I am a brat!

Roleplaying blog for Trunks from Dragon Ball. Roleplays any timeline and age, but defaults to kid Trunks. Does not roleplay crossovers, or with OCs or non-mutuals. Don't even try, attempts will be promptly ignored. If you want to roleplay, feel free to send an ask.

[galacticpridefulprincevegeta]

Badlands AU

[galacticpridefulprincevegeta]

brattybrief:

Keep reading

Keep reading

[brattybrief]

He was shifting their positions now that she’d tried to distract him again and get back into the sex. First she was pressed onto her back, and then Vegeta pushed her off to the side so they could both lay, with his chest pressed against her back, on their sides. That’s how he continued, kissing her spine and holding her so gently while moving his hips. He wasn’t quiet as they began to go a little faster, and her leg raised if only to try and let him get further inside her. The position certainly felt good; she liked being able to feel him forcing himself into her with the tight squeeze of her thighs so naturally crossed. It was a fighter fit, but it felt all the better for it.

Her moans met his grunts, and she held his arms tightly as he gripped onto her to go more roughly. The winds of the desert at night were cold, but all she felt was hot, from all their blood rising and flushing their bodies. Her feet turned inward and she dug her fingernails into his arm, her mouth stuck in an ‘o’ as he hit into her over and over. The kind of feeling she didn’t used to feel with that disgusting old man husband of hers... The feeling of pure completeness, of feeling nothing but ecstasy and love and excitement and not being able to think of one other thing in the whole world-- It flooded all her senses, making her knees quiver as she felt him fill her.

“Ahn... Ahh...” Just moments after, she had come to her senses again, left a gasping mess, but still feeling the remainders of an orgasm. Her eyes opened when she hadn’t even realized she’d clenched them shut, and she stared out into the sky. She didn’t move away from him, nor let him go. While her grip on his arm had softened, she was perfectly content with staying this close to him, at least for a little while. It was moments like this that she loved. Since getting to know him, the moments had peppered her life more and more. It was hard to think about the last time she was truly upset since she’d met him. It seemed like just a blur of various shades of happiness. 

She could still hear the drums beating below. They were still partying, never any more aware of what two lovers were doing only so many feet above them in the high peak of the dune. She couldn’t help but wonder, though, if they could have heard them if it weren’t for the music they were playing. Not that it mattered. It’d only be embarrassing at most. Scavengers didn’t really get irritated at such lewd things the same way others may. They’d probably get a laugh about it and go off on their day. ...She shifted her head to look over her shoulder at Vegeta, a brow raising the more that she came to. 

“Heh.... I guess it’s kind of stupid to say, but... I’m still thinking about peaches.” She turned her head straight forward again to close her eyes, feeling the need to rest after all that exertion. “I can’t help but think... It’d be pretty nice, just to be able to reach over and bite into one right now. It’d complete the night. ...Now I understand the other girls that I was with. Gero had gotten a couple pregnant. They’d always be talking about random foods at the weirdest of moments...”

[galacticpridefulprincevegeta]

Badlands AU

[galacticpridefulprincevegeta]

brattybrief:

Keep reading

Keep reading

[brattybrief]

Keep reading

[galacticpridefulprincevegeta]

Keep reading

[brattybrief]

Keep reading

[galacticpridefulprincevegeta]

Keep reading

[brattybrief]

She enjoyed his reactions just as much as he certainly enjoyed her own. The sigh she felt run over her cheek when she sat on him, the mumble of her name, the way his hands grazed over her, it all felt pleasant. She traced her fingers over his body as she moved her hips, doing her best to not have her rhythm too distracted by his own hip movements. Her skin was so much lighter than his, but she’d noticed it’d gotten darker over time. Was it the pregnancy, or was it that she’d been spending more time outside, or maybe a mixture of both? She used to not be let out too often. But then here she was, outside and under a hastily-put-together tent, feeling each other up and getting acquainted for the millionth time with one another’s bodies. At least, it felt like they’d done this so often. Not that she minded. Her lips pressed to his neck, sliding over the faded scars that sat over the tanned, muscular skin that made up it.

She felt him lean back from her, and her hands slowly slid down to his chest, her thumbs running up and down, back and forth. What, he only wanted to just stare her in the eyes like this? She couldn’t help but let out a short little laugh at the feeling of his fuzzy tail wrapping around her hips. He could be so silly. But she couldn’t be too distracted; he was getting faster. A hand fell backward, finding a grip on Vegeta’s leg to both keep herself steady and give her some traction as he began to slide his hips up and down faster than he had before. She met his faster speed as it steadied, her face turning pink naturally from the movement of their bodies. His hands felt her up, going from her hips, to her stomach, up to her breasts, swollen and graciously greeting him as he massaged them.

“Ahn...” He began playing with her nipples, but it wasn’t much of a surprise that she felt something warm-- Agh. It’d been happening recently, She reached up with the one hand that’d still been resting on his chest to brush away the warm liquid that he’d inadvertently squeezed from her breast. “Shouldn’t you know to be more careful by now?” Not that she’d let that stop her, and her breasts were swollen enough that it was something of a pleasant experience to get some amount of relief, anyway. She gave a sudden bounce on his hips, sudden enough that even she let out a small little gasp in pleasure. She went straight back to the normal pace, rocking her hips afterward and closing her eyes. Hn... She could still hear the music out there, and she’d ended up finding herself rocking her hips in a very similar rhythm to the beat they were playing the drums at. Even if she couldn’t properly enjoy the music from how far they were, the vibrations still reached their ears. Though-- Saiyans had better hearing, didn’t they? She opened her eyes again, half-lidded. She wondered how much he could hear. She reached her hand out again, grasping the back of his neck and leading his head to her chest. She’d prefer him listening to her heart instead.

[galacticpridefulprincevegeta]

Badlands AU

[galacticpridefulprincevegeta]

brattybrief:

Keep reading

Keep reading

[brattybrief]

Keep reading

[galacticpridefulprincevegeta]

Keep reading

[brattybrief]

He kept kissing her, kissing until his tongue found between her legs. His nose put just the right amount of pressure and friction against her clit as his head moved, making her legs tingle and feel weak. She held onto his shoulders for support, rubbing her thumbs in circles over his skin as he licked her. She sighed and groaned at the feeling, and even if it was getting cold, she found herself not just shivering from pleasure, but beginning to sweat from heat as well, from their body temperatures rising in excitement. He never went too far to make her orgasm; no, he was too teasing for that. Instead, he kept licking her until all she could do was shake in his grip. Finally, he’d let her free, only to try and lead her to his lap.

With her legs weak, she came quite willingly. She got down on her knees on the rug and followed him, kneeling over his lap and wrapping her around around his neck. She kissed him and got close enough to brush her soft but sturdy bulge of a stomach against his abdomen, letting him know how appreciative she was. She kissed and kissed, not wanting to stop other than for the occasional breath. She didn’t quite come down on him, though; not yet. He teased her, but now she could tease him by restricting him from the one thing she was sure he was all too eager for.

But after a minute or so, her hand did fiddle between their bodies to ensure her a straight path on top of him. She lowered down onto his cock, letting out a sigh as she did so. This is one of the differences between the times she spent with that “husband” of hers and of Vegeta; with that damn old man, there was no excitement. If anything, he’d just make her hurt. It was never pleasant, only painful. But with Vegeta, he’d always get her riled up to the point where his cock was far more than welcome. She looked forward to it in ways that she couldn’t remember looking forward to it for many years, back when she was far younger and used to mess around with that thief.

“Vegeta,” she mumbled again between her soft kisses, rubbing her nose against his to show how affectionate she was. Her hands splayed over his bare back and she pressed herself as close as possible to him as she could manage, gently rocking her hips. There was no real speed to it, nor any excited rhythm. Just the soft rocking, enough to make her shiver but not enough to lose her head. Just enough to enjoy the moment, to hold herself as close to him as possible and enjoy how close they were to one another. It wasn’t as if they never got moments like this, but it didn’t mean she couldn’t enjoy it. Who knew what would happen in the future. Something could always end up tearing them apart, and her fears of what could happen with her pregnancy lingered. But in the moment, they were together, and whole.

[dragon-ball-lovers]

[galacticpridefulprincevegeta]

Badlands AU

[galacticpridefulprincevegeta]

brattybrief:

Keep reading

Keep reading

[brattybrief]

“Why be quiet? No matter how loud we are, I doubt they could hear us,” she replied, accepting his touch as he pulled his shirt over his head and greeted her body. She touched her fingers to his coarse hands as they ran over her hips, slowly moving them over the back of the hands and brushing over his thick wrists. His mouth touched her stomach, and she willfully stepped closer to him as he coaxed her forward with his soft grip. It was cute to watch him, to see him show his love for both her and their future child. His kisses were not just to worship her body, but also to gesture to his excitement for their future. All the more reason to have fun like this; in a few months, would they be given moments of privacy like this? Children were needy. If the pregnancy went with no problem, she may have her hands too full.

“Are you planning on kissing me everywhere like that?” Following a mischievous look in his eyes as he darted his eyes up to glance at her, he got more aggressive with his mouth, going from soft kisses to forceful, open-mouthed, and wandering down over her hips. While hips pants were still on, it didn’t take a genius to know he was getting more excited as the moments passed by. She could tease him, but at the same time, there was enjoyment in this- the best part of making love were the moments in the beginning, where neither were not so completely overtaken by passion that they could still take the time to go slowly and show how much they loved one another. So she took it in stride, allowing him to show her every bit of love that he felt so necessary to show as he pulled her closer yet. 

“Vegeta,” she murmured to him just loud enough for him to hear. She ran her fingertips over the skin of the arms that gripped her so protectively, all the way up to his shoulders, where she massaged. Her eyes closed to let him invade her senses, and after her fingertips were satisfied with running circles over his shoulder’s muscles, she gently brought them up his neck and behind his ears, to his scalp. She gave him a loose embrace as she ran her palms along his head and pressed her fingers through his hair, giving him yet another quiet sign of her acceptance as she breathed out slowly. Perhaps if the only partner she knew before him was Gero, she would never have even gotten this far, with the man having treated her like a sex slave for so long. Maybe she would have left Vegeta at the first sense of a relationship. But being with him gave her memories of when she was younger, before Gero, where she’d mess around with the scar-faced thief boy that would visit her window. Being with him reminded her of when her life hadn’t been so tainted. Just one of many ways he’d saved her, she supposed.

[galacticpridefulprincevegeta]

Badlands AU

[galacticpridefulprincevegeta]

brattybrief:

Keep reading

Keep reading

[brattybrief]

Keep reading

[galacticpridefulprincevegeta]

Keep reading

[brattybrief]

Keep reading

[galacticpridefulprincevegeta]

Keep reading

[brattybrief]

He did his best to comfort her. And did a good job at it, too. She quieted down as he spoke, and especially as he drew her closer. She closed her eyes to the warm pressure of him holding her against him, even as the cool wind chilled what skin was showing. It’d be fine. They’d be fine. She was just nervous about having a baby, that was all. Hell, she judged herself for being so worried. How pathetic did she sound, mumbling this much about something so trivial? How ridiculous. She’d be fine... She’d be fine.... She snuggled up to him, wrapping an arm around his neck as she told herself that in her head. No matter what, she’d be fine with Vegeta here. It’d work out.

“...We’re pretty alone up here,” she mumbled to him, staring up at the sky as she was curled against him. It’s not like they could cuddle or do anything when Vegeta was driving. So... This was nice. She turned her eyes up to him, though she could only see so much. “If we started having a little bit of fun... Those scavengers are way too far down there to notice anything. We can barely hear anything they’re doing, even with all that dancing and stuff.” She played with the loose tunic he had on, getting her point across without being too obvious about it. Sure, she was pregnant, but they could have some fun beyond that, couldn’t they?

She pushed off of him and stood up, taking a good look down at him but then up at the sky again, past the blocked vision of the tent carpeting hanging overhead. It was fairly romantic. The moon was hidden behind a sheet of clouds, providing plenty of darkness, but their eyes were adjusted plenty so they could see each other fine. She tugged the hood of her clothes down to let her hair loose, and pulled her clothing open to show him her body now that it no longer had to be protected from the sun’s rays. Her belly was still small, but it protruded enough to make her pregnancy obvious. Her breasts had already grown a little, and sat differently than they previously had. Her hips seemed wider. She shrugged the clothing off, letting it fall down at her feet, a quiet thud against the thick carpeting. 

“Let’s just enjoy ourselves for a little while.”

[ukyryo]

🤤🤤🤤🤤

Oh my God

[vegebulxlovers]

I agree

[neogohann]

[galacticpridefulprincevegeta]

Badlands AU

[galacticpridefulprincevegeta]

brattybrief:

Keep reading

Keep reading

[brattybrief]

Keep reading

[galacticpridefulprincevegeta]

Keep reading

[brattybrief]

“If we have to?” She raised a brow at the way he started it. He clearly wasn’t fond of the idea, though at least he understood where she was coming from. She listened, eating her food all the while. Gn... What little amount of meat there was in here was delicious. Even if this wasn’t the best meal she’d ever had, it hit the spot. She licked her lips as she turned her head to look at him. Saiyan territory, he said. It’s not like she knew all that much about Saiyans other than the stuff she’d been told by him. They were mainly soldiers, and given the upbringing she had, he was really the only one that she’d ever got to meet. They weren’t rare by any means, but... She just never got the opportunity beyond him. She nodded her head and looked down at her food again, breathing in the scent of the spices.

“That sounds alright. You sure no one will bother us there? I don’t want to end up in more trouble. But it’s not like there’s many other places to go where we won’t be bothered at all, I suppose.” It took her much longer to finish her bowl than him; he ate so fast, as was expected of a Saiyan, but she took her time. When she finished, she set the bowl to the side and rested her head against Vegeta’s shoulder. Her palm touched her belly again. It was too early to be feeling kicks or anything, but it didn’t make her feel any less nervous. There was no way of knowing how this pregnancy would go. Saiyans may not have been rare, but it’s not like they were everywhere. And half-breeds... That didn’t happen often at all. She couldn’t think of any other case.

“Hnn... Vegeta,” she mumbled. Her eyes closed. “How do you think he’ll look? I hope he’ll be healthy, but I mean... Do you know of any half-breeds? I barely know of Saiyans. Do you think it’ll be okay? He won’t kick a hole through my stomach one day, will he? You Saiyans are so strong... And the idea of that tail... I hope it doesn’t cause problems.” Even if she may be worrying him more than necessary by laying out all her fears, she couldn’t help but blabber. They were things she’d been thinking about. Truly, what if any of these things were to happen? She didn’t want to die because he’d gotten her pregnant. She wanted to be able to carry the baby to term, but at the same time... Maybe she was selfish, but until it was born, she valued her life more than she valued the child. She didn’t want to be killed from too hard of a kick.

“I keep telling myself I’ll be fine, but I still can’t help but shake it.” She was just too paranoid, she supposed. Wasn’t that supposed to be a thing with new and expecting mothers? That they’d be paranoid and worrisome? It’s not like she could blame herself. And yet as she opened her eyes again and stared at the stars, the ideas of what could happen still tugged at her. There were plenty of different ways the pregnancy could go wrong, ways she couldn’t even begin to think of. And when she thought about that, it bothered her even more. Gnn... She just needed a bit of reassurance. Thus why she was snuggling up against Vegeta, waiting for him to help her through her paranoia and endless worry.

[galacticpridefulprincevegeta]

Badlands AU

[galacticpridefulprincevegeta]

brattybrief:

Keep reading

Keep reading

[brattybrief]

She let out a comfortable sigh at the slight shift of the carpet under his new weight. Just a slight glance at him showed he was starving; she knew the wiggle of his nose when he smelled something good. And yet, he still handed off the flatbread to her. She took it graciously and finished it, finding her hunger staved off for the time being as she waited for the pot to finish cooking and as she listened to him speak. Couple of days... That was to be expected, and in all honesty it wasn’t that long, and yet she couldn’t help but feel somewhat annoyed. It’d be nice to have some of the stuff she’d be missing now. Of course that wasn’t exactly possible, but...

"I guess we learned out lesson,” she said after a second of silence. “This is what we get for waiting too long to get back to the next town. We were out wandering around too much for too long.” She grabbed a plate and began pouring some of the food on it, divvying up the portions to be equal. Enough to satisfy a human for a while, but she knew Vegeta’d still be hungry. Still, she couldn’t end up giving him more. She knew he’d just get annoyed. So she handed it over to him (had he gotten a tad bit closer?) and then poured her own portion before turning the burner off. 

“We have enough money to probably buy a big meal once we’re in town again, too, at some restaurant or something.” She began to eat, her eyes going up to watch the sky. She could faintly hear a drumbeat from the sand dune’s base. Were they playing music? Well, they did look like they were messing around and dancing down there, it made sense. There was something pleasant about it; being able to listen to something like that as she ate. Not every moment where they met other people had to be so negative. Sure, there were many, many times where other people, especially scavengers, meant trouble. But to have moments like this was very pleasant.

“What’re we going to do when the baby’s born?” The question seemed out of nowhere, but it had been nagging at her since she’d realized she was pregnant. Her eyes stayed on the stars for a few moments before she finally looked back at Vegeta. “Are we just going to keep going on as if it’s normal? We can’t just keep him cooped up in a car all day, can we? I mean, maybe when he’s small, but he’s never going to learn to walk if all he can do is sit, don’t you think? And I don’t know that it’s healthy if all he knows is us. I don’t want to have a target on our backs if we’re found and someone reports that he’s seen you to Frieza, but at the same time... I don’t want him to be stunted because he’s sitting in a car all day, every day. And it is dangerous out here, too. There’s certain scavengers out there who would take a baby or a little kid if they saw them while the parents sleep, or if we were caught with no way to fight back.”

[galacticpridefulprincevegeta]

Badlands AU

[brattybrief]

Keep reading

[galacticpridefulprincevegeta]

Keep reading

[brattybrief]

Keep reading

[galacticpridefulprincevegeta]

Keep reading

[brattybrief]

Keep reading

[galacticpridefulprincevegeta]

Keep reading

[brattybrief]

Keep reading

[galacticpridefulprincevegeta]

Keep reading

[brattybrief]

She looked back at him when she felt the wind shift at his presence. He wasn’t worried, then; so she had no reason to be. She did have to agree that it was stupid for them to have the lights on when it was this dark. There was no way of them to see anything else; while usually the moon could light up the area well enough, tonight was cloudy. One could see stars, but not enough to make out enough in the darkness without their eyes adjusting. So she let any fears in the back of her mind subside and instead grabbed the tent from Vegeta and lugged it over to the rocks. The tent’s carpet was heavy, but they had a good spot here. Out from the middle fell long sticks and another couple carpets, and off she went to work on putting it up.

Behind the biggest boulders is where she flattened out an area of the carpet. She placed some of the smaller rocks on top of it to keep it in place here and there, and then rolled it out best she could. She pulled herself up the boulder as she did so, making sure to get it all the way to the top before it all so suddenly unraveled down to the sand dune below, having reached the other end of the boulder. Back around she went, and first she laid out the multiple other carpets on the ground to give them some room to sit without being covered in sand. Next, she hoisted the long, sturdy sticks up with the thick carpet that was hanging, giving them each their own space in the sand to keep their tent up. It could house plenty of people and gave them a good view of the sky. Sure, it may not be entirely closed off, but she liked it like this, anyway. If they saw any kind of storm approaching, they could always get back in the car with relative ease, anyway.

She looked back to Vegeta, seeing him sitting with the boxes and snacking on flatbread. No doubt he was starving. She knew a Saiyan’s appetite. She also knew he was restraining himself recently; they needed to get more food, and she knew he was trying to make sure she had enough to eat. Sure, he could hunt, but what was there to hunt out here? Lizards and scorpions? She shook her head. Whatever, they’d get through it. They’d made it through worse before.

She dragged the food onto the carpet along with the plates and jugs of water and pots and everything else, and set up to start cooking. Their burner was lit and the pot was filled with just enough water to cover the bottom of it as she filled it with meat and various vegetables. She stirred it around as it cooked, all the while glancing again at Vegeta. He was staring at her. What was that about? She raised her brow at him, but gestured for him to come sit with her and give her some company as she cooked the food. It’d probably take a little while anyway. She grabbed a handful of spice from the little box in the corner of the crate of food and threw it into the pot, stirring some more as it sizzled. 

“Vegeta,” she said, ignoring the rumble of her stomach just at the smells the cooking was beginning to produce. She placed a hand on her belly, running it down the small, rounded lump. She hadn’t been showing for very long, but she could already feel the pains of pregnancy- Having an extra mouth to feed being one of them. “When we get to the next town, we’ve got to buy some fruit. I’d die to taste a peach right now.”

[galacticpridefulprincevegeta]

Badlands AU

[brattybrief]

Keep reading

[galacticpridefulprincevegeta]

Keep reading

[brattybrief]

Keep reading

[galacticpridefulprincevegeta]

Keep reading

[brattybrief]

Keep reading

[galacticpridefulprincevegeta]

Keep reading

[brattybrief]

Bulma rested her arm against the car’s windowsill, leaning her head out to feel the air rushing over her face to cool her down. There was nothing around for miles and miles; only desert. But there was something relaxing in that. She’d been exploring with Vegeta in that pick-up they stole for some time now. Maybe a year, maybe more. She didn’t bother keeping track. Either way, she’d found relaxation in sitting with him in the car with only their own voices and the loud wind to entertain them. No more listening to the voices of whole crowds on the little bits of time she was allowed to go outside by herself. No more having to wear a shock collar. Just her and Vegeta.

She turned her head to the sound of his voice, and then to where his head gestured. A large sand dune; they were going to settle down for the night at the top. He always did say things about how those spots were best; you could see if anyone was coming. She grabbed onto the handle on the roof of the passenger’s seat as they went up, the slope large enough to make the ride not quite as fun as the rest of the drive. At least it didn’t take all too long to get to the top, though by the time they reached it, it’d gone from sunset to sundown. As soon as Vegeta stopped the car, she opened it and got out.

“There’s some rocks over there,” she pointed and headed through the sand, the white robes she was covered by blowing in the breeze as she moved. The boulders were big and the same color as the sand, and just so happened to be the perfect place to set up tents. Sure, they could spend the night in the pick-up truck, but why not stretch their legs for the night? Sitting for long periods of time was bad for your health.

“Vegeta! Bring the tent stuff over here. We can get set up here and I can start cooking.” Though just as she told him, some glimmers down below the sand dune caught her eye. She followed the source to see around five cars sitting at the base of the sand dune, parked but with the lights on. A variety of boxes sat on the sand, and she could see figures of people sitting around. They didn’t seem to be a danger at the very moment, but she could figure out what they were.

“There’s scavengers down there. I don’t think they could see us from here, but there’s scavengers.” It was best to alert him so he was aware. It wasn’t as if they couldn’t defend themselves, but... “There looks like there’s a lot of them. They’re just resting, though.”

[eruhamster]

Nànnuflày

[eruhamster]

Nànnuflày

[eruhamster]

Nànnuflày

[eruhamster]

Nànnuflày

[eruhamster]

Nànnuflày