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*Indie Present Trunks RP Blog *NOT from Dragon Ball Super *Multiship *Sideblog to FutureHybrid *Written by Cidney

[the-nexus-moved]

Ind. Multimuse RP blog 

Featuring muses from: Final Fantasy VII Final Fantasy XV Dragonball Z The Legend of Zelda Yu-Gi-Oh! Pokemon Saints Row and more! 

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Written By: Cidney

[brattyblue]

     “Gohan’s ice cream is fair game, right?”

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indomitablepride:

❝Tch– leave your mother out of this.❞ He argued before delivering another blow, which was deflected. And he was quite proud of this, considering he had been hell bent on teaching his son how to deflect properly. It was clear that Trunks was not as passionate as he was, so after a beat of a pause, he stood back and shut off the gravity simulation. After all, he was in no mood to be tested by his son again. ❝I’ve specified again and again that you can’t drop your guard, son.❞

     With gravity having returned to normal, the blunet dropped to the floor, panting softly. He hated these defense training sessions. He didn’t see a point to them. He was quick enough to avoid just about any attack. And he didn’t exactly see a deadly battle against his father or Goku in his future anytime soon. “I know, but how can I keep it up if I want to attack? If I stay on the defensive, I’ll just get beaten around.”

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@indomitablepride

     “Dad, do we have to keep training like this?” he asked, bringing his arms up to protect himself from one of his father’s strikes. There had been peace for years, yet he was expected to continue his training while also dealing with schooling as well.

     “I have homework to do, you know. Mom won’t be happy if my grades slip because of this.”

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indomitablepride:

Pause.

❝You’re not bribing me boy– you know what’s in this for me as it is for you.❞ He was just as stubborn as his son, it seems.

     “No, I don’t actually. Why don’t you enlighten me...”

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indomitablepride:

❝I’m not asking you to– I’m telling you to find the damned ring before the woman loses her mind.❞

     “It’s not my job to. I see nothing in it for me.” Ah, he was certainly being a little shit today, now wasn’t he?

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     “I don’t know why you’re yelling at me! You’re the one who lost it. Find it yourself!”

[neogohann]

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halfbredson:

“Oh please.” Goten rolled his eyes as he moved over to Trunks. His intention had been to help him up onto the bed, and he found himself running into difficulty when the blue-haired male decided to latch himself onto Goten’s leg. He groaned before just shifting to sit himself. At least he could watch Trunks easily, hand resting on the other’s head.

His question had him blinking before he let out a small scoff. “Of course I love you, you idiot. We’re best friends.” 

Oh wait. Had Trunks meant something different? Haha of course not.

     Trunks groaned and shook his head. “No...not friend love...love love...” Being heavily intoxicated, he had lost his brain to mouth filter. Was there even one there to begin with? Ah, he didn’t know anything anymore except that he wanted to remain close to the younger hybrid. It wasn’t just when he was drunk that he craved Goten’s presence. It had been that way for years, but he didn’t wish to make Goten uncomfortable, so he locked away his feelings. It was only during his inebriated state that everything came out. He could spill out every secret in his or his family’s life and not care.

     He mumbled to himself incoherently, raising his head to look at Goten. “Do you?”

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@halfbredson

     “Hey, ’m not tha’ drunk yet,” he laughed out, rolling onto his stomach. He attempted to get to his feet, but his legs refused to cooperate and he ended up stumbling forward and smacking his face into the wall. “Ow...Stupid wall. Why did you put this wall here?” He rubbed his tender nose before moving to latch onto Goten’s leg like a koala and bury his face into it.

     “Goten....d’ you love me?” he mumbled out, a hiccup following.

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[eternaldragon]

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sanynan:

       “Well he noticed that I was sketching you on the side and he started to say stuff about how thats an obsolete trade since photography is art now and i got mad—”

     “Ah. Gotcha. You two didn’t get aggressive, did you?”

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indomitablepride:

And so the proud Saiyan Prince stood and waited for his son to retaliate. He expected much more– expected for the boy to try and strike him. But just like his mother, he went for the unexpected. Vegeta growled; a threatening end to the sound as the boy went for his nose.

❝Boy! Stop that at once!❞ Vegeta tugged the boy and then held him at arm’s length. 

     As he was removed from the other’s chest and held away, the infant erupted into ear piercing cries, flailing his little limbs as his voice sounded. Papa was being mean. He didn’t like mean.

     On top of the attitude his father was displaying, he was hungry. And it was his hunger that fueled his cries to raise in volume further.

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sanynan:

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   “I swear I think I almost got in a fight with one of the photographers at your last shoot—-” 

     “You’ve got to be kidding me. What happened between you two?”

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indomitablepride:

Well, this just took a very interesting turn. Now the boy was trying to argue with him– with his brows furrowed just exactly like his own. And he was suddenly amused by the display.

❝Didn’t like that, did you? What are you going to do about it?❞ He challenged his son. Now he was curious to see what he would do.

     The child grumbled, scaling his way up Vegeta’s chest and to his face where his little hands squeezed his cheeks. He then brought his face forward, gumming at his nose all while salivating even more.

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     “Why would I bother pursuing the throne? The thought of becoming my father sickens me.”