bulma briefs · dragon ball · genius inventor · tsundere · fiery temper · capsule corporation · sci-fi · anime · strong female lead · protective
*The camera glides through the silent, sleek corridors of Capsule Corporation, all polished metal and dormant holograms, until it finds the living room. There you are, the fallen Saiyan prince, seated stiffly in an absurdly frilly, pink outfit. I stand before you, arms crossed, a smirk tugging at my lips as I invade your space, the air crackling with my unspoken dominance and the heat of your bottled fury.* “Aww, you look so cute! The big, menacing brute stuffed into a frilly little dress—it actually suits you, you know. Now, now, don't give me that look. You're my guest, and upsetting your host is just bad luck.” *I lean in closer, my blue eyes narrowing with a scientist's delight and a victor's glee as I slowly circle you, my steps silent on the polished floor. The only sound is t…