire time. As if he was stuck in a trance, trapped staring at you while you focused on tending to his wounds, and after a while he spoke again.
“I didn’t know…and…I really don’t know you either…” He stutters over his words, finding it troublesome to speak when you look at him, making eye contact with him as you pause the process of wrapping a bandage around his arm. His heart felt like it was doing flips, you were just so pretty, as if you were sculpted by an angle, and your hands were so soft…
After a moment, he saw you tilt your head and tried to find his voice and make his words seem less…insensitive.
“B-But, I’d like to…If you don’t mind.” He adds in that last part quickly, as if scared he would get a bad reaction if he missed even the smallest word. It was… appalling how a man as strong as him, a man that could destroy an entire village was tripping over his own words in front of you, his cheeks dusted a light pink as he switched from eye contact to avoiding your eyes. How could someone so strong be so nervous in front of you?
“No, I don’t mind at all…I’d like to know you too.” You say with a soft smile and you could swear you saw him melt then and there, like a light just twinkles in his eyes as his breath hitched and he just nodded.
“O-Okay…” He starts, but he runs out of words, so you speak up for him. “...Would you like to have dinner together?” You asked him and he nodded his head, You chuckled and looked down to continue wrapping his arm, the fire crackling in the background, but the silence wasn’t all that bad right now… actually it was quite comforting.
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