#limitburst

He loved all the training, sparing with Goku was fun. There was no pressure to preform particularly well, it was just for the fun of fighting. Even if it was just for fun, this was also something he could learn from. This was Goku after all, savior of Earth. That also made it more of a challenge than he bargained for at times, he may be durable and hit hard but he has limited stamina. Evading attacks was becoming more difficult, Pota was beginning to slow down. With fleeting stamina, his attacks were losing power, he was starting to struggle.

Pota was still smiling though, despite feeling his body begin to tire, he was still enjoying this. He took blow after blow and traded off a few hits of his own until he reached his limit. The large Namekian jumped back, further away from Goku and raised a hand.

“Hey, I think I need a break, just...just until I can catch my breath.”

Android 16 released a shaky breath, hot air had built up in his chest and demanded an escape or else he would overheat, he had been knocked into his knees and before he could stand up a hand was extended to him. He looked up, his anger hadn’t subsided, in fact this made it worse. Why would he try to help him, he already knew that he was holding back as well. What was he doing? It didn’t make sense, he’s trying to kill him. He knows that he’s trying to kill him!

He stood without the help of Goku and took a step back, why was he acting like this? He frowned, his nose crinkling.

          ❝ w-who are you? ❞ her eyes darted to the source of the voice. fear had overtaken her in the brief moment leading up to her recognition that the man who’d entered the dungeon was indeed a stranger and not the monster who’d captured her. while unexpected, peach was not one to let such a golden opportunity slip through her finger; she had to act fast.  

@limitburst​ asked: J   :   JEALOUSY.   does your muse get jealous in a relationship? O   :   ODE. does your muse have a way with words? R   :   ROMANCE.   is your muse a romantic or a cynic? bardock because i'm curious!

Valentine’s Alphabet! || Open!

J   :   JEALOUSY.   does your muse get jealous in a relationship? 

[It’s hard to say because he hasn’t really been IN one. Nothing strictly monogamous, anyway. Because of how he approaches relationships, he probably wouldn’t have a really prevalent tendency toward jealousy unless his partner gave him real reason to be. But if he’s going to be in a relationship, he’s going to be confident in it, meaning he’s probably not going to get into anything serious unless they’re just as serious about him as he is them (which honestly, he’s going to LIKELY be slower to being serious than most others tbh). If he suspected in a relationship meant to be monogamous, I’m not sure he would leave much time for jealousy. If he feels the other person isn’t interested anymore, he would probably just dip.]

O   :   ODE. does your muse have a way with words? 

[He can be. On the topic of romance or romance adjacent, he’s either the sweetest of sweet talkers or will absolutely blow it when he tries to get his way with words. There is no in between. He is definitely more of an action oriented man, however.]

R   :   ROMANCE.   is your muse a romantic or a cynic?

@limitburst​ asked: ❝ wow, vegeta...you've really got cake, huh? ❞ / ihadto

             “ Are you finished pointing out the obvious, Kakarot? ” Vegeta growled with a roll of his eyes. “ And no. You still can’t have any of my cake so don’t bother pestering me about it. ”

Bonus:

@limitburst​ asked: ❝    lookin' good, kiddo!    ❞ for gohan!

             Another series of poses tried out in front of the mirror. He observed his latest contortion, one leg raised and both arms bent at the elbow and lifted, gloved fingers splayed out. He shifted up on tiptoe and back down, tested slightly different angles with his arm and leg. Caught up in his routine, he missed his father’s footsteps and energy approaching. The sudden voice shot his heart into his throat. Arms and leg dropped and he flipped around to face his audience, cheeks dyed pink beneath the visor of his helmet.

             For a moment, he failed to register the praise, so used to ridicule as he was from others when it came to his crime fighting persona. But, when he realized his father paid him a compliment, the heat remained in his cheeks but a smile curved his lips.

@limitburst​ asked: ❝    are you gonna eat that?   ❞ for vegeta!

             Vegeta paused mid-chew. Obsidian gaze snapped to the item in question, following the other Saiyan’s index finger to the corner of his plate. Brows lowered as the prince attempted to recall how a delicacy of such saccharine nature made it onto his plate. Hungry as he was, he supposed he hadn’t paid much mind to what he grabbed and piled onto his plate. Or, when his cheeks were stuffed with meat and his attention otherwise occupied, someone else slipped the pink-iced confection onto his plate.

             “ Of course I am. ” 

              He wasn’t going to eat it. He had no plan to. Until that moment. Cakes and cookies and similar sweets never set well in his belly. But he would be damned before he handed anything over to Kakarot. 

              As if to demonstrate how serious he was, he sank his fork into the moist cake and shoveled a bite into his mouth. A burst of sweetness washed over his tongue, already causing his stomach to churn. He grit his teeth and swallowed, keeping his visage as clean of discomfort as possible.

We’re kind of not really sort of like possibly the same but not sort of personal occasionally.