#saiyan day 2023

[silbermond-s]

Happy belated Saiyan Day! It was March 18th, but still 🤣

[happygochi]

Wip ➡️ Final for 318 day!

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Yeehawgust '23 • Day 18: Wide Open Spaces // Red Rock Canyon

[starlitskvaderart]

Midori One Day One Page 250!

It's my Dakoni with @gojira007's Kuress! Saiyan Girls United!

Commissions | Ko-fi

[kiyoitiepie]

My Favorite BL Dramas of 2023

happy new year to everyone who uses the gregorian calendar. we had so much good content come out this year. i'm gonna list my favs. please remember these are my personal faves and may be objectively terrible. do not be alarmed.

My Beautiful Man S2 and Movie

If you ask me this series is one of the best bls of all time. idc idc. im a hira and kiyoi girlie through and through. how many bl's do you know with 2 seasons and an original movie. not those repackaged ones that they try to hand feed us. an actual movie with a plot???? the bar is on the floor clearly. but hira and kiyoi are gonna surpass that bar every. single. time.

Love Tractor

I didn't hear enough people screaming about Love Tractor. crickets tbh. Which is blasphemous in my opinion. How could you be quiet when this lovely bumbling himbo with the dopiest grin is on your screen? look at him!!

Eighth Sense

10's across the board. No question. No notes.

this scene^ BROKE me

Our Dining Table

Ok hear me out. I didn't think this was the best bl in the world BUT it was so wholesome that it deserves a spot. top tier comfort show. It got me through many bad days. Admittedly, there were a few times I purposely put it on bc i knew it would put me to sleep. please don't jump me.

Unintentional Love Story

Now...I'm not a huge kbl person. However, this was really nice. Had a solid plot. I don't remember much abt it but I know there was pottery and I had a good time

Only Friends

This was culture. This was a movement. I will never forgive them for how they treated Boston. Even still, I was there every week ready for the chaos. I had the time of my life.

Bed Friend

It's hard to believe this came out this year. Like ??? But really that shows how much I've established this show as a classic in my mind. BED FRIEND? UEA? baddest bitch in the land?? KING? greenest flag out there???? (debatable but for the sake of my argument lets pretend). It had every element. good plot, great visuals, a little heat. like come on who else is doing it like them?

i just know if me and uea were ever in the same room he would judge me so much

Dangerous Romance

I've seen mixed reviews on this one but I had a fun time. Kanghan is a prissy little spoiled brat, but he's my prissy little spoiled brat. I loved their story progression. Which is saying a lot for me bc I don't like enemies to lovers. like why are we fighting? also "i'm an introvert" is the funniest shit i've heard all year.

La Pluie

this was so shockingly good i wish it got more attention. iqiyi in general really did their big one this year. when it rains you can only hear your soulmate? love!

Laws of Attraction

this was a rollercoaster. i started watching ironically because i thought it would be terrible when i saw the mc go super saiyan. that shit is still hilarious idc.

Love Syndrome III

Now before we start throwing tomatoes...let's hear me out. Nothing has caught my attention this year the way this series did. This was another series I was watching ironically until suddenly i wasn't. It's also just so funny that they released the third one without dropping a first or second. but bad bitches don't need to explain themselves. and YES love syndrome is a bad bitch. let's stop acting like we watch bl's solely for the quality. i don't need marvel cgi to have a good time. sometimes a dollar store wig and the most toxic couple you've ever seen is enough to make some shit shake. if this was released during the tharntype era??? oh bitches would've ate it up. HAPPILY. rant over.

Last Twilight

it's good man. what more can i say? i hope it doesn't disappoint me in the end.

Pit Babe

i'm very pleased. very much so. i know alot of folks went into this show expecting a little teehee. to laugh at the omegaverse racecar show. NOT ME. i've waited for this moment. and anyone who's seen me screaming in the tag can attest. this is a game changer. not just for bl but the fandom community at large. and don't even get me started on their chemistry. babe's smile whenever he's around charlie?? mama and papa?? MAMA AND FUCKING PAPA?? we deserve this and i will bask in it for as long as I can. jeff had better be pregnant by the end of the show.

^ that’s his charlie smile 🥲

[karume-everything-else]

Whumptober 2023

Day 10: "I trust you." "That was your first mistake" [Reader x Bardock] {Dragon Ball Z}

Flying through the air on this planet was much easier than any other Bardock had ever been on. The idea that he would be here until further notice was doing a number on his psyche. Knowing that his own son was respected by the same menace that destroyed their home planet was both harrowing and confusing.

It felt like the only solace he could find was that his son had several allies. The fact that he had gotten close with one of the natives was a little concerning to him, but it was somewhat nice to have someone that wanted him around.

Even if it was a foreign concept to be cared for to this degree.

Bardock landed in front of your house, surprised to see the Nameckian walk out your front door. It left a bad taste in his mouth, not that it would be that unbelievable for you to be overpowered.

Except that didn't seem to be the case, not with how much was piled on your little kitchen table. Bardock kept his mouth shut until the Nameckian flew off, entering your house and eyeing over the table full of things he knew his son grew on a large farm.

Not something Bardock understood, but the whole group of fighters on this planet seemed to be friendly with one another and helpful enough with excess things. If it were up to him, his son would just be a fighter. But this whole planet was like this... and it wasn't like the Saiyan people didn't also do something similar. It was just a different form of society with small groups of people looking out for themselves instead of the whole planet.

It was a lot of adjustments.

"Bardock, try this."

You handed him something that looked like a piece of chocolate. Bardock didn't hesitate to pop the whole thing into his mouth... Only realizing how much of a mistake he made as he chewed. A hidden jalapeno slice was burning his taste buds while you tried your best to stifle your giggles.

"I trusted you!" He spat the chocolate covered spice bomb in the trash, "How could you!?"

"That was your first mistake," You stuck your tongue out at him, "I knew you wouldn't question if I gave you something."

Bardock turned away, pouting, "And here I thought Frieza was a villain."

He tried to ignore you, tried staying upset at you; but you made this extremely difficult. Leaning into his view with a cute little smile, Bardock knew you were just playing around... that this was just a prank that humans usually did to one another. Given his pension to add spice, it wasn't even that big of a deal. It was the principle of putting it into chocolate.

At least he could always prank you later... after he consulted his son about what wouldn't seriously hurt you. That wouldn't be very fun for him, or anyone since you were the only other human besides Vegeta's wife to be this big of a helper with things beyond the battlefield.

[sonikkuruzu]

@gokutober day 5! Today's prompt is "Rest" so here's Goku & Gohan relaxing during the days before the Cell Games. I used the "Krillin yeets a rock at Super Saiyan Goku" scene as a reference

Prompts here - https://gokutober.tumblr.com/post/729317335347888128/gokutober-2023-prompts-are-here

[acoldsovereign]

{{ Okay, here we go. A better/proper post about it. I know, I know. "But you said you wouldn't post--"

I'm breaking it this once. Only this once.

I'm still a reforming sociopath so being sad/sitting with intense feelings is very difficult for me. Concerning the circumstances, I'll try to express myself properly without the fear of "feeling things wrong".

I'm still new to the RPC. I started in March 2023, it'll be a year soon. God, that's so fast. I made minor and major mistakes in the process of learning Tumblr etiquette, but I learned from those instances all the same and nobody heckled me for it. Nobody made fun of me at all. Aside from the one incident I had late last year (it wasn't anyone in this community, though they did have a DBZ character on their roster), I've had ZERO problems with this community. I may be annoyed at stuff I see on the dash, or at highly specific or miniscule things nobody else sees if I ever venture out of my safe bubble, but ... I never felt unwelcomed, excluding my beginning months (which was when I didn't understand Tumblr culture). That changed when I started following and talking to people seriously. Everyone, even the shy people have been nothing but sweet to me and you all still continue to be really sweet and kind to me, even going as far to remind me to take my time when I push myself too hard. DBZ wasn't my first anime (that honor goes to Magic Knight Rayearth, Sailor Moon and Rurouni Kenshin), but it was one of the most influential I've ever watched. Unlike most in the community, I have a tumultuous relationship with the series due to being bullied severely in my childhood/adolescent years. I wasn't "allowed" to like or enjoy it because I was a girl, and it was a boy's show, even worse, it was deemed "white people shit". (Yes, this was said to my face by kids my age).

It was so incredibly dumb and disheartening to never be able to enjoy things because I associated being liked with survival. And yet, I still found a way to enjoy DB in secret. I started with Kai reruns. As you all know, even though I started at the Saiyan Saga, it was the Trunks Saga that truly converted and changed me-- so much so that he's my favorite character hands down, even after all these years. I ended up finishing the entire series on an old computer I no longer have. The pirating website I was using had a little chatbox where people were doing script RP (aka they used asterisks and all that). I thought it looked fun-- so, I made an account, username and joined in. I was a female Saiyan character (because why wouldn't I?) and I discovered the world of RP that way; that's how I started. DBZ is why I'm here with you all. The cycle repeated again and all of my old RP partners were nowhere to be found when I logged in one day. I got bullied again (which deeply hurt and confused me) and verbally/emotionally harassed online until I changed my username and deleted the FC I was using (one of them even told me to uh, you know. Do the opposite of live). I searched online for other RP forums and found them; started on other sites until I found my way to Facebook. I learned I had a knack for describing things, and making wholly unique characters that breathed life into the series they were from. I found my home, you could say. I've been in many other fandoms, made good memories but the majority of them are unfortunately tainted with the cruelty and lack of compassion others had towards OCs, especially of the female kind. Even in the Naruto community years ago, I had been at the end of a "call out/ship-vent" post for something I had no control over (the situation was actually caused by the person who wrote it, worse of all).

When I RPed in the DB fandom on Facebook, the only things that happened were: people's feelings getting hurt when my villain OCs said something rude to their characters (I always, ALWAYS, warned the other person in advance just to make sure they were okay with it), and people (mainly male muses-- canon and OCs) trying to reform them through having crushes on them or being "nice" to them. Romance plots, basically, or hoping for it. Though the latter was sometimes annoying, I managed to have fun, still. (Funnily enough, it mainly happened to the Cyborg/'Android' OCs I had, and not my Saiyans). The former though, kept me away from writing any more villains/antagonists for a long time because I didn't want to harm someone or be the reason they had a bad experience with roleplaying. Quite some years ago, I abandoned it due to life responsibilities and all that. Had to focus on college. I've been doing this since middle school all the way up to high school. I'm 26 now. I've been roleplaying for 14 years. I started when I was 12, at most. That means I've been a fan of this series for that duration of time and even longer since I didn't know RP was a thing. Because of DBZ, I've had long distance relationships. Because of DBZ, I've discovered my passion of writing goes deeper than what I thought it did originally. I even discovered what fanfiction was, through RP. I met people in the past through RP that I've developed crushes on and went on to date online. Met my first cosplay community (when I started cosplaying), made friends with local anime-shop owners before they closed down for good. I had a freaking Future Trunks Funko at one point! And I donated it to the shop because I loved the owners so much that I wanted them to have what personally gave me joy. I tried to write Trunks at one point, tried to cosplay him at another, so on and so forth. As many downs I had being attached to this series, I had more ups-- and gods, were the ups so HIGH. So, I'm much more willing to work with the series and all of the IP, because the truth is, something keeps making me come back. And it sparks my enthusiasm.

I've been told since starting my blog that my enthusiasm is infectious and I'm glad it is, because the truth is: this enormous body of work deserves it. My enthusiasm is because of Toriyama. This blog is here because of Toriyama. No, seriously. He said we never got female Saiyans prior to Super because he never could settle on a design. Growing up, I've been told toxic things about this series (usually from my own ethnic group, immature boys and creepy, grown men), only to find out the dude struggled with indecision! He was just like me at the time-- a freaking panster! Talk about a relief! I belong here!! I've always belonged, as a female fan!! My Saiyans, whether in RP or fanfictions, were female for this explicit reason. Long story short, Maiz is here because he planted that seed. I just took it and ran. As you all know, Maiz originally came from a fanfiction herself but, her current personality, motives and goals came from another character. The version you're seeing and writing with was specifically tailored to the needs of the RPC-- a villainous female Saiyan (with huge amounts of much needed Saiyan lore backing her up). I created this blog with my decade long experience of writing in mind. I wasn't expecting much when my best friend Koji convinced me to try Tumblr RP. I was so jaded. I thank her so much because if she didn't, I wouldn't have refound my drive for this series. My neverending love for various aspects of DB would have just stayed between me and my close irl friends. I wouldn't have met any of you. I wouldn't be here at all, and neither would Maiz. I wouldn't be surrounded by beautiful, amazing people. I wouldn't be as motivated as I am to improve my writing and vocabulary. Just ... Gosh. You guys remember when I said I can't think of Trunks' backstory too hard/too long or I'll get sad and cry? Well. It's moved to "if I ever hear Heroic, Episodic or Heaven Sent Trunks, I'll get sad" now. Gotta laugh at myself a little somewhere. I'm getting better at being okay with being sad. Bare with me. The fact that he based my favorite character on the Terminator movies and Trunks existing was why I even got into sci-fi to begin with (Terminator, Total Recall, Stargate, Star Trek, etc), just makes everything I've been though with this series hurt that much more.

To make matters worse, the first time I ever wrote within the sci-fi genre WAS the fanfiction Maiz comes from. It was a rewrite of DB Super, starting with the Broly movie, so naturally I decided it should be a blend of that and Space-Opera. Sigh. Do you see what I mean? By why this all hurts? I wouldn't be here at all if I didn't take what Toriyama said about female Saiyans to heart. Being told I was taking this IP too seriously over the years has paid off. I'm glad I'm so damn stubborn and resilient. I'm glad I have tunnel vision. Others would've broken if they went through the bs I did. If I had to go get bullied for liking Trunks over Vegeta and Goku all over again, I'd do it knowing what I accomplish later down the road. (But you know, I don't need to be bullied again-- nobody does). There's much more I could say but I'll leave it here as I think this is a full explanation enough. Thank you, Akira Toriyama (and the editors) for the Trunks, Androids and Cell Sagas. I'm glad Western movies inspired you. Finally, thank you for existing.

[yeowangies]

In the garden

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PAIRING: Raditz/Reader RATING: Teen and up CONTENTS: AU-Fantasy, Royalty, Medieval, Romance, Fluff, Attempt at humor. WARNINGS: A ship I'm not including in the content because I want it to be a surprise but also not everyone likes it so. yeah. WORDCOUNT: 10090

Summary:

Raditz has interacted only a handful of times with you, the princess of this kingdom. And he does find you attractive and nice, which is hard to find in royalty. But he’s also positive Vegeta intends to marry you.

Notes:

This is made for Radship week 2023, day 5, with the prompts wedding, biting, and princess. I included references to all the prompts so I feel happy! I think Raditz might be a bit ooc, but it's an au... I'm allowed right?

This is a magical medieval setting AU, and I'm just sooooo fond of this. I'm so happy with this fic, and for once it's the first fic I write that doesn't have smut lmao, it's already long so I decided against it, and it's perfect like this to be honest.

There's a side pairing here that maybe not a lot of people will like but. I love them so. Tell me what tag applies to 'side pairing without spoiler' please lmao.

Raditz shifts from one foot to another, nervous, trying very hard not to pace as he stands in the garden, outside the castle, by himself. Apparently pacing isn’t something ‘ceremonious’ to do. His tail bristles inevitably, but luckily it’s hidden underneath the extravagant armor he’s currently wearing.

When the Saiyans returned from war against Frieza and his army, they were met with ovations from all different lands, royalty inviting them for balls and ceremonial parties that he frankly cared little about. The war against one of the biggest tyrants in the world was over, and that deserved celebration for sure, but he wasn’t made to meet Dukes and Lords or to act courtly. He isn’t so sure he can even speak formally.

Prince Vegeta has dragged him into this fancy ball, after all Raditz is one of his commanders, and a significant part in that final battle. But the Prince, and his brother Kakarot, are certainly the center of attention. Kakarot is even less of a ceremonial kind of guy than he is, but food would keep him entertained. Raditz isn’t as carefree. The King and his daughter are there, and that makes him a little nervous. 

He has interacted only a handful of times with you, the princess of this kingdom. And he does find you attractive and nice, which is hard to find in royalty. But he’s also positive Vegeta intends to marry you. Not for something as ridiculous as love, but because it would give him even more power and would expand his dominion outside Saiyan territory. Saiyans belong to a small land after all, no matter how powerful they are. All because of Frieza; though that matter has been settled. Returning the Saiyans to their original glorious kingdom would take time. And that would begin with Vegeta’s marriage to you.

Even if Vegeta doesn’t have the intention of tying the knot, your royal status would suffice to keep Raditz away. He’s a Commander, a military rank, but still a commoner, and you’re a Princess, direct heir to the throne of your kingdom. He doesn’t know the rules, but he’s certain any kind of affair is not allowed.

Raditz sighs, uncomfortable wearing this fancy battle armor. He even had to tie his hair, apparently it isn’t fancy to have it flowing around. 

It’s not like he’s in love or anything. He has hardly talked to you. 

Reluctantly, he makes his way inside to the castle, knowing that the banquet is about to start.

*

Looking around the room, you quickly distinguish the Saiyans, or some of them, hanging around on the side, near the table where food is still being served. They’re known for their huge appetites, and watching them from afar, you confirm it. The Prince seems to be more delicate when it comes to eating, but not his subordinates. It amuses you more than you expect. 

You make your way towards them, people around moving out of the way and bowing profoundly when they notice it’s you, the princess, walking by. Prince Vegeta notices you first, elbowing Kakarot in the ribs, signaling him to stop eating so he can turn to you and bow. 

“There’s no need for that,��� You quickly tell them, smiling when you notice Kakarot is splurting loudly. “Apologies for interrupting your meal.”

“It’s okay,” Kakarot musters in between quiet coughs. 

“Food won’t be going anywhere, I know His Majesty wouldn’t allow it.” Vegeta adds, glaring at his companion from the side.

“That’s true, especially for you, the Saiyans who defeated Frieza.” You smile at Vegeta, and he smirks right back.

“How generous.”

Vegeta’s way of speech is conceited and arrogant, even when he isn’t being outright rude, and it truly amuses you. Almost no one speaks to you that way, and it’s refreshing finding someone who does. It’s obvious he behaves like that because he’s a Prince, and because he can snap someone’s neck if he wants to. 

You look behind him. Raditz, his Commander, is standing on the far end of the table, talking to another bigger Saiyan. You want to talk to him, but you’re not exactly sure how to approach him.

Vegeta follows your eyes, and smirks knowingly. 

“Raditz, Nappa.” He calls for them loudly enough, making them turn towards your direction. “Get over here now.”

They do as told, looking a little on the nervous side as they bow to you. 

“I’ve been told your performance in that battle was impeccable,” You glance at them, including Kakarot, who’s still eating but facing you. “I’m impressed.”

“Thank you, Your Highness.” Nappa replies, bowing once more, and you still have to strain your neck a bit to meet his eyes with how tall he is. 

“It’s in your routine to spar often, isn’t that correct? I would love to be able to watch sometime.”

“That won’t be an issue.” Vegeta says.

You glance at Raditz, standing next to Nappa, looking very stiff. 

“Are you enjoying the banquet, Commander?” You ask him directly, and his eyes finally fix on you.

“I am, Your Highness, I most deeply appreciate your efforts in all this luxury.”

His speech sounds forced and incredibly over rehearsed. The few times in the past you have talked to him, he rarely sounded like that.

“You don’t have to be so formal with me.” You giggle lightly. “After all, you’re Prince Vegeta’s Commander, and you saved all seven kingdoms. All Saiyans did, of course.”

Raditz opens and closes his mouth a couple of times, seemingly deciding what to say to your request.

“I wouldn’t dare to disrespect you in any way, Your Highness.”

You pout. 

“Do not mind him, Your Highness,” Nappa cuts in, obviously taking in your offer of informal speech around you. “He must not be drunk enough to speak normally, but give him a minute.”

Raditz snorts, and Nappa laughs at his expense. Vegeta notices that you’re stealing glances at his Commander, keeping his eyes on you before speaking.

“Your Highness, a word.” 

Vegeta gestures to the door that leads to the garden, and you nod. 

Walking ahead, you lead your way out towards the hall and onto the enormous garden adorning your palace. Stepping into it, your maid follows you closely behind until you gesture for her to stop. You trail behind Vegeta as he keeps walking ahead until he calls you by your name, without honorifics, to make you stop in your tracks.

“What is it, Vegeta?”

“It is not in my plans to marry anyone in the future.”

You blink.

“Alright… ?”

“I know your father intends for us to wed.”

“Yes, that’s what he expects, he mentioned that before.”

“I will not marry you.”

You stare at him for a second, a little confused. His expression remains stoic, not giving away any kind of thought.

“You won’t?”

“No. My idea of my kingdom going back to its original glory does not include marriage. I will not be sharing my throne with a consort.” He grins knowingly when you snort, amused at his words. “You do not wish to be married, either.”

“Maybe I don’t.”

“You do not wish to be married to me.”

Doubting whether or not to be explicitly rude, you settle with honesty, considering how the tone in the conversation is going.

“No offense, but… no.”

“None taken.” Vegeta eyes you up and down briefly, and his smirk grows wider. “My Commander is another story, however.”

“I do not know what you mean.” There’s a rush of blood traveling to your face, and you hope the darkness of the garden hides it well.

“Raditz is an idiot for not realizing how much you stare at him, and it’s irritating me.”

“Don’t call him that.” You scoff.

“What do you think about marrying him, then?” 

You bite your lip. You have thought about it before, obviously. But you know very well that your father will not be happy with that kind of union.

“He would not become royalty, not even a prince consort.” Vegeta informs you. As if you don’t already know.

“I don’t care about that.”

“And if you two have children, they wouldn’t be royalty either.”

“I… I truly do not care.” Vegeta quirks an eyebrow at your response. “I really don’t… I even thought about giving up my title.”

“Don’t be ridiculous.”

“All of this is pointless because it’s not like I talked to Raditz with any intention yet.”

“Yes, he’s not the only idiot.” Vegeta snorts when you glare at him. “Do not give up your title. I was going to offer you something different.”

“Oh?”

“Marry him. He may not be royalty, but his entire family is Elite in our kingdom. He has his own fief, and you can settle there if you so wish.”

You gape at him. Vegeta seems to have given this situation a lot of thought. More than you had. 

“Wha-What do you-”

“What do you say? Do you wish for me to inform him of his engagement to the princess?” He asks you sarcastically, after a minute of silence.

“N-No! You can’t do that! What if he doesn’t want to marry?”

“I’ll force him.”

“Vegeta!”

He chuckles, crossing his arms over his chest.

“Feel free to pursue him then.”

“What do you get from all this? I can’t believe you’re doing this out of the goodness of your heart.”

“Of course not. I do not waste my time with sentimentality.”

“So?” 

“I oppose getting married myself, but an union between my high rank soldiers and other royals benefits my kingdom. And I tolerate you enough to not be opposed to your union with my Commander.”

That’s the closest comment to a compliment you’ll ever get from Vegeta, and it makes you smile. 

“That was almost a nice thing to say.”

“Hurry up and tie the knot with the idiot before he finds someone else.”

Vegeta turns around to walk back to the ball, and you stare at his back for a second, completely offended.

“Hold on!” You catch up to him and grab his forearm to stop him. “You’re not gonna tell him about any of this, are you?”

“Of course not.” He scoffs, shrugging off your hand. “You want to confess your feelings? Be my guest.”

With that, Vegeta walks off, leaving you a little confused, but also a little hopeful.

*

“Good afternoon, Commander.”

Raditz practically jumps from his seat when he hears your voice. He’s taking a break from sparring, and he was almost on the verge of dozing off when you caught him off guard. 

“Your Highness.” He stands up at once, bowing exaggeratedly.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t realize I was bothering you.”

“No, please! I shouldn’t-”

He shouldn’t what? Almost fall asleep in the garden? He isn’t good at formal speech, he doesn’t know what the right thing to say is in this situation. You smile sweetly at him, and that reassures him enough. 

“May I sit with you?”

Raditz nods eagerly, and moves to the side to let you accommodate next to him. He catches sight of your maid standing several feet behind you. As a chaperone, obviously.

“How’s the spar going?”

“Good… We tend to go pretty rough on each other, even if it’s practice.” He comments when he notices you’re checking out the couple of bruises on his arms. 

“Wouldn’t this be a good time to rest? You did a great campaign after all.”

“Yeah, I mean-” He clears his throat, starting his sentence again in a more appropriate tone. “Your Highness has nothing to worry about.”

“You don’t have to be so formal with me.” Your smile grows wider and you inch closer to him.

“But, it’s not-”

“I will be informal with you if you’re informal with me.”

Raditz stares at you, at your smile, and he finds it genuine. He hasn’t met many royals, but he’s not sure all of them are as honest in their ways as you are. At least from the few interactions he’s had with you.

“Alright, sounds good.” He smirks, his shoulders easing a little bit of the tension they were holding. 

“Good.” You grin, meeting his eyes briefly. “So, I suppose all these bruises are a common occurrence?

“Pretty much. If we want to be better for a real battle, we gotta train like it’s a real battle.”

“Of course. Do you ever take breaks?”

“I’m taking one right now.”

“No,” You chuckle when he smiles teasingly. “I mean, days off? You deserve it.”

“We will once we’re back home for sure. We still have to celebrate with our people.”

“Oh… Do you know when you’re leaving?”

Raditz pays close attention to your expression, because he’s positive he feels some sadness in your tone. 

“It’s not certain. In a month, at most.”

“I’ll try to make your stay as pleasant as possible until then.”

“Your Highness already makes everything pleasant.”

His words make his cheeks flush a little, and he clears his throat awkwardly, but your smile only grows wider at his words.

“I meant no disrespect…”

“Oh, please! Your words were sweet, I appreciate them.”

When you put your hand over his, Raditz feels like electricity traveling through his body, just by that simple gesture alone. 

Is it okay to feel like this? After all, you’re supposed to marry Vegeta. It hasn’t been announced yet, but it’s going to be a matter of time. Why else were they staying in the palace if not for that? Raditz quickly moves his hand away.

“I apologize, Your Highness, I must return to my training.” He stands up to leave, noticing the look of confusion in your eyes. He pauses and turns to you with the intention of not being perceived as rude. “I will escort you back to the palace if you desire.”

“I want to watch your sparring matches, if that’s okay.” You stand up next to him, and even though you do not even reach his shoulder, your attitude makes up for your height. 

“It’s going to be bloody, and it’s no place for a lady-”

“I think I can handle it.” You put your hands on your hips, determined.

You’re making it harder for him to resist your charms, even when you’re just talking to him; he knows he’s going to get sloppy during training if you’re there, watching. Raditz nods at last, and offers his arm for you to take. You accept it, putting your hand on his arm, smiling a little shyly as you make your way to the training grounds, the maid accompanying you from afar.

He should have known better, though, and he feels like an idiot after his first spar with Kakarot. 

“Hey, Raditz, you okay?” Kakarot asks, trailing behind him, obviously worried. 

“I’m fine.” Raditz spits.

He’s more angry with himself than with his brother. He insisted on sparring with Kakarot when he knows he’s just as strong as Vegeta, meaning he can kick his ass. He got a very ugly cut on his chest as a result, and while it hurts like hell, it will heal fast; he’s a Saiyan after all. 

But the humiliation he feels because you watch him get his ass kicked, that will sting for far longer than that cut.

“I didn’t mean to hurt you that bad-”

“I know you didn’t, you idiot!” Raditz stops in his tracks and turns to his brother.

“Then why are you so angry?!”

“Because-!” Raditz is opening his mouth, considering his words, and wondering if he should tell his brother how he feels. Kakarot can not keep a secret to save his life, he’s too carefree. 

“This isn’t about the sparring match, is it?” He asks. He can also be perceptive when he wants to be.

“I did not want to lose so stupidly when she was there.”

“Who?”

“The princess.” He murmurs. 

“The princess?” Kakarot asks for confirmation, way too loud for Raditz’s taste.

“Keep your fucking voice down!”

“Oh!” His brother covers his mouth briefly, before speaking again in a lower tone. “Why the princess?”

“Because… Because she’s the princess. She must think I’m a fucking loser.”

“I don’t think she does, she seems nice everytime we talk.”

“Yeah, well, not after she saw my sloppy moves out there.”

“Why do you care so much? It’s not like we’re gonna see her often after this.”

Raditz falters. He knows why he cares, but explaining why is going to be difficult if he doesn’t want to give himself away. There’s a few seconds of silence as he tries to organize his thoughts, but Kakarot’s eyes are fixed on him, and his clueless expression soon turns into mischievous eyes and a knowing smile.

“You like her!”

“Shut up! Of course I don’t!”

“Why are you all red then?” Raditz punches Kakarot in the arm, making him cry out at the sudden violence. “Why’d you do that?!”

“Because you’re nosy and annoying.”

Raditz turns to leave, but Kakarot is still right behind him as they walk back to their rooms.

“Hey, wait! Do you really like her, then?”

“Of course I don’t!”

“Yeah, right.” He scoffs, looking at Raditz with a playful gaze. “I don’t understand why you’re so mad, it’s good to like someone, right?”

“You’re an idiot.” Raditz breathes in deeply, trying to control his own temper. “She’s going to marry Vegeta.”

“Huh?”

“What you heard.”

“But… he hasn’t said anything about that?”

“Yet. It’s only a matter of time.”

Kakarot scratches the back of his head, obviously confused. 

“That can’t be true.”

“I know what I’m telling you, Kakarot. Why else are we staying in this palace for a month? He wants to marry her, for political reasons, obviously.”

Raditz can’t figure out his brother’s expression. He seems hurt but he doesn’t know why.

“I think you’re wrong…” He says quietly.

“Just wait and see.” Raditz tells him before walking away. Kakarot doesn’t follow him this time. 

*

You see Raditz walking, or more like striding, down the great hall of the palace, and you sprint to him at once. Since he got injured earlier that day, you were worried, and you tried to look for him to see how he’s doing; you’re glad you saw him walking by. He notices you quickly, slowing down as you catch up to him. 

“How are you doing, Commander?” You ask, a little out of breath. Trotting with heels and a gigantic dress must count as an exercise on its own.

“I’m fine,” Raditz eyes you with an amused smile on his lips. “How are you, Your Highness?”

“I’m out of shape, I know it must be hilarious,” You retort, rolling your eyes. “Try walking around in this enormous attire and we’ll see how you do.”

“You must know, Your Highness, that our battle armor weighs about 50 kg.” He chuckles when your mouth drops open. “So believe me, I know what it's like walking around in heavy clothes.”

“I had no idea…” You walk by his side through the long hall, repressing the urge to wrap your arm around his. “I only ever held a sword once, and it wasn’t as heavy as I thought it would be.”

“Every sword is different. Vegeta’s is probably the heaviest. But you didn’t run to me to talk about this, did you?”

“You got a very unpleasant injury earlier, are you alright?”

Raditz sighs loudly, and it makes you worry a little, and it doesn’t help that he looks uneasy and tense when you ask.

“I’m fine. We Saiyans heal a lot faster than normal people, this is nothing.”

“Have you gone to the infirmary?”

“I got a bandage, just so I don’t bleed through my clothes.”

“If there’s anything else you need, let me know, please.” 

You cannot help putting your hand on his forearm, reassuringly squeezing him there. Touching Raditz, or any man, is frowned upon, especially because you’re alone with him. Then again, you are alone, so no one can judge you. The gesture only lasts a couple of seconds before you withdraw your hand. Touching is not a courting sign, but you want to convey your feelings towards him somehow. Especially now, when he’s injured. 

He’s looking at you curiously for a second before offering you a small smile. 

“There’s nothing to worry about, Your Highness.”

“I trust your word, Commander.”

Reaching the gardens, he stops by the stairs before turning to you.

“I had to get back, thank you for your concern.” 

“Would you like it if I sent in more food to your residence?”

“That would be incredible, we’d be more than grateful.” He grins widely, and you return his smile.

“I’ll arrange for it at once!”

Raditz nods, still keeping the smile on his face, and bows, before leaving. 

The Saiyans don’t always eat at the palace during their stay, unless the King invites them to join him. And you and the King don’t even eat together every time either, sometimes it’s just you, eating alone. 

You wished you could have dinner with Raditz, at least once. 

The customs about courtship are so stupid. A man has to make the first move? You cannot touch each other until there’s an official engagement? It’s not like you wanted to have intimate relations five minutes after meeting him (though somewhere in another lifetime, you probably would have). He isn’t going to pursue you because he’s a commoner and you’re a princess, and that’s just even more stupid. 

At least you hope you made your intentions clear by touching his arm, that’s as explicit as you can get.

*

Raditz suspects something must be going on if Vegeta hasn’t announced his engagement to you yet. If they are to stay for almost a month, he would assume it would happen sooner than later. Why wait all this time? Vegeta doesn’t even need to court you, he’s a Prince and you’re a Princess, these arrangements happen all the time.

But still, not one word. It did surprise him a bit when Kakarot thought it was impossible for such a thing to even happen. He may not be the brightest person, but he is Vegeta’s right hand man, he should know something. 

If anything, Raditz is confused after you had deliberately touched him when you were alone. He knows social courting rules well enough, that was something that would have been social suicide for you. Stupid rules, if he had a say in them. Why should you be affected by such a thing? And even if some other man were to touch you without your consent, the one with a ruined reputation would be you. 

So why did you touch him? It can’t be what he’s thinking about… Right?

It’s more than obvious that Raditz likes you. Incredibly obvious if Kakarot of all people noticed. So you must know. But that can’t be right; Vegeta is supposed to marry you, after all.

He rubs his temples as he walks down the corridor of their residence. The skin of his arm where you touched him earlier tingles. He isn’t so innocent as to let himself be affected by a single touch of a hand in such a chaste place, but he has also been thinking way too much about you to let it slide. It was as if your fingers had burned right through his skin. And it certainly made blood rush to certain places. 

A door suddenly bursting open brings him back from his inappropriate thoughts, and he watches Kakarot storm out of Vegeta’s room. He can’t see his face clearly, but his body language indicates he’s pissed. 

“I’ll fucking kill you if you come close to me again!” Vegeta actually steps out of his room to yell at him, apparently equally angry. 

Raditz freezes into place. He has seen them fight before, verbally and physically. And he knew Vegeta well enough to know when his threats were just bark and no bite. This time, however, he sounds genuinely irate. And Kakarot never seemed as tense either, even if he can only watch his back as he practically strides away.

Other Saiyans have either stuck their heads out of their own rooms, or turned to watch from their places in the corridor. Vegeta notices the attention with a brief glance around, and turns to walk inside his room again.

“Don’t you have anything else to do, or do you all have a death wish?!” He yells with a sharp edge on his voice Raditz has rarely heard.

Most men scurry as soon as Vegeta’s words leave his lips, but Raditz remains static, utterly confused.

What just happened?

He knows better than to ask Vegeta about it. He tries to go after Kakarot, walking quickly to catch up to him, only to see him practically running away into the training grounds. Raditz gives up on him then; Kakarot wants to get rid of his anger with violence, and he doesn’t blame him at all, but he doesn’t want to be on the receiving end either.

‘If you come close to me again’, that’s what Vegeta said. What did he even mean?

Raditz has enough of his own issues to be thinking about the possible implications of those words, so he simply turns towards his own room to take a bath. He much rather be thinking about you than what he just witnessed. 

*

This time, you chose a secure, hidden spot to watch Raditz train. He seemed on edge when you told him you wanted to watch their sparring matches, so maybe if he doesn’t know you're there, he wouldn’t be so tense. 

You can’t help yourself. It’s ridiculous how attractive he is, especially when he seems so focused on training he forgets about everything else. The taunting words towards his opponent, his confident smirk, even the sweat dripping down the side of his face. All of it draws you to him.

Your cheeks flush when Raditz wins his match and grins triumphantly. You take a minute to calm down as you watch him walk towards the side of the training grounds, pouring water over his face and running his fingers through his wild mane. You might need more than a minute to compose yourself after such a sight, but you slowly approach him. 

“Commander.” You call for him, a few feet away from him now.

Raditz turns towards you, obviously completely taken aback by your presence if the look in his eyes is any indication.

“Your Highness,” He bows before running a hand up his hair, like trying to put it into some kind of order, but obviously failing. Still adorable. “What brings you here?”

“I just wanted to watch you train again.”

He blushes slightly at your words, and you smile widely.

“I… Did you enjoy the match?” Raditz asks, still seemingly nervous.

“Of course, I couldn’t avert my eyes.” You grin smugly when you watch the color on his cheeks intensify. So he is affected by your attention. “You fight really well. You’re the Commander after all.”

“You don’t need to compliment me, Your Highness.” He says, lowering his gaze, clearly flustered. 

“It’s only the truth,” You eye him carefully, checking some bruises he obviously just got, even if he won. “Are you hurt?”

“They’re superficial wounds, they'll heal in no time.”

“Saiyans are truly impressive, I wish I could have that ability.”

“Your Highness won’t be going to battle any time soon.” Raditz teases you with a small smirk, and you smile in return.

“I might if I could heal that fast!”

“I don’t think it would be wise for you, with all due respect. You seem too delicate for battle.”

“Delicate?” You cross your arms, feigning offense. “I’m tougher than you might think.”

“Maybe. Your beauty would distract the enemies enough, that’s for sure.”

Your eyes open wide momentarily, and you watch him comically blush again. It has obviously been a slip, but you’re glad it happened. 

“I-I meant that-”

“Please, if you take back your words, I will be offended, Commander.” It’s your turn to tease him, and he sighs loudly. 

“I wasn’t… I meant that with the utmost respect.”

You smile as gently as you could without letting your own feelings make you practically jump in the air. You don’t care about compliments about your appearance, most of them are just trying to flatter you for the sake of it, but you do care when it comes from Raditz. Especially when he so openly blushes like that. 

“I did not take offense,” You feel a little bold after seeing his reaction so you go on. “But I hope that respect is not the only way you think of me.”

Raditz blinks and stutters, taken aback as he tries to find the right words to say, and you watch his face contort in confusion, surprise and fluster, with amusement. 

“I-I-I’m not… sure what you mean…”

You huff, glancing around quickly. There aren’t many people nearby, only your maid, a couple of feet away, obviously keeping an eye on you, but she still couldn’t listen to your conversation. You lean in a little closer, watching Raditz blush again at your proximity. 

“I think you know what I mean, Commander.”

“Your Highness, I wouldn’t dare-”

“Please!” You whisper this time, trying to make this conversation even more private than what it is, so you can finally get your point across. “I don’t want to believe that you’re this ignorant of my affection.”

Raditz gapes at you, considering the implication of your words before speaking again.

“I don’t think we should be talking about this here, of all places. Or at all. You’re putting yourself and me in a difficult position.” He takes a step back just as other Saiyans walk into the room with boisterous screams. 

“Why?!”

“I must go.” 

Raditz leaves hurriedly without giving you an answer.

You stare at his back until you can no longer see him, pouting angrily before turning to leave yourself.

Why is he playing hard to get? You don’t understand. He obviously likes you, you have seen it in his eyes, in his gestures and in the pink hue of his cheeks whenever you get too close. You refuse to give up until you get a straight answer, which is difficult to do when there’s always one of your maids, or soldiers, or Saiyans around. You need to be completely alone with him, somehow.

A few days later, there’s another Ball, organized of course by your Father, with a little convincing from your part. You know where the Saiyans usually are, when some of them are not trying to woo some of the ladies from the court, and that’s by the banquet table. Vegeta is talking to your Father on the other side of the room, Raditz is near the table by the door that leads to the garden, and Kakarot is eating to his heart’s content near his brother. 

This is the moment you’re waiting, so you casually approach Kakarot.

“Your Highness!” He exclaims with his mouth full the moment he sees you. You smile sweetly at him, not caring at all about his lack of manners. 

“Can you do me a favor?” You cut to the chase, and lock eyes with him as he swallows down the food in his mouth.

Minutes later, the table that has been laid out for the food is abruptly split in half ‘accidentally’ by Kakarot, causing deafening noises of silverware breaking inevitably, along with people screaming in shock at the sudden sound. The maids currently nearby you are shocked and rapidly rush to help clean up the mess, so you take the opportunity to make your move.

Raditz turns to his brother like he’s ready to kill him for such an accident, but you were quick to be only a few feet away from him when Kakarot broke the table, and you hastily grab his hand to drag him out the door. You know he’s shocked when he calls you by your name instead of an honorific, but he doesn’t actually make you stop dragging him. 

You take him out towards the garden, practically sprinting all the way towards one of the deepest, most private parts. You finally let go of him when you reach a particularly tall hedge with a seat on its side. 

“We can talk alone now.” You say to him, turning to face him. 

To your own surprise, he seems more than just taken aback. Impressed, even. 

“I-I told your brother to do that,” You feel the need to explain when his eyes bore holes right through you. “I needed to be alone with you… To talk…”

“You are daring, I give you that… Your Highness.” 

You offer him a half smile before urging him to sit down on the bench. He is way too tall and would stand out from afar. Sitting down next to him, you open your mouth to speak, but he talks first.

“This isn’t a good idea. If anyone sees us-”

“I don’t care.” You interrupt him. 

“Your Highness-”

“Let’s be honest for a second, alright? We’re alone, after all.”

Raditz visibly tenses, and his eyes remain on your face. You feel like blushing the more he stares, and you probably are after a few seconds pass, but you refuse to let your embarrassment get to you. 

“You’re right.” He says, breaking the silence. 

“Sorry?”

“You’re right. I’m not that ignorant about how you treat me.”

“Oh… Then-”

“I can’t return it.”

You balk only for a moment before glaring at him.

“I like you. A lot.” Your face heats up quickly when you say those words, but to your relief, his face also turns a vivid shade of red that only emboldens you. “I enjoy your company. I enjoy seeing you train, especially when you don’t know I’m watching you. You are… incredibly handsome. And while I find it adorable that you get so nervous around me, I also know you’re not like that all the time.”

It confirms what you already know the more you speak, as Raditz’s face gets more flushed by the second. He does like you and he is attracted to you. He’s obviously embarrassed, though, as he looks down at the floor and then to the side after you’re done speaking.

“Your Highness-”

“Don’t you dare lie to me.”

“You’re truly something, Princess.” Raditz is once again taken aback by your words. The blush fades, and he smirks at you, making your heart flutter. “Since you were so painfully honest, I suppose I own you that much.”

You smile, staring up at him as you wait patiently.

“You have been on my mind since the second I saw you, and you’ve done nothing but implant yourself in my thoughts the more we talked.” Your smile grows inevitably until Raditz’s expression turns stern as he crosses his arms in front of his chest. “But there’s nothing we can do.”

“…What do you mean?”

“You’re the Princess.”

“I know.” You take a deep breath, preparing yourself to explain to him that you have thought this through. “I considered everything about our circumstances. I-”

“Then you must know that I can’t be with you.”

“Yes, you can.” You frown.

“Your Highness,” You roll your eyes when you realize he’s going to start talking to you formally once more. “I can’t do this. You’re going to marry Prince Vegeta-”

“What?”

“-And I can’t betray him like that. I’m the Commander in his army, I can’t touch his future wife, no matter what I feel. Not matter if your marriage is political or not-”

“Commander!” You call for him, hoping that he would stop talking to let you clarify the situation.

“If it was anyone else, I wouldn’t say no to you right now.” Raditz goes on, and you let him this time, a little amused at his confession. “Believe me, I’m not sure I even like Prince Vegeta that much, but I can’t do this to His Highness.”

“Raditz!” You call his name, and he does stop talking then. You snort, trying hard not to laugh at his words. “Okay, I can’t let you go on. I’m not marrying Prince Vegeta.”

“Excuse me?”

“I’m not marrying Prince Vegeta.”

He blinks, staring down at you, processing your words.

“You’re not marrying him?” 

“No! Why did you think that?”

“I… Isn’t it obvious?”

“I suppose it is, but if I was going to marry him, it would have been announced by now. Besides, he doesn’t want to marry me.” Raditz frowns, but you go on before he can interrupt you again. “I don’t want to, either! But he said he’s going to support me if I choose to marry you.”

“He-He did?”

“Yes!” 

Raditz stares at you, bewildered and surprised, as he takes in your words. 

“I don’t understand… Wouldn’t a marriage benefit both of our kingdoms?”

“Yes, it would, but Vegeta wants things his way. He assured me, though, that if I desire to marry someone else in his army, he would support me.”

“That doesn’t sound like him.” Raditz arches an eyebrow.

“It would still benefit him politically anyway.” You say with a chuckle.

“Now, that sounds like him.” He smirks. 

You smile sweetly at him. His belief that Vegea was supposed to marry you was what was keeping him away. You’re relieved and amused at the situation; even if he did say he’s loyal to the Prince, he still clarified that he isn’t that fond of him anyway. You have to contain your giggle. 

“So I was stressing over nothing.” Raditz says, looking over at you.

“Yes.” You snicker.

“You think it’s funny, huh?”

“I do!”

Raditz lightly nudges your knee with his when you laugh, laughing quietly himself too after a moment. 

“You made me doubt myself.” You comment, looking at the ground. “I thought that you just didn’t have any affection for me.”

“How could I not? Our conversations only made it harder for me to resist you.” He smirks, eyes fixed on you when you turn your gaze towards him. 

You can’t contain your smile, your heart skipping several beats in the last few minutes, you might as well be having a heart attack. You almost do when you feel something soft and furry touch your arm, making you jump. Raditz chuckles quietly as you notice his tail, fully unwrapped, gently caressing your skin and holding your hand. You run your fingers through it, stroking it tenderly in return, and you hear a quiet purr coming from his chest. 

“I’ll talk to my father.” You say quietly, completely content as his tail unwraps itself from your hand, returning to its usual place around his waist. 

“No.” Raditz states, looking at you with a serious expression “I will. That’s the suitor’s duty. I will also talk to Prince Vegeta, you mentioned you spoke with him before, isn’t that right?”

“Yes. He actually thought this through more than I did.”

“He did, huh? Who would have thought he was a matchmaker?” He chuckles as you laugh quietly. Vegeta has truly been the centerpiece of your soon to be union. “We were that obvious.” 

“Apparently so.”

Your proximity is distracting you, there’s only a few inches in between your bodies, and you dare to keep your gaze fixed on his handsome face. Raditz is staring right back with intense eyes, and your face heats up quickly when you notice his gaze is aimed at your lips. 

You want to kiss him badly, and you lean a little closer towards him. But the commotion going on back at the banquet hall can still be heard, and it only makes you more nervous. And he notices, pulling back just as you do. 

“Commander,” You start in a soft voice, still blushing as you lower your eyes. “I don’t want my first kiss to be in front of diplomats and royalty on our wedding day. I hope we can be alone again, and soon.”

When his hand finds your chin to tilt your head up, you gape at him in surprise.

“Whenever you’re ready.” Raditz says, and it’s reassuring words, but his smirk and gaze promise something more. 

*

When Raditz talked to Vegeta, before he even approached the King, he did it with confidence, knowing that the Prince already knew about your mutual feelings since you had already talked to him. That didn’t stop him from getting annoyed that you two had taken too long to finally confess your affections to each other. 

Raditz didn’t tell him that was probably entirely his own fault.

Vegeta had actually planned this thoroughly. You moving in to his fief was his goal, it was a way of having the Princess in his Kingdom; he was betting on you not losing your royal status once you’re married, even when Raditz himself wouldn’t be royalty after your marriage. That was a long shot, but he didn’t care about that. He trusted you had thought this through as well. His fief isn’t poor by any means, and he’s going to work harder than usual if it means giving you more luxuries to live with. 

Talking to the King was probably one of the most difficult conversations he’s ever had. Raditz had an audience with him, alone. He’s an imposing man, concerned with your well being. And the political implications of such an union, obviously. He was stern, serious, and practically emotionless when Raditz confessed his feelings for you, promising that he’s going to care for you to the best of his abilities and even more beyond that. 

Raditz didn’t get a straight answer from the King, and when he stepped out of the room, you’re there, looking at him with bright eyes, as you gently touch his hand for a brief second, telling him wordlessly that if your father needs more convincing, you’re going to give it to him. 

Vegeta has an audience with the King after yours is finished, and by the next day, your engagement is official and public. 

All Saiyans congratulate him before he even knows the announcement has happened, and he’s a little bit relieved that apparently he wasn’t the only one who thought that Vegeta was meant to marry you. Except Kakarot.

“I told you, Vegeta didn’t even like her that way.” His brother comments to him on their way to the training grounds.

“Vegeta doesn’t like anyone that way, Kakarot.” Raditz rolls his eyes. 

“I don’t know about that, but I’m glad you got what you wanted.” He grins, nudging his side. “When’s the wedding?”

“I don’t know, she’s going to pick the date. I haven’t spoken to her today.”

“Man, I hope it’s soon. Would hate to go back to our Kingdom and then travel back here.”

Raditz considers what Kakarot said. A good point for once. 

He’s surprised to see you outside the training camps, later that day after he’s done sparring. He hesitates to approach you, knowing he’s drenched in sweat and dirt, but you beckon him with your eyes, smiling widely as you lean over one of the walls on the side, hidden from anyone who might walk by. 

You’re completely alone, too. That worries him and excites him at the same time. 

“What are you doing here, alone?” Raditz asks, looking you over, before turning to check if there��s truly no one around. 

“I came to see you, and talk to you.” You look up at him, still smiling when you touch his hand. 

“It’s dangerous.”

“Since when?” You frown, confused. “I’m the Princess, Raditz, if anyone touches me, it’s going to be a war.”

The way you say his name, not calling him ‘Commander’ for once, doesn’t go unnoticed.

“Precisely.”

“And since when are you this protective?” You smile, amused when he scoffs.

“I’ve always been like this, now I can freely express it.”

“Okay,” You chuckle, lightly threading your fingers with his. “I came to ask you about the wedding, when do you want it to be?”

“It’s the same for me.”

“Two weeks from now?”

Was that a long time? Or too little? Raditz has attended weddings before, but he has never paid attention. He shrugs, and you roll your eyes at him. 

“I’ll check with Prince Vegeta later to see if that’s okay.” You add.

“Why?”

“I want to move in to your fief soon afterwards, so I need to consult him on that too.”

“I like that.” Raditz smirks, leaning a bit closer as your smile grows wider. “What did your father say when you spoke to him?”

“The first thing he asked me was if I had lost my mind.” 

“That’s reassuring.” The grin on his face flattens, but you still look amused.

“But when I told him how I really feel, and that I wanted to marry you no matter what, even if it means losing my status-”

“He confirmed that you had actually lost your mind?” Raditz asks, raising an eyebrow.

“He seemed… happy.”

“Happy?”

“As much as he can get, I suppose. He seemed pleased with my words, and convinced about our union.”

Raditz nods, satisfied with what you were telling him. 

“We should have talked about this the other day, but are you sure you’re okay with marrying me, and possibly losing your title?”

“I don’t care about that.” You say, holding his hand firmly in yours. “I would be worried if you didn’t have a place to call home, but you do. I know we can make that place cozy for the both of us.”

Squeezing your hand in his, Raditz smiles, leaning a bit closer. 

“I’ll make it comfortable for you. You can buy whatever you desire, any luxury you wish to have-”

“I don’t care about that.” You emphasize, smiling. “Thank you, but I only want you.”

The moment calls for him to get even closer to you, to lean in and just kiss you, like you said you wanted just the other day. 

You’re startled a moment later, and Raditz turns to see some Saiyans walking out of the training grounds, boisterously laughing and bragging about some of their fighting moves. 

“When we finally get to our fief, I will tell everyone to fuck off so we can be truly alone for once.”

Your laughter makes him grin. When his heart flutters, he realizes he’s more fucked than he thought he was. 

“In all honesty, I find it adorable when you used to be nervous around me, but I knew this is how you really are.” You say, still laughing quietly. 

“You are rather mischievous too, aren’t you, Princess?” Raditz purrs that last word, making your cheeks blush slightly. “After all, you’re here without a chaperone.”

“I am.” You tug at his hand, drawing him closer.

Raditz takes in your sight. Your dress was a light, pastel color, looks almost immaculate on you, while he’s completely dirty.

“I’m going to ruin your dress.”

“I don’t care about the dress.” You say, exasperated. “Just kiss me. Please.”

He doesn’t need any more convincing. 

Carefully sliding his hands on your waist, Raditz leans down, gently pressing his lips to yours. You make a small content noise, smiling into the kiss and resting your hands on his chest. He wonders if you can feel his heart, beating enthusiastically inside his ribcage. 

Leaning his forehead against yours, you’re smiling brightly when he breaks the kiss. Raditz knows he’s smiling just the same.

“How was that for a first kiss?”

“I really liked it.” 

He’s surprised when you close the space between them and kiss him again. He doesn’t even fight it, his grip on your waist tightening as he holds you even closer, forgetting what he said about ruining your clothes. 

It’s just a simple kiss, he’s just pressing his lips to yours, saving the deeper kisses for when he can truly revel in your time alone. But he’s craving more so he pulls away after a while.

“You’re tempting me…” Raditz pants, reluctantly letting his hands fall to his side. 

“I’ll try to make the wedding take place as soon as possible.” You reassure him, snickering quietly. 

His eyes scan you, taking your hands in his and inspecting them as well.  

“Come, I’ll try to clean you up.”

“I’m fine, Raditz.”

He gently leads you around the building to get into one of the tents, his face heating up the more you use his real name. 

When Raditz walks in, he freezes when he sees Kakarot and Vegeta, with their arms wrapped around one another, heavily making out in the middle of the room, without a single care in the world. They immediately pull away the moment they realize you and Raditz had walked in, Vegeta turning completely red in record time.

“Kakarot?! Vegeta?!” Raditz exclaims, eyes ready to pop out of his face, forgetting to even use honorifics in his current state of shock.

“Now we know why he didn’t want to marry me.” You say, equally surprised, but smiling in amusement. 

“That had nothing to do with this!” Vegeta explains, his face glowing vibrantly.

“My own brother?! And the prince?!” Raditz says in astonishment. 

Kakarot remains silent, looking very awkward and blushing lightly across the cheeks, and you can’t contain your grin. 

“This is a popular kissing spot, apparently.” You comment, your eyes flicking between the three men, in various states of nervous shock. 

“How dare-What are you even doing here?!” Vegeta barks.

“But Vegeta and I always come here and we never run into anyone…” Kakarot says, making you snort.

Raditz is mortified with each passing second, and he feels the need to gouge out his eyes. 

“Kakarot, shut up! Let’s get the fuck out of here!” Vegeta grabs Kakarot’s wrist, dragging him out, before turning around. “Not a single word to anyone about this!”

“Likewise.” You smile, still entertained. 

“Don’t worry, I didn’t even want to see that.” Raditz replies, covering his face with his hands. 

Vegeta and Kakarot leave in a hurry, and Raditz groans, completely blindsided by what he just witnessed to utter a single word. 

“They look cute.” You comment, but he still can’t get his face out of his hands to see you. “You’re practically royalty now.”

“What are you talking about?”

“You’re not only going to marry a princess, but your brother is also… involved with the prince.”

“Don’t even say it like that.” Raditz groans, now running his hands through his hair. 

“We both know it doesn’t matter how I word it, they’re already together.” You giggle.

Raditz realizes now all the little signals, and the things he had witnessed in the past, like that time he saw Kakarot storming out of Vegeta’s room; it was all there, but he has never thought it was possible for Kakarot and Vegeta to be together like that. 

“I should have known…” He murmurs. 

“Why? Did you see something before this?” You ask, intrigued.

“God, no… Let’s just get out of here.” Disregarding what he said about helping you get clean, Raditz grabs your hand and leads you outside.

“I hope you share the gossip once we’re alone again.” You grin playfully, threading your fingers through his as you walk to the palace. 

“Is that what you want to do when we’re alone?” Raditz asks, looking at you with the same mischievous gleam in his eyes. 

You only laugh in response, thrilling him more than ever. 

Getting the image of Kakarot and Vegeta out of his mind takes longer than he expects, but Raditz soon forgets about it the more often he gets to be alone with you. Apparently you had sneaked around the palace alone for years now, so you have no problem finding spots where you know you two won’t be bothered, and he gets to steal a few more kisses from your lips.

The King is not happy that the wedding takes place so soon, but he doesn’t try to change your mind, or so you tell Raditz. You seem eager for it to take place as soon as possible, and he can’t say anything, because he feels exactly the same. 

Raditz hasn’t realized how nervous he is until the wedding day when he wakes up and he’s surrounded by dozens of maids and servants helping him get into his ceremonial white clothes, which are apparently even more uncomfortable than the other fancy outfits he has to wear for banquets. Vegeta is just as annoyed as he is when he lectures him on protocol for the umpteenth time, reminding him again not to tug at his clothes, to walk slowly, and not to curse, no matter who speaks to him. Raditz already knew all that, and hearing it again only makes him more anxious.

He forgets about everything, how uncomfortable the attire is, and everything Vegeta told him about etiquette, when he sees you. Your dress is impressive, with a lot of details embroidered, but he isn’t paying attention to all that; he sees you smiling gorgeously underneath the veil, taking glances at him as the priest speaks. 

He’s only allowed to give you a small kiss once you’re pronounced husband and wife, but he’s going to make up for it later that night. 

The reception only lasts for so long, and before Raditz even knows it, it’s already time for him to head to the bridal chamber. It’s a custom that he should wait until you’re ready before walking in, but he can’t help but get a little nervous during that time. 

If your first kiss was with him, then your first time would be that night. The tail underneath his shirt tightens; it’s not that he’s an animal and can’t control himself, but he also knows that he might end up hurting you even if he were to use a little more force than usual to hold you. Running a hand up his face and into his hair, he taps his foot on the floor as he keeps waiting, trying to calm his nerves. 

When the maids come out of the chamber, Raditz doesn’t wait for them to tell him he can walk in. You’re sitting in a chair by the fire, with your hair down and wearing a long nightgown, as you turn to him, smiling sweetly. 

He can’t believe he is actually married. To you.

Raditz approaches you as you stand up, and he immediately notices your trepidation; you’re playing with your hair and nibbling your bottom lip. He doesn’t think too much into it when he leans down and kisses you, and you make a surprised noise, putting your hands on his shoulders. 

“I’m sorry,” He says, pulling away after a few seconds and taking a step back. “I couldn’t help it.”

“N-No, it’s fine…” You stutter, blushing slightly. 

“Are you nervous?” Raditz asks, sliding one hand into your hair. 

“Is it that obvious?” You smile, leaning into his touch.

“Don’t be. I’ve done this before, so-” The minute he says those words, Raditz feels like punching himself in the face. Why did he say that? “Fuck, I’m an idiot. I shouldn’t have said that.”

“I guess I’m not the only one who's nervous.” You smile, not at all perturbed by what he just blurted out.

He is nervous, but he’s more overwhelmed by the fact that he just got married. Raditz never thought it would have been possible. 

“When I first saw you, I never thought I’d end up here, in a bedroom with you. On our wedding night.” 

He sits on the bed, staring at you intensely. You are usually wearing fancy dresses, and your hair tied in elaborate styles, but you, in just a nightgown and your hair flowing, are the prettiest you’ve ever been to his eyes.

“When you first saw me? At the banquet hall, months ago?” You ask, sitting beside him.

“It was long before that. The first time we arrived at the palace was over a year ago. Your father welcomed us alone because it was very late at night. I couldn’t sleep and went into the garden that first night, and you were there.” Raditz remembers that day vividly. You were sitting in the garden, petting what he assumed were one of your father’s hunting dogs. He wondered what you were doing at such an hour, but he didn’t move to disturb you. “Surprisingly alone, even when the palace is full of soldiers and visitors.”

“You didn’t talk to me then.”

“It wouldn’t have been appropriate, and I didn’t want to scare you. I stared at you from afar for a bit.” Raditz groans, running a hand down his face in shame. His tongue is looser due to his nerves and he can’t control it. “You must think I’m a creep now.”

“No.” You chuckle, taking his hand into yours. “I also saw you for the first time before that first banquet. I sneaked out once to see you all train. You caught my eye that day.”

“I did?”

“Yes.” Raditz looks at you curiously, and you go on before he even has the chance to ask for more. “You’re handsome, yes, but there was something else too. Your attitude at banquets and balls, that amused me to no end.”

“Why?” He chuckled.

“It was obvious you didn’t even want to be there at all.”

“It’s true, I don’t particularly like events where royals are involved.”

“Even me?” You ask teasingly, nudging his side. 

“Until I realized you were one of the few nice ones.” 

You laugh quietly, leaning closer. Raditz tilts your chin closer and kisses you tenderly, savoring your lips, smiling when you wrap your arms around his neck. 

“Saiyans…” He starts, pressing his forehead to yours. “We bite our mates as a ritual.”

“You bite them?” You ask, confused. 

“Yes,” He chuckled at your expression, caressing your cheek with his thumb. “We don’t have to do it right now, but since we are married, at some point we will.”

“No, no, I want to… How does that work?”

“We have to bite each other here,” Raditz dragged his hand down where your neck meets your shoulder. “Hard enough to draw blood.”

“Blood?! I don’t think I can do it…” You’re nervous, he can see it, but it’s reassuring you’re not pulling away. “I don’t want to hurt you…”

“You won’t.” He chuckles, nudging your nose with his. “And I can tell you that it’s going to feel good, too.”

“Have you done it before?” You ask him with wide eyes. 

“Not as a ritual.” He winces immediately. He probably shouldn’t have said that either. “I’m talking too much, aren’t I?”

“It’s okay, I find it funny.” You smile widely.

“Funny, huh?” 

You nod before kissing him. Raditz appreciates your initiative, noticing your growing confidence the more often you get to kiss him. He has been craving more for days now so he presses you closer, wrapping his tail around your waist. Your fingers run through his hair soothingly, calming down his nerves and enticing him all at once, making him purr deep from his chest. You smile against his lips, pulling back only a little. 

“Did you purr?” 

“Yes.” Raditz replies, kissing down your neck to hide his blush. 

Your chuckle turns into a hum when he settles on a sensitive spot underneath your ear, and he takes his time there until he feels you shivering against him. 

Impatience getting the best of him, Raditz holds you close and moves over to lie you down on the mattress, pulling back to look down at you, devouring you with his eyes.  

“I’ll go slow.” He says, stroking your cheek. “If this is what you want. Or we can do this some other time, when you’re ready.”

Raditz hopes, prays, that you want to do it right now. He’s already half hard, and while he can obviously ignore it and go to sleep like that, he doesn’t want to. But you’re his priority, and he doesn’t want to push you. 

With a small smile, you lean up to kiss him.

“I’m nervous, but I want to… I want to do this with you, even the biting ritual…”

Thrilled more than ever before, Raditz kisses you fervently, running his hands into your hair and pressing his body as close as humanly possible. Your body flinches, and he trails his lips down your jaw.

“Don’t worry, I’m here with you, and I won’t hurt you. I’ll never hurt you.”

You sigh contently as he kisses down your neck, grazing his teeth on your skin. 

[db-gochifan]

GoChi Week 2023 - Day 3: Sunshine/Summer

Days: [1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6] [7]

Title: Beach Day Pairing: Goku/Chi-Chi; minor Gohan/Videl Characters: Son Goku, Chi-Chi, Son Gohan, Son Goten, Son Misaki, Videl and Pan Summary: The Son family enjoys a weekend at the beach. Do not copy, repost, use it in any form or claim this work to be your own. Cross-posted on AO3

Misaki jumped out of her bed very early that morning and ran towards Goten’s bedroom. She didn’t even bother knocking on his door; she just stormed in and jumped on his bed.

“Ten! Ten!” She pulled his blanket away and started shaking him up. “Come on, wake up!”

“What the hell are you doing, Saki?” He pushed her away and covered himself up again.

“No, you need to wake up!” She pulled it off again and the two siblings started a small fight. “We… are… going… to… the… beach!”

“I know. But we still don’t need to wake up so early.” He tried to give one more push on his blanket, but Misaki was faster.

“You’re such a pain sometimes.” He mumbled with annoyance and jumped out of his bed.

“I love you too, Ten!”

An hour later, the smell of breakfast filled the Son residence. By that time, everyone was awake. Misaki and Goten were preparing the food while Chi-Chi and Goku were packing their bag for the day.

“Is Trunks really gonna be there?” The teenager asked, trying her best to hide her hope but failing.

“That’s what he said, but listen… don’t get too hopeful about him.”

“What do you mean?”

But before he could answer, – much to his happiness – Goku and Chi-Chi walked in the kitchen.

“Good morning, my babies.”

“Mom, please, we’re teenagers.” Misaki rolled her eyes, but gave a small smile.

“Why must you be so annoying, Saki?” Goten defended their mother.

“Shut up.” She nudged him on the ribs. “Mom knows I didn’t mean it, right, mom?”

“Right.”

“What do we have for breakfast?” Goku looked from his youngest child to his wife and back and found it better to say something.

“Ten made some pancakes.” The girl replied as she watched her brother put a plate with a large pile of them on the table, and laughed when her father grabbed one right away.

“I don’t mean to brag, but they are amazing.”

“They really are.” The oldest Saiyan said, with his mouth full of food.

“Goku, you shouldn’t talk with a full mouth.” Chi-Chi called him out.

“I can’t help it.” He said apologetically, still with pancakes in his mouth.

“Some things never change.” She shook her head with a light smile and sat on a chair.

The two men followed her suit and Misaki put a teapot in the center of the table before doing the same.

****

The weather was very nice that morning, and the sun was already shining bright by the time the family walked out of the Son residence and head to the beach.

“Goku, can you help me with this?”

“Sure.” He walked to the trunk of their car and grabbed two of the many bags they had brought. “Geez, Misaki sure brings a lot of luggage.”

“Dad, these are all my essential items for a trip.”

“We are only staying for the weekend. I can’t imagine what you would take if you were traveling for a couple of weeks.”

“She would take our whole house, for sure.”

“Shut up!” Misaki lightly slapped Goten in the arm. “And help me carry my stuff.”

“You slap me and expect me to help you?”

“Don’t be such a baby.” She rolled her eyes with fake annoyance. “It barely hurt you.”

“Still, you shouldn’t hit your older brother.”

“I’m sorry, Ten.” She kissed him on the cheek. “Now will you help me?”

“Wow, that didn’t sound genuine at all.” He laughed. “But I will help you because I’m nice.”

“Of course you are.”

“Shut up!”

Chi-Chi smiled seeing the beach house full of people a couple of hours later, but for her the joy of the weekend was her two-year granddaughter, Pan. She absolutely loved the relationship between her and Goku. Even though she was really young, she already possessed a great power and loved sparring with her grandpa.

“She really inherited the Son blood. You can tell how much she loves to fight at such a young age.”

“Not only our blood.” Gohan corrected his mother. “The Satan’s too.”

“Of course. Sometimes I forget they are a family of fighters too.” She bent forward to look at her daughter-in-law. “I’m sorry, Videl.”

“It’s alright, Chi-Chi.” Videl smiled kindly at her. “I haven’t fought in a while, and my father… well…”

Gohan put his hand on her shoulder and gave it a light squeeze. The young couple exchanged smiles before Pan came running to them.

“Mommy, thirsty.”

Videl grabbed a plastic baby bottle full of water in her green bag and handed it to her daughter, who drank the whole liquid in less than a minute. She had definitely inherited the Son genes.

“More.”

“I’m sorry, Pan, but that was the only bottle of water I have with me.”

“I can take her back to the house, if you want.” Chi-Chi suggested.

“Are you sure, mom?” Gohan asked over Videl’s head. “Cause I really don’t mind doing it.”

“Yes, I’m sure.” She stood up and stretched her arm towards her granddaughter. “I’d love to spend some time with my lovely Pan. Don’t you, darling?”

The little girl nodded with enthusiasm, but instead of grabbing her grandma’s hand, she stretched both her little arms towards her, clearly wanting to be picked up. The brunette woman bent down and picked her up.

“You two enjoy the beach, we’ll be back soon.”

“Thanks, mom.”

“Where are they going?”

“Pan wanted more water, but we ran out of it. So mom took her to the house to give her some more.”

“I see.” He scratched the back of his neck and looked in the direction they had left minutes ago. “I… uh… I’m going to take a nap.”

“I’m sorry to say this, but your father is a terrible liar.”

“He always has been, so you don’t have to be sorry. It’s a fact.” Gohan couldn’t help but laugh.

“Pan, if you keep drinking so much water, you’ll be going to the bathroom a lot.” An eye-widened Chi-Chi said after handing her granddaughter her fifth glass of water in a row.

“More, grandma.” The little girl said after drinking it.

“The Saiyan genes.” She rolled her eyes, but filled her glass one more time anyway.

“We do have some good ones.” Goku joked with a grin when he walked in.

“Goku? What are you doing here?”

“I just came up with this idea.”

“What idea?” She raised her eyebrows at him, clearly intrigued with what he was about to say next.

“You will find out pretty soon.” He reached out for her hand and led her and Pan out of the house. “Let’s go.”

“Goku, I don’t think this is a good idea.” Chi-Chi said unsure after Goku told her his plan. “She’s too little for that.”

“Everything will be fine, we’ll be with her.”

“Still, it’s dangerous.”

“Grandpa, what is this thing called nimbus again?” Pan tugged on his shorts and he looked down at her.

“It’s the coolest thing ever, you’ll find out in a few seconds.” He picked her up and placed her on his shoulder. “Now can you help me call it?”

“Call it? How?”

“By whistling, like this.” Goku placed two fingers inside his mouth and a whistle came through his lips. A couple of seconds later, he called for nimbus and the fluffy golden cloud came to them.

“Soft!” The child bent forward with her tiny arms stretched, eagerly trying to touch Nimbus, 22/08 and almost fell down from her grandpa’s shoulders.

“Oops!” He caught her in the air and put her on Nimbus.

Pan started squealing and screaming when she felt the texture of the golden cloud beneath and the soft noise it made as it waited for Goku’s instructions. “Grandma, come.” She stretched her arms towards Chi-Chi, signalizing for her to join her.

“Yeah, grandma, come.” Goku teased and then glanced at his wife with a mischievous look.

She gave him a death glare as she passed by him and sat on Nimbus, placing Pan on her lap.

“Grandpa, are we doing this or what?” She didn’t bother hiding the annoyance in his voice, but she knew he knew it was just a fake one.

“Of course.” He proceeded to sit in front of them, with his legs crossed. He looked over his shoulder towards them. “Are you ready?”

“Yes!” Pan said excitedly and pumped her fist in the air. “Let’s go!”

Pan was delighted with the view below. She had a large grin on her face and her eyes were sparkling with happiness.

“Grandma, look!” She looked at Chi-Chi in awe and then back down. She had leaned towards the cloud so much that the woman had to hold her tight, so she wouldn’t fall. “It’s so pretty!”

“Yes, it is.” There was a nostalgic tone in her voice, which attracted Pan’s attention again. “It takes me back to my young days.”

“Have you rode it before, grandma?”

“I did.” Chi-Chi confirmed. “When your grandpa were kids, that’s how we used to travel around.”

“So this is a very old cloud.”

“Clouds don’t age.” Goku said after laughing. “But Chi-Chi is right, we used to travel around on it.”

“Daddy too?”

“That’s right. And uncle Goten and aunt Misaki too. They all loved riding it.”

“Grandpa?”

“Yes, Pan.”

“Do you think I can ride it alone one day?”

“Sure you can, when you’re old enough for it.”

“Ah, that’s gonna be years from now.” She crossed her arms and pouted.

“I’m afraid so, but in the meantime you can ride it with us whenever you can.” Chi-Chi said with a gentle smile.

“Really?”

“Of course!” Goku replied, looking over his shoulder.

“Thank you, grandpa!” She jumped on his back and wrapped her tiny arms around his neck, to Chi-Chi’s despair.

“Don’t scare me like that, Pan. You could’ve fallen from this cloud.”

“I’m sorry, grandma.” Pan returned to her previous position and crossed her legs, but didn’t stay much longer there.

****

Misaki was sitting on a small wall that separated the sidewalk from the beach, swinging her legs calmly. It was quite a contrast to how she was feeling inside, seeing Trunks with Fayra having fun together.

“Hey.”

“Hi.”

“I’m sorry for this.” Goten sat beside her and looked at his best friend and his girlfriend. “I know this isn’t easy for you.”

“Ah, well…” She bit her lower lip and put a lock of her long black hair behind her ear. “You can’t have anything, right? He doesn’t know I have feelings for him, so…”

“That’s true, but it still hurts.”

“It does.” Misaki sighed. “But I’ll be okay. It was better for it to happen right now than in the future, if something happened. But I doubt he’d look at me like this.”

“Don’t say that. You’re beautiful too. In fact, you’re more beautiful than her.”

“Did you really say that?” She turned to look at her brother with widened eyes. “I think I did. So cherish it, it doesn’t happen that often.”

“Why must you ruin every moment?” She slapped him in the arm in a playful way.

“It wouldn’t be me if I didn’t do that.” He joked and laughed. Then he wrapped his arm around her shoulder, and she rested her head on his. “Are you better?”

“I will be within time.”

“If it makes you feel any better, I think it’s his loss.”

“Thank you, Ten.” She gave him a soft smile and placed her hand over his on her shoulder. “It means a lot.”

“Auntie Saki.” Pan stopped in front of her and looked up, with curious eyes. “Are you crying?”

“No, I…” Misaki wiped the tears from her eyes. “There was just something in my eyes.”

“Yes, she was.” Goten told the truth and received a death glare from his younger sister. “Sorry, Saki, but you can’t really lie to your niece.”

“Auntie Saki, I know something that can cheer you up.” The little girl flew up and landed on her legs.

“Really? What is it?”

“We should take a ride on nimbus.”

“What?”

“But Pan, you just came out of one.”

“Can’t I ride it again with auntie Misaki?” She looked at Chi-Chi over her shoulder with pleading eyes. “She needs it.”

“Of course it’s okay, Pan.” Goku said with his usual grin.

“Goku, shouldn’t we ask Gohan and Videl first?”

“She won’t be riding it with a stranger, Chi-Chi, it’s her aunt. Besides, I don’t think they’re going too far from here.”

“I guess you’re right. Just don’t take too long to come back.”

“We won’t.”

****

The sea breeze messed up Chi-Chi’s long black hair and she softly put a lock behind her ear. The sun was setting in the horizon, and the sky was colored in yellow, orange and red tones. Seconds later, Goku sat beside her and handed her a strawberry popsicle, while he finished a grape one.

“It’s a beautiful sunset, isn’t it?” He asked, mesmerized by the beautiful scenario across him.

“It really is.” She rested her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes, feeling more relaxed. “It’s been a fun weekend.”

“For sure. The weather really helped.” He saw her lifting her head and raised his eyebrows when she looked at him intensely. “What?”

“I’m just thinking I’m very lucky for finding you.”

“I’m just as lucky.”

Chi-Chi turned to look at the sun setting again and was surprised by Goku’s hand on her left cheek. He gently turned her face to him and looked right into her beautiful black eyes for a moment. Her heart started beating faster as their faces got closer to each other and she automatically closed her eyes. She moved to find a better angle seconds later after their lips touched and couldn’t help but think the scenario made that moment even more perfect. They broke away after some minutes and touched foreheads. A warm smile appeared on Chi-Chi’s lips and he found himself smiling too.

“I love you.” The words came out of his lips in such a natural way. He decided to embrace how he felt a long time ago.

“I love you too.” She replied in a soft tone and shivered a little when he caressed her cheek with the back of his fingers.

“Grandpa!” Pan came running and jumped on his back. “Piggyback ride!”

“Panny, you’re ruining their moment.”

“Huh?” She looked at Misaki with confusion in her face.

“She didn’t ruin anything.” Chi-Chi placed Pan over Goku’s shoulders and helped him stand up, laughing at her pretending to be riding a horse. “Let’s go home.”

[cm-top-10]

C.M. Top 10: Actors We'll Never Forget

We've lost great actors over the years. Some who've been in our childhood, some that've taught us so much. & those who we look up to when things go grey...

So this is 10 of the actors we've lost to sad causes. May we never forget them & may they forever find peace in the next life.

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1. Batman the Animated Series - Batman

Kevin Conroy

"I am vengeance! I am the night! I am Batman!"

1955 - 2022

2. DBZ/DBS - Golden Frieza

Christopher Ayres

"I doubt I need introduction, but just in case, I am the mighty Frieza & yes, all the horror stories you've heard are true."

1965 - 2021

3. Power Rangers - Tommy Oliver

Jason David Frank

"If you live day by day & do the best you can, then you'll have a great future. If you worry about the future, & you don't live the best day, you're not going to have a future. I try to motivate people & inspire them, to let them know that they're not alone."

1973 - 2022

4. RWBY - Lie Ren

Monty Oum

"Keep moving forward."

1981 - 2015

5. All Dogs Go To Heaven - Itchy Itchiford

Dom DeLuise

"I can't help it, Charlie, I always itch when I'm nervous."

1933 - 2009

6. Monkie Kid - Macaque

Billy Kametz

"See around MK..."

1987 - 2022

7. TMNT - Kraang Subprime

Gilbert Gottfried

"You're an idiot, a moron, a dingleberry!"

1955 - 2022

8. Peanuts series - Charlie Brown

Peter Robbins

"Well you're my dog now Snoopy. I'll show you to your new home."

1956 - 2022

9. DBZ/Slickverse - Slick Goku

Reggie Groover

"Pride for my Saiyans!"

1996 - 2023

10. Aladdin - the Genie of the Lamp

Robin Williams

"OI!! Ten thousand YEEEEEEEEEEEEARS...will give ya such a crick in the neck!"

1951 - 2014

[tapioca-puddingg]

Broly, the Legendary Super Saiyan: A Brief Dragon Ball Z Analysis

EDITED 3/12/2023

Yo, it's me again. So I'm still on a break from my Drakengard analyses, which I haven't forgotten about! Those require a lot of research and time, so I'm keeping them on the back burner for now. But instead, I'm here with a pretty unexpected analysis. I've never talked about Dragon Ball Z on my blog before, so this'll be the first time. Today I wanted to talk about Broly from the original Broly: The Legendary Super Saiyan movie. The reboot was a fantastic movie and they did a great job at making him more human. I may very well do another analysis on the new Broly one day.

I wanted to give my take on Broly's character from the original movie, since the movie itself doesn't even attempt to. Let me preface this by saying that this is just my opinion based on the character's backstory and behavior. I'm certain someone will disagree, which is fine. Do let me know your thoughts and let me know if I get something wrong. SPOILERS AHEAD: READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!

The Start of Broly and Paragus

So, let's talk about it. By now, everyone and their mother has already criticized Broly's original backstory, and for good reason! It's literally the worst backstory I've ever seen, so fans are right to dislike it. Lemme explain his backstory briefly: when Broly and Goku were born, Broly had an abnormally high power level of 10,000. King Vegeta felt ashamed that his power level exceeded that of his own son, so he sought to have Broly and Paragus (Broly's father) executed. I don't know why he would try to kill him and not just make use of him later on, but okay. So Paragus and Broly are attacked and left out to die. That also happened to be the same day that Frieza destroyed Planet Vegeta, and Broly managed to get them both to safety. Paragus wants revenge on Vegeta (understandably), but Broly wants revenge on Goku for disturbing him with his crying when they were newborns.

My take on this: All of that makes sense except for Broly's... strange fixation on Goku. This heavily implies that he had a high level of sentience as a newborn; to be able to acknowledge that another newborn is crying near him and remembers this newborn well into adulthood. As humans, we don't gain that level of self-awareness until age 4 or 5. We see this again when he saves himself and Paragus. Although I don't think he knows exactly what's happening, I believe he is aware that they are in danger, and he sorta goes into fight or flight mode. So by that logic, would he not remember that King Vegeta nearly stabbed him to death? He was able to recognize Goku's face and name as an adult, so would he not recognize that Vegeta looks exactly like his father? The more I think about it, the more it doesn't make sense. Anyways though, let's move on.

The Life of Broly and Paragus

It goes without saying that Broly and Paragus' lives have never been easy. Broly has always had this unfathomable amount of power inside of him that he can't control. He's a loose cannon, to put it mildly. And this overwhelms Paragus. Rather than Paragus training him to hone this power, he chooses to use a mind control device as a quick means of "calming" Broly when his temper gets out of line. What lesson does this teach Broly? It teaches him that his anger is unacceptable; that his emotions are wrong. And it also forces Broly to be completely dependent on Paragus, stunting his maturation and effectively making him a man-child. Even though Broly is the same age as Goku (mid to late 30's is my guess), he never leaves his father's side for very long and only speaks when spoken to. This is such an abusive parent-child relationship.

Even when Broly is first introduced, he appears docile and unassuming. When he speaks, his voice is devoid of any emotion, with a lack of emotional facial expressions to boot. He's been forced to suppress his emotions for years because he will be punished for doing so. No doubt that this may have caused some deep-seated resentment. But alas, his strange hatred for Goku made him snap. The device broke and there was nothing to hold back his rage. What happens when a child who has been raised by a controlling parent gains freedom? They lose control. He lost control. It is the first time in his life that he actually has autonomy. The dam had been broken, and all of his pent-up rage and emotions came flooding out, and nobody could stop it. Paragus' lack of trust and fear of his own son brought about the very fate that he had hoped to avoid. It was a disaster waiting to happen, and boy did it.

Aside from completely wrecking the shit of our main heroes, he also finds and kills Paragus as he attempts to flee; he crushes him inside the space pod and hurls it toward the nearest planet. I believe that deep down, Broly developed feelings of hatred and resentment towards Paragus for all the years of abuse he suffered. And when he snaps, it's like "Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde." The seemingly harmless Broly is no more, but is instead replaced by a savage, ruthless and cold-hearted killer. Or in other words, evil. It's for the best that he was put down by Goku. Who knows how much more destruction he would've caused had he still been alive? Let's not forget that he decimated an entire galaxy at the very start of the movie.

Now, I sympathize with both Paragus and Broly at times. I understand that they both had incredibly difficult lives. Between being wrongfully mistreated by King Vegeta, left out to die after almost being killed, losing his entire home planet in a matter of minutes, and having to raise a son whose power level is beyond the scale of anything that he's ever dealt with, it makes sense that he would turn out this way. And then here we have Broly, a person that was raised by a toxic, controlling parent who never let him express his emotions or act independently. Their story is one of tragedy. It doesn't justify either of their actions. It's just an explanation. I could talk more about how Saiyans are raised in families devoid of love and affection, but that's another analysis for another time. But hey, that's just my two cents.

Final note: If you've made it this far, thank you so much for reading and giving this the time of day! I do hope that you enjoy my take on things and be sure to leave your comments if you enjoyed. I wanted to pop in real quick and talk about this. I've had some feelings about this for some time and wanted to get em out there. Until next time!

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Sonatober Masterlist

A list of my drawing throughout the month of october and the challenge I am/was doing!

[2023-24]

(Anything in "" is from my original series/universes)

Day 1 Azure (Splatoon Oc)

Day 2 Mizune (Saiyan Insert)

Day 3 White Devil ("Soulscape" Oc)

Day 4 Miro ("Genderbent but not" Oc)

Day 5 Marlon/Batling (MLB Oc)

Day 6 Mira Mucize (Genshin Insert)

Day 7 SpiderBite (Spidersona)

Day 8+9 Mike and Mia (Genderbend Ocs)

Day 10 F (Minecraft Oc)

Day 11 Plotty Grimace ("DownTown" AU)

Day 12 Ann ("The Sinners Realms" Oc)

Day 13 Melody Paint (MLP Oc)

Day 14 Rowan Suzka (DnD "Hivemind" Player Character)

Day 15+16 Ivan and Matthias E. Specter (Genshin Insert+TGAA Insert)

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What I Watched in May 2023

Good old days when Bardock was a genuinely evil Saiyan Warrior. 

It was fine, but Mewsette annoys the crap out of me.

a fun little anime, got the second volume now.

Good ‘ol team 4 star, did not even know this was a thing they’d done until I saw that they were reviewing it. Had to give it a watch. Bardock going Super over the stupidity of time travel was hilarious. 

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GoChi week: Happy returns

A entry for Gochi week 2023 day 5 reunion.

After the defeat of Kid Buu, Goku return to Kami's Lookout with Vegeta, Hercule, Dende, and a reformed Majin Buu to his family and friends surprise. The Saiyan said to them all, "Well, I'm back. Sorry it took so long to get back." Hearing this, Chi-Chi ask while noticing that his halo is missing, "Does that mean.... You're truly alive again?" Goku nod his head, "Yeah. I'm back to life." Chi-Chi happily hug her husband.

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Me with Yor cosplayed by the wonderful @alphawolf2477 on this last day of Blerdcon

Blerdcon 2023 was definitely a great time ..... Just Saiyan......