#❧ ⸺ update | ooc ❞

[strywoven]

y’all already know what time it is , popping in with my quarterly check-in.  just the general , thank you for remaining patient with me through the term and a reminder that the queue will assuredly run out soon but i won’t have the energy to do much for it until break starts a few weeks from now.  i’m always skulking about , however , willing to do things over discord or IMs.  anyways , the tea under the cut , for those interested !

well , as you might expect , we’re in rush-hour rn with the final few weeks slamming into everyone full-force.  not much is happening save for me continuing to excessively min-max my time to ensure i get the best grades possible ( please stop me , this is a problem ) . also two of my finals are a presentation and , as we all know , i might have done theatre but i cannot public speak ; pray for me.

i inevitably turned down the symposium despite the board members being like , “you should do it ! you have good research !” nah. you want my stupid ass to talk to the whole campus ? not gonna happen. sorry , maybe come talk to me when i’m , i dunno , another few years more self-assured.

the induction ceremony into the honor’s society is the 18th ! POG ! every time i talk about it , though , i inadvertently keep referring to it as an “inauguration” so now certain people i’ve mentioned it to refer to me as , “mr. president” as a running gag i shall never live down.  don’t you ever let my big-dick 4.0 and verbose mannerisms fool you , i can’t even speak my own language half the time LMAO.

it came to my attention recently that the remaining cornerstone classes for my degree are evening classes. and , just to save everyone a long and miserable story , the TLDR is i don’t drive for traumatic reasons ( and hailing an Uber several times a day back-and-forth is unsustainable when i pay part of my tuition already ) . so i had to sit down to counsel with my advisors and upcoming professors to sort out a game-plan. one of the professors , i shit you not , broke out the , “well , as a psychiatrist --” and she proceeded to grand-stand to me about her accolades , “-- have you considered therapy ?” like , no , what a novel idea-- obviously i have. i literally almost bailed right in that moment ; how fkn rude can you be ? what’s better is that i’ll be seeing her several times next term so … what a good introduction , huh ?

and just a remark about my moral theology course ( again ) . i do not see myself as a “know-it-all” … but i noticed over the term that i am one of the few who contributes consistently to the discussion at all. every time the professor asks a question , I MEAN OBVIOUSLY i have something to say ( like just recently he asked about dostoevsky , whom i was excited to discuss ) . and i swear to god , i cannot tell if this man is smiling when i talk because he’s amused or annoyed -- perhaps both. 

#❧ ⸺ update | ooc ❞ #❧ ⸺ you’ve gone maverick‚ maverick ! | ooc ❞ #sadge for the queue tbh #it was nice while it lasted #but still you're all more than welcome to chatter at me in DMs any time! #i promise i'll try to post a few lore things or inbox calls once it's run out tho

[leondxs]

life/activity update! <3

I'll try to keep this semi short but tldr, I haven't been super active for a while for a multitude of reasons.

Despite breaking up with my ex last year, I unfortunately still live with him due to having no where else to go. We're civil but obviously it's super uncomfortable and enraging at times. (Not going to get into that tho I'd be ranting all night lmao) As weird as it is, I am grateful that he's let me stay for so long and didn't just kick me out.

BUT I am overjoyed to say that I will be able to move out potentially by the end of this month! I've been building a house for several years now and it is almost done. It's a cute little cabin in the woods not even five minutes from where both of my jobs are. It will be a literal dream come true for not only me but my pets as well.

I'm saying all this to let ya'll know that I am planning to become more consistently active once I move. I'm not on here much now mostly bc of working so much but also bc I am just so??? Mentally strained and foggy living with my ex. He drains me mentally and I've lost interest in 99% of my hobbies it feels like. I spend the majority of my time at home cleaning a house that is not mine and will never truly be clean or functional because he won't do anything. It is literally falling apart and he does not care. But I genuinely feel that once I'm out of here, I will have the mental clarity/desire to write and pursue my hobbies more often and consistently. This house is everything I've ever wanted and I feel that living in such an environment will do wonders for my mental health.

If you've read this far, thank you!! I tried to keep it short but ended up rambling and tbh that's not even all of it. This is really summarized lmao. I just wanted to update ya'll bc I feel like I've been so very distant the past few years. Not to get into it, but I have learned the hard way that being with the wrong person can ruin you without you even realizing. I am lucky that things have gone the way they did and that I didn't end up staying in the position I was in. I am already in so much better of a mental state that I ever have been.

This truly feels like the first step into the best part of my life and I am so eager to come back here and write with you all again!

#||❧ нανє уσυ нєαя∂ σƒ тнє нιgн єℓνєѕ? ;; ooc ☙|| #life update

[strywoven-moved]

anyways , i gave myself the gift of a NEW BLOG for my birthday !!

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[fallencrowns]

reopening back up my salazar muse.

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[scummy-writes]

╰❧ About

Hello, please call me Scum! If that is too direct for you, you can call me Scummy as an alternative.

I am 28, I go by she/her pronouns, and I use this blog to post my fanfiction as well as my general fandom ramblings and such. I am primarily interested in Ikevamp and Ikepri, though I generally like other eng cybird games as well.

I am pretty explicit at times, and primarily write smut, so I do not want minors following me.

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✧ Due to liking Gilbert, I'm now able to have a character I feel like I can explore kinks and themes that I felt like I couldn't with Isaac. Unfortunately, Isaac is the outlier in my normal flavor of faves from before the cybirdie games.

(I will not write noncon)

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#may be updated in future #about

[yeowangies]

Close Encounter

Chapter l | Chapter ll: Human Emotions | Chapter lll | Chapter lV | Chapter V

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PAIRING: Raditz/Reader RATING: T CONTENTS: Little Angst (blink and you miss it), Canon Divergence AU, Romance WORDCOUNT: 4855

Summary:

“So you’re telling that guy- the alien I had sex with, kidnapped his nephew? And tried to kill his own brother?”

“Yes!” Bulma yelled, exasperated because you asked that question several times already.

“And you want ME to help you bring him back to health?!”

Notes:

me: I'm just gonna write a sequel chapter, nothing too complicated me, over 15k words later: goddamnit

So yeah, there's three more chapter after this. I already wrote 90% of the whole story, so I'll update every two or three days.

I read Raditz' scenes in the manga like ten times, trying to somehow analyze his character, even if he is in the story for two minutes. I TRIED to not be a little ooc with him but then again, we never see him outside a battle context so... I tried my best.

I didn't go into detail about Raditz's fight with Goku and Piccolo, but what I imagined happened is inspired by JsCandyHell's Rademption comic, the first chapter. It's public if you're curious, you can look it up on his twitter account.

Raditz woke up on a bed in a room so bright it seemed surreal. 

The next thing he saw was your face, staring right at him.

“Am I dead…?”

You arched an eyebrow, smiling faintly. 

“You’re not dead. Not for lack of trying.” You replied.

He remembered you. That girl who was there when he got to Earth. That girl he fucked almost as soon as he stepped out of his pod. If he wasn’t dead (he knew he wasn’t meant for heaven or anything, but your face was a pleasant sight that left him bewildered), why were you there? 

The vague smile on your face quickly disappeared, and you walked away from him. He scanned the room quickly; it seemed like some kind of medical bay, similar to the ones at homebase, full of machines and screens that seemed connected to him. The next thing he noticed, or rather, felt, was a pain in his torso. He grunted through gritted teeth, and realized he was bandaged all over his upper body. He recoiled instinctively, only making the pain worse.

“Don’t move too much,” You told him with a surprisingly cold voice. “You’re gonna open your wounds.”

Raditz narrowed his eyes at you, still feeling like he was impaled in the stomach quite literally. Your voice sounded different than the last time he heard it. Albeit it was under very different circumstances, but he didn’t understand why you talked to him that way. He didn’t even understand what you were doing there, or where there even was. 

��I’ll have food brought in, I assume you’re hungry.” You said while pressing some numbers on some kind of panel and holding a tube to your ear. 

He looked at you warily. It’s not like he could do much in the state he was in. If you wanted to kill him or something like that, he supposed he wouldn’t be able to fight back, even if you were a mere human.

While you talked to someone through that tube, ordering things to be brought there, Raditz tried to recall what exactly happened. He obviously remembered you, it was impossible not to. He also remembered taking his brother’s son, his nephew, and subsequently fighting Kakarot and that green guy. Everything after that was blurry. 

He groaned, in pain, and because he remembered that that brat, Kakarot’ son, had destroyed his pod. He was stranded on that miserable planet for all he knew, a planet that had such ancient technology, he knew for sure earthlings had not discovered how to travel in space. 

“Woman,” Raditz called you, and you turned to look at him. “What the fuck is going on?”

“You don’t remember?” You asked him with furrowed brows.

“Where is this place?” He saw your face hardened when he ignored your question, but he went on. “And what are you doing here?”

“I happen to be close with one of your brother’s friends. Remember? The brother you tried to kill?”

There was bitterness in your voice. He understood you were offended by his actions but he didn’t really get why, and he didn’t want to bother thinking about it. 

“For some reason, he wanted you to live despite what you did. So we are helping you heal. Everyone else was too afraid of you, and I already knew you, so I was basically left in charge to look after you.” 

He raised an eyebrow. You had some guts for sure. Though he supposed it was the fact that he was too injured to even try to hurt you. He could still taunt you though.

“Do your friends know what we did then?” Raditz smirked. 

You scowled, the tips of your ears getting red. 

“I would have never done that with you if I had known you were-!” You didn’t finish your sentence, and you turned your back to him. 

“‘Were’ what? If I remember correctly, you enjoyed what we did quite a lot, if your screams were enough proof.” He sneered at you, amused by your reaction. “No point in action so righteous now.”

“Having sex and trying to kill your family is not nearly the same thing.” 

He chuckled, and you turned your face to the side to look at him.

“Do you not see anything wrong in what you did?”

“No,” He replied immediately, the smirk never leaving his lips. “I asked my brother to join us. He said he would rather stay here than help us. He is a disgrace to our race.”

Raditz wouldn’t admit it, but he didn’t want to kill his own brother. Not for any sentimental reason, but simply because he was one of the four Saiyans left. It would not have done any good to reduce the race even more. They still needed him nonetheless, but if he wasn’t going to cooperate then he had no other choice. 

Your eyes were bewildered when he answered. 

“I would have never had sex with you if I knew you were a monster.”

He glared at you. Your words stung. Apparently attraction had a moral stipulation on that planet. 

“You still did it, however.”

It was your turn to glare at him. 

Neither of you spoke until the food arrived. 

*

“So you’re telling that guy- the alien I had sex with, kidnapped his nephew? And tried to kill his own brother?”

“Yes!” Bulma yelled, exasperated because you asked that question several times already.

“And you want ME to help you bring him back to health?!”

“Uh… yes.”

“Why?!”

“I think the answer is obvious.”

You groaned, rubbing your temples. 

“We fucked, we are not married!”

“I know that, but…” Bulma sighed. You knew she understood perfectly well why you were in disbelief of the whole conversation. “The guy is ruthless. And you actually formed some kind of bond with him.”

“I would barely call that a ‘bond’. And I don’t know how much that would matter to him if he attacked his own brother…”

“Well, Goku did ask us to let him live. Before he died.”

You pursed your lips. That Goku guy must have been something else if he forgave his own brother like that, especially after what he did to his son. Bulma told you he could come back to life once they gathered the ‘Dragon Balls’, some magical wish-granting orbs. You believed her because she had told you stories about it before. 

“I think maybe this guy… would soften with you.” Bulma went on. 

“You’re putting too much faith in me.” You sighed and paused, considering it for a moment. “Fine.”

Bulma pumped her fist in the air at your positive answer. 

“I’m staying at Capsule Corp. until he heals.”

“Yeah, about that. He can’t stay here.”

“What?!”

“I mean, he is staying here! But once he is strong enough to move… I don’t want him around.”

“What the fuck are you telling me? That he is gonna have to stay with me in my house?”

“Yes! I’m so glad you understand!” Bulma smiled cheerfully. 

“Bulma, what the fuck?! You just told me this man is violent and you want me to keep him around, at my place?!”

“I’m sorry! It wouldn’t be any different if he stayed here. I mean, Goku died and Piccolo almost killed him, but without Goku, he wouldn’t be able to do much! So we are all doomed if you can’t somehow mellow this guy out.”

“So that’s your brilliant plan? You want me to influence him somehow?”

“Well yeah.”

How the fuck were you gonna do that? Bulma was insane for suggesting such a thing. It’s not like you were some kind of preacher. What would you even say to Raditz that could possibly change his mind about attacking Earth and all that stuff?

For what you knew, the two other aliens, the Saiyans, were already on their way to Earth, and they will arrive in less than a year. There was no way to put that off. What everyone was worried about is Raditz taking revenge on the damage he took while he was trying to recruit his brother, which would be fairly easy, according to what Bulma told you. That Piccolo guy (the same Piccolo Daimao that threatened to conquer the world some years ago, you remembered that event well from the news and again, from what Bulma had told you since she had been a witness of it all)  was strong but he wouldn’t stand a chance against him. 

And the only reason Raditz was alive was because Goku asked them not to kill him. Because he was strong and he wanted to fight him again.

Bulma’s other friends were strange. 

Compassion wasn’t a bad way to go about things, however. You just doubted if it would affect someone who had done what Raditz did. 

It made shivers run up your spine. Yes, you had sex with the man. It was insanely good. Out-of-this-world good. But after learning everything that had happened, you weren’t so sure about how you felt. You didn’t know if you regretted it or not, despite what you had told Raditz when he woke up. You were angry he didn’t seem to show a pinch of remorse. And if you thought about the fact that there was blood on his hands, your stomach would sink. 

You barely talked to him after that day, too angry and confused to twist your arm and show him any kind of emotion. But the ‘plan’ (if one could even call it a plan) Bulma had wasn’t going to end well if you didn’t get along with him. Since he didn’t seem to show any guilt for his actions, you would have to move around it and take a different approach. Somehow. 

“How are you feeling?” You asked Raditz one morning, as soon as you walked into the medical room he was staying in.

He had recovered pretty fast for someone who had a literal hole in his body, and you figured it was the alien genes that helped him heal. 

Raditz narrowed his eyes on you. You hadn’t really asked him anything in the last couple of weeks, he must have been disoriented, you figured. 

“What do you want?” He asked after a moment of silence.

“What?”

“You haven’t spoken to me unless you had to. Why are you asking me how I feel?”

You blinked, confused.

“I genuinely want to know how you are feeling. Your injuries were pretty bad.”

“Is that a human thing? Asking me how I feel?”

You rubbed your temples, feeling put off by his skepticism. 

“I don’t know. Nevermind.” 

You wanted to turn around and walk out, the awkward silence that followed made you feel stupid since it was your idea to start a conversation. You didn’t leave though, taking a seat across the room where you always sat, near the only window in the room. It was so tiny you could barely see Bulma’s garden from there, but it kept you distracted every time you sat there, especially those last few days, when you got tired of reading through some magazines you brought with you to make the time go faster.

“What made you change your mind?” Raditz asked you, and you turned to look at him.

“What?”

“You seemed pretty angry when I said I didn’t regret what I did.” The tone in his voice was even, and he had a blank expression on his face. “So why are you talking to me now?”

“I’m tired of being angry,” You said genuinely. “We should… try to get along.”

“Why?” He squinted at you.

“Well, you are gonna be here for a while, and I’m looking after you so…”

“I don’t understand.” He practically growled. You probably should have been afraid of him (and maybe deep down you were a little), but something told you he wasn’t going to hurt you. “Why are you even helping me?”

“Your brother told us to let you live. I wasn’t there, but from what I was told, he said something about fighting you again.”

“Is that it? Because Kakarot told you to let me go?”

You were confused for a second until you realized ‘Kakarot’ was Goku. 

“Yeah…” You carefully considered your next words so as not to make him angry. Or angrier. “He was compassionate even after what you did.”

“You humans are disgusting.” Raditz snorted.

Staring at his face, you could tell he wasn’t as infuriated as he seemed. He definitely was surprised though.

“Yeah, well, you are still stuck here with me.” 

He looked at you up and down. As confused as you were about your feelings towards him, you still had to fight your own body so as not to blush under his gaze. 

“I guess I could do worse.” He said.

“Gee, thanks.”

“And I would hate it if our thing got ruined because of a tiny mistake.” He smirked at you.

“A tiny mistake? Our thing?!” You really couldn’t help flushing by then.

“I did say I was going to come to you. Seems like I didn’t even have to do that since you are here on your own accord.”

“I- It’s not- No!” You balked. 

He laughed mockingly and you glared at him. 

*

“You’re gonna be staying at my place from now on, so be careful! I don’t want you breaking anything.” You told Raditz once you arrived at your house. 

It wasn’t big, but it was enough for you. With Raditz staying there now, you were worried it was a little cramped. 

“Yeah, you already told me that.” He rolled his eyes, looking around curiously.

The living room and kitchen were spacious, and so was the bathroom. Your bedroom and the extra room weren’t as wide, but you managed to have a queen size bed for yourself. The extra room had a single bed, and you were considering sleeping there and offering him your own bed since he was so big. 

Raditz still had to change the bandages on his torso, but he could move around by then. You still had to learn how to properly bind him up on your own. Any human would get an infection easily if you didn’t know how to do it right, but witnessing how fast Raditz had healed, you doubt he would even be affected by the things humans were weak to. 

“I’ll start dinner. You can hang around here or you can even go outside if you want, just don’t go too far.” You paused, eyes widening. “Wait, no, don’t go outside.”

“What, think I’ll run away?” He chuckled, and you gulped, facepalming yourself in your head. “There’s nothing you can do to stop me, is there?”

“Well you haven’t tried my cooking yet! I wouldn’t leave without a proper meal.” 

It was a stupid way to convince him if he truly wanted to leave, but there was really nothing you could do, or anyone else for that matter, except persuade him with words. 

But the way he was looking at you reminded you of how he stared at you the moment you met. 

“You’re right, I could eat something.” 

He sat down by the kitchen table the entire time you were cooking. You could feel his eyes on you the whole time; it made you feel incredibly self-conscious, especially since you had your back to him most of the time. It was silly you felt that way after everything that had happened between you two, but you still weren’t sure about how you felt about him. Or more like you weren’t sure you accepted how you felt.

At least physically, you were still attracted to him. You saw him shirtless a bunch of times ever since you met him, and you still let your eyes roam over his body. His muscles were impressive to say the least. And he was just so big. You were too weak for his looks, which was literally why you were in that situation in the first place. If only you had a little self-control. 

His stares never went beyond that the first few days. Raditz never tried anything, and only roamed around the house or in the yard, where you watched him work out, doing things that he shouldn’t be doing in his condition. Yet when you went to change his bandages, he was healing just fine. You were amazed, he would probably be completely healed in four or five months at most. And considering how he was close to dying, you simply couldn’t believe it.

It was then, when you were almost done binding him up, that his eyes lingered on you long enough for you to be bothered by them. You could feel him staring intensely at you at random moments during the day, but when you were so close to him, it affected you, even your hands started shaking.

“Stop staring at me!” You told him a week after you had both moved back to your place. 

You were getting tired of his lingering gaze, especially when you were holding scissors in your hands, ready to get rid of his old bandages. He was sitting on the couch next to you, your knees touching one of his thighs, as he remained as still as possible while you tried to do the simple work of helping him recover. Which was hard to do when he would not stop staring at you. 

“You keep looking at me ever since we got here, why?”

“Are you still upset?” Raditz asked you with an emotionless voice.

“Huh?”

“With me, are you still upset?”

You were taken aback as you stared right back at him. You couldn’t read him at all. But you knew he was referring to your first conversation when you practically told him you regretted ever meeting him. 

“‘Upset’ is not the right word.” You finally said after some time.

“What is it then?”

You fidgeted and remained silent. You were confused and reluctant to accept that you still found him attractive. Especially after spending so much time with him. 

Raditz was actually nice to have around, which was confusing. Though most of your conversations were superficial, he teased you and you could give back as much as you got (most of the time, if he didn’t say anything that would make you blush). But you never asked him about anything regarding his life prior to what happened once he got here. And he never questioned you about your own either. 

When you felt one of his hands on your thigh, you flinched. When he slid his fingers upwards, you grabbed his wrist instantly to stop him. 

You knew he could keep going if he wanted to. While you weren’t afraid of him anymore, you were still aware of the fact that Raditz could overpower you if he so wished. So you were surprised when he didn’t yank off your hand, but he pulled away from you altogether instead. 

“Sorry…” You murmured after a while, resuming your work on his bandages once more.

Raditz ran one of his hands through his hair, visibly a little nervous. 

“You don’t have to apologize.”

The silence that followed afterwards was awkward, and he avoided your eyes for the rest of the day.

*

Raditz didn’t understand you. He didn’t understand humans. 

He knew you were upset (you said that wasn’t the right word, but you didn’t offer any other variant) about what he had done, but he still didn’t understand why. His actions did not affect you directly. 

The more time he spent in your house, he began to see that family was important to Earthlings, or at least to you it was. You had a picture of your mother and father in the living room, he didn’t ask you about them but he knew because they simply looked so much like you. He overheard you on the phone one day too, talking to your mother and even telling her you loved her.

There was this big device called TV that you would watch sometimes that also gave him an insight of how humans lived and worked. Apparently other people’s actions affected them when they were close to one another. 

Raditz remembered his parents very well. His mother and father were not exactly normal compared to other Saiyan. For once, they seemed to hold a lot of affection for each other. They also cared for him and Kakarot. Other Saiyan parents didn’t exactly mistreat their children, but once in the incubators, they would simply leave them to go on a mission, not seeing them for years even. 

After planet Vegeta was destroyed, he only had Nappa and Vegeta. Nappa told him that most Saiyans didn’t stay together after mating, and sex was a common thing among allies, not necessarily intended for reproduction. Vegeta, being royalty and proud as heck about it, was more reserved, so he almost never commented on that matter. 

He grew up like that, and since there weren’t any females to hang around with for a long time, he just fucked for fun. Which, he learnt, was also what most males did in the Frieza army. Women were scarce there, so fucking random females in far away planets was actually a common occurrence. He never formed any kind of bond with anyone. And if he thought about it, neither Nappa nor Vegeta were exactly close to him. 

He heard them say they wouldn’t wish him back to life when he was dying after the fight with Kakarot and that other guy. And he was infuriated, but he didn’t know exactly what to do about it. There was actually nothing he could do about it in his condition to begin with either.

Humans were the opposite of how he was raised. But not the opposite of how his parents used to be. He remembered his father hugging his mother when he arrived home from a mission, even kissing her like he missed her. For what the TV had shown him, humans did that too. And while casual sex was also a thing on Earth, most of those movies, or whatever they were called, made it seem more important than what it appeared to be.

You had told him not to take anything he saw on TV ‘too seriously’. So he was confused. But he wanted to understand. Mostly so he could understand you. 

Even though it had been a while since you two had sex, Raditz still wanted you. He wanted to taste you again, to have you again. It was making it difficult to see you every single day; he had to watch you in the morning, when you tried to look somehow put together but he could see that your hair was out of place and your eyes were a little puffy, and he had to see you after you took a shower, walking to your room in just a towel, and it was killing him because he could simply smell you all the time, and everywhere on that house. But he could not touch you because your demeanor showed that you didn’t feel the same way. And he wanted to know and understand why. 

“That woman said she only wanted casual sex, but now she is crying. Why?”

It was a rare occasion that Raditz sat down with you when you chose to watch a movie. You didn’t exactly invite him to join, but he did anyway. 

A man and a woman met and agreed to just fuck. And now she was going back to her hometown and she was upset about not seeing that man again. But they had an arrangement that it was only sex. He didn’t get it, what changed?

“She is in love with him, she doesn’t want to leave.”

“In love?” 

“Yeah,” You eyed him curiously. “You know, like feelings? She cares about him and she grew to like him.”

“Wasn’t it just a fuck?”

You laughed, which startled him.

“That sometimes works, but sometimes it doesn’t. People who sleep together regularly usually grow to like each other. Even if they end up just liking each other as friends.”

“Weird…” Raditz squinted his eyes, thinking.

“What do you mean?” You giggled, obviously amused at the fact that he didn’t get human emotions. 

He debated internally whether or not to tell you what his first impression of that planet had been. He didn’t see anything wrong with sharing, so he spoke.

“When you offered yourself to me when we met, I assumed this planet was all about easy sex.”

“W- What?” 

Raditz noticed your surprise, but he went on.

“I’m not used to women being so loose. So I figured humans must fuck on a daily basis with just anyone. Didn’t consider anything like what you just said.”

He noticed your face getting slightly red, though not out of embarrassment. 

“Are you calling me a slut?” 

“What are you talking about?” 

“You used the words ‘easy’ and ‘loose’ in two sentences. Are you saying I have sex with just anyone I meet?”

He wasn’t sure exactly what had offended you, but he knew you were angry for whatever reason. He frowned, considering his words carefully.

“...No? Not exactly?”

“Then what do you mean?!”

“What I said! Humans seem highly hedonistic and simple, I suppose that’s why you never evolve past the power level of a fly.” He noticed your glare, but he snorted, amused. “It’s not everyday that I arrive on a planet and a female throws herself at me. I’m pretty sure Nappa and even Vegeta were surprised.”

“Who?”

“The Saiyans that are coming here.”

“Wait, ‘were surprised’? How would they even know about what we did?”

“The scouter.” He said, signaling to the side of his face where his scouter used to be when he arrived. “I’m sure you remember I was talking to someone through it.”

“Yeah, but what does that-”

“They were on the other side of the line, they probably heard everything.”

Your eyes opened wide, and you stared at him for a minute before talking again.

“W-what? You mean to tell me they listened to us… having sex?”

“Obviously.” He replied, unaware of the things going through your head, though he did notice your cheeks slowly flushing. “I don’t know about Vegeta, he seems like more of a prude, but I’m sure Nappa heard everything.”

Your entire face turned red up to the tip of your ears in an instant, and Raditz looked at you with one eyebrow raised. You were embarrassed now, but about what?

“I- They heard… everything?”

“Yes?”

“And you’re not bothered by that?!”

“Why would I be?” He shrugged, aloof. “I spent most of my life with them, we all have seen everything by now.”

You didn’t reply for a while, but the color on your face didn’t go away. Raditz looked at you for a minute, studying your expression, but when you didn’t talk anymore, he assumed the conversation was over. Until you spoke again. 

“You… you let them hear me say all those things I said and you didn’t tell me!”

He looked at you as you stood up and grabbed him by his shirt. 

“Get the hell out!”

“Woman, what the fuck are you doing?!”

Your grip on his shirt could probably rip the fabric, but it was nothing compared to his strength. Raditz still let you drag him towards the entrance, out of morbid curiosity. 

Opening the front door, you dragged him almost all the way out the threshold, finally pushing him in the chest.

“Get out! Now!” He opened his mouth to yell right back at you, but you didn’t give him time. “I said GET OUT!”

Raditz couldn’t believe you had actually pushed him hard enough to make him fall back onto the ground. He wasn’t exactly prepared for any kind of confrontation, so his guard was down. But he was still startled, and he stared at you with eyes wide open as you slammed the door shut in his face.

You had actually successfully thrown him out. With just your hands.

That was the wrong time to have an erection, but he couldn’t control it. 

That look in your eyes, the way you grabbed him and pushed him, like you weren’t even afraid of him (which you probably weren’t anymore after all the time you two spent together). It was arousing.  

However, he was still annoyed that you pushed him out like that. He was still trying to understand some things regarding human emotions, and when he asked, you got angry, and not only did you manage to turn him on, but also irritate him in less than a minute after that. He was confused, horny and annoyed all in one minute, and because of you.

For once, he wished his brother wasn’t dead. Kakarot was married to a human woman, the mother of his child. Maybe he would know what to do. He would have to figure this out on his own. 

Raditz cursed under his breath, standing up and rearranging his pants to best accommodate his hard-on before walking away.

#dbz fics #dbz fanfiction #dbz imagine #raditz x reader #raditz x you #dbz #dragon ball z #raditz #my writing #ce*

[heartthrummed-a]

once a month the dash just turns into bsd and i combust out of pure joy

#❧ ｢ general ｣ ⸻ ooc #❧ ｢ general ｣ ⸻ tbd #the bsd fans go feral as soon as the updates come out and i love that for us kdvkdkf #esp w gogol being back #my sweet serotonin... #now where gin #DKFKDKF

[strywoven]

quarterly check-in time ( + some house-keeping ) !  it is now the halfway mark of my semester and i am realizing how nanami ( jjk ) coded i am bc i - to the extreme - min-max my time to maximize my academic output.  work-life balance ?  not in this house ; only work.  as always , feel free to skip over this or read this at your leisure , but i will preface there’s a somewhat IMPORTANT note at the end.

i was invited to join symposium day in april.  which , again , is another major honor on my part , but i declined bc - full disclosure - i am not a man who does well with public speaking.  so , while i would’ve appreciated the accreditation of speaking , i also know that i would’ve stood at the podium , shook like a leaf and been so nervous that i made ( very bad ) jokes the entire presentation of my research projects OR i would’ve spoken so quietly they would’ve had to turn my mic ALL THE WAY UP bc no-one could hear my stupid ass as i mumbled through the whole thing.  the board member who was inviting me was like , “you know , i don’t think you give yourself enough credit” and i had to sit with that for a little while.

remember when i said i was accepted into the Psi Chi honors society ?  well , golly gee , there’s A FEE for membership !  how dare you want my time and my commitment and then demand my nonexistent money.  absolute malarkey.

in moral theology i want to report that whenever the prof brings up sociology and/or psychology , he IMMEDIATELY does the *pauses , looks at me in the front row* “... mav?”  IN LIKE.  the most expectant way.  bc he knows i have input on the subject.  i’m the resident nerd ig.  NOT LIKE I’M THE ONLY PSYCH MAJOR IN THAT CLASS BTW.  i’m just the only one with a big mouth.

i’ve noticed i have a rapport with several professors on-campus now … like , they will actually stop and wave to me when they see me or flag me down to talk to me and i *clenches fist* it makes me so happy.  it’s wild to come to the realization that these people genuinely GIVE A SHIT about me and how my education is going , i’ll say it.

as for my house-keeping tidbit : i cannot believe that i have to remind everyone about smth that is stated NUMEROUS TIMES in my rules , about smth that i make evident whenever we talk ooc - please , my compatriots in christ , COMMUNICATE .  in lieu of being hard-blocked by a now ex-mutual who i perceived as a ( good ) friend , over … i truly do not know what … i was so blindsided by this , i nearly deleted my blog out of shock and anxiety.  we are all adults , and none of us are mind-readers.  if ever there is a concern or smth you need to tell me , just do so !!  this is not meant as a vague , nor is meant to be a vent , but i do want to make clear that i am always open to being approached.  thank you.

#❧ ⸺ update | ooc ❞ #❧ ⸺ you’ve gone maverick‚ maverick ! | ooc ❞ #half way point let's go brothers #re the important note : just ... pls keep it in mind #anyways !! #spring break this upcoming week sooo... #shall we write ? shall we serve c*nt and do replies ? #no idea tbh my creative drive has been slaughtered lately #but i do always have motivation to plot

[strywoven]

hello all ! i've returned to apologize for the lack of activity / presence due to the rigor of school ( hopefully this will change with summer break ) . i've decided that , rather than updating you sporadically every so often that maybe it would be more organized to do quarterly updates ? so , every 4 weeks through my term , i'll pop in and let you all know what's what. does that sound good ? here we go !

i really only have a few things worth mentioning , but i feel like you might get a kick out of them !

i made the dean's list after just one semester ! to follow this achievement , just this week i received a letter from the faculty that i've been invited the join the Psi Chi honors society for psychology students. this is all totally unexpected ! they're also considering me for a leadership position , even as a starting undergrad. after telling my family , they said , "well what's next ? being accepted into MENSA ?" to which i laughed in their face ( not to be rude , but because that's a bit above my pay-grade methinks ) .

i've made a rapport with my professors ; especially my moral theology professor whom i love to hold after class and talk to periodically. just recently we got into a debate over happiness v. satisfaction and if there can be "too much virtue" . when he began his response with , "well , according to the Christian tradition--" i interjected sardonically with , "oh , the CHRISTIAN TRADITION !" to which he started laughing. it's a great time , we keep each other amused , is what i'm saying. he's also married to a psychiatrist and made the joke that he hopes i won't psychoanalyze him.

my history professor has , for 3 weeks , been only calling me by my surname. i don't know why , because he can see my full name printed on every post i make. when i sent him an email he wrote back , "i must apologize , i think i've been calling you by the wrong name." oh , have you ? hm. what funny guy.

and , there's some stuff going on behind the scenes that have me a bit ... uneasy. but i'm not one to post about it here. overall , though , i think we're doing okay ! :) and as usual , please feel free to reach out in the meanwhile , even if i'm a bit distant or slow to reply. i - like a few of my friends here - am making a shift towards being more plot-focused for interactions , so i would love to talk to you guys more about things !

#❧ ⸺ update | ooc ❞ #❧ ⸺ you’ve gone maverick‚ maverick ! | ooc ❞ #how do you guys feel abt making quarterly check-ins while i'm going thru term? #good / bad ? #it feels easier than sitting around and being like #'ah shit i should probably remind people i'm not dead' at random intervals

[strywoven]

update time !!

a new term is starting up again very , very soon. so , tuesday ( jan. 16 ) , i'll once again return to being completely devoted to my academics , setting everything on HIATUS . like before , you will see me pop on in to regale you with my progress or to mention anything worthy of your interest , but otherwise , please anticipate that activity will once again completely fall to the backburner / become virtually nonexistent. the queue is stocked up for a little while longer , but once it runs out , i do believe it will remain stagnant until i find the time to manually reply to things between assignments.

as always , i am most easily reachable through discord or IMs during this time going forward , and plotting is always welcome !! thank you for your patience / understanding uvu

#❧ ⸺ update | ooc ❞ #❧ ⸺ you’ve gone maverick‚ maverick ! | ooc ❞ #figured i should tell everyone NOW #and not like #day of #i highly recommend getting in touch ooc... #bc if not i am v much dead to the world during my terms #anyways !! #see you all on the other side !!

[strywoven]

i am pleased to announce my trigun era has ended and i am removing knives from the mantle place inside my brain ( crowd cheers ) . however , a new hyperfixation has taken hold ... rise of the guardians / guardians of childhood ( crowd boos ) . for this , pitch black / kozmotis pitchiner has now taken root in my brain as he did over a decade ago. i am apologizing in advance for how annoying i will become abt him and this franchise. that is all.

#❧ ⸺ update | ooc ❞ #❧ ⸺ you’ve gone maverick‚ maverick ! | ooc ❞ #not me quite literally doing the comedy bit of hooking knives out of the spotlight & throwing pitch into place #zamn #friendship ended with one freak & began with another :pensive: #this franchise... means a lot to me... #so why is it that i've attached to HIM?? #why not jack... why not toothiana... #a travesty really #and i'm taking you all down with me #edit: yes that means he'll be added to the roster ; i just want to read the novels first

[strywoven]

anyways , still on HIATUS for school reasons !! i'm sorry i cannot be here more often , but pls feel free to reach out whenever for chatting and such in the meanwhile. i'll keep trying to post a few drafts here or there where energy allows.

recently one of my professors emailed me and said , "you articulate pain so beautifully. it is a privilege to have you in class." so , i've been riding that high all week. and in lieu of that high i said WHO CARES ! , and added knives as a test-muse for laughs ( esp bc there's been a couple of you who prompted the choice ; kindly : thank you but fuck you ) . but for those of you in the back groaning abt it , i am also imparting the idea that juuuust maybe i'll rework kaen and re-add abel to the lore bc BOY do i love the idea of them having a pissing contest but all of humanity is at stake : )

#❧ ⸺ update | ooc ❞ #❧ ⸺ you’ve gone maverick‚ maverick ! | ooc ❞ #my professor literally made me cry in the club #she didn't have to say that but it made me feel so happy ksdjc

[strywoven]

fall cleaning time ! which means i've refreshed my threads , especially given my lack of motivation i don't want people to keep waiting for replies and such. so ! this is what i have / know of. as always if there's anything you want me to pick back up OR if there's something you no longer feel privy to keeping , lmk !

@bonesofchaos - x.

@hhemeraa - x.

@charroblanco - x.

@phytonomy - x. , x.

@wastelandsrunaway - x.

@lcstkey - x.

@asteelgarden - x.

@bitterarcs - x.

@thuganomxcs - x.

@ofurizen - x.

@millionsnife / @misplacedreporter - x. , x. , x. , x.

@wonderloste - x.

@seeasunset - x.

@angelictyphoon / @wolfwoocl - x. , x. , x.

@zankokukami - x.

as an aside , pls don't let the fact i might've dropped something of ours deter you or put out the idea that i don't want to interact. that's definitely not the case ; you're more than welcome to start up new things with me any time. that said , i will consider posting a starter call at some point , not sure.

#❧ ⸺ update | ooc ❞ #❧ ⸺ you’ve gone maverick‚ maverick ! | ooc ❞ #idk about the starter call thing though tbqh #writing starters hasn't worked out for me before kjsdnc

[strywoven]

keepin' it 100 , fellas , i have ... real bad anxiety abt this upcoming term at a new ( & very intimidating ) private university. i think it's taken a bite out of my desire to write ; i'm not exactly present enough to churn out replies & i apologize. in lieu of that , i'm definitely more so in the mindset to just do heavy plotting for dynamics & such. so , if you feel privy , feel free to give me a shout ! & again , thank you for understanding oTL

#❧ ⸺ update | ooc ❞ #❧ ⸺ you’ve gone maverick‚ maverick ! | ooc ❞ #yes i know this isn't a job nor an obligation but-- #i'd rather people are aware ksdjcn #i do encourage y'all to reach out tho!! #yelling abt dynamics is my favorite thing to do! #i can even do little threads over disco too sometimes

[strywoven]

as of aug. 28th the term at the new university will begin for me , thus to say i will become a complete hermit with only one motivation for the next several months is not at all hyperbole. that in mind , i think i will go ahead and place a TEMPORARY HIATUS on this blog ( meaning , there will be next to no activity in the coming months beyond lurking or checking in periodically ) . this , because i need time to properly acclimate to the rigor and demand from everything but also due in part to how demotivated i have felt here of late ( which , ofc , is not to the fault of anyone ) . i've noticed my writing has taken a dip in quality over the last month or so ( for that i apologize ) , and that might be a sign i need to simply step back for a spell to recharge.

i encourage you all to stay in touch if you want to plot or chat !! i would love to have the company whilst i progressively pour all my brainpower into nothing but scholastics. my disc. is available if you need it ( i do partake in writing there sometimes ) !! but thank you all for your understanding , as always , and i shall see you ... whenever i happen to reappear from the void.

#❧ ⸺ update | ooc ❞ #❧ ⸺ you’ve gone maverick‚ maverick ! | ooc ❞ #more like a tentative hiatus i guess #at least until i get accustomed to everything at school #need to fall into a groove and all you know? #work off the anxiety and such that comes with a new environment and new workloads #i'll add this to the pinned so no one is surprised #but yeah! #stay in touch / thank you for your patience / stay safe while i'm gone / etc etc

[strywoven]

here's the skinny , brothers : i've been feeling a bit ... uncertain ... about my overall place here. not at all because of anything anyone has done , not to worry , but just generally i think it's wise - because this negative sense has impeded my ability to produce replies of late ( especially any i would deem good or up to par ) - i take a step away for a spell to recalibrate. the queue does have a few things in it still , but i do not know when i'll be able to restock it once it runs out. i'm hesitant to call a hiatus , but my activity will certainly take a hit. as always , thank you for understanding and , if you should like , feel free to request my discord ! i'm more frequently found there.

#❧ ⸺ you’ve gone maverick‚ maverick ! | ooc ❞ #❧ ⸺ update | ooc ❞ #all threads here will remain active #it's just... #i'll take a wee bit longer to respond is all #not that i was the swiftest of partners to start BUT kjsdncd #i do suggest if you'd like to keep plotting / chatting that you reach out over disco tho! #otherwise #i'll lurk or check in occasionally #thank you again for your patience with me whilst i try to sort this out ksjdcnd