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cerastes · 6 months

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Was thinking about the hypothetical Arknights action game stuff from awhile back again, what enemies/story characters do you think would make for some sick boss fights?

Oh, I like this one. Just to name a few:

Patriot: The first that comes to mind is Patriot, as an enemy that would push the game systems of an action game to its limit. In concept, I like to imagine it in the way the true final boss of Bloodstained: Curse of the Moon goes: You have your playable character, which I would like to say is Amiya for this case, and your big damage opportunities come from interference ran by Rosmontis clashing with Patriot and Rhodes Island Snipers and Casters barraging him by Elysium's instruction. Patriot is also perfect to load a ton of mix-ups onto by virtue of him being able to do both gigantic, slower attacks and barrages of quick lunges. He could be a setpiece boss and a straight up skill check boss in equal measures.

Bishop Quintus: Yeah, man's Yamcha as far as bosses go, BUT in the context of a character action game with tight movesets and mechanics, a gigantic tentacled boss that can spawn more and more tentacles from everywhere in the arena, has laser attacks, and was explicitly Devil May Cried for a while by Specter when she was literally air comboing it by leaping from falling rock to falling rock as she unleashed a Sexy Smokin' Style kinda beatdown on him? Yeah I would very much love to control an Abyssal Hunter in a fight against this thing.

Faust: Hear me out. In the context of a full on high impact high speed action game, Faust would be heaven to fight. Between the ability to shoot a hugely powerful bolt, the ability to turn invisible, the turrets, and imagining him hoping around for a stylish mix of melee and ranged combat, yeah, I'm a believer. I like to imagine a scripted part of the fight where he hides and starts charging a truly massive shot, with the Arts humming from the sheer power. In the arena, there's also a lot of his snipers to run diversion and make it harder to find him. Normal people will find him and hit him out of the charge. COOL people will find him, taunt to trigger a MUCH faster charge, and then use a counter to catch the supercharged shot and return it to him a la Nero Buster counters in DMC4.

Full Power Big Ugly Thing & Eunectes: Remember Full Power Big Ugly Thing? No, not the one running on emergency fumes and jury rigged power sources, the actual fully geared version, powered by the airplane engine? The one that sent Gavial flying into the sky Team Rocket style? That one, that one should be some sort of secret fight. An actual brickhouse of immense, unfair power, only for the gamerest of gamers to cut their teeth with, punctuated with a final, high impact duel with Eunectes herself as the burning wreck and the originium fires make for a makeshift ring.

FrostNova: Legitimately, I think FrostNova would make That Moment in an action game. That Moment, That Boss, the one everyone remembers. Her skill set and aesthetic is supreme, the way ice can be used for both style and gameplay, alongside the actual emotional beat of throwing down with FrostNova as her life literally evaporates. Creating ice weapons that break with each attack just to have another one ready for the next swing, diverse moveset, dangerous at all ranges, highly mobile due to sliding on ice, giving the player high mobility as well (I love when boss gimmicks also can be used by the player in some way), there's just SO much one could do with a FrostNova fight, it'd probably my dream fight if done with love.

Endspeaker/Amaia: The concept of an ever-evolving boss with multiple forms has so much potential, TOO much potential, it's hard to fill those shoes, but if you do, imagine. In my dream of dreams, each phase/form of Endspeaker would grow resilient and even develop specific counters to your habits, in the shape of better dodge maneuvering against specific, high usage moves, and even counterattacks if you use some too much. The best way to go about this boss is to actually use your whole moveset, and even then, you want to ration specific parts of it depending on the phase. Plus, the latter forms of Endspeaker/Amaia are legitimately wicked looking and I think would look eerie and breathtaking in motion, with all those flowing parts constrasting with its sharp, long claws.

#kc5rings #arknights

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xxtc-96xx · 1 year

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The Herba Mystica would just straight up one shot kill Mewtwo

hence the yamcha death pose

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dreadsuitsamus · 1 year

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Getting Together with Tsunade Headcanons | Tsunade x Reader |

author's note: i just really love her

pairing: tsunade senju x fem!reader

warnings: modern au, alcohol, also reader realizing they're not straight, making out, heavy petting

You've been friends with Tsunade for a long time now, and when you first met her you were taken aback by how fuzzy your chest felt when you first saw her

You're introduced by a mutual friend, Jiraiya, who you had a friends with benefits situation with

Jiraiya said he needed a wingman, and since he was paying for the drinks, you obliged him and dolled yourself up for a night at the club

You warm up with a few shots, tossing back a second shot of tequila when you see her

She's speaking with Jiraiya at one of the couches, and at first you think he's already gotten his bag

The way she punches his gut, however, proves you wrong

Surprised, you rush over to check on Jiraiya, who laughs through his pain and introduces you to his assailant

"This is my longtime friend Tsunade."

Tsunade analyzes you with her warm, amber eyes. You find your throat to be dry and lick your lips, turning your head so you don't have to feel her gaze as harshly

"Hm... You're much too pretty to settle for Jiraiya's hookups."

Jiraiya makes an offended noise, but she ignores him in favor of taking your wrist. "We'll be drinking!" She tosses over her shoulder to Jiraiya, leading you back to the bar

She orders a round of shots after asking your preferred poison, smirking when you respond with tequila

"Oh, we'll be friends in no time if you keep this up."

You two get to know each other that night, and once you've fulfilled your promise to Jiraiya to get him laid, you pull out your phone to get a ride home

Tsunade takes your phone and adds her number in. "I like you. Let's do this again sometime, but without the sleeze next time."

You smile and you hope you're not outwardly showing your adoration, as your insides are warm and overjoyed that she wants to be your friend

You two are indeed fast friends, both having military experience. She on the medical side, you on the engineering side

Your personal interests overlap as well, and oftentimes you and Tsunade go out for small vacations, or new movie releases, or just about anything

Your interest in her skyrockets, and Jiraiya looks bored one night at dinner as you talk about her and your latest trip to Vegas

"So did you hook up or not." He deadpans.

"W-What?" You stop mid-story, cheeks burning with embarrassment

"Yeah, yeah, the whole 'stays in Vegas' thing, I get it."

You frown, and he perks a brow right at you. "You look awfully confused for a simple question."

"Why would I have sex with Tsuna?"

If looks could kill, you'd be Yamcha right now

"Because, I dunno, she's beautiful, sexy, you have a crush on her... I could go on but I won't for fear of her spawning out of nowhere and putting me in traction for a year."

"I..." You blink and really think about your friendship with Tsunade. And how you've always felt so fond of her, even from that very first moment you saw her. And how those feelings have lingered for a long time

"I've never loved a woman."

"You do now." Jiraiya smirks. "And what a woman to fall in love with, hm?"

"Oh my god..." You whisper to yourself. You really do love Tsunade Senju

When Jiraiya drives you home, he smiles gently at you. "For the record, I think she's gonna be a lot more receptive to your love than mine."

You look into his eyes and realize he's probably loved her his entire life, and he's still 100% supportive of you trying your luck with her because of how much he loves you too

You smile back at him and lean in for a hug, kissing the corner of his mouth. "I love you too, Jiraiya."

He laughs softly and kisses your temple, making sure you get inside safely before he drives home

You're nervous the next time you see Tsunade. It's been around a week since you went out with Jiraiya, and she's finally got some free time after the Vegas trip

She invites you over for a sleepover, and you realize just how much effort you've been putting in for her with your clothes and makeup choices as you pack a bag

You're greeted with her brightest smile and hug when you get to her place, and you rest your hands comfortably on her hips

"It's been so long." She whines softly in your ear. Her breath against your ear makes you shiver

"It's been ten days, Tsuna." You laugh softly

"Too. Long." She whispers before pulling you by your hand into her house. She's got the living room set up with snacks and saké, and lots of pillows and blankets on her sectional couch

You chat for a bit to catch up, though Tsunade's doing most of the talking

You just can't stop focusing on how beautiful she is. Her lips look so soft, her skin is flawless and her hair is perfect every time you see her

andyou'veseenherhungover

Eventually Tsuna starts pouring alcohol while you focus on putting on a movie. You settle on some rom-com and lean back into the cushions, taking the drink Tsunade's delicate hand holds to your mouth

And just like every time you two get together and drink, you both get tipsy after some time

You're watching her as she watches the movie, your chest feeling full and like it would burst with how much you want this woman

Tsunade turns her head, gazing back at you with that little smile on her lips. Her cheeks are flushed from the saké and her eyes have a mischievous glow in them

She turns her body to face you more and you swallow thickly, forcing your eyes to stay met with hers. And it's difficult because she's wearing a tank top with no bra underneath and you're lit up from the alcohol

"When are you going to kiss me?"

"Hwhat." You deadpan.

Tsunade smirks and moves to her knees, leaning forward so her lips are a hair's breadth from yours

"I'm tired of waiting for you to make a move."

You swallow and gaze into her hooded eyes. "If you want something right, do it yourself." You dare to challenge back

Tsunade never did back down from a gamble

She presses her soft mouth to yours, both of her hands coming to your head and kissing you like a pro

You've never responded to someone so viscerally like you to do Tsunade kissing you. You shiver and your body is littered in goosebumps, and you swear she's smirking against your lips

She straddles your lap without ever breaking her momentum on your lips, pressing her chest to yours and looping her arms loosely around your neck, grinding her hips lightly as she slips her tongue into your mouth

You shudder at the heat she brings, tentatively putting your hands on her thighs

Tsunade kisses you til you're almost breathless, literally

You have to pull away or you'll suffocate, though dying because Tsunade Senju is kissing you is one of the best ways to go out

She steals a few quick smooches anyway, settling the movement of her hips

You get your bearings back and look her dead in the eye. "I am in love with you."

"Good." She winks at you and reclaims your lips, murmuring between her warm, messy kisses. "Otherwise this would be awkward."

When you wake up in the morning, you can't even feel the hangover. You're on top of Tsuna, head pillowed on her chest and enveloped in the smell of her as she's got her limbs locked around you

She's asleep still, drooling and snoring with her messy hair and all, and even then you still find her to be absolutely perfect

You kiss her chest softly and settle back in, smiling to yourself

She's grumpy when she eventually wakes up, but giggles and blushes so beautifully when you silence her complaints of a headache with a kiss

Tsunade Senju really does love you

#senju tsunade #tsunade senju #tsunade #tsunade x reader #tsunade x you #naruto #naruto shippuden #wlw #headcanons #fic #i really fucking love tsunade #i want to cuddle with her while she plays with my hair

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dailycupofcreativitea · 1 year

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In a boring work meeting and suddenly have YET ANOTHER comic idea...word vomiting it here to pass the time:

Say it's sometime after the Cell Games (so Goku is dead) and Chichi manages to snag an interview for Gohan at some high level prestigious school (kinda like in the Broly movie). Except as usual these prestigious interviews are allll about appearances and money and Chichi is kind of hesitant at appearing as a "single mom" with Gohan when they attend the interview because she doesn't wanna be discriminated against and lose the chance for Gohan to get into the school. So she proposes they drag Vegeta along as a replacement cause he looks like a close enough substitute for Goku 🤣

Gohan protests against this cause he's all "why do we have to lie?" and "if they have a problem with it then it's not a school I wanna go to" and "that's just not right!" etc., but Chichi's like "this school could make you so successful" and puts her foot down. So Gohan proposes they take Piccolo instead but of course Chichi rejects that suggestion cause he's big and green. Maybe he proposes Yamcha too but Yamcha is also rejected (idk maybe Chichi thinks Yamcha will give off poor people vibes vs Vegeta would give off royal vibes or something and make them look good cause he's a prince idk 🤣)

ANYWAYS Vegeta obviously declines to help but after pressure (AKA threats) from Bulma he's shoved in a suit (and LOL what if they also split his hair into two pieces with a clip to look like Goku 🤣 maybe too much. But maybe for the lols). They all head to the interview together...cue shenanigans.

Chichi would probably keep pointing out "he's a prince!" and Vegeta would refuse to speak and Gohan straight up wants to jump off a bridge 🤣

Super duper rough preliminary doodles:

Anyways...it would be funny 🤣

#doodles #sketch #musings #vegeta #gohan #son gohan #chichi #dbz #dragon ball #dragon ball z #db

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fabuloustrash05 · 2 years

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Things that are canon in Dragon Ball Z Abridged but NOT in actual Dragon Ball Z (Part 2)

A lot of people have pointed out some other details in DBZA that I missed, so I put them all together in a second part. Enjoy!

Krillin, Gohan, and Vegeta formed a club called Team Three Star while on Namek.

Radtiz is sleeping with Dodoria.

Goku loves pineapple on pizza while Beerus hates it.

The jockstrap incident.

The Justice League exist. And so does the Star Wars movies.

King Cold calls Frieza his “Princess”.

Vegeta and Bulma refer to Baby and Future Trunks as their “baby boy”.

Zarbon is straight and has a girlfriend, but has a habit of making gay innuendoes on himself.

Sailor Moon exist and had an existential crisis after Piccolo blew up the moon.

Yamcha killed himself in Future Trunk’s timeline after finding out Bulma is pregnant with Vegeta’s child. Also Puar shapeshifted into the rope Yamcha used to hang himself.

Mr Popo is banging the Pokémon Jynx.

Chichi fired a kamehameha when giving birth to Goten. Also Goten was born on Christmas and Gohan played the role of the midwife.

Guldo has a wife and it’s speculated that Recoome had an affair with her.

Cell has a vendetta against Tein for him spamming his kikoho attack.

EVERYONE is terrified of Mr Popo.

Lord Slug is the good half of Super Kami Guru.

Piccolo’s antennas help him connect to the internet and go on social media.

King Cold is the head of management in hell.

Imperfect Cell originally wanted to be called Jiren.

Vegeta, for unknown reasons, hates Santa Claus and wants to kill him.

Jaco has a burger joint.

Vegeta has an Official Saiyan Handbook he carries around and it was written/edited by Turles.

Android 13 punch Goku in the nuts so hard it erased Goten from existence.

Cell is one of the only people who like and actually respect Yamcha.

The frog in Captain Ginyu’s body is in hell and being treated like a pet by the Ginyu Force: collar, food bowl, dog house, etc.

Christmas is known as Frieza Day in outerspace.

Mr Popo stopped the Garlic Jr arc from happening single handedly.

Krillin’s ex girlfriend Maron is an undercover government agent who tracks down and arrest people who commit insurance fraud.

The Ginyu Force hosted game show called “Wheel of Death” and Frieza was a frequent watcher.

Vegeta killed his brother Tarble, shooting down his pod thinking it was Santa’s sleigh.

All the villains are apart of a rehabilitation program in hell called HFIL (Home For Infinite Losers) that is run by the ogres who, for some reason, have German accents.

Vegeta throws dog biscuits at his enemies (mainly Guldo and later Android 19 and 15)

Nappa babysits Baby Trunks and gives Vegeta good? bad? parenting advice.

Salza and Jeice are cousins and Jeice had a sister who was eaten by space dingos.

Cell’s bussy.

Check Out Part 1 And Part 3

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sweetescapeartist · 1 year

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DOES TENSHINHAN REALLY TRAIN ALL THE TIME?

The short answer... "NO." The long answer...

DRAGON BALL Z:

In the Cell Saga, Tenshinhan had expressed multiple times that he felt useless. In fact, the guy who many in the DB fandom inaccurately claim trains non-stop actually lost confidence in himself so much so that Tien even REJECTED training in the RoSaT.

Tien could've gotten 1 year's worth of training in 1 day, yet he straight up refused. That alone proves that Tien DOES NOT train all the time like a Saiyan as so many people suggest. They are misinformed or willfully ignorant.

After Goku died, Tien felt depressed & lost some motovation to train (others felt depressed as well). He told his friends that they would probably never see him again. Then, he disappeared for 7 years & only reappeared briefly during the Buu Saga.

Why was Tien absent during majority of the Buu Saga?

Why did Tien choose to stay out of the 3 day battle until the very last moment while being fully aware of the situation from day 1 due to Babidi's telepathy?

TENSHINHAN WAS DEPRESSED & many fans fail to realize this. Tien even calls himself "USELESS" again in the Buu Saga. Tien did not want to join the fight because he had lost his fighting spirit. So, what exactly was Tenshinhan doing during the 7 year time-skip? Well, Toriyama actually tells us what Tenshinhan was doing...

TORIYAMA INTERVIEW:

Toriyama explains in an interview that in addition to Tenshinhan's training, he mostly farms & Chaozu helps him. (Even Yamcha occasionally stops by to help out when he isn't being a freelance bodyguard.)

Read the full article for yourself here.

And when you examine Toriyama's words closely, he says that "[Lunch] wasn't cut out for farming, and Tenshinhan has no interest in romance, so she left after a few days." Lunch was last mentioned to be chasing after Tenshinhan at the begining of the Saiyan Saga. This implies that Tien had actually been farming at some point soon after the 23rd Tenkaichi Budokai if not sooner.

Not to mention that "mostly farms" means that Tien does other things too.

Tenshinhan DOES NOT constantly train as many fans falsely claim. The only ones who Toriyama said train all the time are Goku, Vegeta, & Piccolo. And the series supports this statement.

DRAGON BALL SUPER:

The Resurrection F manga & the 7th ending for DBS reaffirm Toriyama's statements that Tenshinhan & Chaozu are indeed farmers.

Furthermore, we are shown in DBS EP 89 that Tenshinhan has also opened his own dojo & is teaching advanced martial arts to 12 students (+ Yurin later).

CONCLUSION

The notion that Tenshinhan trains all the time is purely fan conjecture that is taken as gospel.

Tien has been farming for at the least since the begining of DBZ.

Tien started a martial arts school at some point after the Universe 6 vs Universe 7 Tournament.

Many in the DB fandom don't fact check most statements made in the fandom. Then, they end up believing and regurgitating misinformation. So, HERE ARE THE FACTS! For those of us who know that Tien DOES NOT constantly train, this post/images/links can be used as evidence during disputes & discussions.

I'm tired of this fandom spewing inaccuracies as truth without getting checked. And many falsely claim that Tien trains all the time in order to make the argument that Tien deserved to be the strongest Earthling instead of Krillin & so that others believe the misinformation. They attempt to use Krillin as some sort of stepping stone with false information, but these fans do so at the expense of Tien's character development that they conveniently overlook.

If your feelings aren't validated by facts, then you are wrong. Once you are corrected, you are now right. If you want to be right, often times you have to be corrected.

[EXTRA]

It appears that Toriyama revealed that Tenshinhan was a farmer soon after the Freeza Saga when Freeza came to Earth. Tenshinhan & Chaozu were shown in a mountainous area while wearing clothing that resembles a Chinese winter farmer's attire along with some sort of carrying bag tied around their torso that they store their winter crops in. Not to mention that Trunks arrived in the past during a winter month, so them wearing winter farming attire makes sense given we know they are farmers. {I'm open to being corrected on this nugget of info if needed because I don't have extensive knowledge of historical Chinese attire.}

TENSHINHAN, CHAOZU, YAMCHA, & KRILLIN: They are still marital artists at heart, but there was 7 yrs of peace. If there was no enemy to fight, doesn't retiring from fighting make sense? Although, their retirement was only temporary as we saw in DBS. People hate on Krillin & Yamcha for retiring, yet forget that Tien and Chaozu retired too. All had good reasons to retire, but they all still did some form of martial arts during their retirement even if it wasn't anything too extreme; Krillin training with his wife & being a legal crime fighter without using weapons against armed criminals. Tien & Chaozu training & farming & later starting a martial arts school. Yamcha being a freelance bodyguard & occasionally helping Tien and Chaozu farm (possibly training with them occasionally too).

With Tien being depressed after the Cell Games, it makes sense why Launch still visited him from time to time even if he didn't want a romantic relationship with her. She was another friend to help him out.

#Tenshinhan #Tien #training #DB #DBZ #DBS #Dragon Ball #Dragon Ball Z #Dragon Ball Super #DB fandom #the truth #evidence

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gripefroot · 3 months

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Crooked Ways [21/22]

For a man that had just spent the last hours in the throes of pleasure (or so she assumed - she’d been in the throes of pleasure, so she assumed he must have been as well) Vegeta looked mightily grumpy.

He was propped up against the headboard. Not sitting up straight, not laying down. Slouched. Head turned away from her and eyes closed. His brows knit tightly together, his chest rising and falling with each deep breath. Not deep enough that he was sleeping, of course, but deep enough that he may have been faking.

Bulma, her head on her arms and resting on his thighs, just watched him, wondering why he was frowning.

Hadn’t he liked it? She had plenty of evidence that he’d had just as much pleasure as her: the noises he’d made, the expressions on his face, every movement he’d made had tinged her with an urgent need that Bulma had thought leaked from him. Could she be wrong?

Could men orgasm multiple times and dislike the act of lovemaking?

Could Saiyans?

Perhaps it hadn’t been the sex. Her own frown wrinkled her face then, fingers tracing absent circles on his bare thigh. What else could it be, then? She certainly felt something new between them, but that was no guarantee he could sense it, too. She didn’t even know for certain what it was.

Or…it could have been Yamcha’s appearance. Or before that, the discussion of scenting and rings. Vegeta certainly could have plucked something to be angry about from the evening, holding it back until he decided to blame her for something.

“Your ki is stronger than usual,” he said without turning. He didn’t speak loudly, but the tenor of his voice rippled through the room.

“I haven’t been working out,” Bulma replied with a smile he didn’t see.

“That’s obvious.”

Wow. Talk about attitude. She peeled herself away from his lap to sit facing him. The glint of black eyes observing her every mood made her smile, and she leaned over to poke a finger into each side of his mouth, pulling them upward into a bastardized form of a smile.

“There you go,” she said sweetly, laughing at the deep creases appearing in his forehead. Vegeta pushed her hands away.

“Did I hurt you?” he asked.

“No, my hands are - ”

“Not then. Earlier.”

Earlier? What was earlier? It was true that Vegeta could get rough sometimes in bed, but he’d never hurt her. A few bruises here and there, but whether they came from his hands or fingers or teeth, Bulma had never felt the pain of them in the moment, only the pleasure. Tilting her head to the side, she studied his profile in the indigo light of the night.

“When I…it seemed lighter. And I thought I saw…”

“Oh! The sparks!” Bulma sighed in relief. She’d forgotten - it had been their first romp of the night that Vegeta had been the most intense, the most passionate. At least she knew now she hadn’t imagined the blue sparks curling around his ears and up his hair before wisping away into darkness. “No, honey. I’m not hurt.”

He grunted, his face still angled away. “When will that robot be done? The one you said would be twenty feet tall.”

“Oh. Um. I can…get it done in a week?”

“I’m leaving.”

The pronouncement dropped like a stone. No, not a stone. A boulder.

No. Not a boulder. A planet.

Bulma clutched at the blankets of the bed, drawing them up as she felt the painful thud of her heart picking up a frenzied pace. Of course he’s leaving. He was always destined to. Just like everyone else. Everyone always leaves, and you’re lucky if they come back to beg for money or help.

“Why?” she asked, hating how shrill she sounded.

Vegeta’s shoulders shook with his scoff. “Tch. Do I need a reason?”

“Yes!” Only his inhuman strength kept Bulma from shaking him. “You idiot! Where else are you going to find a place as perfect as this? Free food? A comfortable bed? All the training space and materials you can want, without consequences for how much damage you do to my property?”

“It’s hardly yours,” he stated.

“Seriously!” Despite herself, Bulma gave him a thump in the shoulder. Daring him to respond, to match the anger that bubbled inside of her like lava ready to explode, to burn through the atmosphere at a screaming rate. He only glanced at her fist with a weary expression. “Just like that? You’re going to leave? After all I’ve done?”

“All you’ve done is distract me!” Vegeta snapped. He dragged the blankets to cover himself, but Bulma wouldn’t release them and be the naked one. “There’s no chance I’ll be able to ascend here. Not until I get your infernal presence out of my system.”

Out - of - his - ?

“What?!” She climbed off the bed, legs shaking so badly that she took a few stumbling steps until she braced herself with a hand on the bedside table. “What?” Bulma repeated it in a shout. “Like I’m some sort of disease? You - you imbecile!”

He had a book on the bedside table. She picked it up and threw it at his head. He caught it with a snarl, slapping it onto the bed. At least he was looking at her now.

“Surely even you weren’t so delirious to think I’d give up becoming a Super Saiyan for you.” Vegeta was on his feet now, a statue on the opposite side of the untidy bed. “You - I don’t know what you’ve done to me, but I can’t let it interfere with my destiny!”

“What I’ve done?” Bulma began to laugh, a hysterical sound that she didn’t bother trying to quiet because she knew it would make him more crazy. “You kissed me first!”

“I didn’t ask you to show up here begging for sex!”

“Excuse me, I didn’t beg! You offered when you bragged about how good you are in bed!”

“I wasn’t bragging!” Vegeta shouted. “I’d never even - ” His words cut off so abruptly that they echoed, I’d-never-even, I’d-never-even, I’d-never-even through the room until it went utterly silent. Bulma’s jaw had dropped, staring at the horrified look on his face.

“Then you,” she whispered, squeezing the folds of the blanket to her chest. “Then, you…you lied, didn’t you?”

“I lied about nothing!” he said quickly. “Saiyans are known for - ”

“But you aren’t. And you…let me believe. And you took advantage…” Hot, billowing tears flooded her eyes. At least that way she couldn’t see his face anymore. That stupid, handsome face with his stupid pitch-black eyes and that stupid mouth that made her stupid when he used it on her. A sob shook through her body before she could stop it. “Fine,” Bulma choked out. She wouldn’t look at him again, turning away. “Go. Go away and ascend to Stupid Saiyan once you forget about me. See if I care.”

“Don’t you?”

Surely that was her own wistful thinking, hoping that Vegeta’s abrupt question held even a hint of desperation. Still, she kept turning until he could see nothing but her back. Chin in the air, because a single crumb of pride was better than none, Bulma said nastily, “Do you?”

He didn’t respond. She hadn’t expected him to.

Wrapping the blanket around herself a few more times, securing it by tucking it in around her chest, she made for the door. Each step weighed her feet down like anvils, each second stretching for eternity with the shameful hope he’d call her back. Apologize. That even if he still left, he’d want to part on better terms than this.

Bulma left in silence, and made it all the way to a spare bedroom, the first bedroom that didn’t have him in it, before falling to the ground weeping.

“Bulma, sweetie?”

She ignored her mother’s voice, just as she’d ignored the sound of the bedroom door creaking open, just as she’d ignored the knocks that had preceded that.

“Can I bring you something?”

She ignored her. Until the last few days, Bulma had never appreciated the texture of walls. How bumpy they were, how the bumps could make shapes with ridges and shadows and dance stories across the surface.

She hadn’t left the spare bedroom she’d found. Hadn’t wanted to go back, to see the proof that Vegeta had left. The proof that he’d been there in the first place, that he wasn’t just a figment of her lonely imagination conjuring up a creature that would make her so, so happy.

Her imagination wasn’t cruel enough to create a man to make her so, so angry as well. That’s how she knew he was real.

“What about a meal?”

Some spots could use touch-up paint, though.

“Sweetie, if you don’t eat, I’m going to have to call a doctor. There’s no explanation but being sick.”

Bulma let her eyes close. It was almost too much effort for her heavy body, which lay unmoving beneath the blanket she’d taken from Vegeta’s room that night. It didn’t smell like him anymore, but she’d never, ever admit that she’d been checking every few hours to note the exact hour he’d be officially gone. Not just from her life, but from her skin and her memory.

Panchy must have left, because Bulma didn’t hear anything else for a long time. And when she did, it was with a different rhythm of knocking and a new presence that Bulma smelled before she stirred with tired curiosity.

She didn’t stop to wonder why she could smell the newcomer so strongly. Just that he reminded her of shaving cream and antiseptic and latex.

“Morning, Miss Briefs,” he boomed. Blearily she blinked across the room at the man. He wore a long white doctor’s coat. Behind him, Panchy hovered. “Just coming for a quick check up.”

“I don’t need a check up,” Bulma said in a croak.

“Humor us,” Panchy said. “Your father and I are ever so worried.”

What was there to worry about? Couldn’t a girl languish in her room for a few weeks without her parents acting like the world was ending? Sheesh.

Bulma did sit up and let the doctor check her over, his scent even stronger up close.

“How are you feeling, Miss Briefs?”

Shattered. Horrible. Miserable.

“Fine,” she said. A light shone in her eyes, and she blinked it away before the doctor clicked it off.

“Any symptoms?”

Wanting to die. Wanting to kill Vegeta and then kiss him and kill him again.

“My head hurts,” she said. “I feel nauseous but I also haven’t really been eating.”

“Have you been sleeping more or less than usual?”

“More, I guess.”

“Hmm. Open your mouth.”

She did. Panchy disappeared for a moment to return with a tray full of food and a teapot with steam clouding out of the spout. Hibiscus tea. Bulma breathed in, almost smacking her lips for wanting the tea so bad. She normally hated hibiscus, but who cared? She didn’t.

“Hello?” A pair of fingers snapped in front of her face. “Did you hear me, Miss Briefs?”

“Hear what?”

Panchy poured a cup of tea, the fragrance growing stronger and positively luring Bulma across the room. She was already half off the bed with her eyes on the cup of tea and nothing else when the doctor pushed gently on her shoulder to keep her down.

“I asked when your last menstrual cycle was,” he repeated patiently.

“October.”

Back when Vegeta had solemnly sworn himself to be better than a human man by not being repulsed by her body. So if it hadn’t been her body that sent him running, what could it have been?

Do I need a reason? he’d snapped at her. Yes, yes, yes! She wished she could rewind to that night and beat him with a pillow. Whatever it took to get some shred of honesty out of him. To get him to stop posturing for one, stupid, moment.

“Well, Miss Briefs,” the doctor said over his shoulder while he felt the lymph nodes in Bulma’s neck with tender fingers. “I’d like you to come to my clinic so we can run a few tests. If nothing else, we can rule out a few different things.”

“I’ll make sure she goes,” Panchy said, gliding over with a cup of tea. Bulma held out her hands to accept it, licking her lips in anticipation. “Don’t you worry, doc.”

“Very well. I’ll see you later then, Miss Briefs. Good day, ladies.”

The hot tea burned Bulma’s throat but she gulped it down anyway. The taste bloomed like summer blossoms on her tongue, a sensory experience she wanted to repeat immediately. Sweet florals, mild grassiness, a hint of sugar. How could she have hated hibiscus tea for so long?

“Can I have the pot?” Bulma asked, handing Panchy the empty teacup and saucer.

“Ah - sure. Whatever you want, sweetie.”

“Is this a new species of hibiscus?” She swirled the pot beneath her nose, inhaling the delicious scent like a perfume. The lid sat on her knee, almost burning through her pajamas.

“No, sweetie,” Panchy said, bemused. “It’s the same one I’ve always grown in the south garden.” Panchy grew her own florals for tea and dried them herself. She swore it was the only way one could properly ensure the quality of the aroma and taste of the tea.

Bulma took a giant gulp, sighing at the symphony of flavor in her mouth. The pot was still warm in her hands, cozy but not incinerating. “Did you sweeten it differently?”

“No…”

“Well, it’s amazing. Thanks, Mom. Is there more?”

“I have plenty in the pantry. I can make you more anytime. But don’t you want something to eat?”

Did she? Bulma frowned, staring at the strainer full of hibiscus leaves in the bottom of the now empty teapot. Drinking straight out of the pot was a new one, but she ignored that in favor of considering food.

She missed her bedroom and her clothes. She could go back. Get clean sheets and find her oldest, rattiest pajamas that she’d never dared to show Vegeta. A pair that wasn’t tainted by memories.

The tea had made her feel more alive. Maybe life would go on.

“Do we have potato chips?” she asked.

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