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Trunks Briefs Dragon Ball Z/Super Ask/RP

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talonedbanshee:

They had stayed, even though neither of them had wanted to. They had to be sure that the nightmare was over. Not only that, but things needed to be packed, resources gathered, before they went trekking off in search of humanity. The first night, both women had slept deeply (beside each other, whether for safety or comfort it mattered not). Sensing and seeing no trace of either foes when they woke, they had gone about the day collecting all that they could. The cabin wasn’t going anywhere, after all.

After one more night, they made their move into the nearest city (which was now nothing more than rubble). Moira had hoped to find some sort of scout or outpost before the night’s end, but she should have known better, being so close to Zamasu’s base. It was two nights (spent camping amidst the destruction) before they came across landmarks that Angela recognized from her days helping the resistance. They had to be drawing closer to one of the human bases, so why had they seen no one yet…?

[ @trunkc ]

This day was going to be horrible. Trunks had felt it the moment he had woken up to feeling energies far off skyrocketing, and then immediately plummeting. There was something wrong, and he had to make sure that all the survivors were placed somewhere safe, while he went to go investigate. Promises Mai that he’d return, grabbing a pack full of limited supplies, and heads off in the direction of where he last felt that power. It was a few days, before he was able to get a better read, and his heart stopped as he unknowingly moved in too close. Black’s energy was right there, not but a few yards out, and he couldn’t see much through the bushes that he hid in. Grips the sword on his back way too tightly, feeling that panic already rising in his chest from not knowing why it was different. It was stronger. He didn’t know if he would actually make it back to the others, and hoped that if anything he could wear the wretched warrior down enough so they could finish the monster off. Takes a breath, before rushing out with a scream, sword brandishing in the dim light as he charged forward. “Stop right there, Black!!!” He knew this was reckless, and that Zamasu was probably not far behind, but that wasn’t going to stop him from trying. | @talonedbanshee |

[meezumaki]

[superscioli]

[demigodxtonio]

Future Trunks still got that sword play

[devilofthestars]

[trunkc-blog1]

If you don't shape up, you're going to your grandfather and he's horny.

“Dad.... W----- Ok, WHAT?”@royallunatiic

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zaamasu:

For better or worse, it seemed that the deities had rarely made their existence known to humankind. Zamasu had thought himself far above them all, and now he was hardly sure, but even then he had wanted to be praised. Was it truly so good to remain hidden? How were you to inspire change when your very being was known only as myth?

“I won’t apologize, to endear you to me…for if I had known of your plight, it may have set me down my destructive path even sooner.” His gaze drifted down now, settling on the tea that had long since grown cold. “I’m still struggling to understand the point of it all. You fought so hard for your future, but why? You lost so many, and if the Gods erased your planet, you wouldn’t even know. It would erase all of that pain, that sin…”

[ @trunkc​ ]

    “Well, I suppose it was best that we didn’t know of such beings that could      destroy us without an ounce of effort. All we had for ourselves was a hope      that it all would work out in the end, even through all the losses. The point      is that we tried our best against things that were far too destructive, and      even when everything looked beyond hopeless, like our efforts were      truly fruitless... We needed to stay strong, even in our finale moments.”   Mother...  It hurt him now to even think about that, and it wasn’t even that long ago. He hoped to see her again soon, if this plan about the Dragon Balls worked, maybe she would be brought back as well? Again, all he could do is hope, but his own personal matters meant nothing to what he was tasked with dealing with now. He needed to help Zamasu, in anyway that he could, even if the others saw it as pointless. They were going to eradicate him, had I not spoke up for the guy...       “It might be hard for you to see it, but... Clinging to something as small as       that, people can actually do great things. And if it did all end in eraser, well...       We put up all that we could, even without realizing how pointless it might       have been. We had our shot in the universe, I guess it’s where it goes with that.” | @zaamasu​ |

[stella-scarlet]

Dragon Ball Z: The History of Trunks & Dragon Ball Super: Trunks Arc

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zaamasu:

Listening to the other open up about the traumatic even was strangely conflicting. It was clearly a painful memory for Trunks and that incited some pity from the Kai…and yet. His friend was senselessly killed thanks to the violence bred by their society. Time and time again, Zamasu failed to see an answer for this sin other than extinction. Even so, Trunks had found another way. Was there merit in his path?

“Your world was ravaged by the androids, correct? If the Gods had stepped in to stop such blasphemy, the creation of artificial life, things might have ended up very differently. Doesn’t that frustrate you?”

[ @trunkc ]

This conversation was taking a turn he didn’t really expect, but he should have known, considering that this was Zamasu. The Kai has the most interesting sort of words and thoughts to think all of this through, especially with his convictions from not so long ago. The determination is definitely there.     “Well, I didn’t know about Gods and all were even real back then.      But knowing of all this now, I can definitely understand why you did      what you did. If I could have had their help, in some way...” Glances off to the side, as he wondered if this was even something he should be talking about. He wasn’t a God, after all...     “Yes, I’m a little angry about that, but it’s not something I can change.      What’s happened before is the past, and I guess everything happens      for a reason. Though, what if the Gods just simply erased my world?      What could be done to stop that... It’s already hard enough begging      to Gods, now, and this is supposed to be peace.” | @zaamasu​ |

[msdbzbabe]

THE KILLED ME WITH THE FEELS

[thedailyneko]

While best friend and mentor in the alternate future, present Trunks regards Gohan as “that weird brother my friend has”.

[shiibui]

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zaamasu:

     “I suppose we all judge others’ qualities by our own standards…”

Yet another mistake he had made, to see only through the lens of his own ideals. There was a fine line between holding to ones convictions and letting them dictate a narrow point of view, and he had crossed it and then some.

“In the end, it’s what we see in our own reflection, isn’t it?” I saw a God once, and then only a twisted monster. My ideals were truly so gruesome, I…Heaving a heavy sigh, Zamasu’s face took on a look of exasperation. “Trunks, have you ever gone through such a change? To feel as though everything you knew had been a lie, or that you had been so blind to an obvious truth?”

[ @trunkc​ ]

   “A few times, actually.” It was a difficult subject, but he had to bring up what truly had changed him as a person. If only this was to prove a point, and to not seem rude in not answering the other’s questions, for they seemed almost desperate. He knew the feeling...    “There was a time when I thought peace could be brought about by     peaceful means, and when the death of my closest friend happened...     I knew that something like that just couldn’t exist, and became what I     needed to be; a warrior, like what my father had been. I was living a lie     of bliss, in a world that didn’t have the time for it. I thought I could take on     the troubles that came our way, and every time I tried something horrible     happened to the people closest to me. Always I had to run for help, and it     was usually from a place not in my own time. Did I break the rules by doing so?     Apparently, but I had no other choice. I couldn’t let my world fall. The truth was     that I needed help, and couldn’t do it all alone like I thought.” | @zaamasu​ |

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zaamasu:

He considered the boy’s answer for a moment, truthful as always. You could see it in his eyes, in the way he spoke with such conviction. Zamasu didn’t relish hearing of his own pathetic pleas, but he knew that Trunks didn’t mean it as an insult, but rather an eye opener.

     “No…not weakness. It was that strength of yours, to       see what’s right, that made this change possible. Hm…”

The Kai hated to owe his own new mindset to a mortal, more confusion to ponder later. Yet he couldn’t help but to feel a touch of gratitude towards one he had once cursed with every fiber of his being.

“Thank you for answering truthfully, Trunks…” He paused for another sip. “…So, what do you think of it? The planet of the Kai? It may differ from the one of your universe, but I’d gather it’s quite similar.”

[ @trunkc​ ]

    “It is, but purple water is still throwing me off. Still, it’s so pretty here.      Your world is different from Universe Seven’s Supreme Kai’s world.      It’s strange that you can really see a difference in colors all around.” Honestly, it almost makes Earth look quite bland, but I’m so used to it. There’s beauty there, too! The ocean, especially. Sips on his drink, and he couldn’t help but feel a little sheepish at the comments that had been thrown his way. Mother always said I was strong, but...      “I sometimes wish Father could see what the rest of you do in me.      I can’t help it but to be this way, and I’m just glad it’s something      there in use to help you.” | @zaamasu​ |

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zaamasu:

     “Our Super Dragon Balls, hm…”

The Gods are taking action, hm? What a fool I was…thinking that they would force themselves into the everyday affairs of humans. No, they do act when it matters. Not always, but…Again, his thoughts were swirling, running as rampant as they had been from day one of this imprisonment.

“Forgive me, Trunks…this is a lot to take in. I do appreciate you keeping me informed. It is…more than I could expect after everything.” Another sip soothed his thoughts, if only for a moment, and his gaze turned pensive. “What must you think of all this, I wonder? I would be surprised to hear that you carry no malice or hope of revenge against me.”

[ @trunkc​ ]

He knew that this was going to be a subject that was brought up at some point, but he didn’t expect it this soon, when all was still quite fresh. The whole room felt too quiet, and it was just the two of them staring the other down and breathing quietly. He needed to break this silence, and just speak honestly, as he always would.     “Well, I did think of that when we were fighting against one another. When I      saw you almost obliterate the likes of Goku and my father from existence, it      was definitely there. Though, if I’m going to be real here... I don’t have any      of that in me, anymore. The face you had, on your knees and begging to be      spared; to repent of your sins... It was... shocking. I knew I couldn’t do anything      to you, but try to help. Call it weakness or whatever, if you want. (Father did.)      But it felt right.” | @zaamasu​ |

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zaamasu:

It had been only a few days of his deserved sentence, and yet it already felt like years. Zamasu had gone far down a road that even he had begun to question, but of course his repentance had come too late for so many lives…lives he still wasn’t sure he particularly regretted taking, and yet…

Trunks has every reason to hate me, and still he treats me civilly. If it weren’t for his company, even as my warden, I would surely go mad. Perhaps there really was something to be learned from the mortals, a strength he had missed before. But it was too fresh a wound to examine, and he had plenty of time to reflect on such matters. 

“Yes, it has been some time since I enjoyed the warmth of a cup of tea…” He answered, taking the drink in his hand and giving it a hesitant sip. “It’s…sweet.” Eyes then turned upwards, “And how are you today, Trunks? After all, this is almost as much a prison to you as it is to me.”

[ @trunkc​ ]

    “Well, it’s not really much of one to me... Not if you don’t see it as that.” At least he’s talking to me. That’s good. Trunks filled his own cup with some of the fresh tea, and sat across from the other. He couldn’t help but notice the relief that was there in the other’s gaze.     “You must be bored. I can bring more reading material later for you, if you’re     needing anymore. And if you’re wondering about what the other Gods are     saying, well... You’re in the clear. Obviously this arrangement, though, is going     to be for a little while longer. They’re, um, trying to figure out what to really do     about all that happened. I heard that we might be using our Super Dragon Balls     to restore everything, but they’re still debating that...” | @zaamasu​ |

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This is crazy... He would think to himself, over and over, because this absolutely was insane. The amount of trouble this was going to cause, though it greatly outweighed the damage that would have been caused, was still something he was hoping wouldn’t come. They gave him a pass, luckily. Though, it was only this once. I never knew that’s what Zeno looked like, nor did no one tell me anything like him or Gods existed?! Angels too? Kai were the only ones I’ve come to know slightly, and now it was this...  Pardoning Zamasu’s chaotic destruction and ways had been difficult, and he was now opening the door to this one’s quarters. Sets the tray of food down on a table, and moves over to settle his sheathed sword against the wall. Looks in his direction, and nods with a small greeting. He still couldn’t believe this was a reality. He was serious, though. His energy even spoke of it’s truthfulness. He did want to repent for his actions, and some part of me wonders why. Could it have been the mortal side giving him some sense?

    “I hope you’re doing well, today. I made you some tea, since you’ve      probably been deprived of that for a few days.” | @zaamasu |