#Gohan Son/Reader

[lunarsaturn88]

Admitting the Truth- Son Gohan

Pairing: Gohan Son/Reader

Words: 934

Warnings: Angst/Fluff

Quote: “You don’t think so?” “… Why would they/someone like them be interested in me of all people? I’m just—”

Gohan never expected to go to a party where you were going to be at. He had been harboring feelings for you for a while now ever since he met you in your last year of schooling together. You would help him with some of his studies and he would turn around and do the same. The two of you were the highest in the classes with high grades and no one could seem to touch the grades that the two of you had gotten. 

You were enjoying a drink with Bulma who was chatting with you on the latest designs in her labs. 

Gohan felt his heart swell when he heard you laugh at what Bulma had said. 

Chi-Chi watched her son with a worried gaze seeing that he was eyeing you like he had done in the past, but this was more of a longing stare. She bit her lip softly as she came over to her son. “Gohan.” She didn’t want to admit that she was very worried about her son. She just hoped that he wasn’t treading down a path that he couldn’t get himself off of. 

“Mom…” Gohan said, tearing his eyes away from you.  His cheeks flushing a little bit seeing that he had been caught staring at you. He rubbed the back of his neck shyly knowing fully well enough his mother had caught him with his proverbial hand in the cookie jar. 

“You know that you could always tell her.” Chi-Chi said softly knowing that it was probably the easiest thing that could be done. She had a feeling that it needed to be done soon. 

“I don’t know what you are talking about, mom…” 

“She’s a nice girl.” Chi-Chi pointed out to her son. “I’ve seen how you’ve interacted with her. She’s nice to you and that is one thing that Videl wasn’t all of the time. She gets along with your father, your brother and me fairly well. She would fit in perfectly with this family if you wanted it to be so.” 

Gohan rubbed the back of his neck. “It wouldn’t have worked out…”

“And you don’t think it will work out between you and Y/N?” 

Gohan shook his head lightly. 

Chi-Chi gave her son a look. How could he think that it wouldn’t work with you? She had watched the two of you interact with one another and it made her heart swell to know that Gohan was in good hands with you. She looked over to see you looking over at Gohan for a few moments before looking away, your cheeks colored with blush. “You don’t think so?” She questioned her son, her brows raised wondering if he really was thinking that a relationship with you wouldn’t work out. She noticed that you were walking towards them when she asked this question. 

“Why would someone like her be interested in me of all people? I’m just…” 

“Just what Gohan?” You asked curiously looking at the man before you. Your hands were in your back pockets. 

Gohan sharply turned to see you there, his cheeks reddened in embarrassment. “Oh nothing.” 

“Didn’t sound like anything.” You pointed out offering him a small smile. “You don’t think that something wouldn’t work out?” 

Gohan cleared his throat as he noticed his mother walking away leaving the two of you alone to talk. “It’s nothing.” 

“Once again I don’t believe that Gohan.” You put your hand on his shoulder and you felt his shoulder tense under your grasp. “You can tell me Gohan.” 

Gohan shyly looked down at you knowing that he probably could tell you, but honestly he was scared to.

“What are you scared of?” 

“Rejection.” 

“From someone? Gohan, anyone would be lucky to have you.” You pointed out looking up at him squeezing his shoulder lightly. You knew that was true because even you would be lucky to have him if he ever looked your way. 

“Even you?” He asked softly. 

“What was that?” 

Gohan cleared  his throat shyly. “Even you?” He asked softly, looking up at you into your eyes. 

Your cheeks flushed in embarrassment. You hadn’t expected that in the least bit. You didn’t expect Gohan to really say such a thing. You didn’t even know he had feelings like that. You just hoped that he wasn’t asking because he was curious. Your heart rammed in your chest as you looked at him. “Yes, even me.” 

Gohan’s lips quirked into a beaming smile. “I… uh…” He faltered over his words, his cheeks blushing in embarrassment. 

“There is a reason why you’re asking right?” You asked softly hoping that he was perhaps asking you out. You didn’t want to deny your feelings for him for too much longer.

“I… yes.” 

“Yes?” You asked softly, tilting your head to the side as your heart rammed in your chest. You hoped that this was it. That he finally admitted something towards you. You had always hoped that he had liked you in high school, but now at college age you weren’t so sure. Your heart had been broken by him when he had dated Videl but it didn’t last. 

“I… I like you.” He pointed out softly, his hand reaching up to touch your cheek. 

“You like me…” 

“More than that.” He said softly. 

“You… love me?” 

Gohan shyly nodded his head. 

Your cheeks flushed as you looked into his eyes as he strokes your cheek softly. “I love you too, Gohan.” 

Gohan leaned down and softly kissed your lips softly. 

You gasped softly against his lips as you slowly returned the kiss.

[actuallysaiyan]

Kinktober Day 23: Bondage

warnings: bondage, unprotected sex, Saiyan forms, BDSM, power dynamics, dark themes word count: 0.6k pairings: Son Gohan x Fem!Reader teaser: So you decided to spring it on him. What’s the worst that could happen?

dividers: @adornedwithlight

taglist: @cherryblossombankai, @sindulgent666,

@dearest-yeosang, @yeowangies, @chilichopsticks

Whenever people see you out with your husband, they would never suspect how strong or how dominant he could be. Gohan is quite the charming man on the outside. He’s sweet, protective, and so smart. He’s even good with young children and the elderly. So whenever people tell you just how lucky you are to have such a sweet husband, you always have to bite back a laugh.

They don’t know what he’s like behind closed doors. They don’t understand the beast that lingers under the surface. He’s the kind of man who’s so sweet and so kind, but when he needs to teach you a lesson, he’s able to flip that switch.

However, you decided to turn the tables on him. Recently you were thinking about how angry and how dominant he might get if you were to tie him up. The way he’d try to rage and break the bonds, it would certainly end up with you on your hands and knees, ass in the air.

So you decided to spring it on him. What’s the worst that could happen?

You were beginning to regret this decision. The way his hair keeps flickering as you tighten the restraints on his wrists has you wondering if you could even handle him if he were to break these restraints. Which, you knew, he was going to. It didn’t matter if you were going to be good and behave, it was angering him already to be tied up.

“You think you’re so tough, huh?” He asks, his voice already so deep and gravelly with lust.

You purposefully tighten the tie even more, making him growl. He pants as you begin pulling down his pants, allowing his cock to spring free. It’s leaking and in dire need of attention. You reach over and flick the head, making it throb. There’s a line of precum connected to the head and to his lower abdomen. He looks absolutely ferocious.

“Had your fun yet?” He growls.

“Not even close!”

You get on top of him, pushing your skirt up and pulling your panties aside. Then you let his cock dip between your folds, rocking your hips back and forth to get you both even more excited. You can hear him growling even more now, and you begin to worry more when you hear the sounds of fabric ripping.

Soon you’re met with the angry blue eyes of your husband. He was already in Super Saiyan form now, and the restraints were not enough to keep him tied down. He chuckles when he notices the cute yet fearful look in your eyes. He cups your chin.

“What’s the matter? Didn’t think it would turn out this way?” He grunts as he pushes you into the mattress. He uses the scraps of the restraints to tie you up to the headboard. “You should have known that I’d be winning in the end,”

With your wrists now bound, you pout when you look up at Gohan. He smirks at you, loving the way you’re helpless. Then he grips your thighs, pushing them up to your chest. His cock sits heavy on your mound now. Gohan growls before he begins sliding up and down through your soaked folds.

“How does it feel to be under my control? You really thought you’d be the dominant tonight, but we both know how this ends.”

Without another warning, he pushes into you until he’s balls deep inside you. You cry out, your hands fighting against the restraints. You wish you could hold him so you could try and ground yourself, but it seems almost impossible to break out of this. Even if they were broken, somehow Gohan made them work even more for you.

“Ah ah ah, don’t you dare.” He warns you before kissing you hungrily. “If you break out of this, it’s going to end up really bad for you baby.”

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[bones4thecats]

Henlo! Could I request some headcanons where Cooler, Frieza, Android 17, and Gohan get the "If anything happens, I love you" message from their S/O? Maybe S/O was away for a little while before getting into a dangerous situation, but is found injured but alive.

Their S/O Gets Severely Injured

Characters: Cooler, Frieza, Android 17 and Gohan Requester: ❤️‍🩹Anon A/N: I now nickname you ❤️‍🩹Anon, since your prompt is about y’know… healing and whatnot. Anyways, this is my first Dragon Ball piece so I do not guarantee that they are all in character, so warning there I guess. By the way, in Gohan's piece, the reader is female since y'know... Pan and all. Now, enjoy, I guess!

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»»————————————- 　 Cooler　 ————————————-««

🧊 When Cooler first inherited his portion of his family's army, he wasn't amused with how small it was. But, when comparing his power to his younger brother's, it was understandable why it was so differentiating when it comes to size

🧊 Thankfully, his father, King Cold, was kind enough to give him the district that you, his darling S/O of many years, lead with a high amount of nobility and pride

🧊 Cooler has been away for a while when you were sent out by Frieza to cover a nearby planet and either gain their trust or completely annihilate them without any mercy. It was truly your call there

🧊 But, when he returned to see that you and your band of armored warriors were missing and have been for a few hours, Cooler began to become nervous. You were never gone this long when taking care of some minor business on Frieza, King Cold, or even Cooler's orders

" Lord Frieza! There seems to be a misreading! "

" What do you mean by a misreading? " Frieza questioned, a sense of annoyance and a very small amount of curiosity laced him his already pissy tone.

" It seems that the planet we sent Section 213 to is full of powerful fire-demons, much like us! "

" What?! "

🧊 After hearing this, your lover demanded to see your coordinates and send out another section, Section 89, out to find you and your teammates. And while his younger sibling attempted to reassure him of your team's power, Cooler merely pushed him aside and began to descend with Section 89 right behind him

🧊 Once landed, Cooler began to fight with the team following suite, knocking each beast aside with relative average stats. While it took on average two or three members per monster, they were taking care of them relatively quick

" Y/N? Y/N, where the hell are you?! "

" She's over here, Master Cooler! "

🧊 Running at a high-speed that could be compared to the super-saiyan's, Cooler stopped in his tracks when seeing your bruised and cut-up body. You had a large gash on the side of your stomach, and he could tell from a mere few feet away that you needed immediate medical assistance

🧊 Once returned, Cooler yelled for the healers to fix you. Though, it was hard for them to focus with both Frieza and Cooler glaring at them from behind. Frieza was only there because he couldn't afford to lose a powerful warrior and by-far one of the most talented fighters he had left after the battle on Namek

🧊 At some point, the doctor had to push the two outside, which was where Cooler stayed while tyrannical emperor left to sort out the rest of his ship from the chaos

" Master Cooler. Your S/O is all patched up. "

" And? "

" They will make it perfectly well. They'll just need a few days of healing. They're quite lucky. If they were a mere Yardrat or Tuffle they'd most likely be beyond any kind of help. "

" Good. Now, leave. I must see them for myself. "

" Understood. "

🧊 While he sat down in a seat right beside your medical bed, Cooler just sighed and ran a hand across your cheek, which had multiple cuts and bruises, not to mention a slight burn that reached from your chin to your forehead in a straight line. Oh, how awful was it on that damned planet?

🧊 You'll tell him when you wake up. Yes you will. But for now, Cooler can lay his head down on your bed and rest for a bit before you awaken form your long-overdue power-nap

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»»————————————- 　 Frieza　 ————————————-««

🏔️ Frieza has hated being in Hell for the many years he was wrapped up like a larvae becoming a butterfly or moth and sung to like a baby by cutesy-bears and fairies. Due to this, he had a ton of pent-up anger. Which, while he did not mean it, he had accidentally taken out on a small fraction of his army

🏔️ From this lose in members, Frieza had no choice but to send out one of his best teams; Team Y/N. Which just so happened to be led by his favorite soldier and his one and only spouse, Y/N

🏔️ Before you and your team evacuated to check for any signs of life on the now-destroyed and bare wasteland that was once a prosperous land, you had left a solid message for your husband. One that he would forever regret not telling you in person

" If anything happens, I love you? That cheesy moron... "

" As if you are any better, brother. "

" Shut it, Cooler! "

🏔️ You and your team had just barely landed when one of them was snatched away with stupendous speed. This kind of speed was alarming to you and your underlings, causing a couple of them to panic and get snatched themselves

🏔️ Meanwhile on the ship, a fairly-rounded serving demon was observing the life-monitors that laid within each Frieza's Force member's body. And once he noticed the way they were immediately falling like flies, his tail feathers erupting and knocking his chair back, alarming his Highness

" What is going on down there?! " Frieza barked.

" Team Y/N is getting pummeled, killed even! We need to send people down there- now! "

🏔️ Frieza stood abruptly and ordered for the guards to follow him, after all, backup is necessary almost wherever the dangerous man went. Especially when it came to the safety of his lover

🏔️ Once landed, the sight of four out of the seven members of your team being impaled on the elongated tongues of horrifying and demonic-appearing beasts caused the Emperor of the Universe's heart to start racing. You better not have been harmed!

🏔️ The male raised his hand and sent a large beam of energy soaring at the monster, causing it's tongue to come flying off of it's mouth. The smell from it's blood was rancid, but if smelling this meant that you would be safe, then so be it

🏔️ You were located a mere few feet away, hiding behind a large boulder structure by Frieza. And once he picked you up, he rushed back to the ship, his men and yours following as they sent many beams at the creatures as they attempted to follow suit

🏔️ Back on the ship, Frieza sat in his room as the doctor healed you up. While he would love to be there for his dearest, the sight of their beaten and bloody body was by-far the only thing keeping him away from the Cui-copy's work

🏔️ The sound of his door being knocked on made him stand and ready himself, putting on his cool and composed facial expression before opening the door, ready to scold and possibly punish the soldier for daring to interrupt the most powerful being in the ship. How he would do so was already pulsating through his mind

" What is it you want? I am clearly in the middle of business. "

" Wow, you're seeming extra nice today. Are you sad I was hurt by that behemoth of a beast? "

🏔️ A small crack of his voice was heard as Frieza opened his eyes to see you standing there with a highly-functional mechanical cast around your leg, a small amount of pre-obtained energy holding your leg up and behind you in a position as if you were kneeling on one side

" Y/N... Why aren't you healing in the medbay?! I was about to come visit you! "

" Uh-huh. C'mon, the doctor said I needed to fix up my other leg's walking anyways! " Sarcasm was highly detecatble in your tone, causing Frieza to be slightly annoyed. Why are you being so calm?!

" That doesn't matter- "

" Yeah, yeah. Anyways, you got any wine back there? "

" W-what?! By what I remember, taking in alcohol, no matter the kind, with medication could cause someone to... overdose, if I remember correctly. "

" Aw~ Are you still worried about me?~ "

" S-shut it! Just- get in here already... you're a pain. "

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»»——————————- 　 Android 17　 ——————————-««

🐈‍⬛ This guy knew how dangerous this Tournament was, so why was he now just wondering why the enemy was being so tough on you, it was obvious that you were beaten, so why was he continuing?!

" Hey! He's going to far! "

" Y/N, hang in there! "

🐈‍⬛ Everyone's calls were only enraging your husband even farther as he fought against another Universe 5 fighter while you dealt with the other two dogs

🐈‍⬛ The yellow one, Lavender, has thrown so much of his poisonous energy at you that it was beginning to make your joints slow down, which alarmed the rest of your teammates. Hell, even Frieza was nervous at the sight- you had the amount of power that could level up to defeat him!

" Why you damned wolf! "

🐈‍⬛ Holding your hand up as you canceled out every sound around you, the slight movements of feet with fur and claws was the only thing you would allow through. This meant you would be able to both dodge and hit the remaining beast-men back with ease

" Take this! "

🐈‍⬛ Gripping his hand in yours, you could feel the poison rush through your body, but the feeling was numb to you, the amount of venom in your system seemingly muted out anymore seeping through your thick-skin

" Wait, what the hell?! "

🐈‍⬛ Android 17 smirked and jumped up before kicking the blue wolf, Bergamo, in your direction while you powered a whip of energy before wrapping Basil and Lavender up as you twirled them around and threw them away, grabbing Bergamo on the way as they soared back and off the edge of the field, resulting in a Universe 7 win

🐈‍⬛ 17 ran up to you and wrapped his arms around you before you were teleported back up to your teammates for a small intermission granted by Zeno upon Goku's request

" What were you thinking? "

" About the survival of our home, and our family. "

" And while I appreciate that, Y/N, you must be more careful with your limits. I don't need another Goku around. "

" Hey! "

🐈‍⬛ Hearing you chuckle as Whis laid his staff on your forehead before booping you and releasing your body of the poison's affects made your husband smile gently and hold you close as Universe 7's angel chanted with an 'all better now!'

" Don't you ever scare me like that again, you hear? "

" Nope, you forgot a couple of things in that sentence there, mister. "

" Why you... alright. Please don't ever scared me like that again. I love you to much for that to happen. "

" That's better. "

🐈‍⬛ While you laid your foreheads upon one another's, the sound of Goku and Frieza gagging in the back caused you to laugh as 17 just sighed like a disappointed father

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»»————————————- 　 Gohan　 ————————————-««

📚 Unlike his father, Gohan was primarily focused on his work and studies growing up. Putting his training behind for helping his family of his wife, Y/N, and his young daughter, Pan, prosper in life

📚 You on the other hand, adored to fight. As you were raised by your favorite person on Earth, who also just so happened to be a fellow descendant of the Three-Eyed People, Tien Shinhan

📚 As Pan grew older, you would help Piccolo and others train her, teaching her valuable lessons in minor training for her human-side while Piccolo handled her more alien side, which came from your husband

📚 Gohan knew that sometimes you would go out and about with his father's old friends in order to handle some ordeals, and with you being one of the strongest human fighters in their current time, you were practically required to attend

📚 As you kissed your daughter's forehead and gave your husband the tightest hug known to the half-blooded Saiyan, you gave him a final message until you returned a few days later

" If anything happens, I love you. "

📚 If anything happens? How far away were you going this time?

📚 While it was quite a hassle balancing his job and caring for Pan by himself, Gohan was grateful to have both his mother, Chi-Chi, his sensei, Piccolo, and his childhood friend, Videl, all there to help out once and a while

📚 He couldn't wait for when you would come home. Counting down the days with fun dinners for him and his daughter as the calendar was decorated with cute little stickers from Videl

" Hey Papa? Why does Mama look so beaten up? "

" She probably- wait she looks what?! "

" She has a big cut on the side of her face. It looks like it's bleeding a lot! "

📚 Gohan opened the front door of your home and picked you up quickly before rushing inside and running towards the bathroom to find your first-aid kit. Well, one of the many you had around the house

📚 Pan looked worried as you picked her up and laid her on your lap, brushing your hand through her hair as she sniffed and began to allow tears to bulge up in her eyes. You never liked to see your daughter in any kind of distress, especially emotionally. Physical scars can heal, but emotions are far harder to fix

" Mama, where did you get the cut...? "

" Let's just say... Mama got into a fight with some bad people and Mama kicked their butts. "

" Really? What were they like? Were they s... sai... "

" Saiyans? "

" Yeah! Were they Saiyans like Papa? "

📚 As Gohan walked back into the room with gauze being prepared in his hands, he saw just how comfortable Pan asked you questions while you avoided the topic of exactly who you fought and what happened on that planet miles away

" Y/N, can you please lift your headpiece up? "

📚 You did as your husband asked as you laid your thick head piece on the side, it was cracked from some force coming from your now deceased enemy, but it was nothing that Bulma couldn't fix!

📚 While Gohan bandaged up your head and arms, Pan asked both you and him questions of the days back when you both fought side-by-side. And whenever you mentioned him singing with the old dragon, Icarus, his face erupted in a mix of pink and red

📚 Why was your memory so damn good...

" Can I hear the song? "

" I don't think Piccolo would like to be reminded of that... again... "

" All the more reason to do it! "

[mikyapixie]

𝟏 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐠𝐨 𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐚𝐲, 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧 𝐁𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐀𝐤𝐢𝐫𝐚 𝐓𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐲𝐚𝐦𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲. 𝐑𝐈𝐏.

[karume-everything-else]

May I please request headcanons for Android 17, Trunks, and Gohan reacting to their girlfriend doing the Thriller dance while wearing the costume to match?

...some of them have got to join... I would die happy if shown an edit/animation of the Z-Fighters and Villians doing different dances tbh

"Why are dressed like that?"

"What are you doing?"

"Why is this video so weird?"

He is judging, but if it makes you happy he'll try to learn the dance and join you

No he won't admit that he's having fun

Every attempt to make him say it ends with "I'm just doing this for you, to make you happy."

Despite his monotone, he means it from the bottom of his heart

He's still judging you tho...

"Wait... is this...?"

Groans because he knows and is reluctant to join or admit he knows every step

Eventually gives in because "you just make it look fun"

He is refusing to look at you or anyone, blushing his face off, and mortified that Vegeta will walk in/show up at any moment

Avoids you for a couple days afterward because he is fULL OF SHAME

"Isn't this a little... goofy?" "As the kettle said to the pot huh?" "Nevermind..."

He really can't say anything without you pulling old videos of his days as The Great Saiyaman... and he knows it

But he would also join in if asked, he just doesn't know what type of monster he should dress as

If you're not careful you'll get Goku and Goten in here too, while Chi-Chi records

Proud is not even a remote feeling when he sees the finished product, but at least he had fun...

[blossombriefs]

Fluffy Headcanons | Gohan Edition!

you just know he’s treating you so damn well honestly. He’s just such a wholesome boy and definitely a bit of a simp too. He’s always taking you out on little dates to coffee shops, the movies and really lovely restaurants, spoiling you in the process.

he’s so bashful with you it’s so cute. When you made the first move and held his hand on your first date he turned into a stammering mess, his cheeks blushing bright red.

he does love physical affection and PDA. He loves holding your hand in public, kissing your cheek, kissing your forehead the lot.

he definitely loves cuddling, it’s his favourite thing to do with you. He loves being cuddled up in blankets watching films or playing games with you. On one of your first times staying at his house you both built a fort out of mattresses, pillows and blankets and slept in it. Gohan kinda likes being the little spoon when you guys spoon, nothing wrong with that!

meeting his mother was scary for both you and him. Chi-Chi only wants Gohan to be with the best but over time she really grew to like you. You get on very well with his family due to how close they all are.

on top of that you also had to be approved by Piccolo. Piccolo was very skeptical as in his eyes you were a weak earthling but after he saw how happy you and Gohan are together he changed his tune.

when he first told you about The Great Saiyaman you did think it was a joke however you share laughter over it.

you love stealing his glasses and wearing them yourself. He always blushes when you steal them from his face.

kinda a bit of a sadder one but I genuinely imagine that he’s a little bit traumatised after all the events of DBZ that he really needs a lot of reassurance and care. It took him a long time to warm up to you. You do give him that which draws him in so much closer to you. He has episodes where he thinks about everything and gets upset but you’re always there for him - I also see this as the reason he hates fighting as an adult, he just wants a safe and simple life. He definitely would have survivor’s guilt.

[dreadsuitsamus]

May I request sfw prompt #39 and nsfw prompt #53 for Gohan where he falls in love with the reader after they have a one night stand but she's initially cold to him because she had been hurt in the past?

#39- "why are you scared of loving?"

#53- "you're more than just a one night stand"

author's note: this has been in my inbox since january of 2023 💀 but i have finally found my inspiration to get it done! there's no explicit smut but there are some nsfw mentions. this is also written as a prequel to my story protect!

pairing: gohan x fem!reader

warnings: talks of a past abusive relationship, mentions of reader's ptsd, nsfw mentions

A sigh quells the silence in your room as you dress after a shower. While not at the lowest point in your life, you're still not far from rock bottom. Living with your mother again, only a year and a half removed from that day your ex beat you to a pulp and left with all your money and all of the problems of his absence are still keeping you from flourishing. Ruined credit score from a broken apartment lease, incalculable debt from the hospital bills that your insurance refused to cover, and frequent nightmares of him coming back to finish destroying you into nothing give you constant anxiety and each day is a new struggle.

Safe to say, you haven't really been okay.

You glance at your phone with shame, nervous for when the inevitable text comes from a man that's far too sweet and far too good for you to deserve you skipping out on him in the middle of the night following the mistake of a one night stand. You met Gohan through a friend, and he offered to guide you through ridding yourself of the medical debts and this is what you've done to repay him. Hook up with him and then run for the hills the second he was asleep.

You close your eyes to calm yourself, centering again before the bad feelings of anxiety and depression can come creeping up your spine. Gohan knows about your past, and he's a grown man. Surely one as attractive as him has a few notches on his bedpost and would understand your absence.

But the way he looked at you last night, like you were heaven-sent and perfect has you doubting such an idea. Son Gohan could be a man like that if he wanted, but your heart and your mind alike know that's not who he is. He's a pure, old fashioned good boy. He wouldn't have slept with you if he didn't romantically like you to some extent…

And you certainly wouldn't have slept with him if you didn't want to reciprocate so badly it makes your chest ache with all of the want you harbor. To have a man love you, truly, and treat you as you deserve has been on your mind for years, well before your former boyfriend finally left you. But you had that kind of hope in Tyler, at first. He was kind, he was sweet and attentive… Though it only took moving in together for his true colors to show. Lying, cheating, stealing—  That's who your ex was after all.

Your heart can't take that chance again.

You hang your towel on the back of your door, gazing at nothing in particular as you settle onto your bed. For the last few years it's as if you've had so much to plague your mind that you can't think of a single thing. It's strange to feel so empty, just entirely devoid of direction or purpose. You've got yet another set of paperwork to fill out for your medical debt, and then a few job applications as well that hopefully will last longer than a handful of months— all of these places only hiring you on as a temp is a god awful look on your résumé.

Your old laptop awaits, but you can do little more than flop back against your pillows and close your eyes. The war in your mind is something you're used to, but the usual stress on your body is gone.

You bite down on your lip as you remember the way Gohan touched you. The way he lit you up with his lips on yours, how gentle he was with your body and feelings, offering to stop or slow down— even when you were on the cusp of orgasm! He's a perfect sexual partner, and if it wasn't for how damn sweet he is you may have even thought to make it a routine thing.

You drift off to a blissful sleep that's heavy enough for you to miss that dreaded text.

I hope you made it home safely.

Gohan absentmindedly worries his lip between his perfect teeth, typing in a frenzy as he shoots back an email to the hospital that wracked you up with an inhumane amount of debt. He's got plenty to get done today, mostly for his actual job, but he just won't allow himself a moment to make any progress until these firmly-worded emails get the message across: you will not be paying them hundreds of thousands of dollars for fighting for your life!!

The huff he lets out after sending his email doesn't ease the anxiety that's been bubbling in his chest all morning. When you came over last night to work on a résumé, Gohan had absolutely no intention of sleeping with you. You're a woman in a bind and he's here to help, that's all! Disgust crawls over his skin anyway, shame buzzing his insides as he remembers everything that led to your passionate hookup.

You smelled so nice and looked just so damn pretty… He just wanted to sit a little bit closer, that's all. But then you looked up at him (and he'll die on the hill that you batted your lashes at him!) and he was nothing but a fool for you then. He doesn't know who leaned in first or who started what, but he certainly only had the mind to end it after it was too late to stop and he was balls deep.

A shudder wracks Gohan's body as he remembers the feeling of slipping inside of you. Even with a condom on, he could feel the heat and the wetness of your silky walls as they gripped his lonely shaft and sucked him in for as many inches as he had to give. And thank goodness he even had a condom on hand, all thanks to the people fundraising outside of the grocery store that included them in their donation goodie bag!

You were so sweet beneath him, so pliable and warm and perfect. He feels his cock stir in his pants, jumpy at the memory and unfortunately eager to experience such a lovely time again. Alas, you've been through quite a lot, and he shouldn't get his hopes up for anything like that.

You walking out on him last night already dashed his hopes anyway.

It wasn't exactly surprising to wake up alone, though it did sting all the same. You're just so amazing and kind and beautiful… Gohan would have to be a real piece of work not to see how special you are. Only a waste of space like your ex could be blind to everything that you are.

Gohan checks his phone for what feels like the thousandth time, no text message back from you. He's starting to worry now, which isn't good for his nails that he habitually bites when stressed. It'd probably do him well to go for a training session, but he also feels so frazzled as his blood races through his veins that training may not yield any productive results.

He pulls his glasses off and runs his large hands over his face, digging the heels of his palms into his eyes until he starts seeing stars. Blinking until the room clears, Gohan glances at his phone once again before standing with an indignant huff.

He's fine, all of this is fine. And fretting over nonsense won't make you text him back any faster. You need your space, and he's going to give it to you. No fussing required.

He does go make use of Vegeta's gravity room, though when the Saiyan himself shows up and he's left in the face of a full-blooded, battle-hungry Saiyan, he can't help but think that perhaps he should've stayed home.

At least he's not stuck with Vegeta in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber like Trunks was.

Gohan's text message remains unanswered, haunting you as you cook yourself dinner. You'll have to face him eventually, and soon, but what do you say? 'Thanks for the sex, it was great!'? No! Do you ignore it??

Do you have a choice?

Hooking up again isn't an option. Pursuing something more with him, something romantic and fulfilling, definitely isn't either. He's been a wonderful help to you and for absolutely nothing at all in return; you don't have any extra money to pay him anyway. The kindness of Gohan's heart isn't even something you can repay, not after what you've done to him. A sour feeling crosses your mouth, your appetite fading as your mind races.

He's a good man. Too good for where you're at in life, and there's always some kind of catch with nice guys. It's too risky, all of it. Will he demand more sex for more of his help, now that he's already gotten it once? You need his assistance to whittle down the medical bills— his stubborn insistence with insurance and the hospital itself is astounding, and runs deeper than anyone else you know. Left to your own devices, you'd have given up a long time ago.

He's not like that. The reminder scolds your terrible line of thinking. Gohan would never leverage your quality of life at all, let alone with the ultimatum of sex. He's not your ex, he's not a bad person in the slightest.

But you didn't know your ex was your ex at first either.

Your plate of eggs and toast nearly run cold by the time you've found it in you to send a response. Typing and erasing it several times over, you finally end up with a passable response message over twelve hours since his text to you in the first place.

I'm alright, thank you. Would you mind sending the copy of my résumé? I forgot to download it onto my laptop.

You are such a dick.

But the job applications are just sitting pretty without it right now, and you can't afford not to include the carefully-crafted résumé Gohan spent so much time on. He made it for you, it's literally yours, and the shitty little paycheck you got just a few days ago is already about gone. You're cold, and it'll surely throw him for a loop at minimum, but it's the best way to protect yourself.

"Chase a check, never chase a bitch." You murmur the cold lyric to yourself and bite into your dinner, waiting for Gohan's timely response. He's a busy man with a career of his own, but he always messages you back in mere minutes. He's a great multitasker like that, and you certainly aspire to be as efficient as he is.

Though you begin to doubt things when hours pass and there's no response. Ice slowly frosts your veins with every further minute that Gohan doesn't respond with your résumé; surely there's a good reason? He wouldn't have thrown it out or be the type to withhold it— your friend would never associate themselves with Gohan if he was like that, much less connect the two of you if he were the sort of man to manipulate things in such a way.

But the cold, paranoid dread doesn't let up even in the morning. Your phone has no notifications at all, and you even check the chat to make sure the message is sent. It has, and he's seen it.

Anger bubbling beneath the surface of your chest is overshadowed by the trembling of your bottom lip. How foolish could you be?? If there was ever going to be a hookup, you could've at least waited for your shit to be in order! Now it's all lost and you're on your own again, left to navigate debt that's threatening to swallow you whole and job-hunt in a market that doesn't want you.

Your mother's gone for work already as you begin your routine; your scheduled shift at work is a short one and not for several more hours, but to sit around and do nothing in the meantime will only spell certain doom. If you're given too much time to think, lord only knows what sort of outburst or meltdown you'll have. You're fresh out of the shower and part way through brushing your teeth when the doorbell rings, confusion etched to your features. You're not expecting anyone, though perhaps your mother has a package that needs signing for? Dropping your head, you quickly spit and rinse with mouthwash before jogging to open the door.

On the other side stands a damp man with crooked glasses, a dazed look in his eye and all the anger in you fizzles out. He's here. And the look on your face must scare him with the way his lip nearly trembles when he speaks.

“I am— I— Sorry!” Gohan stumbles over his words and you sigh softly as the trickle of relief siphons through the rest of your body. Gesturing him further in, Gohan slips off his shoes and hands over a folder.

“I got busy with my uncle,” Busy being a bit of an understatement; the moment Vegeta caught Gohan with his phone as he was reading your message and forced him right back into the gravity room for another training binge. “And I went as fast as I could to get this to you. I am so sorry about this.”

Your eyes soften and you carefully wipe a few suds from his hair. “I appreciate it… But you could've finished your shower first.”

Gazing up as if he can see the soap in his hair, Gohan’s cheeks redden as he laughs nervously. “Uh… S-Sorry.”

Reluctantly dropping your hand once you've fixed his glasses, you open the folder to find a physical copy of your résumé alongside a flash drive that presumably has another copy downloaded onto it. “Thank you.”

Sticking his hands in his pockets, Gohan bites his lip. “Um… Can we talk for a second?”

“A-About what?”

Oh no.

“I… Think you have an idea.” Gohan says softly. He can't leave it behind or anything unsaid; one night stands aren't his thing. “Listen… What happened between us was…”

“Sex. It was just sex.” You murmur, setting the folder down on the coffee table. “People have sex all the time… It happens.”

Hurt penetrates Gohan's chest. He knew you were jaded, knows exactly why and he does understand… It doesn't mean it can't hurt him. He likes you, appreciates your mind and admires your strength in a way that may have a bit to do with his Saiyan heritage. “Sure… Other people do that. But I don't. And… And for me, I…”

Tears start to well in your eyes. This man, this wonderful, caring, smart and lovely man is about to cross that line, isn't he? The one that can't be crossed again, the one that's going to end this friendship on a burned bridge and broken hearts. “Gohan, don't—”

“You're more than just a one night stand.” He says it anyway, taking your hands and holding them so warmly, protectively and securely. “To me, you are… Inspiring, and beautiful, and… And someone I really, really like. And that night was so great, and I was on top of the world until I woke up and you were gone.”

“I'm sorry.” You whisper, screwing your eyes shut tightly and ducking your head. You just can't stop messing up, can you? “It's not you, Gohan. You're a great man and there's a woman out there that will make you happy and take care of you.”

“The woman I want is right in front of me.” His hand comes to rest on your cheek, brushing away the salty tears that fall when you meet his gaze.

“Gohan… You don't want this. Do you know why I left that night?”

Gohan’s other hand comes to the other side of your face, cradling you like the daintiest china. “You had your reasons.”

Your hands come to his wrists, not tugging his touch away as you feel his warmth bloom within you, lighting you up in unfamiliar but pleasant ways, encouraging the leap of faith that your hopeful heart cries out for. “Because I get nightmares. Nightmares so bad that my momma has to come and wake me up almost every night and hold me to stop the panic attacks. I'm broken in so many ways Gohan…” Your lip trembles, and Gohan gently swipes his thumb just below the curve of it, mesmerized by every inch of you.

“If you only knew just how much I understand being broken…” Gohan whispers, his “eventful” childhood flashing through his mind from his kidnapping and all the way to his father's most recent death. “Then you would understand me more than anyone, and I’d get to understand you.”

“You don't want this.” You whisper again, and Gohan leans in for the softest, warmest kiss to your forehead. It clears the rain, just a bit, and you lean into it.

“Why are you so scared of loving me?” Gohan murmurs against your skin. “You've never said you don't want it… Me. Just that I won't want you, like you're a used car or something.”

You come to hide your face in his chest and he wraps you up tightly, his strong body anchoring you from your fears. “I'm afraid to get hurt again. When you didn't answer my message, I thought the worst of you! That you were some asshole that was only gonna help me if I kept sleeping with you! All because you didn't text me back. That's just the tip of the iceberg, Gohan!”

“Honey…” Gohan whispers, swaying gently as he holds you, one arm wrapped tightly around your middle while his other hand rests at the back of your head. “You’d know my heart if you knew your place. So come find yourself… I'll wait for you.”

The fog breaks, and your smile is brighter than a thousand suns and Gohan has never seen anything more breathtaking.

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Meditations: First, the Friend and then, the Son

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Rating: SO MANY FEELS

Plot: Krillin seeks out Gohan to get some more information about the girl who lost her "Piccolo." A warmth between friends and family.

A/N: Hello, and thank you for patiently waiting for me to write up this next installment. I kept saying I was writing and I kept pushing it aside. Depression is so real and writers burn out is really real too. I think I just overdid it.

I'm so excited and happy that this series has taken off. Seems like there really is an audience for Piccolo. And he deserves it! I'll keep it going for as long as the story needs it. Tall, green, and handsome love for all.

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The police speeder came to an abrupt halt outside Son Gohan estate.

When Krillin gingerly unhooked his regulation helmet and hung it from the handlebars of his unit, the elderly man who was tending to flowers in the garden was swiftly walking towards the main house.

After he disappeared through a side door a kind-looking, middle-aged woman came out to greet him.

"Good morning, sir." She bowed her head politely. "To what do we owe the pleasure of the local law enforcement?"

The formality of the situation made Krillin perk up his shoulders. "Sorry, ma'am I need to speak with Gohan. Do you know if he's around?"

"I believe he is in the library." She turned on her heel. "Please follow me."

What seemed like an endless amount of stairs for a pair of small legs, the door to the library was ajar. Gohan was buried among several piles of books, a laptop, and three mugs, which presumably had an unknown concoction of caffeine.

"Gohan." Krillin called out to him as he walked towards the desk, but Gohan only pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. He scribbled vigorously at the notepad before him.

"Gohan?" Krillin repeated with a little more oomph. Gohan began to mumble to himself.

with the help of prefectural flora cultivation, this can provide direct resources to the habitat of-

"Gohan! Snap out of it."

Gohan shook his head and blinked his eyes a few times while readjusting his thick black frames. "Whoa, Krillin I didn't see you there."

"Obviously..." Krillin rolled his eyes.

"Gosh, how long have you been here." Gohan finished the sentence he was muttering and almost stabbed the notepad when he poked the paper at the period.

"Well, I've been trying to get your attention for a few minutes now."

"Okay, I'm sorry I'm on the verge of a breakthrough here." He picked up a large blue mug and took a swig, only to spit it back into the glass. His face contorted when he tried to wipe his tongue on his sleeve.

Krillin had picked up a book nearest him and flipped through a few pages. "Cognitive Ecology of Pollination: Animal Behaviour and Floral Evolution." Too many words. He set the book back down and crossed his arms. "This might be out of left field, but have you seen Piccolo lately?"

"Not today, no."

"No, I just mean recently. There is something fishy is going on. I don't know if you know about the girl?"

"There's a girl?" Gohan took a sip from a different mug garnished with a Satan City logo. He set that one down quickly. "Did Piccolo do something to a girl? I'm not sure I understand."

"That's what I'm trying to find out." Krillin took a seat in a wooden car adjacent to the large desk. "This is going to sound odd. Considering we've seen and experienced some very odd things in the past, this one is hard to place when it comes to weird."

Krillins folded his hands and relaxed his shoulders. "Well, here goes. Long story short; I got a report of a girl screaming on a hillside about an instrument. When I went to investigate the girl said she lost her piccolo. I put two and two together and figured she might be talking about our Piccolo. So when I went to The Hideout to ask Piccolo about this girl, he got defensive and said he did something to her. And I think he couldn't forgive himself, or I don't remember fine details."

Gohan sat for a few moments in silence thinking. "Do you know this girl?"

"Never met her a day in my life...until I spoke with her."

Gohan scratched at his hairline, pushing the rouge tuft of hair out of his face only for it to fall back down towards his eyes. "Piccolo hasn't said anything to me about a woman." His shoulders were undulated with confusion.

Before Gohan could circle the same conclusion, he spoke again. "Whatever it is, he seems to care enough about this girl. You know him. He's a pretty unfazed guy. Very serious. Not too emotional, or softish. You know what I mean."

Gohan reached out for the last mug on the desk, hesitating before grabbing the handle. He stared down at the contents swirling around in contemplation and decided against it. The mug clanked against the desk surface as Krillin's pleaded with him.

"I was kind of wondering if you would go talk to him? He practically demanded I leave The Hideout when I pressed the issue. If he's going to talk to anyone it's got to be you. You're practically his son."

The last bit made Gohan chuckle. "I don't know Krillin. If he didn't want to talk about it, maybe we should just leave it alone."

Krillin stood up and walked towards Gohan. "Could you just at least try. If he doesn't open up to you then I'll let it go, okay?"

"Okay, okay." Gohan stood up, pressing his palms against the armrests of his chair. "I'll go to talk to him tomorrow morning. I'll call you when I get back."

Krillin smiled widely. "Thanks Gohan. I just think, you know, he does.. has done so much for us that we can try and help him too sometimes. Even if he says he doesn't want it."

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When the morning light touched the western side of The Hideout, Gohan walked through the threshold Piccolos room. “Hey, Piccolo.”

Piccolo turned towards the similarly dressed young man, putting down the small, leather bound book in his hands on the small desk beside him. “Gohan, what brings you here this early.”

Gohan stretched his arms, his elbow popping loud enough to warrant a light echo. He laughed with some embarrassment. “Well, I guess I’m just a little rusty. I was wondering if we could spar?”

The upturned smirk told all Gohan needed to know before the two of them were passing blows hovering over the ground far below them.

One after the other, fists flying, blocking, dodging, power surging. Time was passing as the sun arched across the sky, but it only felt like moments. The adrenaline of the fight.

When Gohan began to tire slightly he landed a singular hit that propelled Piccolo back that anyone with even the best eyesight wouldn’t have seen. The super Sayain gives his all in the last throes of battle.

Piccolo gathered his equilibrium, and wiped the blood staining his lip against his forearm. He laughed as he landed on the grass below them. “You say you’re rusty, but you still got it, kid. You just got to put your mind to it.” He gently patted Gohan’s head, shaking his hair lightly.

Gohan plopped down to the ground and lay sprawling, taking in breaths. Piccolo sat down near him cross-legged. "I still think you have it in you to be the strongest, Gohan. But you've got a family now and your studies. You have more important battles to fight than just with your fists."

Gohan put his hands behind the back of his head. "I get discouraged sometimes. Everyone chastizes me for not keeping up with training. I'm 'a shame to the Sayain race,' or 'If only he could have---'" He shook his head. "Sometimes I wonder if Dad is still proud of me, even if my progress is strictly academic." He pondered on the thought. "It really doesn't matter, does it? Between Dad and Vegta there won't be anyone as strong. There won't be anyone who can't save the world." He looked over at Piccolo. "You're pretty strong too Piccolo."

Piccolo let out a deep, humph. "You are still stronger than me. And I only get involved when I am needed."

"Right. Why should we constantly have to be ready for a threat that might never come?"

"They always do."

Gohan sighed, closing his eyes. "Well, if they need me I will always be there. I won't let anything happen to anyone. Not after all the things we faced before."

The subtle sounds of nature became more apparent with this silence. The shallow sounds of breathing between them. Piccolo looked off into the near distance, his voice calm and relaxed. "If it accounts for anything, I am very proud of the man you've become."

Arms were tightly wrapped around. "Thank you for never giving up on me Piccolo."

Piccolo smiled to himself as Gohan sat down next to him. "I've been meaning to ask you something. Do you have a girlfriend?"

"A what?" Piccolo's voice turned deep again with seriousness.

"A girlfriend. You know, someone who you like and date." The look in Gohan's eyes was hopeful and sweet.

Tch- "I know what a girlfriend is. Why are you asking me this?"

"Well, Krillin stopped by and---"

"Not this again. Did that small man send you to do his bidding?"

Gohan got up and followed Piccolo when he began to walk away. He shouted, "I told him to stay out of it."

Gohan picked up his pace to meet the Namekian. "I don't even understand what Krillin was saying. But I wish you would just tell me what's going on. If not, you know he's going to get my dad involved."

Piccolo stopped and grunted. His arms crossed in defiance. Anything but Goku getting involved. Piccolo will NEVER hear the end of this. And if Goku makes a big deal out of this, it's everyone's problem.

But it's just his problem.

He stood quiet and tense. Gohan stood beside him stretching his legs and preparing to leave for home.

"I--" He started and stopped.

Hmmm, Gohan turned towards him.

"I don't even know how it happened. She came out of nowhere. Day after day, she prodded me with questions about myself. She sat with me as I meditated. She wasn't frightened of me." Piccolo was speaking so fervently and fastidiously that he was almost out of breath. "And I didn't know why or what to do. So I tried to show her that she shouldn't be so curious. I tried to scare her. I tried to stop her from coming around." His arms were tight against his chest. His chin pressed down into his collarbone.

Gohan watched Piccolo in awe. He's never seen this man act in such a way. The sorrow within the tightness of his shut eyes. The deep purple across his cheeks. Piccolo usually being a towering man, now pulling inward at his middle.

Gohan reached out and hugged him again. "Okay..." He looked at Piccolo, who bent his shoulders, which would normally be difficult to see over his shoulder pads. "Okay." Gohan's hand on Piccolo's forearm. His voice was so sweet and kind. "What did you do to scare her?"

Piccolo only took a deep breath. His booming voice was now almost a whisper. "I picked her up and took her in the air, flying. I flew and made myself out to be like another version of myself. I tried to make myself into King Piccolo." He's bent over near Gohan's shoulder, and Gohan lets him rest his forehead. "I made myself into something worth being frightened by. I didn't want her to trust so easily because she can easily become fodder like so many others have." His voice was almost nonexistent. "I could have killed her."

"But you didn't kill her, right?"

Piccolo shook his head. "But I could have."

"You didn't though. Sure, you could have maybe got your point across in a different way, but she's alright, right?"

"The look of terror in her eyes. The tears. I don't know why-- why I went--"

Gohan could hear the choked sobs before he pushed Piccolo back to face him. "Piccolo, I have known you my whole life and I've never seen you like this. You're like a whole different person. Usually, you're a very reserved guy, but I know these types of feelings. You must care a great deal for this girl. You're beating yourself up over the smallest thing." Piccolo kept his eyes closed shut, but his head lifted slightly, his arms relaxing as much as he could muster. "Hey, at least you don't explode or anything. You don't resort to your power because a lady is hurt or in danger. Blame it on the Sayain blood.”

Piccolo tried to straighten up and fix his posture. He wiped the tears that escaped from his eyes against his sleeve. Swallowing down his feelings deep into his chest.

“Piccolo, you’re allowed to have feelings like everyone else. Look at Dad, he’s an alien and he’s insane half the time.” Gohan laughed. “It’s okay to care about something for once. I know you care about me, about my family. But you can also care about something for yourself. If you care that deeply about this girl then I think you should talk to her. I think you should set things right between the two of you. Even if nothing comes of it and you just get closure.” Gohan pointed to Piccolo’s chest, pressing down into the fabric of the Namekian’s purple Gi. “If for all of us, but just for you.”

Gohan turned and started to walk away, calling over his shoulder. “You don’t need to bare the weight of this on your own. We’re always here for you. This is just a different type of fight.” He began hovering over the ground. “I have to get home before Videl gets angry.” He laughed. “Responsibilities.”

Piccolo could he his voice fading as he flew away. “All you have to do is try, Piccolo.”

Piccolo stood there, silent. The weight in his chest was still heavy. Do I care about this woman this greatly? He pressed his palm firmly against his chest, his cape flittering in the wind behind him. A heart beating strong behind his fingers. Is this love or understanding?

What I was once so sure about, I am at a loss.

Who do I want to be now?

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Somebody I Used to Know

Duo’s: Gohan x Big Sister!Reader

Warnings: based on a fic I’m writing for my DBZ(S) OC named Haruka (she’s the eldest of the 3 Son siblings and has a tough relationship with Gohan and Goten after a certain arc in the story, so this is a part of a larger story but in this it’ll be told from your perspective)

There isn’t much to say when it came to the relationship between Y/n and Gohan after their father died at the hands of Cell some 15 years prior. Their father beat Buu alongside Vegeta, which was about 5 years ago from today, saving the world once more and making life peaceful once more. However, it was about a year ago the god of Destruction, Beerus, awoke from his yearly slumber and came to Earth to challenge an opponent in his dreams, which turned out to be Y/n and Gohan’s father, the mighty Saiyan raised on Earth named Goku.

“You are so stupid Vegeta! What is your problem?!” Bulma roared from inside the room

The night was cold as Y/n stood over the railing of Capsule Corps balcony, her father, Vegeta, Bulma, Beerus, and Whis all started to work on a plan together. Beside Y/n stood her good friend Trunks, at least the older one from the future of her timeline that she’d come to know very personally. Trunks parents were Vegeta and Bulma, but in their present time Trunks was about 10 or so, this version of him as old as Haruka herself.

“Still thinking about it?”

“Yeah. Hard to believe he’d even want to see me after all this time.”

Trunks just nodded, taking a sip from the glass of water he was holding as he sat against the very railing Y/n was leaning on.

“I’m sure he’d be glad to see you. At least you’re trying with Goten. I’m sure Gohan would love to know that you’re home now.”

“You don’t understand Trunks. This isn’t easy and the reason I left didn’t really leave me time to say goodbye.”

Y/n sighed, looking behind her to stare at her father through the glass, seeing his smile and laugh piss off Vegeta even more.

“You left because you didn’t want to burden everyone with what you were feeling, what you needed to do. You became stronger because of it and there’s nothing wrong with that.”

“I missed my brothers growing up. I missed my father coming back to life again. I missed my family… I missed every part of his life after I left. I know Gohan had to deal with everything alone, and I was supposed to be there for him and my mom. I even missed the birth of my niece!”

Y/n and Trunks sat in the silence, neither moving an inch as the wind picked up slightly and brushed leaves past them.

“Y/n you-“

“I know I don’t have the right to be upset, I made that choice and I have to live with it, even if it sucks to admit.”

“But you’re a god! You scare Beerus whenever you get mad and I’m sure that in of itself is a world saver. You stopped him from destroying the planet.”

Y/n sighed, that very day coming back to her mind. It had been a long and tiresome effort to get to godhood, handed to her by Zeno’s guardian himself along with the title of God of Peace and Creation as well. Her “coronation” had been short, her new duty was to her universe as its protector, an opposing equal force to God of Destruction Beerus and his brother Chappa. Admittedly, a half Saiyan-half human was the first among many other things, but Y/n had the power of cosmos’ in her hands whenever she chose to use it. Compared to Beerus, her power was far greater than his and could easily have been the one to overthrow lord Zeno himself.

“Maybe it’s best if I go back to my universe.” She spoke out loud

“That’s a stupid decision Y/n! How are we supposed to defeat Black now without you?”

Before Y/n could respond, the sound of footsteps could be heard below them on the path. Looking over the railing, Y/n noticed an older man with short black hair and glasses, a woman around his age carrying a small bundle in her arms. The one with glasses seemed to be looking for someone, the woman next to him seeming to soothe some sort of nervous ticks he was having.

“Go. I’ll be right inside.” Trunks added with a smile

Y/n felt a lump in her throat as she kept thinking to herself how much of a bad idea this was. She slowly went down a flight of stairs, walking slowly as she eventually reached the ground, the pair of adults in front of her with their backs facing her talking to each other. She took a deep breath, feeling the cold crisp air fill her lungs as she tried to not think of anything but the man in front of her.

“G-Gohan? Is that-“

Without skipping a beat, Gohan turned around and stared at Y/n, his eyes scanning over her then letting go of the woman next to him and taking a step forward.

“Y/n? Is that… really you? Are you really-“

“Yeah… it’s me little brother.” She answered

A tear fell from Gohan’s eye, his body shaking as he slowly pulled himself together before losing his mental sanity.

“You have no idea how long it’s been.”

“20 years… I know.”

Gohan sighed, wiping the tears away as he ushered the woman next to him to go inside. As soon as she went inside, something in Gohan’s eyes changed, startling Y/n as this was not a good sign for either her or Gohan.

“So after 20 years you finally come back?”

“I was afraid.”

“Of what? Your family? Your friends? Me?!”

A flicker of energy was felt coming off of Gohan, Y/n feeling the anger inside his heart start to rise.

“You promised you’d always be there… and yet you ran from everyone and hid for almost 18 years until Beerus came here.”

“I didn’t have a choice. Do you know how guilty I felt?”

“Of course I did! I was just as responsible for dad’s death at the Cell Games just as much as you were!”

“And yet when I lost everything… you expected me to stay and be strong when I couldn’t even handle looking in a mirror and wanting to disappear when you and mom cried for days after he died. I lost not just dad that day… I lost myself and I lost somebody that I cared about.”

Gohan rolled his eyes, crossing his arms as the energy slowly decreased.

“Of course this was about Trunks.”

Silence between them was loud, only the sound of crickets being heard as both siblings stared at each other.

“If Beerus hadn’t come here… would you have even consider coming back home to us?”

Y/n didn’t dare to answer that… it was the truth after all, Y/n had only come back due to Trunks reappearing in her timeline and universe once more and due to being the universes protector, it was her duty to find out why he was there. Had he not shown up, Y/n would be in her home universe watching from her godly cosmic prison millions of planets away.

“I…”

“I knew it. I was just an afterthought to you, all of us were. You’re a bad sister. I hope your home planet is lovely…. But don’t come crawling back to mine once your business here is done.”

“Yours? It’s just as much mine as it is yours.”

“It stopped being yours the day you left for 20 years.”

Y/n bit her tongue, holding back any rage she felt against Gohan and just turned to walk away.

“Fine. I’ll leave then, once I’m done with what’s needed of me, then you won’t have to see or hear from me ever again.”

Y/n took off, beginning to start to levitate above the ground before turning to look back at her brother.

“Goodbye Gohan.”

And then she was gone, flying at almost the speed of sound as her boost kicked up dirt and grass onto Gohan.

To be continued in the actual story of Haruka!!!

[looooochie]

— Y/N ; SPARKING ZERO VOICELINES ♡

( as the daughter of goku ♡ )

part 1/?

a/n: i randomly came up with this idea at such a random time lol, thanks to this beautiful being @bones4thecats 🩶 and i hope you guys enjoy too !!

word count: 1.9k

warnings: none, kinda corny lines 😭🩹, fluffy play fights?

— general lines

“i’ve so been needing a new sparring partner, so you’ll do just great!”

“hopefully you’re as strong as you look.”

“i’m y/n, and i don’t really care who you are, lemme fight you already!”

“you wanna fight me? really? don’t say i didn’t warn ya when your crying!”

“i’m gonna beat you, i just know it.”

“get ready to see what a girl saiyan can do!”

future y/n

“hmph. this should be good.”

“i’ve gotten stronger these few years, so hopefully i can beat you.”

“looking for a fight? sure, needed one these past few weeks.”

“you better not underestimate me just because i’m a girl and all that.”

— goku

base

“don’t think i haven’t gotten stronger while you were away training, dad. bring it on!”

“heh, haven’t changed one bit. get ready!”

future y/n

“d-dad? is that you?”

“woah, y/n! you’re almost as tall as gohan..”

super saiyan

“now i’ll fight you as a super saiyan.”

“that form doesn’t really scare me anymore, i got super saiyan too, y’know?”

future y/n

“my super saiyan’s gotten stronger, hopefully i’ve caught up to you.”

super saiyan god

“is that, the super saiyan god thing? the one from when you fought lord beerus?”

“that’s the one, and i’m excited to see how you take it!”

future y/n

“i wonder what form this could be.”

super saiyan blue

“that looks super cool? could you teach me that one day??”

“this is super saiyan blue. and who knows, maybe i will.”

ultra instinct

“now what’s this? you never told me and goten about this form!”

(guilt) “must i really do this?”

black 🖤

“hey.. you’re that weird version of my dad that older me told about!”

“hmph.. the life of goku is rather interesting the more i learn about it. i’m surprised he has a daughter if i shall be honest.”

future y/n

“you! i’m going to beat you here and now, black, even if it’s the last thing i do!”

“damn girl. you have no idea when to quit, huh?”

— bardock

“are you.. my dad?”

“huh, now that i think about it, you look a lot like kakarot.”

— turles

“hey, i’d say you look like my dad but.. a whole lot meaner..”

“please. do us both a favor and don’t compare me to that imbecile.”

— gohan

🖇️

base

“we haven’t trained in a while, huh gohan? i’m excited to see you in action again!”

“hope you’re ready, cause i’ve gotten better too!”

super saiyan

“think you can handle this? cause im not going easy.”

“yeah, yeah, whatever!”

beast

“you know, this honestly scares me a little.”

“heh.. i don’t exactly plan on being easy with you.

future

“gohan.. y-you’re alive?”

“y/n? of course i’m alive, why’s that?”

— goten

“heh, get ready, goten! cause i’m not gonna hold back on you, little bro!”

“you better not, i-i wanna see how strong you’ve gotten!”

🖇️

a/n: my hands have gone through hell already 😭 so you guys BETTER like have this

anyway, love u guys byeee 🩹🤍

[thesongoffalsity]

stopping by (platonic!gohan x black!gn!reader) TW: none

"a break from my work? sure!" after cell max

it had been a few weeks, no say two months since cell max was exterminated. you were more motivated than ever now that your beloved goddaughter pan was kidnapped under piccolo's supervision. actually can you even say he was watching her if she slipped away that easily? whatever. the point is you need to do something those annoying z fighters always were doing...train. right, you were just an independent fighter who had participated in the tenkachi boudakai and was embarrassingly demolished by son goku. thus you were inclined to learn more about the strange alien's life which brought you to becoming a close friend to videl; gohan's wife who ironically is goku's son. normally you would go train with videl before she had pan, but after...that's an entirely different story. here you were in the rather big house the half saiyan half human owned, and there you saw him taking out a healthy snack from the fridge. that is...everything in the fridge. "oh hey, [...]! videl's out today...and pan's with piccolo." gohan chirped before starting on making a gnarly sandwich consisting of the most bizarre ingredients. "hah...yeah i know. the front door was unlocked and videl doesn't...let that happen." you sheepishly chattered, rubbing the back of your neck. gohan paused his ministrations and put his hand under his chin.

"really? i forgot about the door!" a cheeky grin spread across the saiyan's features at his incompetense. god. foolishness was just apart of the bloodline. silence soon engulfed the space between you two, and soon you found yourself sitting across from the dining table staring at gohan who was staring back at your with a smile. not even a few minutes pass before he decided to choke down the skyscraper sandwich he fixed together. "ugh...i mean...since videl isn't here...want to train with me? your dad says you've been slouching lately with your...nerd stuff." you bluntly spat, crossing your arms. "sure! ever since pan was kidnapped i kind of felt like i need to get stronger. hah...especially since my mom chewed me out over it." you shook your head with an amused grin, chi chi was a stickler about her granddaughter's safety... the very second gohan finished with his sandwich you immediately took to the door and he followed after you.

"so what kinda training were you looking to do? go into the time chamber..." though immediately at that suggestion you grunted. the last time you went in there you felt you were going to die.

"let's just spar." you said with a smile.

gohan paused and readjusted himself before smacking his chest with a closed fist, "you're on, [...]!"

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author's note: haha i didnt include a fight scene. . . but i didnt want this to be in my drafts for more than a week since i started this (its been more than a week.) im trying to pump out atleast one fic a week...next i'll do splatoon perhaps...i dunno. really bummed to not see angst/fluff fics for the bleach fandom though but i guess ill do it myself ^^

© thesongoffalsity

[rose-riot-johnson]

News... I have finally decided to write about a particular character from the Dragon Ball series, which is Gohan, obviously😃👍I really figured I'd figure out on what his adulthood would be like, if either he was never with Videl or he was divorced and my motivation with doing so, is that I really wanted to find a way to write a fanfic about him without writing any fanfic ideas that will paint him in a bad light (especially if it's not my intention to do) pertaining with pairing him with the reader🤔💡As for the reader I do think the reader will have the author role or the role of someone who has ever thought of being an author💡📖✍️👩‍💻

👩‍💻📗🟠Since They're Not Going To Publish Your Story I Will Take You To Someone Who Will🟠📗👩‍💻(Gohan x Female Reader)

Genres: Comfort

You've been in a relationship with Gohan for a few years since, (up to the reader's imagination on when your relationship with him started and the situation (good or bad or both or neither) that led to you going out with him in the first place). Aside from your other income (up to reader's imagination pertaining the reader's income), you also have a passion for writing, especially with writing your own book and to find a publisher to publish your own book one day, regardless if it's paperback or digital (and/or online). With your passion for writing a book about (up to reader's imagination on what type of book the reader's working on), Gohan is excited to hear about it, considering that he does enjoy reading, especially comic books.

One day, you came home from a publisher, with tears in your eyes, as if you're worried about having a difficult time talking. Gohan noticed that you were feeling down, as he asked, "Is there something wrong, (female reader name)? And how was talking to the company that's supposed to publish the book you were working on?". You hesitated to talk at first, however you know you're hurting inside as not talking made you feel worse.

You broke down in tears, as you stated, "Today has just turned out to be a horrible day for me... The people who work inside of the company that I was going to have my book published through rejected the book I have written... They said that no one would want to read my garbage story, because they felt I shouldn't be an author due to how I written my story inside the book... They claim that this would be the worst book anyone would had ever read, said other horrible stuff about my book, then claimed no one's going to publish any of my books, claiming I should just give up being an author, while saying I suck at it to the point that I should forget about getting this book of mine or any stories, published! So, I'm just giving up!", as you started to sob. Gohan then went to hug you, with your head on his chest, as he responded, "No need to give up, hun... You just need to gather your thoughts and keep climbing... I get it wasn't a good day for you and you're under alot of stress, darling... I will let you lay down and take a nap... I'm reading your book to see why the people who are supposed to publish your book, refuse to publish your story... I will be back, precious...", before kissing your forehead, to let you lay on the bed you share with him, while he reads your story. He just knew something wasn't adding up about the publishers refusing to publish your story.

After Gohan finished reading the book you worked on, he watched you sleep, considering that he didn't want to wake you up. Once you woke up from your nap, he went on the bed to hold you, as he explained, "I finished reading your story and I wanted to makesure you wake up on your own to tell you this... Some of the things these people were saying are just uncalled for... Seems to me like these publishers are too judgemental and overly critical towards you based on how you have written your story for your book... They're far from constructive... I feel these people who refused to publish your story like to say things that are unsolicited statements... They're belittling you... Your book might need a little work... I just honestly think that your book isn't as bad, as they're making it out to be and your first book would have been an amazing book for reader's to read... I'm sure some people would read it... Tomorrow, I will take you to someone who might publish your story... It's not usually her thing to do... My dad (Goku) has told me this rumor that she might start publishing books...". "Okay, Gohan... I trust you...", you replied, while he's still holding you.

The next day, Gohan took you to Capsule Corporation to see about getting your book published here. "I thought Capsule Corporation isn't about publishing books, Gohan... I thought you were taking me to someone who might publish my story...", you commented, giving Gohan a confused look on your face. He responded, "I am, (female reader name)... This is why I took you to Capsule Corporation... And considering that Bulma is the founder of Capsule Corporation, an engineer, a scientist, and an inventor, she might actually start publishing books, according to my father... This is why I took you there, hun...".

Bulma then cheered, "Hello, Gohan and (female reader name)! What brings the both of you here?". Gohan then explained to Bulma about hearing a rumor pertaining the possibility of her possibly publishing books, as she confirmed that she is before she became curious, if there's any particular reason why he's interested to know. This was when Both you and Gohan explained a very long story about the people rejecting your story and their critical and judgemental reasons why they refused to publish your book. Bulma became mad when both you and Gohan mentioned about the name of publishing company who rejected your book.

Bulma remarked, "Oh I have heard of this publication company that you've mentioned to me about! I actually had a few incidents with those jerks before! And now they rejected your story over this!", before she vowed, "Don't worry, (female reader name)... They will be sorry for rejecting your book like that... I will see it through that your book will get published, since this is for you... I won't publish just for anyone... You're just one if those people I will publish for... I am definitely going to publish right away, since these people in the (publishing company name up to the reader's imagination), did you dirty, especially the evil boss there!", showing her devilish smile. You weren't sure how to take her devilish smile, however you were relieved that you've managed to finally find someone who's willing to publish your very first story. "See, (female reader name)? Everything is going to work out now... I knew there was someone who would publish your story...", Gohan happily said.

In the matter of days and weeks of getting your story published, you managed to get millions of copies of your published book sold. Gohan (and Bulma) celebrate your success of your published story. There are even fans and critics alike who said plenty of good things about your book and there's a critic who even said you have a bright future ahead of you, the way you gave written your story and would want to see you write more stories in the future.

As for the publishing company who rejected your story a while ago, the truth somehow came to many people, including your fans and critics to the point where the publishing company tried pleading to you about publishing the next book you make, as they admitted they were wrong for rejecting your book, considering they know about your success. Your response to the publishing company is, "You shouldn't have rejected my first book in the first place, you jerks... Since I've found someone who's willing to publish my story, you can shove it! It's a blessing in disguise that I never had you as my publisher to begin with! No thanks to you toxic people, however thanks to my boyfriend Gohan, right with my good friend Bulma, who is the founder of Capsule Corporation and also my publisher, I never gave up! You can stay where you are now, while I can keep going up without you! Good bye!". Not too long after that (publishing company name up to reader's imagination) ended up going out of business before they could even decide to file for bankruptcy.

While Bulma is still publishing your first book, while publishing more of your books after that, Gohan has also been praising on how proud he is of you for never giving up on being an author and telling the now former publishing company off. Gohan (and Bulma both) enjoy seeing you succeed in your dreams. He was definitely right to tell you don't need to give up, which was the best advice you had ever followed and listening to Gohan were also the best decisions you had ever made.

🟠👩‍💻The📗End👩‍💻🟠

I hope you enjoyed this fanfic my Tumblr Peeps😁👍Honestly aside from Trunks and Piccolo, Gohan was also 1 of the characters I was thinking about writing about 1st, however I'm very glad I did write about every character from the Dragon Ball series that I have written about and I really had fun writing all of the fanfics pertaining them, especially Gohan😃👍Character wise I honestly admire Gohan and I'm really reliving that part of me, considering that I found him very cool😁👍It really makes me happy to write a fanfic about him and I honestly wouldn't mind writing another fanfic about him, honestly😃👍 I'm just always fond of him, even since when I was a kid🟠🧸😁👍

[actuallysaiyan]

Ooo prompt fun. #8? 👉🏼👈🏼 You know how I love my mean Gohan.

Hope you’ve been doing well! ❤️❤️❤️

warnings: office sex, vaginal fingering, spanking, a bit of power play, dominance, unprotected sex

He has you bent over his desk, furious about how you’re just being such a brat right now. You’ve been testing his patience for hours now, coming in here while he was trying to grade papers. You made a jab at him working so hard so he must not be getting laid, and that’s the straw that broke the camel's back. 

With his strength, Gohan so easily pushed you down onto the desk. With your cute ass exposed with that damn short skirt hiking up your thighs, he smirks at the way you’re whining. You knew what you were doing when you came in here looking like that.

“Your panties are soaked,” he grunts in your ear. “I think maybe you get turned on by me manhandling you,”

You let out another whine. “What do you know? You don’t get laid enough to understand what turns on a woman.”

Gohan laughs sarcastically, pulling your panties down in a swift movement. His hand swats at one ass cheek, making you squirm and cry out his name. Another slap to your ass has you whimpering. Gohan lets his fingers slip against your folds, collecting the juices that have dripped out.

“Oh I can really tell this is turning you on. What was it that you said? I’m too pent up to know what it takes to turn on a woman?”

His voice is so husky and hoarse as he continues to spank your ass and tease you for being so needy. The way you arch your back with every slap to your bottom lets Gohan know exactly how rough you like it. He pushes your skirt up over your hips completely and sucks on two of his fingers. You whimper as he pushes them into your cunt, stretching you out.

“Ahh be quiet,” he swats at your ass with his free hand. “I gotta open you up for my cock, you silly girl.”

Your hips wiggle in anticipation for another spank. Gohan pumps his fingers deep into your sopping wet pussy. You keep squirming on top of the desk, practically fucking yourself on his thick fingers. He pulls them from you, shoving them into your mouth. A pitiful whine rumbles through your chest.

“Come on, suck those sweet juices. Don’t be a brat.”

He spanks you once more, making sure to rub your labia as he reaches down to play with your clit. Your legs shake as he begins slapping your pussy, making you dribble even more than before. You don’t quite notice the sound of him unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants. Then you feel the tip of his thick cock pressing against your entrance.

“You’re so wet for me, it’ll be no problem slipping inside of you.”

You cry out when he slams himself into you. Gohan starts pistoning into you, his hands soothing up your back and tangling his fingers into your hair to tug on it. He leans down to kiss your cheek while he thrusts so deep inside of you. You let out pathetic whines, begging him to slow down.

“Stop whining! You begged for this!”

dividers by: @adornedwithlight

Send me a prompt and character and I'll write you a short Drabble!

[bones4thecats]

Hi, I would like to request Goku, Bardock, and Gohan play fighting with their child/children if that’s ok?

The Saiyans Play-Fighting w/ their Kids

Characters: Son Goku, Bardock, and Son Gohan Requester: @crispy-qw A/N: I drank an entire bottle of water writing this. I'm pretty sure I mentally sobbed writing all this fluff... ⚠️ Spoilers/Trigger Warnings for: Pure tear-jerking fluff ⚠️

Disclaimer: The timeline in Bardock's part is diverse from the canon

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╚═════ Son Goku ══════════════════════════════╝

🍜 When you found out you were pregnant, Goku was very happy. Ever since he heard stories from ChiChi about how her father raised her when they were younger, he just wanted that bond with someone

🍜 It was at the time your oldest boy, Gohan, was born that Goku's nerves all calmed down. While he was nervous that someone would come down and harm his family, these nerves just got pushed away in favor of spending time with you and his boy

🍜 Goku is an amazing father, no doubt. And this is always proven when he would play fight with his two boys. Gohan would normally spend his time reading and learning while Goten, your second, would want to train with his dad and Uncle Piccolo

🍜 That day in particular, you had come home from a check-up with Bulma, who was making sure your third-baby, an unnamed girl, was doing well in your womb. You had just closed your door when you heard the sound of cheers coming from your backyard

🍜 Walking outside once again, you saw your husband and two sons messing around. They certainly weren't using their full strength as they messed around. Goku would mainly wrestle them in the air as they tried escaping his grasp, testing their physical strength

🍜 You smiled as the boys played around. It was always nice to see the three of them bond, especially since in nine weeks you would be delivering the second girl of the family. They needed to get their manliness out sooner rather than later

🍜 While you would normally sit down and watch them play, you needed to get some sleep, spending over an hour around Vegeta, Bulma, and Trunks could get exhausting for a woman after all... especially when Vegeta was being held down because he was sick

🍜 As you closed the backdoor behind you, you could hear the three boys laughing together along with a crash of them landing on the ground. This was the family you always dreamed of having. Thank Kami you got it

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╚═════ Bardock ═══════════════════════════════╝

🛡️ Bardock and you always knew you wanted children, but as you were both warriors, this had to be held back for a while. And when you guys finally settled down, you had your two boys, Raditz and Kakarot

🛡️ Raditz was far more into being a warrior than Kakarot, as he would be out wrestling with other Saiyans while your younger would train by himself, only being joined by a select few of other Saiyans he considered to be friends

🛡️ Due to the power your husband sensed in them, he began to train his sons very diligently. Almost always helping them outside while you would mainly stayed inside and would handle more medical-related topics, almost always being called away to treat some Saiyan warriors who's pride went to their head

🛡️ You were called away the same day that Kakarot and Raditz were home from training with the army. Bardock had been with them due to an injury that came to his legs during a battle, leaving him to be home-ridden for a few days

🛡️ When you finally arrived home from handling almost fourteen whole teams of warrior's injuries, you could hear laughing and smashes coming from behind your home, leading you to laying your supplies down and walking out to find your family of boys training together

🛡️ Well, training isn't the best word. They were more tackling and wrestling one another. And it was so cute for you to watch after seeing so many grizzly injuries on your people from fights planets away

🛡️ Bardock eventually excused himself from his sons, telling them to keep up their skills. He then turned from his bickering children to his wife, whom stood there as her tail swayed gently in adoration at their actions together

"Welcome home, Y/N."

"It's good to see you bonding with the boys, Bardock."

"I know. I'm enjoying this time with them."

"You better. I did not spend so much time helping create them for you to not like them." You said.

"Don't worry, I don't just like them. I love them, they're the best sons a Saiyan could ask for."

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╚═════ Son Gohan ═════════════════════════════╝

📚 Because Gohan's job took up a lot of his time, he couldn't always be around as much as he wanted to be. But whenever he did have free time, he would grab you from behind and cuddle with you, relaxing and talking about whatever's been going on in your personal lives

📚 But, after you gave birth to your daughter, Pan, Gohan had been trying to be around her more. It was difficult, but he did succeed at bonding with her most of the time

📚 You could not be more happy than to watch her bond with both her father and the man he considered to be a part of your family, that being your Namekian-ally, Piccolo

📚 Just watching as Piccolo trained her was nice, but seeing your husband take some time off to help with his daughter's development was just better in your opinion. Witnessing the closeness that your family had, no matter is blood relation was involved, was beyond wondrous

📚 One lovely day, your mother-in-law, ChiChi, had wanted to spend some time with you, to which you agreed and called up Piccolo, asking if he could babysit Pan while you left and Gohan was working. The Namekian agreed and said he'd arrive shortly, allowing you to get ready and leave

📚 You spent around two hours with your in-laws before you left, missing your daughter and husband dearly. Stepping in the backyard, you were shocked to see Gohan in his old uniform, trying to teach Pan how to throw a punch gently. He always said he hated fighting while you were together, but he did love his daughter, so maybe his love for her surpassed that

📚 Walking up and sitting beside Piccolo as he watched the two human-Saiyan hybrids, you asked how long they had been doing this and what he did to get Gohan out of his office

"Just Pan's baby-eyes did the trick. They've been doing this for around 20 minutes, Gohan's been teaching her simple fighting moves. Kicking, punching, even slapping... don't know why the last one though."

"Eh, you never know." You giggled.

📚 Piccolo smiled as Gohan tried teaching Pan to fly, resulting in her falling on her butt and him panicking and looking for any kind of wound on her body. You sometimes wonder if you married a hypochondriac

[mikyapixie]

𝑅𝑒𝓈𝓅𝑒𝒸𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝑜𝓂𝒶𝓃 𝓌𝒽𝑜 𝓋𝑜𝒾𝒸𝑒𝒹 𝒢𝑜𝓀𝓊 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓅𝒶𝓈𝓉 𝟦𝟢 𝓎𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓈!!! 𝐻𝒶𝓅𝓅𝓎 𝐵𝒾𝓇𝓉𝒽𝒹𝒶𝓎!!!

[witchofcustom]

Saving The Girl (Great Saiyaman (Son Gohan) x Reader)

Summary: After being saved by the mysterious Great Saiyaman, you wanted to repay him. He knew the perfect way to do so.

CW: Very minor mentions of violence at the start, NSFW

Word Count: 1.2k

A/N: I’m in my “I actually feel like writing for once” phase that happens like once a year. The idea for this one has been at the back of my head for a while.

Two men had been holding you at gunpoint, demanding you to hand over your capsules and money. However, before you could do so, a man swooped in, kicking the guns out of the men’s hands and catching you in the process.

He was wearing a green suit with a red cape, along with a helmet. It felt almost like a childishly stereotypical depiction of a superhero, but there wasn’t any time to complain.

“You two better not do anything like this again! Or The Great Saiyaman will come to uphold justice once more!” The man says before striking a pose. His voice sounded familiar, but you weren’t sure from where. Before the two men could retaliate further, Saiyaman picked you up bridal style and flew off, taking you somewhere safe and secluded.

“T-Thank you so much mister! You saved my life!”

“It’s no problem. That’s just the job of a hero such as myself.”

“Is there any way I can repay you? I don’t have much money but…”

“Don’t worry. I do this for the sake of justice. I have no need for payment!”

“I’d feel bad if I don’t though…”

Your teary eyes and innocent face made Saiyaman’s heart skip a beat. He could feel his pants tightening and blush developing on his face. He was thankful that he was wearing his helmet so you wouldn’t notice.

“W-Well… I do know a way you can repay me… But we’ll have to go back to your place first!”

You agreed, not noticing the chuckle from Saiyaman as he grabbed you and flew to your place.

“Um… If you don’t mind me asking… How do you know where I live…? The last person around your age who came over to my place was a classmate who was helping me with a school project.”

“O-Oh don’t worry citizen! I once fought off a villain near this house and remember seeing you!”

You weren’t sure if you completely believed him, especially as you could tell his super hero persona was starting to slip up, but you were curious as to what he would do, so you didn’t say anything. Not to mention, on closer inspection you could tell how attractive he was. Despite the dorky outfit, his body was very well toned and sexy.

“My parents aren’t home right now, is that okay?” You said while unlocking the front door.

“That’s no problem at all.”

You took him to your room, sitting down on your bed. You talked with him a bit about things like school, hobbies, and the like. You brought up one of your best friends at school, Son Gohan, and how he’s the only other boy your age who’s been in your room. Saiyaman couldn’t handle holding back much longer and kissed you on the lips. It was a long and passionate kiss. Saiyaman had very soft lips, but there was also a sense of roughness as he grabbed your left breast.

“Well citizen, are you willing to repay me?”

You nodded enthusiastically. Even if you weren’t sure where this would go, you didn’t want to risk losing an encounter with such an attractive man.

Saiyaman began to remove his pants and then underwear. His cock sprung free, already leaking some precum. He was very embarrassed, he’d never done anything like this before. He began to wonder if what he was doing was wrong, but after seeing you undress, he knew he had to go through with it.

He began to play with your pussy, mainly rubbing your clitorus. You began to moan from such pleasure. This made Saiyaman get even more turned on. Your voice was the cutest he had ever heard, and he never imagined he would be in a situation like this. He then stuck two fingers into you, eliciting an even cuter moan. You thought he would have taken his gloves off, but the silky feeling of them on the inside of your vagina made it feel all the better.

“I-I’m sorry Great Saiyaman… I’ve never done anything like this before…”

“Don’t worry citizen, I’ll treat you right! You’re doing great.”

Saiyaman kept fingering you with one hand and rubbing your clit with the other. His gloves were soaked. He wanted nothing more than to take his helmet off and devour your juices, but he didn’t want to risk exposing his identity. If only he wore his sunglasses and turban…

“Well citizen, it’s time for the main course! Are you ready?”

You nodded enthusiastically. Saiyaman took a gulp and lined up his penis with your vagina. You just now fully realized just how big it was. You were excited but also a bit nervous.

“Alright citizen, it’s for me to take your repayment!”

He then thrusts into you. You didn’t expect such fast movements from the man who had just been so soft. But you weren’t complaining at all. He was so rough and animalistic.

As Saiyaman grew closer to climaxing, he started to think of all kinds of things. It was like something awoke within him. Things such as biting you or tying you up. But he quickly pushed these thoughts away. He’s a hero after all!

“Are you about to cum, citizen?”

“Y-Yes Saiyaman… I am!”

“Let’s release together then!”

He picked up the pace of his thrusts, as the two of you reached climax together. He was too engrossed in the throes of pleasure that he forgot to pull out. The idea of you becoming pregnant with his baby, someone you thought you didn’t even know, was really appealing to him however. He wanted to keep his cock inside of you for much longer, but he knew he had to go.

Eventually he did pull out and helped clean you up. He treated you with such care.

“Um… If you’d like to stay the night you can… Saiyaman…”

“That is an appealing offer, however I have to uphold justice, and bad guys could be roaming the streets at any time!” He said as he began to put his clothes back on. He could still smell your scent from his gloves and it made him want to do everything all over again.

“However citizen if you are ever in trouble, call for Great Saiyaman, vanquisher of evil and ally of justice, and I will be there to save you!” He said while striking a pose.

You laughed before saying, “Well if I can repay you in ways like this then maybe I should get into trouble again~”

Your flirting made Saiyaman almost lose his cool, and he quickly gave his goodbyes and flew off.

He returned home rather late, which made his mother quite angry. He was quite worried that she would find out about what he did, but thankfully he wasn’t caught.

The next day at school some people were talking about the Great Saiyaman, most insulting him for his outfit and mannerisms. You, however, stuck up for him, saying how he’s a true hero.

“You agree that Great Saiyaman is amazing, right Gohan?”

Your classmate, and best friend, Son Gohan, nodded. He had been acting odd all day. His face had been red and he had been looking away from you.

“Y-Yeah I guess…”