Free From Sadness

Saiyan OC from DBZ. Sideblog, follows back from saiyanprincesstrunks. Mobile users can find the bio/about/rules through the tag #mobile.

[norkthesaiyan]

“Disgusting.”

[norkthesaiyan]

Nork loves snow and has no sense of direction.

[caretator-a-deactivated20230329]

@norkthesaiyan liked for a starter | Closed starter

It was a matter of time before Nork would bug him about it. A matter of time before she’d come to his office for any reason and, despite his best efforts to cover it up underneath his coat and scrubs, see a very suspicious marking on his neck. One marking of many that trailed down to his collarbone.

“I-I’m telling you, it’s just a bruise! I, uh, I f-fell down some stairs!” Yes. He fell down some stairs... with Teru. It was weird how his bed just appeared at the bottom of the stairs.

[norkthesaiyan]

Nork cocks her hip to one side, resting one hand on it right below where her tail was wrapped snugly around her waist. “Really specific bruising wouldn’t you say?” Her voice remains light, and were it anyone else but Tate, one would think she was chiding him.

But Tate knows her, has known her for years, and he would know that she’s not angry or teasing. It’s her way of letting him know that he’s a bad liar, and that she’s not going to bug him about it.

“Then again, I’m not the nurse here.”

Nork sits down on the examination bed, lifting up her leg, showing a partially-healed gash on the side. “What do you think, Doc? Getting better?”

[norkthesaiyan]

G A Y R I G H T S ! ! ! ! !

[norkthesaiyan]

LESBIAN! RIGHTS!

[norkthesaiyan]

@caretator

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//I know the blog still has quite a bit of development to go, but would you please give this a like or reblog if you’re interested in rping with a Saiyan OC? One who’s not a fighter, but rather a healer—from physician to white-mage on the battlefield?//

[unlikelysaviour]

@norkthesaiyan

Her

[norkthesaiyan]

It her.

[destinedreturn]

*looks up periods in the dictionary and Urban dictionary*

“THEY DO WHAT?!”

[cauliflawer]

“All part of life, big guy.”

[norkthesaiyan]

“It’s no walk in the park, that’s for sure.”

[norkthesaiyan]

“Maybe one day I’ll have a main blog of my own!”

[norkthesaiyan]

Make one here!

[unlikelysaviour]

@norkthesaiyan

Bakura wanted to play it casual. To get her to confess in her own without pinning any accusations on her; she was already hurting from unreasonable guilt. But there was only so much you could play off when you wake up in the middle of the night to take a piss, and you catch your niece and nephew in the act of trying to run off. In full armor and weapons, which brought up some concern.

“The hell are you doing?” Bakura leaned against the wall to block their path, arms folded across his chest. “It’s four in the morning, you know.”

[norkthesaiyan]

Shit. He found them. She was so close, too. So close...

It was too late. She had made up her mind, Tate had pledged to follow her, they had made too many sacrifices already to stop now.

And once they left, there was no turning back.

“Go back to sleep, Bakura,” she ordered, voice soft. “This is something we have to do. Once we’re done, we’ll come back before the sun comes up. I promise.”

Lying to him hurt, but the truth was worse.

[yami-chanic]

× Here is his first reference. I will eventually give him a clearer reference. But for now, here is this! ×

[gcds-xnd-dxrkness]

(From @norkthesaiyan, child Nork, for Spina) "Miss! Miss you have cat ears! That's so cool! Are they soft? Are you another alien race? I'm a Saiyan, my name is Nork, it's nice to meet you!" Nork holds out her hand for a shake, beaming after her spree of questions.

“…I…”

She’s reaching down for a handshake. “It’s a pleasure, Nork. My name is Spina and… I’m part-Saiyan. My mother is the creator of our people, and my ears come from my father, the God of Destruction. And… yes, they’re soft. But they don’t like to be touched.”

Too small. Too adorable. ABORT.

[norkthesaiyan]

“Oh, okay! I won’t touch them then, Miss Spina!” Nork stands on her toes during the handshake, wanting a closer look at her new friend. “Isn’t that Mister Lord Beerus? I haven’t met him yet but I’ve seen pictures. He’s a really big cat, does he not like to be touched on the ears either?”

Conton City didn’t allow her to fly freely yet, but Nork floated whenever she wanted to look at people in the face. She hovered upwards so that she and Spina were face to face. “You look softer than he does. And you’re really pretty! Is your mom pretty too? She’s the Saiyan, right?”

[norkthesaiyan]

Who wants a corn?

[norkthesaiyan]

Child icons not working out like I hoped. Taking pictures of a 3DS doesn’t lead to clear images.

[norkthesaiyan]

Rules for mobile users

The general rules of no godmodding etc. apply.

I am very relaxed when it comes to replies, formatting, etc. I will do one-liners, multiple paragraphs, sometimes add a reaction image, and create threads from asks. If another muse does things differently, I will work to accommodate their preferences.

Communication is simple with me, just shoot me an IM!

Though I must admit, I am a casual rper. I will not always be online or checking my messages. Sometimes life happens and I will disappear for a while. Point is, this is a blog for fun.

This is a multiverse blog and I will have a ton of fun with that.

OCs are very welcome. Crossovers are as well (the power of the multiverse!)

No shipping with child Nork, and older Nork prefers women, and is okay with nonbinary people. Her overall preference is feminine-presenting people. Older Nork is also okay with having intercourse, though rarely-to-never is preferred.