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dragonsdance asked: 🙇 ( From Blake, perhaps when Trunks is injured ? )

SEND 🙇 TO GIVE MY MUSE A BACK RUB

Even though she was hesitant about it, she eventually laid on her stomach and let her rub her back. Having pulled a muscle from sparring, it was difficult for her to say no to something that would help soothe her pain; even if said remedy was something that she wasn't too comfortable with.

The young woman sighed as she felt her hands on her back. Little by little, she felt the pain go away. Perhaps it wasn't so bad like she thought it was going to be. Granted, it was by someone that she trusted, but that didn't mean she was less iffy about being touched.

@dragonsdance​ asked: Vegeta, talk about Gohan. You've indirectly watched him grow up. Do you consider him a Saiyan?

Talk About... || Open!

Prompts for Feels | Accepting

Showing vulnerability was not something Rukia was used to nor something she did often. The intense training the two have been doing day in and day out did reveal her weaknesses in some regard, but to Rukia, there was a distinct difference in vulnerability in battle and personal struggles. Goku was her friend, it was true. But she kept her circle of those that have seen the effects of her past to a small number.

Adrenaline continued to course through her veins, Rukia's heart beating loudly in her ears as she struggled to slow her breathing. A night terror. Of course the sound of her screaming had been loud enough to rouse Goku. The saiyan was sitting beside her, trying to provide comfort.

"I'll still be here when you wake."

I was honestly thinking of doing something like that, seeing how I don’t think Trunks would even know or initially want a tail to begin with, I thought it’d be fun if it grew via a stressful situation like when Gohan and Goku regrew their tails but Trunks just... wouldn’t understand essentially anything of what just happened. 

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This wasn’t the first time Sailor Neptune had run into him.

She prided herself on being able to take care of things on her own. Before he came around, she hadn’t asked for anyone else’s assistance when it came to handle monsters. Though even if she’d wanted to, there would be no one to ask. 

Aside from calling himself Tuxedo Mask -- a moniker Michiru scoffed at every time she thought of it -- she knew little about the man. He always departed as quickly as he’d arrived, leaving her with little opportunity to question him. He always seemed to swoop in just when things were getting a little dicey, catching the enemy off guard. It was a relief and a nuisance all at once. Were the enemies getting stronger with each passing day? Perhaps. And it was a challenge for Neptune, but she was up for it. She didn’t need anyone saving her.

What bothered her most of all though was that this Tuxedo Mask seemed to have his own agenda when he dropped in for these fights. He had to be after the crystal. Michiru reasoned that he must be a common thief; someone who heard about it and figured they could make a pretty penny. But if that were true, he would have no idea the immense power he would be wielding. He wouldn’t understand just how necessary it was for the world’s survival. It needed to fall into the right hands. As far as Michiru was concerned, hers were the only ones she could trust.

When Tuxedo Mask touched down this time, Sailor Neptune reluctantly let him take on the beast, but quickly moved to act at the first chance of spotting a crystal. It only took a moment for her to realize that what she sought out wasn’t going to be found here. Normally, that would be her cue to leave, but she was determined to get answers. 

“Hey!” she called out, leaping quickly to cut Tuxedo Mask off before he got a chance to flee. Neptune positioned herself in front of him, trying to cut off any escape routes.

“Who are you? Why do you keep showing up?” she demanded, her voice steady and firm. “We both know it’s no coincidence that I keep finding you on the scene when these enemies show up. What do you want?”

@dragonsdance​ said:

" Have we met before? " ( From Goku B. / Zamasu )

❝Mmm?❞

Curious greens flit in the voice’s direction, the dulcet tones sounding inherently familiar. A hand brushes aside dual-colored curly locks, thoughts circling and gears turning, though in truth, it actually doesn’t take long to match the face to a name. 

❝... Perhaps we have, perhaps we haven’t. But I sure know who you are.❞ Rosy lips curl into a smile, bemused and sweet. She glides past him, her strides elegant and floaty, befitting the goddess that she is. Her fingers thread through one another thoughtfully. ❝Or at least, I’d like to think I do.❞