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honeeslust · 7 months

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🖤Again I rushed but I had to bang this out before I lost it lol.

🖤Word count approaches 3k

I’m making this one for the anime boys we love to fantasize about. You know the ones who are eternally annoyed with everyone and everything.

The ones who have a bad attitude and who are never scared to speak their mind. The ones who talk a big game because they are 100 percent willing and able to back it up.

I’m talking about the ones who break out those 1k killawatt smiles just before throwing hands.

I'm talking about the ones who always complement their golden hearted counterparts foe/rival/main characters so well because they're the ones who you could easily see flipping that switch if it ever came to it.

Yeah them. They’re the ones.

So that’s this is for you, because if you feign like I do, you believe they would fuck the the way they fight 🥵🥵🥵

Take your pick 😉

Names: Bakugo, Vegeta, Todo, Baji, Sanemi, Genya, etc.

He tells you he doesn’t feel like going out dancing tonight. He doesn’t really dance and he doesn’t like crowds. It was exactly like him to tell you no and then turn around and surprise you. Sometimes you wondered if he would do so just to see you pouting because as much as hated to admit it, he loved to see the way your face lit up when he would surprise you.

Surely enough, after he picked you up from work he told you he would be taking you home to get ready while he took care of a few things. You begged him to tell you what you were getting ready for. But he was so attuned to you that he easily redirected your focus telling you to start thinking about what you’d wanna wear. He even followed that up by letting the top down and putting on your favorite song so you would sing and dance.

Later that night

You could hardly contain your excitement. You loved how he always found a way to make you smile. His constant attitude towards the rest of the world made him seem like a complete ass and some wondered what you saw in him but you knew your big meanie would let the world burn just to see you smile.

And tonight was the first time you would actually get a glimpse of that.

You got dolled up. Dressing in the outfit you felt the sexiest in. You wanted your outer beauty to reflect how good you were feeling on the inside. But what’s more is that you knew that showing a little (shoulder/cleavage/legs) would definitely make it that much harder to wait until he could get his hands on you.

Your night started perfectly, you had dinner (bar food/fancy restaurant), and after, you took some time to walk through the streets of downtown. He was a gentleman to you, carrying you over puddles and holding your hand whenever you would smile at him. Usually, he wasn’t a fan of PDA but seeing you in the outfit you wore made him a little more handsy, but you didn’t mind the attention. He kept close to your side, seeing how many heads would turn your way when you walked by.

After a while, he checked his watch and told you it was time for him to call an Uber to take you to your next destination.

(Dress or skirt wearers)When your car arrived you slipped inside trying not to expose the secret of not wearing any underwear just yet. You wanted that part to be a surprise for later.

You sat in the car riding in a comfortable silence. You were just so happy to be there with him at that moment.

You smiled to yourself as you watched him. His permanent scowl never wavered as he made sure the driver kept his eyes on the road and not on you. You shook your head laughing to yourself to which of course he asked to be let in on the joke.

You lean on his shoulder and start to trace some of the lines along his beautifully inked bicep. It’s nothing, I just like that you have this thing you do.

You paused to blush as you found it a little silly to still have such girlish tendencies when it came to this sort of thing. His hand moved to your thigh and he squeezed, what is it?

…it’s just, I see how you’re always watching. Everything and everyone. It feels nice. It makes me feel safe, thank you.

To this he scoffed and looked out the window. I’m your man, it’s my job to protect you. You don’t need to thank me for that.

You swooned, feeling the butterflies and kissed his hand and he squeezed your leg again in return.

… You arrived.

Again your heart soared when you saw how he took the time to find a cute little (bar/club/dancehall), as well as gather your (friends,/or not) for you to have the night you wanted.

You told him you just wanted to dance and you did exactly that. You had a few drinks and suddenly the music felt louder and the rhythm moved through you. Your man stood his guard just off to the side watching you move on the dance floor.

It didn’t last long at all though. As soon as the first mouth breather approached you for a dance, your man was on your heels and then in front of you.

She’s with me was all he said and his opponent clearly didn’t appreciate losing out.Sensing the tension you wedged yourself between the two and grabbed for his hands. You placed them on your hips and started to sway the music. You danced like nothing was wrong, hoping to pull his attention back to you, but the intense stare down continued. You reached up and brushed your fingers over the back of his neck as you pushed your ass into his crotch a little more. You tugged at him, begging him to let it go.

Finally you felt his hand squeeze your waist. Said mouthbreather retreated into the sea of people and you continued dancing. He hated to dance but he could move just enough to follow the way you would twirl your hips and arch that ass against him.

He kept that hand splayed perfectly between your hips and his fingertips rested just above your pussy which he didn’t know was bare under your outfit. His bulge gave you a little encouragement to cop a few feels of your own just to watch his cheeks turn red from how much you teased him.

You danced the night away and enjoyed yourself just as he wanted you to. You both headed outside to wait for another Uber to head home for the night. Nothing could ruin how good you felt. It was everything you could’ve wanted and more.

That is until the mouth breather reappeared. As you exited the venue, more and more people were spilling out around you. You overheard his attempts to get a rise out of your man. He talked out the side of his neck making his petty comments as he passed by with his group of Neanderthals.

You both ignored them. Well— you did but he was definitely on edge. You felt all the muscles in his arms growing more and more rigid and automatically, you tucked yourself into the safety of his arms.

Something sunk in your gut and your hair stood on end. You felt the energy shifting and suddenly you were aware of just how many people were around. Your heart started beating so fast that all of the noise around you seemed to grow silent.

The group from earlier had started to move a little differently. You noticed so you knew that he did too.

You took his hand and encouraged him to walk with you and to your relief he obliged. You hoped the men would be satisfied if they thought you both had been scared off.

You walked for a while and he stopped to check his phone. Your Uber had canceled due to you both not being at the pickup location. Annoyed, he clenched his jaw and you saw the way his temples flared. He was still on edge and you were too. But you smiled as you slipped your hand into his, and the warmth making him soften just a little.

He found another, but your tricky location in the city made it so that you had to meet the car closer to where you first started out. As you headed back, you complained of your feet being tired and he lifted you into his arms bridal style making you laugh.

As you neared the venue, a car rolled past and stopped a few feet ahead of you both. You expected him to stop walking but he didn't.

Instead he calmly walked past the idling car and didn’t bother to look in their direction. Your entire body stiffened when you heard one of the car doors open.

Still he carried you as if nothing was wrong. A loud whistle made your stomach drop and your throat instantly went dry.

Aye , I bet you let your bitch shake it for you too huh?

This time he stopped dead in his tracks. He set you down on your feet and touched your face. You didn’t know what was happening but you wanted to keep going until you could get the hell outta there. You stared at him confused as a daunting grimace replaced his scowl. Was he actually happy about this??

I’ll just need a minute, stay here and I’ll be right back. He said, kissing the top of your forehead and turning his back to you.

He walked toward the group of men who were all out of the car at this point. Even though this made you panic, something about the way he looked at you told you that everything would be ok.

He didn’t waste any time talking as he approached them. It all went down so fast because— well, he was fast.

Clearly none of them expected what came next. The way he moved with so much agility and prowess was surely something his opponents hadn’t seen coming.

And you…

Well, you knew he was strong. You knew he could fight. But you had never seen it like this. And you never expected the way it would make you want to jump his bones. When it was all said and done, he charged back toward you and took your hand in his. He was practically dragging you along as he rushed to get away from the scene before any police could show. He turned a corner and pulled you to him.

His intention was to make sure you were ok but your mind was preoccupied with what you had just witnessed. When he went to touch your face and your eye caught the harsh bruising on his knuckles, you took his hand with both of yours and kissed the back of his jagged fist. For the first time you had seen what brutal lengths he would go to to protect you, and this made you feral.

Home

As soon as you entered the door, you latched onto him, desperate to feel his strength. He held you up and kissed your lips as he carried you to the couch.

He laid your body down and sat up to strip out of his tattered shirt revealing a few bruises across his tight abs. You felt like every second this man was not inside of you was agony. He lifted your dress and paused to grope your bare ass in his massive hands. His smile had you pleading for him to fuck you.

He gripped the hem of your dress and tore the fibers away from your body like they were made of paper and again he stopped. If only for a moment to admire the beautiful bundle of writhing flesh that was you, as you so desperately trembled under his hand as he skimmed it down from your neck and between your breasts and finally down to your stomach where he pressed down giving him the reaction he wanted.

Your body screamed at the grin he gave you in return. It he same boastful grin you saw before his fight and this left you clinging to him as he lined himself up with the slick heat between your legs and he held you there. So much anticipation could’ve killed you from how bad you wanted this man.

His cock pulsed against your overflowing wetness and he whispered to you “tell me who’s pussy this is”

“Yours daddy. It’s all yours” you breathed.,

“Yea…” he whispered before pressing a sloppy wet kiss you your lips

“Mmm—-.” You moaned as he pushed inside you so slow that you creamed around him.

“Yea-h” he shuddered as he felt your walls warming his stiff cock in a tight hug.

As he began to move you saw it again. The melee and the madness was seared into your mind and you wanted him more. You wanted to taste that power that pulsed through his veins. You wanted him to pour all of that unused energy into fucking your absolute brains out.

And he did exactly that. Every thrust matched the image that played in your head over and over again. His fist slamming into the man's face over and over again. The blood. The brutality. You wanted it all.

Your face was so beautiful scrunched up from how good you felt You looked so pretty that he had to fight to hold on. All that strength he possessed and he was weak from one look into your eyes.

You called out his name and wrapped your legs tight around him. His hands clung to your hips as he pumped into you.

He made you come once grabbing your tits and pinching your nipples while he rocked into you. your nails drawing angry red lines down his back..

…and again when he had your arms pinned behind your back and his cock forced one of the wettest and stickiest climaxes out of you.

…and then at last when he folded your legs back and slurped the honey from your trembling battered cunt before sinking back inside you even deeper than before. He held your legs back with one hand and palmed your entire sex with the other.

This time he worked slowly as he neared his own release. His hand rested precisely where it needed to be. His thumb worked little strokes over your clit and his fingers pressed down right above where his tip would protrude every time that thick cock found it’s way back to the depths of your soul.

The build was slower but sweeter. Your body tensed as you felt him swelling inside and he asked you again who’s pussy is this baby?

You couldn’t even think, let alone make words but he needed to hear you say it.

Look at me baby! He said it so softly that you couldn’t believe his voice could be that soothing. Your eyes opened lazy and slow and you watched the sensual flexing of every muscle along his hips as he fucked you deeper.

Again he pressed down and asked who’s is it, let hear how good this dick makes you feel, pretty baby, cmon? He said working your clit a little more and pressing that spot just right.

You cried. Yours, it's all yours. You said as actual tears streamed down your face and your pussy rained wet all over him. You held him inside and tensed over and over again, soaking him as you milked his healthy cock for all it was worth while he praised and appreciated how good you came all over his dick.

At the end of it all you were shattered but in the best way.

You woke up in your bed to him cleaning you with a warm towel. He followed with your (bonnet/removing hair pins/jewelry/etc), and even brought your (makeup wipes/breathing machine/sound machine/whatever I’m tired lol), before spooning his body behind you and letting you tuck yourself underneath him. And you both drifted off.

@callm3senpaii is where I got the idea for this pick your player style fic. I hope you enjoyed.

From the The honey pot 🍯

#katsuki bakugo x reader #vegeta x y/n #todo x reader #sanemi x reader #genya x reader #baji x reader #smut oneshot #spicy headcanons #smut writer #jjk season 2 #kny smut #kny fanfic #kny x reader #jjk x reader #blackgirlswhowriteanimesmut #smutxanime honeeslust

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ultraericthered · 3 months

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One Villainous Scene: Defeat From The Depths Of Victory

We all know Vegeta, right? Edgy, haughty, hot-tempered, trash-talky quintissential shonen manga/anime rival to the hero whose driven by his pride, his anger, and his burning desire to surpass the hero? The guy who worked his way up from Arc Villain to Lancer and secondary lead of the franchise, with sort of became a trend in Japanese media to follow? I assume that's the Vegeta we're all most familiar with.

I say all this because that is not who Vegeta was in his initial lifetime. It does make a sufficient deal of sense why he'd become that upon his revival, with his new lease of life shifting gears towards wanting to become a Super Saiyan for real and surpass Goku as the strongest Saiyan warrior alive so that his status as the Saiyan Prince could remain backed with justification and importance to him. But prior to this, back when we first met Vegeta, he wasn't quite the same person as we'd later come to know and love him as. The first time around, Vegeta was a more shrewd, cunning, caluclating, premeditating and deliberately precision-heavy character. He was an ideal foil for Goku since while Goku is known to either think on his feet or not do much thinking at all, Vegeta has a sharp mind and a sense of caution, and as such he can think deeply and many steps ahead of his enemies.

Upon touchdown on the planet Namek, Vegeta's every move was thought out to give himself the tactical advantage over the much more powerful, more dangerous, and more well equipped adversary he was putting himself up against, his own former mentor and boss, Freeza. Impressively, he kept himself ahead of the game this way, easily outmaneuvering and killing both Cui and Dodoria before claiming a single Dragon Ball from a Namekian village he slaughters, hiding it deep beneath the nearby lake. Even when he finally faces a hurdle that catches him off guard and bests him in the form of Zarbon, Vegeta is able to rebound stronger than before, taking all five Dragon Balls Freeza gathered on his mothership, then taking the Dragon Ball that Krillin had just been given by the Grand Elder, and getting his payback on Zarbon in the process. At this point, Vegeta just needed to retrieve the ball he hid in the lake and he'd be able to gather all seven together to make a wish. Eternal life would be his!

Which makes the stroke of fate that followed all the more cruelly ironic for him, as Goku's son Gohan managed to find that underwater Dragon Ball and take it away. On his way to the lake, Vegeta even ran into Gohan in a super tense, menacing encounter that could be a great Villaionus Scene all on its own, but Gohan managed to fool him by not only keeping his newly acquired Dragon Ball hidden, but not letting him know that the radar he was carrying in plain sight was what he'd used to find it. Vegeta realizes too late he's been had, and as you'd expect, he's not happy. In fact, he goes downright ballistic.

Keep in mind I started watching Dragon Ball Z as a kid for the first time during the Namek Saga; I'd not yet seen the saga where Vegeta was the Big Bad at the time I got to this episode. Once I had finally seen it, this moment hit me even harder because now I had context that the last time we ever saw Vegeta get this explosively furious to the point of a full-on meltdown was when Goku had overcome him and bruised him up so bad that he had to see the sight of his own blood for the first time in his life, and he responded by threatening to put enough power into a Galic Gun attack to blow up the Earth. It's funny that it later takes Freeza getting pissed off over Super Saiyan Goku overpowering him to lead to the destruction of Namek, but when you see Vegeta get this ferally enraged over how easily all of his near perfect scheming got derailed by the son of Kakarot, you almost fear he's gonna wipe the whole planet out in a blind rage tantrum! Oh, and that voice acting from Brian Drummond...I dare say it actually surpasses Ryo Horikawa's delivery of the scene. He just sounds completely unhinged in his screaming fury, with the echo in his voice making the moment extra chilling and so unforgettable.

Vegeta losing his shit with anger became a lot more common as the series went on, but back when he was at his prime as a collected and stratetically clever villain, seeing him snap was pure nightmare fuel. ....Provided it was in a scary way, not an unintentionally funny way.

#One Villainous Scene #Dragon Ball #Dragon Ball Z #anime #Vegeta

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ancicntforged · 2 months

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I wanna give Blair a bit of an overhaul in terms of personality. Right now she's the prim and proper Eternal Rival, a Vegeta expy with a lot of snark and dark humor. I'm thinking of making her petty as fuck and genuinely unhinged too, while still keeping prideful and serious enough. Below the read more is her current personality section, so I'll definitely compare it before and after the rewrite.

Blair has one trait that can be used to describe her personality. Succinctlyput, she is prideful; extremely prideful. Her royal status, coupled with her raw power and prodigal talent, allowed her to develop a strong sense of ego and pride, which is well represented in Ultra Ego and her Herrscher of Egoism state. To this point, she is not afraid to let everyone around her hear it from time to time.

She is proud in her Vacosian heritage and while she believes that her race is the most powerful in the universe, she isn’t one to boast about it.

In her childhood, her every waking moment was spent obssessing over becoming as powerful as she could, training with minimal rest in-between sessions. This obssession becomes even more prominent when she meets Ruby. At that moment, she is consumed with the desire to prove to herself and everyone else that she is the most powerful Vacosian, and for that matter being, in the universe.

Her pride at first was so overwhelming that she couldn’t allow herself to lose or fail, especially if anyone else was watching. She will never retreat or surrender, even in the face of overwhelming odds.

In combat, Blair will deal with the small fries first and fight the main threat immediately after. In combat, she won’t let the opponent power up either, and even attack them mid-transformation, from their blind spots, etc. This pragmatism is something she learned from watching Ruby fight.

Once she has entered combat, Blair displays the same hype for battle that every Vacosian has. She is a born killer who will show no mercy to her foes and is fully capable of executing a helpless enemy with no remorse, which is why most of the Ascendance Team lets her do the killing.

Even with all of her faults, Blair does have equally as many good qualities. She is extremely intelligent, capable of coming up with tactical plans in the spur of the moment. While quite serious, she also displays a wry sense of humor, often dark in nature. It’s often displayed to mock her enemies.

Despite her abrasive behaviour and speech, it’s clear that she truly does care for her family and friends, as well as most of her subjects. She has deep affections for her wife Emrys and love for her daughter Bianca. As well as friendship and respect with the other members of the Ascendance Team. Blair declared Ruby her eternal rival and encouraged both Ruby and their allies to reach heights even greater than Super Vacosian. As noted by many members of the team and even Ruby herself, Blair cares a lot about people, even if she often has trouble showing it in her words, which is why her actions often do the talking on that topic.

That said, Blair often goes along with the antics and shenanigans of Ruby, Chione and co, finding them entertaining and wanting to have fun as well. Furthermore, she isn't above teaching people her sword techniques or other stuff she learned over the years.

#ooc #current blair is amazing but i want to add more flavors to her

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actuallysaiyan · 1 year

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Alright, I just wanted to make kind of a list of things I've been/plan on working on in the near future. They aren't really in any order but mostly just want I might want to write.

Muzzling Dante smut(finished) Virgin!Vergil smut(finished) Part two to the Sound of Crackling Fire(not started) Breeding Kink headcanons with some SDV bachelors(not started) Breeding Kink headcanons with JJK men(not started) Period Sex with Sukuna(finished) Ultimate Challenge between two Eternal Rivals/Guy and Kakashi smut fic(not started) Mr.Lee/College AU professor!Rock Lee smut(not started) Kyojuro birthday bash smut(finished) Mean Gohan/pants don't fit(not started) The Om position with Vegeta(not started) Childhood friends to lovers with Reno(not started) Jiraiya honeymoon(not started) Sneaking into Maison Ikkoku after midnight(Godai x reader) (not started)

I'll add more to this list as I think of things I'd like to write! Also, I might just write things and post them and they might not appear on this list.

#bacon.announces #list of writing

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saiyanandproud · 2 years

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Mariko, do you have an... Eternal Rival? Someone you'll pit yourself against forever to reach new heights?

"Huh. Good question. Hmmm..."

"Well, I really dislike Frieza. Also, the Timebreakers are the obvious number one threat for the Time Patrol. But those are more like enemies, right? Rivals?... Not really, no. I guess all my friends and mentors are great figures that inspire me to do my best. But if you mean a rivalry like the one between Goku and Vegeta, no, I can't say I do. Would be cool, though..."

#ask the patroller #(Kallion was a Saiyan OC who was like a sister/friend/rival to Mariko)#(the closest example to it really)#(but the profile has been inactive for so long)#(it's kinda sad how Mariko lost many important bonds as profiles slowly went on undefinite hiatus)

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jonesashley234 · 2 months

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Exploring Iconic Heroes and Villains in Dragon Ball Super Cards

In the world of Dragon Ball Super Cards, enthusiasts and collectors delve into a universe brimming with iconic heroes and villains, each possessing unique powers, personalities, and stories. As fans engage in battles within the confines of these cards, they embark on an exhilarating journey through the expansive Dragon Ball Super universe. Let's unravel the captivating characters that dominate these cards and the allure they hold for fans worldwide.

Goku - The Eternal Hero:

At the forefront of Dragon Ball Super Cards stands Goku, the indomitable Saiyan warrior whose insatiable thirst for strength propels him to new heights. With his unwavering resolve and boundless determination, Goku epitomizes the essence of a true hero. Across the Dragon Ball Super Card series, Goku's transformations, from Super Saiyan to Ultra Instinct, mirror his evolution as a character, captivating players with his unwavering spirit and endless potential.

Vegeta - The Proud Prince:

As Goku's eternal rival and counterpart, Vegeta embodies the complex dynamics of pride, ambition, and redemption. In Dragon Ball Super Cards, Vegeta's journey from a ruthless antagonist to a valiant ally is intricately woven, offering players a glimpse into his inner struggles and relentless pursuit of strength. With his signature moves and a fiery determination, Vegeta commands attention and respect, leaving an indelible mark on the Dragon Ball universe.

Frieza - The Malevolent Tyrant:

No discussion of iconic villains in Dragon Ball Super Cards would be complete without mentioning Frieza, the malevolent overlord whose thirst for power knows no bounds. With his cunning intellect and ruthless demeanor, Frieza instills fear and chaos wherever he treads. In the realm of Dragon Ball Super Cards, Frieza's presence looms large, offering players a formidable adversary to overcome and a testament to the enduring legacy of villainy.

Jiren - The Unyielding Warrior:

Introduced in Dragon Ball Super, Jiren emerges as a formidable antagonist whose stoic demeanor belies his immense power. As one of the most formidable opponents faced by Goku and his allies, Jiren captivates players with his enigmatic presence and unwavering resolve. In Dragon Ball Super Cards, Jiren's cards represent the pinnacle of strength and determination, challenging players to confront the depths of their abilities in the face of overwhelming odds.

Broly - The Legendary Super Saiyan:

Broly, the legendary Super Saiyan, commands attention with his raw power and untamed fury. Introduced as a force of nature in Dragon Ball Super, Broly's primal strength and relentless aggression make him a formidable opponent and a captivating character within the Dragon Ball Super Card series. With his iconic transformations and explosive energy, Broly stands as a testament to the enduring legacy of Saiyan warriors.

In conclusion, the world of Dragon Ball Super Cards offers enthusiasts a captivating glimpse into the rich tapestry of heroes and villains that define the Dragon Ball universe. From the indomitable spirit of Goku to the malevolent machinations of Frieza, each character brings their unique blend of power, personality, and intrigue to the table. As players engage in battles and collectible pursuits, they embark on an exhilarating journey through a world where the line between hero and villain blurs, and the allure of adventure knows no bounds.

So, gather your cards, summon your allies, and prepare for an epic showdown where the fate of the universe hangs in the balance. The world of Dragon Ball Super Cards awaits, beckoning adventurers to unlock its secrets and forge their legends amidst the chaos and camaraderie of battle.

#trading cards #trading card games #dragon ball cards #dragon ball super card #card games

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phantomstriker2001 · 3 months

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Day 19: Prince Vegeta

Never forget this pain.

For my 2nd Dragon Ball redraw, we have the Prince of all Saiyans, and Kakarot's eternal rival, Vegeta.

Remake | Original

#prince vegeta #dragon ball fanart #redraw

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bigmelonblog · 8 months

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Title: The Epic Saga of Dragon Ball Z: A Journey Through its History

Introduction

Dragon Ball Z, often abbreviated as DBZ, is a beloved anime series that has captured the hearts of millions worldwide. Created by Akira Toriyama, this iconic franchise has left an indelible mark on pop culture since its inception in the late 1980s. Let's embark on a journey through the history of Dragon Ball Z, exploring its origins, evolution, and cultural impact.

The Birth of Dragon Ball

The Dragon Ball universe began with the manga series "Dragon Ball," which made its debut in 1984. This original series introduced us to the adventures of Son Goku, a young, naive martial artist with incredible strength, who embarks on a quest to collect the seven magical Dragon Balls. These orbs, when gathered, summon the eternal dragon, Shenron, who can grant any wish.

The Emergence of Dragon Ball Z

While the original series was a lighthearted and comedic adventure, "Dragon Ball Z" took a darker and more action-oriented turn. In 1989, the "Dragon Ball Z" anime made its debut, picking up the story five years after the original series. It introduced new threats to Earth and the wider universe, setting the stage for epic battles and character development.

Iconic Characters

Dragon Ball Z introduced a plethora of memorable characters. Goku, the hero of the series, grew from a child into a powerful warrior, epitomizing the classic hero's journey. His rivals and friends, like Vegeta, Piccolo, and Gohan, each played crucial roles in shaping the narrative. The series' main antagonists, including Frieza, Cell, and Majin Buu, challenged our heroes like never before, resulting in some of the most legendary battles in anime history.

Transformations and Power Levels

DBZ became famous for its intricate power scaling and transformations. Goku's transformations, such as the Super Saiyan, Super Saiyan 2, and beyond, became iconic moments in the series. These transformations not only signaled an increase in power but also symbolized personal growth and emotional upheaval for the characters.

Cultural Impact

Dragon Ball Z's influence is immeasurable. It played a significant role in popularizing anime in the West, becoming a cornerstone of '90s and 2000s pop culture. Its impact can be seen in various media, from video games and merchandise to countless parodies and references in other TV shows and movies.

Legacy

The success of Dragon Ball Z led to the creation of various spin-offs, including "Dragon Ball GT" and "Dragon Ball Super." Additionally, the franchise expanded into the world of cinema with several successful animated films. The Dragon Ball community remains strong, with conventions, fan art, and discussions keeping the series alive and well.

Conclusion

Dragon Ball Z is more than just an anime; it's a cultural phenomenon that has transcended generations. Its enduring popularity is a testament to its engaging storytelling, memorable characters, and epic battles. As long as there are fans who believe in the power of the Dragon Balls, the legacy of Dragon Ball Z will continue to thrive, inspiring new generations to embark on their own journeys of self-discovery and adventure.

#anime #megacon #comic con #cosplay #anime and manga #dbz #dragon ball z #dragon ball gt #dragon ball super #dragon ball

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archer3-13 · 11 months

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"sides i can't talk considering half of the things i do ship are insane obsessive weirdos being insane about each other." spills the beans who is it ?

do you expect me to talk goldfinger?

cause i'll talk i guess.

these arent all of them, and ill admit a number of them are just from my own preferred interpretations of the characters and ships. but ya got:

ike x soren

navarre x ogma

kieran x oscar

merric x arlen

bartre x karla [its cute shut up]

edward fe10 x leonardo fe10

goku x vegeta

hiei x kurama

hiei x mukuro

gon x killua

kurapika x leorio

kuzan x sakazuki

sakazuki x borsalino

edward newgate x gol d. roger

buggy x shanks

kenshiro x shin

rei x yuda

honestly any rivalry in pretty much anything that has a 'you complete me' moment in just how strong their rivalry is i will probably end up shipping to some extent. Like, the eternal perfect rivals trope is some of the most romantic and often gayest shit you will see in fiction 80% of the time no matter how intentional it was on the authors part.

buy yeah thats just a sampler off the top of my head.

idk, send me your ships and ill judge em. tell em if they speak to me or not and how much they are freaky lil weirdos i view em as.

#shipping

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gloriousmiraclekitten · 2 years

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#Vegeta #Dragonball series #Z Warriors #Eternal rival #Bejita #Akira Toriyama #Humanoid alien #Pure Saiyan #former prince #photo edit #Chris Sabat #Ryo Horikawa

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hubrislayed-blog · 5 years

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yknow vegeta actually doesn’t hate goku - he’s never hated him per se, perhaps outside of the first arc and getting his ass kicked but he rather resented and loathed what goku stood for - this wall of power he himself couldn’t scale, no matter how much hard work he put into it

he could keep up with goku but he could never!!!! be stronger than him - which vegeta takes as an insult to his pride but that resentment and loathing is what kept him going and going to try and reach the levels he couldn’t reach which is why!!!!! i think vegeta not getting ultra instinct in super is neat because it shows him growing past that resentment and striving towards his own methods of getting stronger

vegeta was actually pretty friendly towards goku in the buu saga until he remembered what emotions goku stirred up in him - vegeta never hated goku as a person, but what he symbolized, and if i may be so bold, vegeta loves goku as a person in his weird vegeta way

#ah‚ the scalene miles.#vegeta and goku's dynamic iS HONEST TO GOD ONE OF MY FAVORITES BECAUSE OF HOW COMPLEX IT IS #i don't think it stops at 'vegeta wants to beat up goku uwu eternal rivals uwu'#there is a lot depth to it and it isn't so simple #vegeta wants to fight what he perceives goku to be

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honeeslust · 6 months

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Them part 1

🖤 all consenting adults here

🖤 WC +2.5k

I'm making this one for the anime boys we love to fantasize about. You know the ones who are eternally annoyed with everyone and everything.

The ones who have a bad attitude and who are never scared to speak their mind. The ones who talk a big game because they are 100 percent willing and able to back it up.

I'm talking about the ones who break out those 1k killawatt smiles just before throwing hands.

I'm talking about the ones who always complement their golden hearted counter foe/rival/main characters so well because they're the ones who you could easily see flipping that switch if it ever came to it.

Yeah them. They're the ones.

So that's this is for you, because if you feign like I do, you believe they would fuck the the way they fight 🥵🥵🥵

Names: Bakugo, Vegeta, Todo, Baji, Sanemi, Genya, etc. (aged +)

After a stressful week, you tell him how much you'd love to go out and dance to which he replied that he doesn't feel like going out dancing tonight. Fore one, he doesn't really dance and he doesn't like crowds.

— But, it was exactly like him to tell you no and then turn around and surprise you. Sometimes you wondered if he would do so just to see you pouting because as much as hated to admit it, he loves to see the way your face lit up when he would surprise you.

Surely enough, after he picked you up from work he told you he would be taking you home to get ready while he took care of a few things. You begged him to tell you what you were getting ready for. But he was so attuned to you that he easily redirected your focus telling you to start thinking about what you'd wanna wear. He even followed that up by letting the top down and putting on your favorite song so you would sing and dance.

Later that night

And tonight was the first time you would actually get a glimpse of that.

You got dolled up. Dressing in the outfit you felt the sexiest in. You wanted your outer beauty to reflect how good you were feeling on the inside. But what's more is that you knew that showing a little (shoulder/cleavage/leg) would definitely make it that much harder to wait until he could get his hands on you.

What he had planned started your night perfectly. You took some time to walk through the streets of downtown to enjoy the fresh air. He was a gentleman, carrying you over puddles, reaching for your hand whenever you smiled at him. Usually, he wasn't a fan of PDA but seeing you in the outfit you wore made him a little more handsy, but you didn't mind the attention. He kept close to your side, seeing how many heads would turn your way when you walked by.

He checked his watch and let you know that he was calling an Uber to take you to your next destination. When your car arrived you slipped inside trying not to expose the secret of not wearing any underwear just yet. You wanted that part to be a surprise for later. You sat in the car riding in a comfortable silence. You were just so happy to be there with him at that moment. To everyone else he was unapproachable. But to you he was your everything and you were his.

You smiled to yourself as you watched him. His permanent scowl never wavered as he made sure the driver kept his eyes on the road and not on you. You shook your head and laughed to yourself. He was the cutest.

His eyes softened when he glanced down at you, "What is it?"

You lean on his shoulder and start to trace some of the lines along his beautifully inked bicep. "It's nothing, — I just like that you have this thing you do..."

You paused to blush as you found it a little silly to still have such girlish tendencies when it came to this sort of thing. His hand moved to your thigh and he squeezed, "what thing do I do?"

"...it's just, I see how you're always watching...Everything and everyone. It feels nice. It makes me feel safe, thank you."

To this he scoffed and looked out the window. "I'm your man, it's my job to protect you. You don't need to thank me for that."

You swooned, feeling the butterflies and kissed his hand and he squeezed your leg again in return.

You arrived.

Again your heart soared when you saw how he took the time to find a cute little (bar/club/dancehall). He had even invited your friends out, all just for you to have the night you wanted.

You told him you just wanted to dance and you did exactly that. After a few drinks, the music felt louder and the rhythm moved through you. Your man stood his guard just off to the side watching you move on the dance floor.

It didn't last long at all though. As soon as the first mouth breather approached you for a dance, your man was on your heels and then in front of you.

"She's with me" was all he said and his opponent clearly didn't appreciate losing out, but mostly he didn't like how close the man stood.

Sensing the tension you wedged yourself between the two and grabbed for your mans hands. You placed them on your hips and started to sway the music. You danced like nothing was wrong, hoping to pull his attention back to you, but the intense stare down continued. You reached up and brushed your fingers over the back of his neck as you pushed your ass into his crotch a little more. You tugged at him, begging him to let it go.

Finally you felt him squeeze your waist. Said mouthbreather retreated into the sea of people and relief flooded through you and you continued to dance. He hated dancing but he could move enough to follow the way you would twirl your hips and arch that ass against him.

He kept that hand splayed perfectly between your hips and his fingertips rested just above your pussy which he didn't know was bare under your outfit. His bulge gave you a little encouragement to cop a few feels of your own just to watch his cheeks turn red from how much you teased him.

You danced the night away and enjoyed yourself just as he wanted you to. You both headed outside to wait for another Uber. Nothing could ruin how good you felt. It was everything you could've wanted and more.

You both ignored them. Well, you did but he was definitely on edge. You felt all the muscles in his arms growing rigid and automatically, you tucked yourself into the safety of his arms.

Something sunk in your gut as your hair stood on end. You felt the energy shifting and suddenly you were aware of just how many people were around. Your heart started beating so fast that all of the noise around you seemed to grow silent.

The group from earlier had started to move a little differently. You noticed so you knew that he did too.

You took his hand and encouraged him to walk with you and to your relief he obliged. You hoped the men would be satisfied if they thought you both had been scared off.

You walked for a while and he stopped to check his phone. Your Uber had canceled due to you both not being at the pickup location. Annoyed, you saw the way his temples flared as his jaw clenched. He was still on edge and you were too. But instead you smiled as you slipped your hand into his.

He found another, but your tricky location in the city made it so that you had to meet the car closer to where you first started out. As you headed back, you complained of your feet being tired and he swept you up into his arms bridal style making you laugh.

As you neared the venue, a car rolled past and stopped a few feet ahead of you both. You expected him to stop walking but he didn't.

Instead he calmly walked past the idling car and didn't look in their direction. Your entire body stiffened when you heard one of the car doors open.

Still he carried you as if nothing was wrong. A loud whistle made your stomach drop and your throat instantly went dry. " Aye, I bet you let your bitch shake it for you too huh??"

This time he stopped dead in his tracks. He set you down on your feet and touched your face. You didn't know what was happening but you wanted to keep going until you could get the hell outta there. " Let's go, baby please." You pleaded , tugging his arm but he pulled you back and took your hands into his. "You worried about me or something?" You stared at him confused "of course I am, let's just go."

" It's all right sweetheart, I'll take you home if he wont"

His thumb brushed the back of your fist and he placed a comforting kiss on your hand. A daunting grimace replaced his scowl. " I'll just need a minute, stay here and I'll be right back." He said, kissing the top of your forehead and turning his back to you.

He walked toward the group of men who were all out of the car at this point. Even though this made you panic, something about the way he looked at you before he turned away told you that everything would be ok.

He didn't waste any time talking as he approached them. It all went down so fast because— well, he was fast.

Clearly none of them expected what came next. The way he moved with so much agility and prowess was surely something his opponents hadn't seen coming.

And you...

His intention was to make sure you were ok but your mind was preoccupied with what you had just witnessed. When he went to touch your face and your eye caught on the harsh bruising on his knuckles, you took his hand with both of yours and kissed the back of his jagged fist. For the first time you had seen what brutal lengths he would go to to protect you, and this made you feral.

Back at home.

As soon as you entered the door, you threw yourself at him and latched on tight. He held on to your legs that clung to his waist tight as he kissed your lips and he carried you to the couch.

He laid you down gently and sat up to strip out of his tattered shirt revealing a few fresh bruises across his tight abs much to your enjoyment. So much anticipation could've killed you. It was like every second this man was not inside of you was agony. He lifted your dress and paused to grope your bare ass with his massive hands. His smile made you quiver between the legs as you pleaded for him to fuck you.

He gripped the hem of your dress and tore the fibers away from your body like they were made of paper and again he stopped. If only for a moment to admire the beautiful bundle of writhing flesh that was you, so sensitive to his touch as he skimmed his hand down from your neck, between your breasts, and then finally to your lower stomach where he pressed in small circles until he got the reaction he wanted.

Your body screamed for more of him when he donned that cute devilish grin, —the same you saw before his fight. Your heart was racing and you gasped when you felt him aligning himself between the center of your pouring wetness. He teased you a little more, savoring the way you gazed up at him as he held you there. His cock pulsed against your overflowing wetness and he whispered to you "tell me who's pussy this is"

"It's yours," you gasped, squeezing your legs and arching toward him with your greedy hips. "It's all yours daddy."

"Yea..." he whispered before pressing a sloppy wet kiss you your lips

"Mmm—-." You moaned as he pushed inside you so slow that you creamed around him.

"Yea-h" he shuddered as he felt your walls warming his stiff cock in a tight hug. A sweet hiss was all you could manage as the pleasure electrified every nerve in your body.

As he began to move you saw it again. The melee and the madness that was seared into your mind and you wanted him more. You wanted to taste a little of that power that you saw. You wanted him to pour all of that unused energy into fucking your absolute brains out.

And he did exactly that. Every thrust into you matched the image that played in your head over and over again. His fist slamming into the man's face again and again. The blood. The brutality. You wanted every ounce of that carnal madness that lurked inside.

Your face was so beautifully scrunched up from how good you felt and he had to look away or he wouldn't have lasted. All that strength and he was weak from one look into your eyes.

You called out his name and wrapped your legs tighter around him. His hand clung to your hips as he pumped into you.

He made you come once, grabbing your tits and pinching your nipples while he rocked into you, making, you clench your fingers into his skin and drawing angry red lines down his back as you soaked him.

...and again when he had your arms pinned behind your back and his cock forced one of the wettest and stickiest climaxes out of you.

...and then at last when he folded your legs back and slurped the honey from your trembling battered cunt before sinking back inside you even deeper than before.

He held your legs back with one hand and palmed your entire sex with the other. This time he worked slowly as he neared his own release. His hand rested precisely where it needed to be. His thumb worked little strokes over your clit and his fingers pressed down right above where his tip would protrude every time that thick cock found it's way back to the depths of your soul.

The build was slower but sweeter. Your body tensed as you felt him swelling inside and he asked you again "who's pussy is this baby?"

You couldn't even think, let alone make words but he needed to hear you say it.

"Look at me baby!" He said it so softly that you couldn't believe his voice could be that soothing. Your eyes opened lazily and you watched the sensual flexing of every muscle along his hips as he fucked you deeper.

Again he pressed down and asked " who's is it, let hear how good this dick makes you feel, pretty baby, cmon?" He said working your clit a little more and pressing that spot just right.

You cried. "Yours, it's all yours." You said as actual tears streamed down your face and your pussy rained wet all over him. You held him inside, tensing over and over again, soaking him as you milked his healthy cock for all it was worth.

At the end of it all you were shattered but in the best way.

You woke up in your bed to him cleaning you with a warm towel. He followed with your (bonnet/removing hair pins/jewelry/etc), and even brought your (makeup wipes/breathing machine/sound machine/whatever ),before spooning his body behind you and letting you tuck yourself underneath him. And you both drifted off.

Part 2

#smut oneshot #smut writer #spicy headcanons #smutxanime honeeslust #blackgirlswhowriteanimesmut #bakugo kinktober #baji x black!reader #mhasmut #kny x y/n #sanemi smut #genya x you

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beneathstarryskies · 2 years

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In your opinion, how similar are Vegeta and Vergil?

Hi, anon! Thanks for this ask! This is something I've actually pondered on a lot being a fan of both characters.

In my humble opinion, they're extremely similar.

(long post ahead)

Neither of them are traditional villains, and they both have a redemption arc. Although with Vegeta we get to see more of the results of his redemption. Which, that is one thing I'd like to see explored more in canon with Vergil. We know he has regrets about the decisions he's made, and I think it'd be interesting to see how he makes amends.

Both of their decisions as "villains" are based in their trauma, and they share similar views on how to protect themselves from being hurt again. Both of them see power=safety, and both of their examples of ultimate power lay in their abusers. Therefore, they follow the examples of their abusers.

Vergil's mother was killed at Mundus' command and Vegeta's father (and race) were destroyed by Frieza. They were both ensnared for a period of time into doing the bidding of the beings responsible for their trauma, and then came out of it desperate to have more power so they can protect themselves.

Vegeta wanted to use the Dragon Balls to give himself eternal life believing he could defeat Frieza this way and rule the universe.

Vergil separated himself with the Yamato and sought out the Qliphoth fruit so he could be the king of the underworld.

They both saw these positions as being untouchable, therefore where they would both be safe from getting hurt again.

Both Vegeta and Vergil have a sense of divine purpose.

Vegeta believes it is his destiny to be a Super Saiyan.

Vergil believes he is to follow in his father's footsteps to defeat Mundus.

Not to mention their overall personalities. Both of them have a lot of pride in their respective heritage. They're both driven in part by their egos, believing themselves to be the best and strongest against their rivals.

Vegeta and Vergil both tend to carry their feelings deep inside, despite the fact they're both quite chatty. They're quick to throw out a quip or taunt but not to express their innermost feelings.

Their biggest mistakes tend to come from their sense of having to toss aside their weaknesses in pursuit of power.

Vegeta feels that having a family and loved ones weakened him, so he allows himself to become Majin!Vegeta so he can throw away his tenderness and become strong again.

Vergil feels his human emotions and the memories of his mother and Dante make him weak. So, he simply discards his human side to unlock his full demonic abilities.

However, they both discover that the "weaknesses" that they discarded so easily were actually a source of strength.

Vegeta realizes that Bulma and Trunks give him a reason to keep fighting.

Vergil realizes that he is just as much human as he is demon, and he is stronger when he accepts both sides.

#vegeta #prince vegeta #vergil #vergil devil may cry #this is longer than i expected #and i am a little drunk so these ideas might be like half baked #but yeah #i think they're similar in a lot of ways

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