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Commission progress for @gogetaonsteroids art giveaway prize!
This is the first time I'm drawing someone's OC 🥹🥹 Thank you for allowing me to draw her 🙌
The sketch it done ✅
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Sorry for the broken english 🥗🥤
#nonsharing#db oc#dbz#dbz fanart#dbz oc#bulma#dbz vegeta#dragon ball#dragon ball fanart#dragon ball super#selfinsert#vegeta selfship#Vegeta's gf#oc x canon#selfinsert x canon#vegeta x oc#my art#vegesoda#🥗🥤🩷#delulu is the solulu
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Imagine this
Imagine Vegeta using you as a hostage to escape earth during the saiyan saga.
He forces you into his space pod, gripping your waist. His strength is phenomenal even as he is seemingly dying. He closes the pod as your friends are forced to let you go as they are bruised and beaten too. You know that Goku will find a way to save you eventually. He presses some buttons and the pod takes off.
There's hardly any room in the pod so you are forced to sit on the ground between his thighs. His muscular thighs that can crush your skull. He’s covered in sweat and blood, and his chest is heaving as he writhes in pain struggling to attach the medical devices in the pod to his beaten and bruised body.
You stay quiet as you watch him, shivering from the cold and your nerves.
Who is this man that just kidnaped you, and where are you going?
#vegeta#vegeta smut#imagines#snippet#future writing plans#future fanfic#vegeta x oc#vegeta fanfic snippet#space pod#space#smut#fanfic#fanfiction#drabble#dbz#dragonball#dragonball z#dragonball z smut#dbz smut#goku#vegeta x reader#hostage#thighs
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Xenoverse!Mizune is a bit... silly
Tbf she is just me on how I play and comment on Xenoverse 2
#dbz#dragon ball#db fanart#dbz fanart#vegeta x oc#oc x canon#dragon ball xenoverse 2#xenoverse oc#dbz xenoverse#her being besties with trunks is just extremely funny to me#like she is so chaotic#and he is... well himself
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PLANETARY
Chapter Two
word count: 1480
warnings: mild gore, not canon compliant
At first, I suspected I had put in the wrong planet coordinates. What other reason would there be for a Namekian to stand before me? I quickly rationalized that not to be the case, though, upon further inspection of my surroundings. It was dark out- something that did not happen on Namek. I deduced that I was, in fact, on the planet Earth; though for some odd reason, there happened to be a Namekian here.
Perhaps I was quiet for too long, as the large Namek scowled deeper- if that was even possible. He turned towards me, raising his hand and producing an energy ball, aiming it directly at me. Suddenly, my scouter went haywire, reading numbers as high as I could only ever dream of seeing, before abruptly exploding, shooting off into a million pieces. To say I was stunned would have been an understatement- this species was always said to be one of the weaker beings in the universe. Then again, the same was said about the Ardrians.
“Listen, I haven't got all night. I know you’re one of Frieza’s soldiers. Didn’t anyone tell you he was dead? Or are you here to seek retribution?” He sneered, “Your kind isn’t welcome here. I’m giving you a chance to leave now, or face the consequences.” He threatened, looking me up and down. Perhaps changing into my old armor from when I had first landed on Ardro wasn’t the best idea- after all, it did look almost exactly like the kind used in the Frieza force, besides the colors and the sigil on my breastplate. The armor itself was in tatters, though, after decades of use. Even he could see that- perhaps he thought I was on a suicide mission, desperate to avenge my great leader, Frieza. The thought made me shudder. As if.
“I’m not here to get revenge for Frieza,” I told the man, carefully picking my words so as to not aggravate him further. “Quite the opposite, actually. I… heard word not too long ago that Frieza was dead. Killed by a Saiyan…” I trailed off, averting my eyes. Surely even this Namekian understood, I was here to be reunited with my own kind. For decades, I had been alone, stranded on Ardro.
“Yeah, right. Four years ago.” He grumbled, clearly pissed. “Listen, I gave you a warning. If you’re not going to take it, fine. Suit yourself.”
With that, I was hit square in the chest with the energy blast he had been charging. As I got knocked back, it seemed he had transported to me in an instant, repeatedly striking punches to my abdomen and face, my already torn and half rotted armor doing nothing to help me. He blasted a stronger blast into my stomach, a smug smirk on his face. That was, until, the blast seemed to go through me, sending me backwards a couple dozen feet. As I flew backwards, I swore I could have seen his smirk fall. Perhaps a look of realization that I didn’t even fight back. At this point, blood seeped from the wounds on my face and abdomen, though something felt wrong. For the first time since I was a teen, I felt pain. Pain that made me want to scream out and kill whoever had done this to me. A hand reached to my stomach, feeling for the damage that had been done. To my horror, and perhaps the Namekians as well, my hand went deep- too deep- before I felt anything. I drew my hand away, shaking, only to see it covered in blood and melted flesh.
For a moment, I stared in shock. Without a regenerative tank- the kind Frieza’s galactic empire had on their ships and planetary stations- there was no way for me to survive this. I coughed, cascades of blood rushing from my mouth onto the ground and everywhere around me.
Through the cough, I started to laugh. Of course, something as ridiculous and naive as this would take me out. At least I would die in battle, I thought to myself. Better than dying on some desolate planet.
The footsteps of the large man drew me from my thoughts, looking up only to lock eyes with him. For the first time in this entire encounter, I could not read his expression. His arms were crossed over his chest, cape billowing in the nightly wind. He was silent for a long moment, perhaps arguing with himself over what to say. Finally, just as he was about to say something, he seemed to take notice of something he hadn't previously. It was at this point that I could, deductively, read his expression- though it was only for a second before he was once again expressionless.
There was another long pause, and another blood-spattering cough from me, before he finally spoke. “You have a tail.” I stared at him, confusion written in my features. “Of course… I have a tail…” Another coughing fit overtook me, interrupting my reply. “As far as I am aware, all Saiyans on Vegetasei did…” I wheezed, breathing becoming harder to execute, the pain in my abdomen making me dizzy. It was clear to me, having been the witness to many deaths that were by my own hand, that I was on death's door. Perhaps, in Hell, I would be lucky enough to reunite with my team. Nezza, Taro… perhaps even the prince himself, if I was lucky.
It was around this point that the Namekian looked up, turning his head behind him. “I wondered how long it would take you to show up.” He grumbled out, and at first through my daze, I thought he had been talking to me. It didn't take long for me to realize that wasn't the case though, as I heard another man's voice. Although I was out of it by this point, my body still seemed to be on high alert, aware of its surroundings. As I heard the man come closer, my tail- which was no longer around my waist, but stretched out alongside me- seemed to have some type of piloerection effect.
“Hey Piccolo! Sorry, Chi-Chi wouldn’t let me leave at first. And, you seemed to have it handled, so…” His voice trailed off, coming to a stop just out of my line of sight. “I came as soon as I could when I felt their power level fading… It didn't seem like they put up any fight. Guess curiosity got the best of me.” The man let out a laugh that was more of a giggle, or chuckle, than actual laugh.
“That would be because she didn’t.” The Namek, whom I had learned was named Piccolo, said with a huff. “I thought at first she was just another Frieza fanatic, here to get revenge. However…” He trailed off, and seemed to gesture towards my tail.
‘Woah! Is that a tail?” The other man asked, looming over me. At this point through blood loss or just the fact I was mere moments from death, my vision was too blurry to make out any details of the man. I could tell he was taller than me, wearing orange, and had dark hair, though anything further than that was a lost cause. “Yes, now listen. What is your plan here? She’s almost dead, as is. Should I finish the job, or have her healed? She’s wearing the same armor that Frieza’s men wore. I’m not sure if she can be trusted.”
There was a brief pause before the other, shorter man responded. “I’ll bring her to Bulma, see what she can do. I don't think she would be able to do much harm, Piccolo. I mean, you beat her with ease.” There was an annoyed grunt from Piccolo at this.
Slowly, my consciousness started to fade. If you're going to heal me, then do it, I thought bitterly. I would rather die on the battlefield than have them mess around, trying to heal me and end up killing me that way. That was no way for a Saiyan to die.
“It would feel wrong to kill a Saiyan, too. She hasn’t exactly done anything wrong. I'm sure you would feel the same way if you were in my shoes, Piccolo. And, besides, ‘Geta never mentioned any other Saiyans besides the ones we knew of. So, I think he’d have my hide if he knew I let you kill one.” Another odd half giggle, half laugh came from the man. “Right.” Was all Piccolo had to say before he stepped back, letting the other man pick up the female Saiyan bridal style. A startled, pained scream escaped me, until finally the pain became too much to handle. Before I lost consciousness, however, I heard the man say-
“Don’t worry, you'll be fixed up in no time. Then we can talk, saiyan to saiyan.”
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Vegeta rizzing Goku up on their first meeting (they’re gonna beat each other up)
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#vegeta#son goku#kakavege#fanart#dbz oc#art#your honor I love them#dragon ball#dragon ball z#vegeta x goku#DBZ FANDOM INTERACT CHALLANGE
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Chrono Heart (Future Trunks X Black!OC)
*I DO NOT OWN/CLAIM TO OWN ANYTHING IN RELATION TO DBZ. I ONLY CLAIM THE ORIGINAL STORY IDEA AND BLACK!OC IN THIS STORY!*
Chapter 1: The Relic and the Reawakening
The remnants of Dr. Gero’s lab were a graveyard of twisted metal and shattered dreams, a monument to the hubris of a man who played god with circuits and steel. Hidden beneath this forsaken ruin, a capsule hissed open, and from its depths, a figure emerged—Axa. With skin like polished ebony, eyes that shimmered with the golden light of a thousand captured stars, and hair that cascaded down in an untamed torrent, she was a sight to behold—beauty crafted by ambition, innocence shaped by design.
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She stood, hesitantly, in the dim light of her metallic tomb, a stark contrast to the vividness of her form. Her limbs moved with an elegance that was almost haunting, yet her expression held the innocence of a child looking out upon the world for the first time.
Unbidden, Axa's body propelled her through the labyrinth of the city, every calculation in her head leading her to an encounter she did not understand. It was as if an invisible hand guided her to a serene park, where the familiar silhouette of Android 18 stood, lost in the simplicity of feeding ducks at the pond—a moment of peace in a life so often marked by conflict.
Axa’s presence cast a shadow over the tranquility, and 18 turned, her eyes widening in shock and recognition. "Axa? Is it really you?" she gasped, the breadcrumbs slipping from her fingers.
Their reunion was explosive—a symphony of fists and flashes of shared history. As they sparred, 18, amidst parries and takedowns, called out to the essence of the girl she once knew.
"Remember when we sparred with 16 in the orchard, the cherry blossoms falling around us like snow?" she grunted, dodging a swift punch. "Or the time we snuck into the city, 17 dared us to ride the rollercoaster and you laughed until you cried?"
Each word struck Axa deeper than any physical blow could, unlocking the sealed doors of her memory. "And that night, the four of us lay in the grass, making shapes out of stars, dreaming of freedom," 18 continued, her voice laced with nostalgia, even as she blocked a kick. "But then you were gone. Gero said you were defective, but you were just... you were just Axa. You were just a little girl, and I... we, I should have done something."
Tears spilled from Axa's eyes, liquid diamonds trailing down her face, an alien sensation that stopped her cold. Her hands came up to her face, fingers trembling as she touched the moisture with wonder. "What... what is this?" she whispered, her voice breaking.
"It's crying, Axa," 18 replied with a bittersweet chuckle, the fight draining from her. "It happens when you're sad... or happy... or even when you laugh so hard, you can't stop. It means you're alive."
Axa's golden gaze, now dulled by confusion and sorrow, met 18's. "I don't... I don't understand," she said, a lost child wrapped in the shell of a machine.
"I know," 18 said, stepping forward to wrap an arm around her. "I forgot to search for you when I found my own life. But now I’m here, and I'll help you. Let me show you the life I've built. You’ll fit right in. Krillin, my husband, Marron, our daughter—they'll love you."
The promise of a family warmed something inside Axa, a spark of belonging that she didn't know she needed.
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The scene shifted to the familial home, where the spark was met with a torrent of fear and misunderstanding.
The home that once held warmth and laughter was now a battlefield of words and emotions. The cozy living room, with its family photos and children's drawings, became the arena. Krillin's face was flushed with a mix of protective fear and incandescent rage. "18, how in the world could you think this was okay? Bringing her into our home without even a word to me?" His voice shook the very foundations of their sanctuary, a volume reserved for life-and-death battles, not familial disputes.
"You're not getting it, Krillin!" 18 shot back, her own voice a force to be reckoned with. "You think I can't see danger? I know danger. I've been danger. But she—" 18 jabbed a finger towards Axa, "—is just lost. We owe her this!"
Marron, with the blissful ignorance of childhood, had wandered over to Axa, offering a small stuffed dinosaur with a smile. "Do you wanna play with Mr. Dino?" she had asked, her voice a sing-song note in the dissonant symphony of the adults' conflict.
Krillin's eyes darted from Marron to Axa, and with a speed that betrayed his martial prowess, he scooped Marron into his arms. "Marron, sweetie, why don't you go play in your room, okay?" His words were gentle with his daughter, but when his gaze swung back to Axa, they were steel blades. "Stay away from her," he snapped at Axa. "We don't know you, what you're capable of—what if you're programmed to…to…"
His words trailed off, but the accusation hung heavily in the air, an invisible smog choking the room. Axa, who stood like a statue wrought from onyx, felt each word strike her. Her hands, which moments ago had explored the texture of the child's toy, now hung limply at her sides. The shine in her golden eyes dulled, a gloss of pain over the brightness.
"Krillin," 18's voice cracked like a whip, her anger transforming into something fierce and protective. "Listen to yourself! She’s not a threat! How can you judge her like this?"
The silence that followed was suffocating. Axa's soft, disbelieving sobs were the only sound, a heartbreaking melody that seemed to wrap around the room. She blinked rapidly, her human-like innocence clashing with her android perfection as she attempted to process the whirlwind of rejection and anger.
"I… I don't want to be a problem," Axa stammered out, her voice a mere whisper but slicing through the tension. "I didn't mean to cause trouble. I'm sorry."
Krillin, his face softening for a moment at Axa's words, struggled with the turmoil inside him. His duty to protect his family warring with the empathy he had learned from his wife. "18, I…," he started, but the words tangled, a mess of emotion and duty.
"No," 18 interrupted, her eyes glistening with unshed tears of frustration. "No, Krillin. She's not just some android. She's Axa. Remember that. She's not the past; she’s someone who needs us now."
In the quiet that followed, the trio stood, the balance of their world shifted, as they each considered the weight of what it meant to be family, to be human, or something akin to it. Axa, still caught in the eye of the storm, dared to hope for a harbor in this tempest—a place where she could anchor her heart.
The turmoil in the room reached a crescendo, a tidal wave of emotion that crashed over Axa with overwhelming force. As Krillin and Android 18's argument continued, Axa's mind began to fracture under the strain. She clutched at her temples, her golden eyes flickering erratically as memories—long suppressed—surged to the surface.
She was small again, diminutive and human, watching through the bars of a crib as giants in white coats and stern faces argued loudly above her. The cacophony of their voices was terrifying, a discordant symphony that crescendoed into an unbearable din. Words like "potential" and "failure" were thrown back and forth, volleying over her head like some high-stakes game she could not comprehend.
Her breath hitched, a robotic mimicry of a panic attack, and her body began to seize up. Her limbs locked in place, and the glow in her eyes sputtered like a dying star. "System… overload…" she managed to gasp out before collapsing like a puppet with its strings cut, her form going limp and unresponsive on the floor.
"18, we need to do something!" Krillin's voice was now tinged with fear for Axa, the protective instinct he felt for all living beings—especially those under his roof—kicking in.
18 knelt beside Axa, her fingers hovering over the android's inert body. Her heart, though not flesh and blood, ached with a mix of fear and protectiveness. "Dammit," she cursed softly, her usual composure fraying at the edges.
Krillin ran a hand through his hair, his eyes darting from his wife to the still figure on the floor. "Maybe… we should take her to see Bulma. She's dealt with… this kind of thing before."
Android 18's eyes narrowed at the suggestion. "Bulma has a good heart, but she's got that scientist's curiosity. She'll want to dissect every part of Axa's programming," she said, her voice a growl of resistance. "And Vegeta…" she trailed off, a scowl creasing her features at the thought of the Saiyan prince's unpredictable nature.
Krillin nodded slowly, understanding his wife's concerns. "We don't have to tell everyone, just Bulma. She'll know what to do," he insisted, his tone imploring. "Vegeta won't lay a finger on her—I'll deal with him if I have to."
The two locked eyes, a silent conversation passing between them. It was a gamble, but Axa needed help that they couldn't give. With a heavy heart, 18 agreed. "Fine. But we're not leaving her side. Not for a second."
Carefully, they gathered Axa's motionless form, her weight a testament to the gravity of their situation. Together, they stepped into the cool evening air, the weight of Axa's fate a heavy shroud upon their shoulders as they made their way to Capsule Corporation, and into the uncertain future that awaited them.
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More on Axa (Pronounced: Axe-e-ah or Ahh-x-ah)
*Apologies for inconsistent art styles. I utilized Art breeder. Unfortunately I don't see many resources to help create black!Ocs in consistent styles and diverse poses out there. If you know of any please let me know! As you continue reading the story imagine her in the DBZ art style. Thank you!*
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Everytime I start thinking that my Homelander redemption fic is absurd, I remind myself that Vegeta, who has done things 1.000 times worse, got his redemption and became a fan favorite. And this without once expressing remorse for what he did. Lmao, there is hope.
#my babygirl#homelander#antony starr#the boys#fine i'll create my own content#homelander fanfiction#the boys fanfic#homelander x oc#homelander x reader#homelander x you#homelander x muslim oc#homelander x arab oc#and we made you pairs#vegeta dragon ball#vegeta dbz#dragon ball z#lemme clarify#vegeta never r*ped anyone#but he did destroy hundreds of planets and ended entire civilizations for shits and giggles#so there's that
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Some new pieces this year
#art#fanart#oc art#original character#horses#drawing#traditional art#akira#kaneda#akira 1988#vegeta#dragon ball#dbz vegeta#wolverine#hugh jackman#logan howlett#james howlett#x men#charlie kelly#iasip#its always sunny in philadelphia
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DRAGONBALL MASTERLIST
CREDITS TO DISSKETCH ON TWITTER.
Where I write for various Dragonball characters. Some are non-canon / fan made. Others are canon.
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CHARACTERS
GOKU 🥕VEGETA 🥗 GOGETA 🥐 VEGITO 🔵🟠
GOHAN 📕
GOTEN 🥕 TRUNKS 🩳 GOTENKS 💜🖤
KALE🥬 CAULIFLA 🩷💜 KEFLA 💚🩷 CAULE 🥐💜
CABBA 🤍💙
BULMA 🧑🔬 CHICHI 🍜 BULCHI 🥐CHIMA 💃
ANDROID 17🤖
ANDROID 18🤖
ANDROID 21 💓
GOKU BLACK 🍵 ZAMASU 💍 FUSION ZAMASU
#dbz x oc#dbz x reader#dragon ball super x reader#goku x reader#vegeta x reader#gogeta x reader#vegito x reader#dbs x reader#dbs oneshots#dbz oneshots
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goku 💪👊 dragon ball
#goku#dragon ball#dragon ball z#piccolo#son goku#dragon ball super#goku black#goku x vegeta#goku x chichi#goku dbz#goku x reader#dbz#dragon ball fanart#dragon ball gt#dragon ball oc#anime#manga#sketchbook#drawing#sketch#fanart#artwork#charcoal#illustration#my draws#characterart#artists on tumblr
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Lineart for @gogetaonsteroids art giveaway prize
Yum!!!!
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I'm so in love with this little man
🥗🥤💕
#nonsharing#db oc#dbz#dbz fanart#dbz oc#bulma#dbz vegeta#dragon ball#dragon ball fanart#dragon ball super#selfinsert#vegeta selfship#Vegeta's gf#oc x canon#selfinsert x canon#vegeta x oc#my art#vegesoda#🥗🥤🩷#delulu is the solulu
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Okay, so a little Dragon Ball Au thing that I'm thinking up.
Premise: Instead of Nappa someone else is put in charge of Prince Vegeta. Enter you, Vegeta's older cousin that was put in charge of the little rascal.
You keep Tarble from getting sent away
When Planet Vegeta gets blown up you have to take care of three little Saiyans
You have to teach them about Saiyan things and keep them alive
Bonding sessions in Oozaru form T-T
Raditz being an angry little fella
You help Raditz train because he doesn't like being the weakest
Pacifist Tarble, who isn't shamed for not wanting to fight
Vegeta growing up with a role model that doesn't have Saiyan^TM toxicity
You adopt all three of them (BECAUSE I SAY SO!!!!!!!!!)
PARENTAL FIGURE READER
I've got some parts of this already written because I love this so much and it makes me really happy. I just adore the little baby Saiyans---THEY DESERVE SO MUCH BETTER!!!!!!!!!
Idk if I wanna make this one really long oneshot or actually make it a multi-chap fic
I have some fanart of a babes if ya'll wanna see it, I'll probably post it sometime later :)))
#ao3#fanfic#ao3 fanfic#fanfic idea#fanfic idea i'm working on#dbz#dbz vegeta#dbz goku#dragon ball#dragon ball z#dragon ball super#piccolo#dbz oc#son goku#dbz reader#reader#reader insert#x reader#?#possibly#Frieza#Frieza force#no y/n#because y/n needs to die#2nd pov is right there#2nd pov
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Working on a Saiyan insert story because i have the hots for Vegeta-
I wanted to make a very fun AU focusing on my inserts (Mizune) and Vegetas relationship growing very slowly. This is legit the most fun i have just to write Vegeta growing fond of someone but denying it himself and the other being oblivious to it until a single kind gesture from him makes her realise. Need to clarify the story is in an au where Planet Vegeta was not blown up and the Saiyans actively working against Frieza-
It’s cheesy but this is very self indulgent and I don’t care. Anyway, here’s mah girl
The golden streaks exist because i drew another saiyan with red streaks for a friend and like that idea if Mizune had them too, however them being natural (yes i am canon divergent, fuck you) since I am blonde irl and wanted to incorporate some parts of myself like my beauty-marks and hair. Mizu is just a bloodthirsty as any Saiyan but i maaaay have took it a bit literally but shhhhh I’ll explain soon
She has admiration for Vegetas strength so her main dream is working with him under his training (Which is where the story begins lol)
She gets tons of rumours because of her hair being called “The next Super Saiyan” or some shit like that. She was cast into infamy by just existing lol. She doesn’t believe the rumours to be true. However a certain prince is doubtful about this rumour 👀
I will write fics and/or comics about them. Here’s a sketch of their first time meeting in person!
Eeeeeeeee this is gonna be fun :D
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Things that are canon in the “Bride of the Destroyer” AU that aren’t in the Dragon Ball series
Pt. 2 Pt. 3
Note: This is gonna be a long one! Also, this isn't going to be in order. It's written down from what I remember and what's in the actual story so far. Some of the things mentioned here haven't been put in the story just yet, so please keep in mind that some things may change in the future.
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Beerus is married (the most obvious one) and has step kids with my oc, Brier.
Deities are capable of summoning creatures known as "daemons" as Familiars to help aide in their duties via a legally binding contract. The only known groups of deities who are known to practice this are the twelve Titan families from Brier's planet, Gardenia, hers included. This is typically done through a summoning ceremony.
Beerus has father-in-law issues with Arum, the Titan King, head of the Plantae family, and one of Brier's fathers. His relationship with Arum's husband and Brier's stepfather, Typhon II, is rather decent in comparison.
According to Whis, Beerus has once claimed that his wife Brier's beauty puts Heles, his fellow G.O.D., to shame.
Goku likes reading Spider-Man comics after his son Goten introduced them to him. Meanwhile, Vegeta enjoys the Invincible comics: Trunks was not the one to introduce him to it since he's a bit too young to read the comics and watch the show.
Vegeta secretly listens to Lady Gaga when working out.
Android #17 is married to Elena Corazón: an original character that is used for other fandoms such as the Spider-Verse trilogy and Delicious in Dungeon.
Vegeta's mother's name is Eschalot, which is what he wanted to name Bulla when she was born as a way to honor his mother: this obviously didn't go the way he planned, so he and Bulma compromised on making it their daughter's middle name.
Piccolo likes drinking fruit infused water that is served at parties.
Frieza is bisexual and/or polyamorous. He also starts a situationship with Montsechia (Monty), who is another antagonist for the Bride of the Destroyer AU.
Bulma made Vegeta, Goku, and Chi-Chi watch the Twilight films for a date night once: Goku and Chi-Chi thought the films were ok while Vegeta thought they were stupid.
Beerus has terrible and ineligible penmanship.
Vegeta often tells Goku about Saiyan culture after training.
The Grand Priest is married: his wife, Rosanna, is an OC that belongs to @aisururozu.
Whis is pansexual.
Cooler is part of this AU.
Kuriza will be part of the story in the near future.
Goku often brings Chi-Chi little souvenirs from his adventures: he once brought her a bouquet of rare flowers that she keeps in vase.
Piccolo will date Pan's teacher Janet in the future. He is also asexual and demiromantic.
According to Arum, he has a tattoo somewhere on his body. But whenever someone tries to ask him about it, he simply tells them that simply even knowing of the tattoo’s existence is more than enough for them to know.
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