Episode 15: Family prophecy

i need people to understand that when a person with a chronic illness talks about the fatigue that comes with it, we're not talking about the tiredness that comes from a 10 hour shift at work, we're talking about the inherent exhausting heavy malaise that hangs on your entire body like a weighted blanket from the time you wake up in the morning and doesn't get any lighter as the day goes on.

fatigue doesn't come from exertion. it's just innate- and when it does come from exertion, it's been worse than the innate fatigue that was already there in the first place, and it adds on top of it, not replaces it.

I am literally on baby meth because of this. I take phentermine to keep me awake and alert. If I don't, my PTSD is so exhausting that I fall asleep at the wheel and can't focus bc im spending my entire day fighting it.

People do not understand the fatigue that comes with chronic pain. You are not tired...you are exhausted.

It's not being able to get out of bed easily bc your body and mind just need more rest

It's wanting to clean the house and do the litter and take out the trash and literally feeling paralyzed.

It's brain fog so dense you forget words you used to know well, you forget places, you forget what you were doing

It's trying to listen to someone and not processing anything they're saying

And that's just MY experience, the thing with fatigue is that the symptoms vary from issue to issue. Someone with Fibromyalgia will suffer a different, more physical exhaustion, than mine.

Chronic Fatigue is also a huge symptom of Long Covid now, and diagnoses are going UP but workplaces are doing nothing to help these millions of employees. We're told to "take care of ourselves" in a way that means "act normal and produce profit or we have no need for you."

If you have...

Post Exertion Malaise (exhaustion after physical activity)

Brain Fog

Trouble remembering or speaking at times

Have messed up cicardian rhythms/sleep cycles

Suffer non-restorative sleep

Or have gained or lost weight very suddenly

Talk to your doctor. Exhaustion affects everything in your body from how you move to how you digest food. It affects your metabolism, mental health, immune system, everything.

Praise

Part I | Part II

PAIRING: Vegeta/Reader RATING: Explicit CONTENTS: Explicit sexual content, a little body worship, dom/sub undertones, praising. WORDCOUNT: 4343

Summary:

If you had to guess, since he hadn’t pushed you away, or made any moves that would indicate that he wanted something more, Vegeta seemed to be enjoying your touch. A touch that wasn’t meant to hurt him, or take anything from him.

Notes:

I've been writing this for MONTHS and I'm finally done and happy with this!!!!

This is the third chapter of Edge I and II. No one edges anyone in this chapter, and I took a super cool suggestion from a comment I got on AO3 💖 so this is a softer ending compared to the first two chapters!

Enjoy!

current note count: 295

oops i accidentally saved every photo oh my hand slipped you have to do it all again

sorry guys my mistake

Tumblr pvp is getting more and more violent

Preview of Dragon Ball New Frontier: Flight of Fate

Chapter 1:

It was just a quiet night in Conton City, home of the Time Patrol. The stars shine over the night sky as the world around the city. Cars drove around the streets as people did various businesses an average person would pursue. At the same time, one particular individual observed from the highest floor in the tower that stood over the markets. A Saiyan who seemingly was the age of 24, through his mannerism, suggested that he was a lot older than he seemed to be.

Watching all the events of the city all lit up at night, he felt the cold breeze in the chili air as the wind blew his hair over his balcony as he sat down to drink some hot chocolate. The Saiyan male couldn't help but wonder how things could be the way they were.  The taste of hot chocolate felt like heaven after a long stressful day at work from saving the Omniverse as he always did. The constant comparisons to people he knew all too well and even before he was a time patroller.

His messy hair was all over the place unless he used hair gel or transformed into a Super Saiyan or any other transformation he had that would alter the hairstyle in any way, moving from the wind blowing it all over the place, but he didn't care. The breeze felt like a weight of stress was already being lifted from his shoulders, and it felt liberating. Drinking more of his hot chocolate, he took a deep breath and looked over to the city lights of Conton City, home of the entire Time Patrol. He has been a part of the organization for the past 45 years since he was 24.

His tail moved around a bit even though he was sitting down. He was currently in comfortable clothes that were pajamas with green sweatpants with the laces being tied together in the manner of the waste area adjusted to the way he wanted so that he could quickly get out of them but also be able to keep them on, his short sleeve t-shirt primarily white with blue on top and blue writing on it that said the name Goku on could be seen on the T-shirt, as he stared into the city below, deep in thought and concentration as he did some.

A picture was next to him showcasing him when he was much younger with another kid who looked identical to him and three other people as he picked it up and stared down into it. The picture featured him in a blue martial arts key with blue pants, red combat boots, redhead wristbands, a red headband, and a teal shirt underneath the blue Gi.

Next to him in the picture was a young boy around the same age when the photo was taken with an all too familiar orange and blue GI with a long-sleeved shirt. He didn't have a tail, but he had the same messy hair as he did and looked utterly identical except for the clothing and that one difference between them. He couldn't help but smile at that fact. Behind them were three taller individuals in the picture, one wearing a purple martial arts go with his hair spiked up and with a singular bang, his posture showing a sense of calm and easiness as he smiled for the camera when the picture was taken.

The other man behind them looked exactly like this Saiyan, and his apparent look alike though older and wearing an orange and blue GI. All of them have jet-black hair, just like the Saiyan do now. He then looked at the only woman in the picture standing between them with a bright smile. Her hair was tied in a material-style ponytail, and she wore a purple short-sleeve dress of a dynasty-style culture. Her Raven hair matches the rest of the jet-black hair in the group. Her arms around the man's right arm while also tugging on his orange gi. The Saiyan couldn't help but smile at the photo as he reminisced in the past.

"I miss those days…." He said to himself as he remembered how now he was living on his own and had been doing so for the past 45 years, all the while the rest of his family were doing other stuff for the time being. "Back when both of us looked exactly like Dad. I didn't have to worry too much about threats because Dad was always saving the world. Before we joined the Time Patrol." That last remark he made reminded him of a much simpler time. A time when he didn't have to worry about threats looming over him all the time while the whole world was, for the most part, safe and in good hands.

Those were much simpler times, indeed. Times when he didn't have to worry about stepping up and doing his part to save his world. Now, he had to do his part to save his world and every plane of existence, for that matter. There was something that he truly missed over the years. And now he had found it.

"We used to pull pranks on each other all the time, remember Goten?" He spoke to himself again, referring to his identical "twin" as if he knew him personally. Knowing he wouldn't get a response from the picture, he imagined this person agreeing with him and reminiscing as they always did together. Though times had changed, Son Kakarot Goku Jr had joined all his friends and family in joining the Time Patrol, and the Time Patrol was founded. Goku Jr had helped build the Time Patrol and remembered it like yesterday. The day that changed his life forever.

The day when he started to always be in constant danger and always had to train and stay on guard, should he ever be needed, and more often than not, he was. But he couldn't deny that being part of the Time Patrol, one of the vast aspects of protecting the Omniverse, had perks. He had more than a stable income to where he could live like an aristocrat if he wanted to and endless benefits along with it, indeed quite a few rewards for the hard work he put into it. He also built a fearsome reputation as one of the Omniverse's many Heroes. Alongside his father, Son Goku or Son Goku Sr, as some people call him.

And not to mention all of the adventures he had gone through despite all the danger that came with them. However, those adventures were always a downside, especially when they took a toll on him mentally. Some experiences were quite pleasant in hindsight, which excited him. Others, not so much. He stared into the city on the rooftop of his penthouse apartment, which consisted of three floors and could be easily mistaken as a nightclub if he hadn't set up everything to make it clear that this was mainly a home for him first and foremost.

Before he could do anything else, a ring at the doorbell of the main floor of his apartment was Heard as he began to walk down the stairs. He could have taken the elevator built into the penthouse specifically for those three floors, but he didn't want to leave any room for thoughts when he greeted his potential guest. Upon answering the door, he saw a woman matching the picture that he would look at with her Raven hair. Still, this time with it down and wearing more of a teal-ish blue, green Chinese dress, her serious expression slowly faded upon seeing him, and Goku Jr quickly recognized that this was Chi-Chi.

"Mom! What a present surprise!" The Saiyan said as he saw her. He was surprised she would visit him after work, considering how tired she usually was when running all the education boards for Canton City. Ensuring the future of those who would join the Time Patrol or play a much more significant role in Conton City in a societal and economic stature indeed had many perks. Still, he clearly could tell that it can also be an extremely stressful job at times. Despite her looks, her mannerisms showed her true age as the Time Patrol allowed her to stay physically young so that she could do what she did for as long as possible. She did very much appreciate the perks and utilized them to her advantage. That much was clear. He was still surprised that she would take the time to visit him, considering how busy she had been as of late, just like his father, but her visit was undoubtedly not unwelcome. "Why don't you come in? I can get you something to drink while you try to relax. You must have had a stressful day."

Chi-Chi couldn't help but smile from her son's polite surprise to see her, but she could tell he was glad. "It's fine, Kaka," she assured him. "You've been having a stressful month yourself, hopping around dimensions. You need to take this break as much as I do. Probably even more so." She lightly laughed a bit from her teasing, causing Goku Jr to chuckle.

"Is Dad coming over?" He asked his mother with a hint of anticipation as she nodded, causing him to feel relieved a bit.

"He's downstairs at the moment, currently reprimanding a rookie for careless flying." She couldn't help but giggle, and she said that as she couldn't help but notice that Goku had become much more responsible over the years. More accountable than she ever anticipated, nonetheless. The Time Patrol must have genuinely helped him immensely. Though she did always see him at his worst as all the years he spent fighting were finally starting to take a toll on him mentally.

But she could tell that her support of him allowed him to get through it. She pushed him further into accomplishing so much in the Time Patrol. She encouraged him to mix up the different jobs he had to ensure that he could balance everything out, from training rookies to going on missions and even doing stuff at home like farm work; all of this did help him. However, she couldn't help but tease him about becoming a workaholic sometimes.

"I do not want to experience getting an earful from him again." Goku Jr joked as he then began to shrug. "Last time that happened, he put weights on my limbs and increased them every time I got used to it and put me through a training regiment that left me exhausted."

Chi-Chi couldn't help but continue to laugh a bit at her son's remark. She remembered that day well. He and Goten were 16 at the time, and they had been skipping school when Goku caught them in the act; while she did have more of a say in raising Gohan and Goten, she knew full well to trust Goku with the disciplinary stuff when it came to Goku Jr. He was a Pure-Blooded Saiyan. Goku was a lot harder on him because of it. She could never help but notice how scary it was that he looked almost identical to his father, if not for the tail. Sure, Goku used to have one, but he permanently lost it long ago. Part of her was glad that Goku Jr decided to wear different outfits from his father to the point where even his gi was slightly different. Even if it was similar to his father's, it allowed her to tell him apart much more accessible.

"If your father heard you say that, he would put you through twice the training he put you through that day." She retorted back at Goku Jr, causing him to chuckle a bit.

"Fair enough." The Saiyan then told her. Taking a little bit of time to think about what to say next, he remembered how long he had been physically in his twenties. Thinking about it made him realize how much time has gone by—all of the various timelines he explored with different outcomes. And not only that, the fact that he spent a very long time in the state made him realize that he would live a lot longer than he would have anticipated initially.. "I'm surprised Chronoa let us keep our youth for as long as she had." He said before he began to ponder more and more.

"She said we would be like this for as long as we're in the Time Patrol." Chi-Chi reminded him. "And with how things have been going, we might be immortal. All of us started doing it because we all had a responsibility. You're doing it a lot more often now."

"And Goten's probably asleep by now because he has to go to work," Goku Jr added. "Considering how much he works, I'm surprised he's been able to get any sleep as it is."

"It'll be fine, Sonku," Chi-Chi retorted as she tried to assure her son that his brother would be okay. She couldn't deny the fact that she saw her son cock an eyebrow.

"You haven't called me that in a while," Goku Jr mentioned, smiling in the process. He could see his mother smiling as well.

"I will call you by every nickname you went by if I have to," She said jokingly, causing them to laugh again.

"You can call me all of them except Karrot," Goku Jr said outright, causing them to laugh again. She knew how much he hated that particular nickname.

"Alright," she mentioned. Her voice is still soft and reasonable.

Goku Jr was surprised at how much she had mellowed out over the last forty-five years alone. Not something he expected. She also saw him at his lowest many times as well. Just as this happened, Son "Kakarot" Goku, the father of Goku Jr, was seen walking towards the door. "About time you showed up, Old man," Goku Jr jokingly said to his father.

Goku only chuckled at his son's remark. "This "Old Man" can still teach you a thing or two, young man," Goku said jokingly.  He couldn't help but realize how much Goku Jr was like him. Though he assumed it was partially because he did most of the discipline.  It was possible that because he stepped up a lot more with His adopted son, specifically, Goku Jr must have taken more from his father than his mother, unlike his two brothers, he was a pure-blooded Saiyan. Though Goku Jr did take up traits from Chi-Chi. One, he was more patient. He was equally as stubborn as both of his parents combined, and equally as patient.

CHAPTER 34!!! THE FINALE!!!!

Hey guys.

Today is the day.

34 chapters in and, "DBZ: The Princess Saga" comes to a close. How will it end? In heartbreak? In happiness?

Either way, expect ONE chapter of Epilogue later in the week. As always, you can read the new chapter here on ao3 or here on Wattpad.

If you're seeing this for the first time ever, come check it out! The first chapter is here on ao3 and here on Wattpad. If you like Vegeta, saiyans, fem!self-insert fanfics, and DBZ au's, then I think you're in for a treat.

Thank you all so, so much for sticking with me through all of this. I poured my heart and soul into this fic, and I hope it's something that resonates with you all for years to come. I won't give a synopsis for this one, just read guys. And once again, thanks for sticking around. Here's to the next fic.

author's note: i love snuggles. also once again the character banners you see in this post were created by the amazing @actuallysaiyan!! ❤️

pairings: vegeta x fem!reader, goku x fem!reader, broly x fem!reader, gohan x fem!reader

warnings: snuggles, mentions of nightmares, light nsfw if you squint

*please* can we turn this into a post where it’s just pictures and gifs of Vegeta being dramatic?

Magical girl Vegeta pose

I always try to imagine what Vegeta’s taste in music would be but lets be honest that man does NOT seek out music himself. He would literally just listen to whatever the fuck Bulma listens to. That man is in the gravity chamber blasting ABBA.

Vegeta ain’t no lil’ bitch  😌 (until he absolutely is, which is 10 seconds later)

it’s come to my attention that not everyone has seen the dub which means they don’t know about this gem

I fucking lose it every time I watch this stupid scene. He MAKES THE SIGN OF THE CROSS BEFORE KRILLIN GETS DECKED

Dragon ball z was another breed

Imagine this

Imagine Vegeta using you as a hostage to escape earth during the saiyan saga.

He forces you into his space pod, gripping your waist. His strength is phenomenal even as he is seemingly dying. He closes the pod as your friends are forced to let you go as they are bruised and beaten too. You know that Goku will find a way to save you eventually. He presses some buttons and the pod takes off.

There’s hardly any room in the pod so you are forced to sit on the ground between his thighs. His muscular thighs that can crush your skull. He’s covered in sweat and blood, and his chest is heaving as he writhes in pain struggling to attach the medical devices in the pod to his beaten and bruised body.

You stay quiet as you watch him, shivering from the cold and your nerves.

Who is this man that just kidnaped you, and where are you going?

Vegeta would be a angy cry baby with the amount of pure anger his small child body has to contain

Bulma: I know what might cheer you up. Some gossip.

Vegeta: I hate gossip. Gossip is for the primitives.

Vegeta:…who is it about?