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[saiyanpapa]

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[saiyanpapa]

frozenxxsnow​:

“…Y’all are weird.”

Hjarn liked a good brawl as much as the next one, but he also didn’t really care if he didn’t die fighting. He just wanted to die in a not painful manner! But Saiyans, man, Saiyans were weird. They were always on and on about pride and shit. 

“Okay, well, don’t ask me when you’re old. I ain’t about to fight to the death, thank you. It would be way too awkward to kill your old ass self.”

Also he just didn’t really want to kill anyone, but did saying that make him sound cool?

“Yeah? Ya think so?”

He supposed so. It wasn’t the first time he was told that either. Whenever he was put on a mission with Frieza Force members who weren’t Saiyans, he would try to make small talk. He likened himself to be a friendly guy--but unfortunately Saiyans were looked down upon by the majority of the force.

They were good fighters, but Frieza’s general opinion of them being imbecile brutes rubbed off on his men through osmosis. Whenever he spoke about old Saiyans traditions and values, he was mocked or dismissed as being too primitive or ‘weird’ compared to the more advanced, “civilized” races of Frieza’s armies. 

Thing was, there wasn’t much Saiyan culture left anyway. Pride was all they had left, since tradition was thrown out the space shoot. 

“Alrighty. I’ll, heh, mark ya off the list as a ‘no’.”

[saiyanpapa]

frozenxxsnow​:

“How would I know? I ain’t an Earthling.”

Sucked to be them, though. Hjarn sure was glad he was a Frost Demon. He had centuries of life ahead of him!

“So you’re just gonna ask someone to kill ya? Ain’t that technically murder? Also how old even are you? You already look old???”

“Nah! I’ll probably ask for a good fight to the death. Suicide ain’t the Saiyan way--it’s the cowards way. A real Saiyan dies gloriously in battle. Almost all Saiyans die in combat, never naturally unless it’s a disease.”

He shrug, “Nah, that’s assisted. Murder is when ya shoot me in the back of the head and I didn’t ask for it or know yer in my house.” For such grim speak, as usual Rabi’s attitude was pretty laid-back.

He scratches his neck, “How old am I? Uh...y’know what I forgot. We don’t really got ‘birthdays’ back on Vegeta.”

[saiyanpapa]

Well that because he ate too many too fast. Old habits die hard and being around some many young and strapping Saiyans made him feel nostalgic for the good old days. He wanted to keep up like he was one the kids. 

“Yeah, I don’t think I’ll end up lookin’ like a silver fox.” Rabi jokes and strokes his beard. Maybe in a future he would actually rock the salt and pepper look--but Rabi wasn’t about vanity. 

“An if I can’t fight or even do heavy liftin’ without hurtin’ my back then that ain’t a way to keep livin’. I think the Earth folk live naturally ‘round to 90 somethin’ now?”

Naturally Saiyans could live up to at least 130, as that was the oldest Saiyan recorded in history. But most Saiyans died young in battle before that could see the other side of 60. Rabi was surprised he lived past 30!

“Pfft. You’re old compared to me. You just got defeated by a bunch of chicken wings!”

For some reason, Hjarn’s favorite past time had become nagging Rabi, despite the fact the large Saiyan seemed not to give a shit. Maybe Hjarn was bored? Who knew. Not even Hjarn. 

“What? At 80?! You gonna get yourself shot that young?! That ain’t even a century!” 

[saiyanpapa]

@ssjkallion​ said: piggyback : my muse jumps on your muses back, my muse gives yours a piggyback ride.

“..whoa there!”

Rabi was a big and sturdy man. He was used to kids and enemies alike trying to grab on to his back and ride him. He never really noticed them unless they were adults. Adults had a bit more mass and they didn’t feel ‘light’ like kids.

He looks over his should and flashes her a toothy smile, “Yo, Kallion.”

#ssjkallion #asks

[saiyanpapa]

“Eh, I’m not that old! I’m still in my prime! Saiyans don’t start prunin’ an’ gettin gray ‘til we’re 80.” He snickers. He was getting there, but had a few decades to go. 

He beats his chest to unleash a much softer burp. “Ah! They were right. These wings are heart-stoppin’. Delicious, ‘lil too crispy though.” He examines the box again and licks his stained fingers.

“When I’m a geezer though, I’ll probably have’ta beg someone to shoot me though. I can’t live like that.”

saiyanpapa​:

Hjarn, of course, hadn’t been concerned at all. He’d just watched Rabi be dramatic the entire time, figuring it probably was some old person thing going on. And what do ya know? He was right!

Hjarn delicately stepped away from Rabi, rolling his eyes. “Yeah. I was so scared. Not. Old people have issues all the time.”

Thank the gods he wouldn’t be hold for centuries yet. And even then, Frost Demons aged gracefully to the point he wouldn’t have nearly as many issues as this old man. 

[saiyanpapa]

vsaiyan​:

eyes brightened with elation upon spotting the tail .  “ HEY !  you’re a saiyan ! ”  grinning ear from ear ,  he leapt up onto his feet and bounced over to the stranger .  possibly a little too close given he never understood personal space despite being warned about it numerous times in past by his friends .  “ i’m goku !  what's your name ? ”

It wasn’t uncommon for him to be recognized as a Saiyan. They were on Planet Grocery after all--a port planet for travelling merchants and space fairers looking for rest and to restock. Although he was the only Saiyan on this multicultural hot pot of a planet and he was definitely not popular with many species due to this. 

The man didn’t seem too perturbed with his personal space being invaded. A little alert, but he didn’t seem like a high-energy kind of guy.

“Indeed I am. Name’s Rabi.” He blinks for a minute. This kid’s face was..eerily familiar.

[saiyanpapa]

@frozenxxsnow​ said: gone : my muse stays by your muses side while they take their last breath.

Oh gods above, he was dying. His chest, the grim reaper was finally here to take him after dodging the bastard for so many years. This was it! 

“Hjarn...! Tell the kids I..” He stops and wheezes clenching his chest.

And let’s out a smelly belch right in his face.

“Woo! Heartburn. I must be gettin’ old!”

#>:3c #frozenxxsnow #asks

[saiyanpapa]

“I mean..” The figure leans back, scratches the back of his head, “I dunno. Somethin’. I jus’ work here. An’ I guess rubble’s comfy for someone.”

He steps a bit closer and the suns’ glares rescind. It turns out it the giant was a burly man. His height reminiscent of another Saiyan Goku once fought long ago. 

From the corner of his eye, Goku could spot a long brown furry tail hanging by the man’s legs. 

“You a traveler? Yer a long way from an inn.”

saiyanpapa​;;

“Yer in the middle of a construction site, kiddo.”

Goku would see a tall, wide looming figure above blocking out two whole suns on a bright orange sky.

glances around .  “ … what are you constructing ?  if its a bed then good job !  suuper comfy . ”

[saiyanpapa]

“Yer in the middle of a construction site, kiddo.”

Goku would see a tall, wide looming figure above blocking out two whole suns on a bright orange sky.

yawn .  “ where am i again ? ”

#dont mind me popping in #sdfg

[saiyanpapa]

  some  one  word  prompts .    (    send   one   of   the   words   for   our   muses   to   interact   based   off   that   word   )

goodbye :  my  muse  kissing  and/or  hugging  your  muse  goodbye.

secrets :   my  muse  sharing/confiding  their  deepest,  darkest  secret  with  your  muse.

nightmare :   my  muse  coming  to  your  muses  aid  when  they  awake  from  a  nightmare.

push :   my  muse  pushing  your  muse  out  of  the  way  of  danger.

embrace :   my  muse  abruptly  throwing  their  arms  around  your  muse,  hugging  them  tightly.

bloody :   my  muse  coming  to  your  muse  with  blood  stains  on  their  clothes  and  hands,  shaking.

drunk :   my  muse  takes  care  of  your  muse  while  they  are  in  a  drunken  state.

bed :   my  muse  wakes  up  in  the  same  bed  as  your  muse  with  little  recollection  of  the  night  before.

slap :   my  muse  slaps  your  muse  across  the  face  out  of  anger.

gone :   my  muse  stays  by  your  muses  side  while  they  take  their  last  breath.

scream :   my  muse  hears  your  muse  scream  and  quickly  runs  to  their  side.

sleep :   my  muse  falls  asleep  on  your  muse,  making  it  hard  for  my  muse  to  leave.

stalk :   my  muse  gets  caught  by  your  muse  trailing  behind  them,  watching  them.

sacrifice :   my  muse  jumps  in  front  of  your  muse,  sacrificing  their  life  for  your  muses  life.

trail :   my  muse  watches  as  your  muse  traces  one  of  my  muses  scares,  asking  them  about  it.

love :   my  muse  confronts  your  muse  about  why  they  never  say  ’ i  love  you ’  back.

piggyback :   my  muse  jumps  on  your  muses  back,  my  muse  gives  yours  a  piggyback  ride.

jump :   my  muse  runs  to  your  muse  and  jumps  up,  my  muse  holding  yours  up  by  their  thighs.

dance :   my  muse  holds  their  hand  out,  waiting  for  your  muse  to  come  out  and  slow  dance  with  them.

carry :   my  muse  carries  your  muse  to  their  house,  either  drunk,  or  a  weakened  state,  can  specify. 

lighter :   my  muse  pulls  out  a  lighter  and  lights  it  for  your  muse  to  use  to  light  their  cigarette.

shot :   my  muse  gets  shot  and  struggles  to  your  muses  house  for  aid.

wound :   my  muse  patches  and  bandages  a  wound  your  muse  has  gotten.

fight :   my  muse  stops  your  muse  from  getting  into  a  physical  fight  with  someone  else.

arrest :   your  muse  finds  my  muse  arrested  in  cuffs  with  swarming  police  everywhere.

hospital :   my  muse  awakens  in  a  hospital,  finding  your  muse  by  their  side,  asking  what  happened.

gun :  my  muse  pulls  out  a  gun  on  your  muse,  your  muse  tries  to  talk  them  into  putting  the  gun  down. 

betrayal :  my  muse  finds  out  that  your  muse  has  betrayed  them  in  same  way  and  confronts  them  about  it.

nude :  my  muse  walks  in  on  your  muse  accidentally  seeing  them  naked.

karaoke :  my  muse  pulls  your  muse  up  on  stage  with  them  to  sing  some  karaoke  songs. 

laughter :   my  muse  hears  your  muse  laughing  uncontrollably  and  approaches  to  see  if  they  are  okay.

murder :   my  muse  walks  in  on  your  muse  committing  a  gruesome  murder.

wet :   my  muse  strips  down  to  their  under  garments  and  runs  into  the  water,  motioning  for  your  muse  to  join  them.

[saiyanpapa]

First-Time interaction starter pack

“Have you seen my dog?”

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry-!”

“Watch where you’re walking!”

“Do you need a ride home?”

“Hey! Where are you going? It’s dark out, i wanna walk with you.”

“Hey… Can i walk with you? It’s getting late, and..”

“Hello! Would you like to hear about our lord and savior Jesus Christ?”

“Who… Are you?”

“Why are you holding my hand?”

“Wait! You aren’t my grandma!”

“I think you have the wrong number.”

“Wanna get a drink?”

“I think you grabbed the wrong bag.”

“Looks like we’re paired together!”

“That’s my seat.”

“Oh! Sorry! I thought you were someone else..”

“Do you have a dollar or two to spare?”

“I heard you singing. It sounded nice.”

“So, since we’re gonna be stuck together, what’s your name?”

“D…Did the elevator just stop?”

[saiyanpapa]

BUZZFEED UNSOLVED SENTENCE STARTERS I  —   quotes pulled from the youtube series hosted by ryan bergara and shane madej. feel free to make alterations.

i’m gonna be so pissed off if we die. 

that sounds like a bad idea, and i love it.

if you’re gonna kill a bunch of people, you might as well have some fun with it.

this is what happens when people don’t have hobbies.

did you just call the demon a motherfucker?

i got a life-changing thing to tell you here.

we’re friends. it’s a friendship.

there’s something weird going on in this little town.

i’m about to die for the internet.

enough of you being a phony and a liar.

keep in mind we have to spend the night here.

this place is a living nightmare.

i was doing some heteronormative bullshit!

well, i think we can never show our faces here ever again.

doesn’t that sound great? wouldn’t’ you like to be haunted by me?

i’m gonna serve you up a fresh truth pancake.

maybe it’s about to get a whole lot weirder.

you’re my friend! i would be concerned if you disappeared!

i’m not gonna let you goad me into this, i know what you’re trying to do.

give me a heads up if you start to feel murderous.

can you just look a little bit worried?

i’m starting to think you want to die.

any extra time with you is a punishment.

you seem to be well-versed in the arts of sexual deviance.

sexiness is relative, motherfucker! 

i’d say about half of it i don’t remember doing.

did you just wink at me?

we’re just two guys sitting in a tub. 

i got so distracted by the tongue thing.

my fucking heart almost exploded, dude.

don’t just claim i killed jfk.

you know how much of a pyschopath you have to be to enjoy that?

your unrelenting skepticism is exhausting. 

i’m not trying to do that whole dismissive thing, but i’m dismissing it.

this has been a huge waste of time.

[saiyanpapa]

Naughty Little Meme

❤ : Where on their body is your muse most sensitive? ✿ : Has your muse ever had sex before? ☜ : Does your muse like to top? ☞ : Does your muse like to bottom? ∀ : Your muse’s favorite position? ☺ : How often does your muse masturbate? ☂ : How long does it take your muse to hit climax, usually? ✌ : Is your muse good with their hands? ♡ : Does your muse have any birthmarks or scars they get embarrassed about others seeing? Á : Is your muse loud in bed? ⚔ : Does your muse have any specific kinks? ☌ : Would/does your muse have any special piercings anywhere? Would they get some? ♥ : Does your muse like to cuddle after sex? Anything else for aftercare?

👅-Would they rather give or receive oral sex? 👠-Do they watch pornography? If so, what kind? 💋-Do they use tongue when they kiss? 😈-Favorite sex position? 👎🏻-What is an absolute deal breaker in the bedroom? 🐶-Favorite pet name they like to be called? 👄-Do they swallow? 👙-Favorite outfit in the bedroom? 💦-Best place for their partner to cum on/in? 🌶-Most sensitive place on their body? 👑-Daddy kink, yes or no? 💍-Ever had an affair? 🏢-Most public place they’ve had sex, or would like to have sex? 🍒-When and how did they lose their virginity, if they have?

[saiyanpapa]

WHAT ICARUS NEVER FOUND  .｡.:* ten free for use headers,  5 images with 2 different variations ;  inspired by cosmic  &  general galaxy themes .  credit not required but is appreciated ,  feel free to edit as desired.  art and photographs are not mine .

#musing #musings

[saiyanpapa]

frozenxxsnow‌:

Hjarn bristled. The hell did Rabi just call him?! How would he like it if Hjarn called him ‘monkey’! How would he?! Hjarn wasn’t one of 'Frieza’s people at all’!

“I never said we were weaker than Saiyans!” he snapped. “Just that we don’t get shortcuts to more strength! Unless you’re Frieza, but, surprise surprise! None of us our Frieza!”

He stood up on the bench, his tiny frame looking comical next to Rabi’s huge body. He hopped up into the air, floating, and gripped Rabi’s shoulders, staring the man dead in the eyes.

“Am I a joke to you? Huh?! Frieza Force my ass! You don’t get it! Do you realize how creepy Frieza is toward one of his own race?! He keeps a closer eye on me than anyone else! And blathers on and on about how our race is superior or some shit. It’s creepy! And for some reason his older brother showed up, and he’s weird too!”

“Alright, alright,” The sandwich was long gone by now and Rabi calmly raised his hands in surrender. No fights here, but who was he, a Saiyan, not to assume they were the strongest race in the universe. “I get’cha. My bad. An’ we ain’t all ‘lil Prince Vegetas. I gotcha.” The last thing Rabi wanted was to bring another round of ill will.

He had a bemused, if not a little confused and surprised crooked smile on his face. His eyes were slightly opened as Hjarn was staring him eye to eye. The corner of his mouth twitched and the fur on his tail bristled. 

“Eh? You’d be surprised. Lots’a folks ‘round here seem ta’ be awfully strange ‘bout us Saiyans. But y’know, I believe ya. Frieza’s a very creepy guy. An’ ya met Lord Cooler? Gee, yer really gettin’ the full-course meal huh? Hope ya don’t meet ol’ King Cold.”

[saiyanpapa]

“Of course. My mistake,” He chuckles and scratches his rugged chin. “I assumed all ya Frieza folk were as strong as us. Heh! Shows what I know.”

He gulps, realizing her referred to Hjarn’s race as ‘Frieza folk’. “I mean Frost Demons. My bad.” He feels guilty nontheless. It was no different than being referred to as a ‘monkey’ by Frieza and his goons. The galactic emperor’s name might as well have been derogatory! 

Nevertheless he “listens” to Hjarn’s ranting. It wasn’t too different to his old comrades complaining his ear off. He was definitely more huffy and entitled sounding than what Rabi was used to--then again he had met plenty of Saiyans who thought they deserved that promotion to a higher class just because their numbers were big.

He licks the crumbs off his finger tips, “Oh yeah. Ol’ Frieza’s not the most pleasant people to speak with. Not that I have much experience with it but I’ve know folks who have. Now ya know how it feels ‘ta be Frieza Force!” He jests in good faith and nudges Hjarn playfully.

“Training is fine. I like training.” Hjarn rested his chin in his hand, still looking put out. “And no. I ain’t a Saiyan; I don’t get stronger every time I push myself. I gotta work more than that.”

He chewed on his lip, his tail twitching in irritation. “Yeah, yeah, we are and all. And technically this mission is a protecting time and shit. But ya know what? Some things are just going too far! And making me take a mission on Frieza’s ship of all places is too far! Me! Me of all people! There are like a million other Frost Demons here, and a few of them even idolize the guy! Why not choose one of them?! Why me?! Why do I gotta bow and scrap to that asshole in an effort to fit in, huh?! Just so I can find the ‘break in time’ or some shit?? Aaaagh!”

Hjarn threw up his hands. “He’s so weird! Creepy! Every time he opens his stupid mouth, I wanna punch him, but I caaan’t! It’s driving me insane!”