OPEN SHIP WITH ME POST

[desertions]

I'm in a very shippy mood and mostly on top of my tags right now so I thought instead of combing through memes I'd leave this as an open post.

Basically leave me prompts: quotes, pictures, song lyrics, whatever with a muse and what muse of mine you want and we'll see what happens. Alternately, if you don't request a specific muse you can leave it up to me to choose who i throw at them.

I make no apologies for the choices made when that happens.

So please, come and enjoy all the ships with me!!

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[saiyan]

The way he tends to glower at the scarred man and his feline companion from the doorway of the Gravity Room...

Vegeta wouldn't call what he felt in this moment jealousy. There was nothing to be jealous of, no one short of Kakarot and that blasted Namekian who stood a chance of posing enough of a threat to even be considered threatening. He wasn't jealous or threatened— He was possessive.

At some point during his stay here, he'd become fiercely possessive of this dwelling and all things that occupied it, including her. Especially her. He may not do anything to acknowledge it, but she was the only one to reach out to him when everyone else he'd come into contact with on this miserable planet dismissed him as either too violent and/or not worth the trouble.

She made him her trouble, and has yet to back down from him.

He smirks.

"You flatter yourself, woman."

[capsulecorp]

That's what he said earlier when she teased him about liking her. He never really corrects her or tells her she's wrong, he simply brushes it off. You're flattering yourself. Which maybe she is, maybe she is simply thinking she's more important to him than she really is but maybe she isn't.

He tolerates her more than just about anyone else. Sometimes she would even swear it seems like he seeks out her company -- even if maybe he's just looking for a good verbal sparring match. If he really didn't like her in some way he probably wouldn't listen to her at all. He's not the type to back down just because she's loud and stubborn. Her other friends sometimes just let her have her way because it's easier than fighting with her.

But not Vegeta.

She smirks a little in return.

"I'm not wrong, am I?"

[saiyan]

"You study me." He calls he out on it, more aware of how she watches him at times than he lets on. "You want to know more about Saiyan culture? Here's something for your notes: Saiyans don't get jealous. We get possessive."

As if to drive the point home, Vegeta turns and directs a ki blast at the TV just as Jude Law's face comes on screen. The television didn't stand a chance.

[capsulecorp]

She supposes it's only fair -- she calls him out on his shit fairly regularly, it's about time he called her out on hers. She does spend a lot of time observing him, trying to learn him about Saiyan culture. (and maybe just more about him in general but she's not as quick as to admit that).

Still, there's something in his words that irk her, causing her hackles to raise more than him blowing up her TV did.

"Possessive? So what, you think you have some weird claim over me? Is that it?"

[saiyan]

He sighs heavily, irritably, pushing the air out through his nose instead of between clenched teeth.

"No." Yes, but also no. "Your human definition of the word doesn't do what it means in Saiyan terms justice. You're not that damned cat."

[capsulecorp]

"Fine. Then what does it mean by Saiyan terms? Enlighten me." Because of course she's not going to let it simply drop at that.

She's also not going to mention that she sometimes leaves cat treats in the Gravity Chamber just so she can watch him deal with the cat.

[saiyan]

Asking him to define that is comparable to asking him to talk about his feelings, something he goes out of his way to prevent people from realizing he has. It's a defense mechanism, a survivor's skill, something that's kept him alive far longer than the rest of his race. Vegeta's cold nature isn't the default for Saiyans, just the shape he molded himself into as a result of traumatic experiences at a young age and a desire to survive in the face of impossible odds.

And while he does trust Bulma to a degree — arguably, she's the only person he trusts, as how much he chooses to trust Kakarot depends on the day and situation — he's not yet at the point where he's willing to let walls he's held in place since childhood down. Especially not when he's barely voiced interest, let alone clear intent.

He snorts. "You wouldn't understand, even if I did."

[capsulecorp]

"Sorry, but that isn't going to cut it."

Maybe other people would leave well enough alone. Vegeta doesn't want to talk about something? Fine. But he can't just go around destroying parts of her house and not at least give her something resembling an explanation for it. That's not going to work for her.

"You just destroyed my TV so the least you can do is help me understand why the hell you did that. You say it's not jealousy, it's some weird Saiyan form of possessiveness. Fine. Make me understand."

It's not just that she's stubborn -- but she's also a scientist. Trying to figure out how things work is what she does. She's not going to take "you wouldn't understand" as an acceptable answer.

[saiyan]

"You turned a spaceship into a complex, high powered gravity room. Surely you can repair a damaged television."

Honestly. He's seen several of those infernal screens in various rooms throughout this house. There's even one in the room they've given him just down the hall. Were she so worried about the TV, she could take the one out of there.

Except he knows that it's not about the television. She's using his destruction of her property (as if he hasn't done that before, and didn't put his fist through her bedroom wall hours before) as an excuse to keep prodding at him. She's resourceful, he'll give her that. Frustratingly resourceful.

"If there's one thing I've learned about you since you invited me to your home," Vegeta dares to touch her, cupping the side of her face in his hand, "it's that nobody can make you do something. Not even me."

His hand falls away and he's heading down the hall to his room, abandoning his previous intentions of bolting out the door and flying off to wail on some mountain side where he'd no doubt attract the attention of the other Z Fighters. That was something he decided he didn't want to deal with.

[capsulecorp]

"That isn't the point and you know it."

Of course she could repair it. She's been repairing things since she was a kid. There's little she can't fix, honestly. Not to mention her family is rich enough she could simply buy a new one.

It's not about what he destroyed but why he did it.

Her heart skips a beat in a way she doesn't entirely like. She'd almost say he complimented her. Which is as weird as the gentle touching is. And then he's heading back to his room and this time she simply lets him go. She's had enough of trying to make sense out of him tonight.

She has a hole in the wall of her room to attend to anyway.