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@vegebulocracy is running a Vegebul D&D event this December and unfortunately they have people like me participating.

Day 1 Prompts: Character Sheet, Sneak Attack, Dice

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Someone has to take initiative

I want to thank everyone who took the time to read Sneak Attack yesterday. The response was overwhelming and I loved it. So thank you.

Today's ficlet for the D&D event by @vegebulocracy is quite different. The prompts used for this ficlet are initiative and spellcasting (sort of), and the whole thing is pretty cracky.

It can also be found here on AO3.

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Panchy had tried to let them figure it out for themselves, she really had. She'd been called meddlesome in the past and was now proving to others that she wasn't. Her involvement in her daughters' lives was perfectly normal for that of a loving mother.

When she arranged a seemingly accidental meeting between Tights and a gorgeous young man which led to a long-lasting relationship, it had merely been in her oldest daughter's best interest. After all, it had worked so well the first time she'd done it until Tights had broken up with him. Who could blame Panchy for wanting to try it again?

It was also for Bulma’s beneficence that her mother talked to Yamcha about his relationship with Bulma going nowhere and urged him to propose, or the time she showed him baby pictures of Bulma to encourage that natural protective instinct in him and his hidden longing to have children.

But neither of her daughters were happy when they learned of these small incidents. Perhaps it even contributed a little to Tights’ decision to move out. And it might have made Bulma more opposed to marriage and children than she had already been.

Therefore, when Panchy saw the undeniable mutual attraction between Bulma and Vegeta, she did nothing to interfere. She would not meddle again. Not even when her youngest daughter broke up with Yamcha for good, leaving nothing to stop her from pursuing the handsome alien who walked around shirtless all hours of the day.

It didn't escape Panchy's notice that he and Bulma would make exceptionally beautiful grandchildren. If they got together, she would surely soon become a grandmother. A strong man like Vegeta had to be very virile. She might have switched out Bulma’s birth control and removed all condoms in the house to speed things along, just in case.

But other than that, she decided to let Bulma and Vegeta work things out for themselves. Panchy knew her daughter well enough; she couldn't resist a muscular bad boy for long. And there was no denying Vegeta’s interest in Bulma’s beautiful body the way his gaze followed her when she left a room.

Yet, no matter how thick the sexual tension was between them when they fought day in and day out, none of them actually took the initiative to do something to release the tension.

Bulma wasn't getting younger; nor was Panchy. If she wanted to have a lot of time with her grandchildren, she needed to have some soon. It was really quite selfish of her daughters to make her wait so long.

There really wasn't any harm in hurrying things along. It was inevitable, after all. And no one would know her involvement; she'd make sure of that.

The worst was having to wait nearly a whole year to gather the Dragon Balls. But finding and gathering them turned out to be easy. On the pretense of wanting to fix one of her older husband's many ailments, she convinced the sweet boy, Gohan, to find them for her. She swore him to secrecy, telling him that the dear Dr. Briefs didn't want to use the balls for such things and that no one but Gohan could be trusted to keep the secret.

The boy, so fond of the old scientist, eagerly took the dragon radar that Panchy had found in one of Bulma’s drawers and came back with all the magical balls. His eyes shimmered with pure joy when she rewarded him with her famous chocolate chip cookies.

Oh, she hoped her future grandchild would appreciate her cooking just as much. With Vegeta as the father, there would be a good chance of that.

She went to a spa resort near North City to perform the ritual. It wouldn't do if anyone saw the Dragon appear, so she rented a large gym hall with enough room for the giant entity. While she hadn't done it before, she had seen the ritual performed quite a few times and it didn't take long before the Great Dragon soared in the air in front of her and asked her to state her wish.

“I wish for Bulma and Vegeta to conceive a child, so I will finally have a grandchild,” she said with a gentle smile, then added as an afterthought, “one without a widow's peak. And taller than its parents too.”

The Dragon looked back and forth as though he wasn't sure about what she was asking him. Surely, this simple request was within his capabilities!

“Vegeta? Prince Vegeta?” The Dragon questioned incredulously. “Are you certain?”

“Of course I am,” her pearly whites twinkled as she beamed at him, “It's not too much trouble for a big, powerful being such as yourself, is it?”

It sounded like the Dragon mumbled something about it not being him that was in trouble, but he cleared his throat and said what she wanted to hear: “Your wish has been granted.”

The Dragon disappeared and the balls turned to stone. She hurried to the doors to the outside and opened them to allow the stones to scatter.

She then got the full spa treatment, making sure to look her best for her return. After all, she didn't want to wake any suspension by coming back without looking splendid.

But it didn't matter because no one was there when she returned to her home. Her darling hubby was tinkering in his lab as usual, having barely noticed that she'd been gone, that silly man. However, Bulma was nowhere to be found and the gravity thingy Vegeta spent all his time in was silent.

Then Panchy noticed the broken counter in the kitchen and the discarded clothes on the stairs leading to Bulma’s room. It told her all she needed to know.

That sweet Dragon sure worked fast.

[vegebulocracy]

A quick reminder of our prompt event that runs from 12.3.2023 to 12.10.2023!

An Ao3 collection will be provided closer to the event date, and when posting on your social media of choice, be sure to use #VBDND

Remember, you can participate in any way - We're not limiting it to fics or pics.

So,

Ty @amartbee for the event art!

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Day 2 Prompts: Initiative, Spellcasting, Armor Class

Extras under the cut...

Piccolo's out...which means there might be another party member swapping in...

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to be continued...

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Careful!! This loot's bind on pickup!!

I'm late on this one but this was for day 4 of the @vegebulocracy d&d event for the prompt treasure/loot :3c

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Rest

Another tiny ficlet for today. This one is heavily inspired by this art by @310knt (who's sadly no longer possible to find). Also this illustration by @ukyryo. Go check it out, just know that it hurts.

This ficlet also uses the prompt Rest from day 6 of the @vegebulocracy D&D event. Can also be read here on AO3.

Be warned: I cried while writing this which I've never done before. Reblogs and comments are much appreciated!

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If only he had gone to hell. Surely that would have been less painful than this.

He watches her day in and day out. Taking care of their son. Fleeing the androids. Helping survivors. Desperately inventing something to change the past and hopefully their future.

Night and day he watches her. She rarely rests; there is no time for rest, she mutters to herself late at night.

He wants to tell her to rest.

In the beginning, he tried to contact her constantly, yelling and screaming in a fruitless attempt to reach her. But he never did and he knows never will.

He understood immediately that he was dead. His body was out there for days, along with the other killed warriors. Only Gohan survived as far as Vegeta is aware, but he is just a boy who recently lost his father to an unexpected disease.

Bulma buried their bodies after a few days when the androids traveled to another part of the planet. She cried silent tears as she dug, careful not to wake the sleeping toddler she had been forced to bring along with her. There was no one else to take care of him and the small boy needed his mother. He could likely feel the sudden decrease in ki around him and it made him uneasy.

Vegeta is there when his son takes his first steps and when he says his first word: safety. He knows that these are moments he would have missed if he had still been alive. He would've been busy destroying the androids or training. If anything good has come from his cruel fate, it is that he gets to experience his son growing up.

But mostly, it is torture. It is torture to see his son, but never being able to talk to him or spar with him. Trunks is strong, more than Bulma or he himself knows, and he has inherited his mother's intelligence. Vegeta is beyond proud of him, a feeling he wants to share. With her.

There is so much he wants to say to her, so many times he is desperate to hold her. But all he can do is watch. He can go everywhere on this blasted planet in this purgatorial plane of existence he is caught in, but there is nowhere else he wants ho be. His place is with her.

He longs to touch her, just one last time. At least to provide her a little comfort. During the late nights where she cries herself to sleep, he tries to lay his hand on her cheek and caress it. He can't feel it, but he hopes that she can. He whispers comforting words in her ear and he likes to imagine that her sleep is a little more peaceful because of it. And he lets his lips hover over hers, trying to remember how her kiss felt.

If he had known that there was a fate worse than hell… no, he can't pretend that he would've acted any different during his time under Frieza’s thumb. But he would have cherished his time with Bulma more and given in to his yearning for her a lot sooner. He would've told her how magnificent she is and that he loves her.

It is too late. All he can hope for now is that she will find some rest. Maybe then he will be able to do the same.

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i'm very happy at the response to my silly D&D nonsense comics!! but please the tag is lonely please make things for the event!!! have fun!!! it is fun!!! i promise!! :3c

There's a lot of things I considered about who to be part of the party but some decisions i make are for comedy and some are for who i actually think would put up with table top gaming. Like I think Gohan would love it - but would he play with his dad's friends? I think that would be freaking weird sdlsfjsdf but that's just my interpretation. I also thought about having it be couples and bringing 18 and Chichi in but decided against it.

Anyhow I like the concept of D&D and I've played in a few groups over the years but all in all I hate the execution of the whole thing. Hell is other people, as they say ahahhaah and games I've been involved in tend to turn into a few players constantly stealing the show and not allowing others a turn in the limelight.

anyway thank you for liking my dbz stuff that is all