𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐘 𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐅𝐒

genius, beautiful, perfect-in-every-way girl inventor (self described)

[age733]

❝It's time to face the wrath of an angry woman,

and I bet you've never seen anything like it!❞

canon divergent &&. multi-ship &&. multi-timeline

BULMA BRIEFS OF CAPSULE CORP

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affiliated with: @age736

[age736]

          UNFORTUNATELY , HE KNEW EXACTLY WHAT she meant- as he after all had watched that rage on display firsthand. and that rage form into a ferocious power- magnitudes of what even goku had when he was their son's age. however gohan was still young, and they had already done a fair amount of good mental training on the lookout to attempt at controlling that rage- yet gohan was still four years old. almost five even. even with their progress, that could certainly all change in the snap of a finger. the saiyan couldn't help but wonder where that well of rage even came from. his mother ? sure, bulma certainly had a short temper and was easily, well, violent- but that was nowhere near the scale that gohan showcased. yet even then.... the rage, looked familiar. like when goku himself was a child and found his best friend- neck snapped and body cold on the tenkaichi ground floor. the wail in agony that his father had witnessed at piccolo's death, with a blast fired towards vegeta- the only one he could lash out towards- holding so much power behind it that it forced the prince to dodge rather than swat it aside.

          HIS MOTHER HADN'T WITNESSED THAT power and strength, and goku thought that it was perhaps better that she didn't for the moment. truth be told- he didn't think it was possible to come back from something like that. far inside of him, goku was sure there was child-like part of him still fearful of what could've been had he failed to defeat the demon king. even if it was something he didn't consciously think about- it would still show up in his dreams. in quiet moments where it's ease it's way into his thoughts. usually he could easily brush it aside- as the saiyan usually was content in living in the present rather than dwelling on the past, but that didn't stop his brain either way.

           ❝  I THINK . . . WE LET HIM BE ANGRY .  ❞ THE words even felt weird leaving his mouth, but somehow that only reassured him more. ❝ that dun mean we jus' let him put himself at risk. but shouldn't he be angry ? i dunno what happened with him, piccolo, tien, chiaotzu an' yamcha while i was gone- but it's clear that he made some sorta connection with all of 'em. believe it or not bulma- i'm real angry too. ain't you ? ❞ even if he didn't outwardly show it- it was more like a deep seeded rage. he had enough being angry for tonight. ❝ tryna talk 'im outta this.... wouldn' that jus' make things worse ? we gotta.... i guess we gotta let 'em express himself properly. an' hey ! it's not like we don' have a plan ta' get them all back, right ? that's why yer all goin' ta' namek ! ❞ a bright grin appeared on his features- though he was unsure if the namekians dragon balls ( if they existed ) followed the same rules as the earth ones in regards to chiaotzu. but it was in everyone's best interest to think positively.

[age733]

The only thing she knows is the fact that she is ignorant. That this is a matter between father and son. Something she can support, but she lacks the strength to be an active participant. Watching from the sidelines and coolly interjecting when needed has been her position for decades now; but with her son on the front lines, she finds herself- for the first time- unsatisfied with the state of things. No longer wanting to watch her friends drenched in blood and tears from the sidelines, she ponders what use she could be. Naturally, her technological aptitude is her greatest strength.

That's why.

It's of utmost importance that she goes to Namek with them. She refuses to ever again be reduced to a bystander the way she was in their previous battle. If it's something like finding the dragon balls, she'll put herself in the front seat. She's the most qualified to. This time, Gohan will stand on the sidelines. Being a child whose age is not even in the double digits yet, she's certain that's where he ought to be. Standing behind is protective mother.

" Son-kun... " She lets out a sigh. " .... When exactly did you go out and get so wise? You should tell your wife when you make breakthroughs like that. "

A dry laugh. Of course that was the solution. There would be nothing better. With two parents who wore their hearts on their sleeve, there was no course of action that would be more fitting. After everything that's happened, Gohan has more than earned the right to be angry.

" You're right. I'm really angry. In fact, I'm so pissed that I feel like breaking something really expensive! I doubt my anger is even close to what you or Gohan are feeling right now... But if it's worse than mine, Gohan must really be suffering. It would be wrong to make him hold onto that feeling. " She relaxes, and smiles at him in turn. A bit cynical, she's spent more than enough time worrying about the authenticity of the Namekian Dragon Balls. But seeing Goku looking so confident puts her at ease. " You ... Really know how to calm me down. "

" I guess that's just the Son-kun I love! "

[age733]

Trunks is here! And he's going to give his mom a bouquet of flowers to celebrate the day!

“Trunks!”

In an instant, she has her arms wrapped around him in a hug so tight it's almost uncomfortable; nearly crushing the flowers in the process. Are those tears?

“You really came to visit your Mommy! I'm so happy! Say, let's go out to eat, all of us, okay?”

[age733]

❝ that's not the worst thing i've ever heard but it's certainly up there. ❞

“Well, you win some you lose some.”

Her previous escapades, in retrospect, don't exactly put her in the most charming light. Especially when it comes to losing her teenage wish to an amateur villains world domination plot.

“... But it all worked out in the end, right? If I hadn't lost that wish, who knows what I'd be doing now! The lesson here is this: romance isn't everything!”

[age733]

Hey! just wanted to pass along some helpful customization info, you can change your dash back to chronological order by unchecking the Best Stuff First option in your dashboard settings. It's under Preferences. At least that's how it works on desktop, sorry, IDK if you're on mobile. JIC you didn't know already.

WHAT thank you!!!

[museincarnate]

Up until the very moment that Bulma placed her hand on the Saiyaness's shoulder, a look of concern and slight fear was subtly etched on Hakkona's face; the aforementioned physical contact to the Buff Gal's shoulder involuntarily making her breath hitch, as if she was in a self-induced trance. She was never good at hiding her emotions, but from the moment she'd registered the scientist's words? It was as if her worries shrunk. She would nod ever-so-carefully to every bit of advice that Bulma gave her; a quivering lip slowly ceasing its motions entirely.

"I-I think... I'm just scared of all of his healthy progress being undone, by the trauma we've shared resurfacing, if we get together again." Even still, she was sharing more of the matter at hand with the woman she'd just met; only silencing herself after Bulma finished giving her advice, in full.

"I-I can't promise that I can do that very easily. Even just thinking about it makes my chest feel tight. Like I could stumble over what I want to say, or be in the wrong headspace, to listen to what he might say in response..."

[age733]

"There's always a risk ."

Every action comes with some amount of risk. Whether that risk is equal to that of the action may change, but the fact that risk exists is an unchanging fact of life. If Bulma were in Hakkona's shoes, she would confess her feelings without a second thought; because she's grown up to stop caring about taking chances. Relentlessly pursuing all of her desires, living for the sake of living... for better or for worse, that's how things are for her.

"I mean, what you're talking about is the worst case scenario. There's no guarantee that it won't happen, but there's no guarantee that it will happen either. Besides, you've done it before and survived. You can do it again."

Spoken as if it's nothing at all.

"You'll probably stumble over your words and all that stuff, too. Falling in love isn't easy like the movies. Actually, it's pretty ugly. But you already know that, right? ... I'm saying, there will be a thousand reasons not to go for it. But there's a thousand more reasons to act, too."

[pastballads]

✧₊⁺ A part of him wanted to stay out of spite. To snap back with a snide comment about her age or her methods. Shoot her a dirty look before continuing on his less-than-merry way. But, as entertaining as it sounded, squabbling with a tech-savvy tinkerer tooling around out here sat low on the totem pole of importance. He had bigger fish to fry.

"Fishing. I'm heading out to go fishing. A growing boy's gotta eat, and I ain't waiting on hand-outs from strangers like a chump."

Kouki dawdled past her, watching her from the corner of his eye. Hopefully, she won't be around for the return trip.

"Have fun screwing with your screws and junk, lady. Pack a blanket or somethin' to keep your stuff on next time."

[age733]

"You're going fishing?"

She wouldn't have guessed that just by looking at him. Damn it all to Hell, he's like Son. Living off the land and catching anything he eats. Living through hard work alone. It's the kind of life that she absolutely cannot comprehend.

"You're not going to go in there and fish with your bare hands, are you?" Many of her friends have developed that sort of hobby too. "I think it's better to use a fishing rod, or a net, but... well... everybody's different."

[archiveburnout-deactivated20260]

@age733

"Well, yeah, you're kinda one of the only people around here who doesn't have fighting on the brain." Bulma kept interesting company, and to be fair, the fight-brain only seemed to extend to the Saiyans, the rest were a bunch of kooky characters. "And then there's the creepy old fart with the turtle shell."

"So, wha'cha working on?"

[age733]

"Aw, c'mon. It's not always like that. Maybe you just need to get out more."

Martial arts was the cornerstone of her community for as long as it existed. Even though she had little interest in participating in that kind of thing, she never had a hard time keeping up either.

"Actually, I'm revisiting an old project. An invisible force field-- I want to see if I can increase it's radius. Y'know, just in case."

[dragvnsovl]

@age733 | x

He couldn’t recall the last time she had a nightmare. If anything, he felt he was the one that was more prone to them. Even still, it always hurt his heart to see her so distressed from them.

His brows furrowed when he woke her and she cried against him, his arms instinctively wrapping around her as he listened to her describe what dream had plagued her. “… I promise, Bulma. I’ll do everything I can to keep from dying again.”

[age733]

She's being unreasonable, and although she knows it deep down, she refuses to accept it. That isn't a promise. It can't be a promise. Flimsy as this universe is, there's precious little that can tangibly bind them together. If death demands that he leave her again, neither will have a choice.

........ Shoving those thoughts away, she wraps her arms around him so tightly it's almost painful.

"And we'll never fight again, okay? Even if it means I... I h-have to be wrong sometimes, let's never argue."

[museincarnate]

"You really think so?" While her son hadn't exactly acted like her when she was a teenager, Hakkona could help but feel like Ronin, the Saiyaness's firstborn, was a special case. Still, being able to speak to someone who was the mother of a Saiyan child, even if not full-blooded, helped ease the Buff Gal's nerves considerably.

Bulma's assumption about why Hakkona was asking for advice, however, caused the Saiyaness to wave her arms almost dismissively; denying the supposed reason, as if even suggesting it was the opposite of the matter. In which case... It more than likely was.

"N-No no... Nothing like that at all! I just..." She pursed her lips ever-so-slightly, as if the advice she needed was something she hadn't pictured herself ever asking someone... Let alone someone she just met.

"Y-Yujin and I split up, after something happened with our son. We both struggled with it, but we agreed to have another kid together because we thought it'd help him get over the habits he'd picked up. And that's all well and good, really, but... Lately, he's been taking better care of himself, and we still talk and care for each other, but... I think I'm falling for him again. D-Do I try to let the feelings go away, so I don't risk us hurting him again? What should I do?"

The poor Saiyaness seemed like the dilemma almost had her in tears...

[age733]

"I..."

She fumbles over her words. What a terrible burden she must be carrying, if she were willing to speak of it to someone she barely knows. Bulma's inquisitive (and somewhat nosy) expression turns into a sympathetic one. She knows all too well what it's like to fall in love with someone in a situation where love isn't ideal. Navigating a love that seems as if it should never be is as bitter as walking through a path of thorns.

Still, it only takes her a moments contemplation to come up with a solution, and a smile comes to her face.

".... Well, if you're falling in love, there's no sense in trying to hide those feelings. Do that, and they'll just get even stronger and you'll be alone with them." Putting a reassuring hand on Hakkona's shoulder, she continues. "There's never a good time to fall in love with someone. In my experience, it's always been pretty spontaneous and clumsy. But what's wrong with that? That's just how things with beating hearts are."

With that, she crosses her arms and shrugs her shoulders, looking satisfied with her point.

"I don't know everything about your situation, and I can't guarantee how things will look in the end, but... don't try to put a pause on your emotions. That's the best advice I can give."

[indomitablepride]

❝That's a poor excuse, try again,❞ He huffed. Clearly, he wasn't having it. ❝You're no better-- always traipsing around in such flimsy garments.❞

[age733]

"Flimsy?" She tugs on her shirt, looking down at the material. Actually, it was expensive and beautiful, but he must mean something else. "Ohhhh, I get it. You noticed my outfit, huh? Well, thanks!"

[age733]

i wish there was a way to make the dash chronological

[age733]

❛ i thought you’d like some company. ❜ 

"Oh.... yeah." The familiar voice snaps her out of her working stupor. She turns from her desk so they can speak face-to-face. She isn't doing anything so urgent that she can't afford to take a break. "You're comfortable in a laboratory, aren't you?"

[age733]

❝ that's not the worst thing i've ever heard but it's certainly up there. ❞ //Future Puck 🤗

"Somehow, it always gets worse." She let's out a sigh, reaching for a pack of cigarettes hidden in her lab coat pocket. She had been reminiscing about the first adventures she had with Goku a lot more recently. The fact that she misses everyone is starting to set in. "... I never did get to make that wish with the Dragon Balls, but it wasn't all bad. I got a cool story out of it, after all."

[age733]

[ nightmare ] sender wakes receiver up from a nightmare //With either Yams or Vegeets

It takes her a second to orient herself- to find the difference between that dream and reality. When she's able to recognize the hazy figure hovering above her as Yamcha she collides with his chest in a heap of ugly sobs.

"I--- I dreamt that you were dead! Again! You have to promise me that won't happen! Promise me right now!"

[age733]

Vegeta trudged closer to where Bulma sat on the couch, looking exhausted with his clothes tattered as usual after one of his training binges.

He could only get a few steps away before his legs give out, sending him to his knees in front of her with his head taking residence on her lap. All he could manage was a low groan before his body went almost limp, too tired to move away and finding her lap rather comfortable.

"You're going to have to stop doing this some day." The scolding is a natural side-affect of finding rest in her presence. It's been the same thing day in and day out for some time. The same lectures, and the same level of physical closeness. Her hands massage his scalp, softening the blow of an otherwise pointed remark. "Look at your clothes! What were you doing, going out and fighting grizzly bears?"

[leneemusing]

A FEW VARIOUS SENTENCE STARTERS

❝ i wouldn't find the need to tell you 'i told you so' if you weren't so allergic to admitting i'm right. ❞

❝ there are better hills to die on but i find this one quite comfortable. ❞

❝ would you come with me please? i adore your company. ❞

❝ that's not the worst thing i've ever heard but it's certainly up there. ❞

❝ i would love to help you but i'm afraid i'm suffering from a terrible case of 'it's not my problem.' ❞

❝ could you just think about anyone other than yourself for once? ❞

❝ i'm not going to stand here and argue with you about how much you need to get some rest. if i find you passed out on the floor i'm leaving you there. ❞

❝ would you be a dear and shut the hell up. ❞

❝ i know i need help but i'm not quite ready to ask for it. ❞

❝ do you know where we're going or are we just trying to get lost now? ❞

❝ i have confided this in you, please do not betray that trust. ❞

❝ do you like it here? with me? ❞

❝ are you still happy? with me, i mean. with us. ❞

❝ i didn't lie, i simply presented a selective truth. ❞

❝ do you actually like spending time with me? because i feel like all you do is argue. ❞

❝ one of us will eventually have to have the strength to be honest with ourselves about each other. ❞

❝ i want to tell you something i just need a moment to figure out the right words. ❞

❝ if you were the religious type i would challenge god to win your devotion. ❞

❝ don't tell me to quit being melodramatic it's the only time i have any fun. ❞

❝ were you ever going to tell me or were you just going to make me guess what you're thinking and feeling. ❞