#and when he’s training with Beerus & Whis

[shannonsketches]

Why is the anime so weird, it's not even the same series dude?? It's like,

Anime:

GOKU: I have a great idea to bring peace to the universe, and my leadership and compassion alone will unite us all. I have No Flaws and am A True Relatable Everyman :)

VEGETA: NO! I AM THE BEST AND I WILL CAUSE PROBLEMS UNTIL I AM RECOGNIZED AS SUCH!!!!

Manga:

GOKU: Vegeta what's cornmeal made of? I know it's what the corn eats, but what's it made of? VEGETA: Hey Kakarot let's play the quiet game until one of us dies.

[mawrblaidddrwg]

Drawing inspired by a moment in my 7-Year-Gap fanfic Endeavor that can be read here. (I am actually working on Chapter 9!!)

Original sketch of this drawing can be found here.

[marblemoovt]

Tail Training

MASTERLIST

Rating: Teen

Word Count: 3k

Warnings: Fluff, A sprinkle of angst, Mentions/depictions of anxiety and depression. Anything else is in the tags <3

SUMMARY:

At a party, Whis notices that you have noticeably improved your bad habits and offers to train you. Much to your surprise, Whis suggests that you train your tail to eliminate it as a weakness. Will you be able to handle it when he grabs your tail?

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“This is your first session. I thought some one-on-one training would be more appropriate,” Whis answers, still tugging me by the hand. “I want to start first with a weakness of yours—well, most Saiyans.”

We stop walking, and I stare at our hands still clasped together. When is he going to let go? “And what would that be?” I ask, trying to read his expression.

His violet eyes gleam with amusement, and he gestures with his head. “The appendage wagging behind you, your tail.”

I glance over my shoulder. “What’s my tail got to do with training? Am I going to learn to smack someone into submission with it?” My tail straightens and cracks down like a whip.

NOTE:

Here is another Whis fic! This was another commission. I'm not sure when you guys will see the next one. I was told this is meant to be a slow burn, so expect it to take a while before the relationship is official.

Happy Reading! ヾ(•ω•`)o

It’s been a few weeks since Whis visited my house. Thanks to him, I'm motivated to take better care of myself. Even now, at this party, the first thing he does when he sees me is hand me a glass of water and steer me towards the snack table.

I raise the drink to my lips, hiding a smile. As Whis fills his plate with various snacks and pastries, I nod along and answer any questions.

“So this delightful morsel is called a ‘donut’?” Whis inspects the sugarcoated ball of fried dough.

“Yes, there are various toppings and fillings. You can put pretty much whatever you want on a donut,” I say, flinching when he whirls around and leans closer.

Whis looks at me with sparkling eyes, his skin flushed. “Anything? Truly?’ I nod in response, and he gasps. “Then what modifications have been applied to this one?”

“Um,” I look at the powdered sugar and red hole, “I think that’s just a jelly donut.”

“Fascinating. There are so many uses for pulverized fruit.” Whis pops the pastry into his mouth and moans. “Oooh, this is absolutely amazing!”

He continues to stuff more into his mouth until his cheeks puff. I have to look away to stop myself from laughing. Before I know it, I’m holding a plate of snacks and a new glass of water. Whis said he didn’t want to be the only one eating, and the attention felt nice. He remains at my side, refilling my plate when he notices it’s empty, and only leaves when Beerus calls for him. 

I snap the last cookie from my plate between my teeth. The sudden silence feels too empty. I feel almost… disappointed? I glance across the room to see Whis introduce Beerus to donuts, smiling as the pair devour entire trays. With a full stomach, I can at least focus on hanging out with my friends. I make my rounds to greet everyone, stopping occasionally to talk.

During one of these conversations, my palms grow clammy, and I start to second-guess myself. Am I entertaining enough? I’m not…boring to talk to, right? My grip tightens around my cup by a fraction, and I down the rest of the drink, hoping it dislodges the lump in my throat. 

A few pairs of eyes stare at me, and I realize they’re all waiting for me to respond. How long were they waiting—did they think I was ignoring them? I lick my dry lips, unable to think of what to say, too embarrassed to admit I didn’t hear the tail-end of the conversation.

“What were you all discussing?” Whis butts in, resting his hand on the small of my back. He rubs small circles into my skin, and the tension melts from my body. Someone catches Whis up, and I flash him a grateful smile. ‘You’re alright,’ he mouths to me, squeezing my waist gently. I nod, flushing the negative thoughts from my mind and focusing on the warmth of his hand.

I begin losing track of the conversation, paying more attention to how I’d rather be at home than socialize for another minute. People start noticing that I’m quieter than usual but anyone who confronts me about it receives a snarky remark. This discourages the rest from trying. 

“Are you alright?” Whis walks up to me, taking a bite of another donut. He must really like those. 

“Peachy,” I say, clenching my teeth together. 

Whis hums, and I bristle under his observing stare. “I feel suffocated after spending hours surrounded by large crowds. Would you care to join me on a walk?” he offers his arm to me.

I chew on my bottom lip and glance around. The chatter and laughter in the background tires me, not to mention the loud thrum of music that rumbles through my bones. It feels like someone took my brain and scrambled it in a frying pan. A break. A break sounds nice.

I accept his offer and link our arms together. He guides me outside to a quiet spot in a garden. There’s a bench by a stone walkway that circles a pond. Strings of fairy lights illuminate the area in a soft glow. 

The crisp night air fills my lungs and refreshes my mind. We sit in silence as I regather my thoughts. “Thank you,” I say, staring at the lilypads in the water.

“I should be thanking you,” Whis chuckles. “Spending the night in such lovely company, I couldn’t ask for more.” 

Our shoulders brush together, but his body heat is welcome. His white hair glows against his blue skin like moonlight cast on rippling waves. The warmth in his violet eyes makes my stomach squirm. Whis must think I’m cold because he wraps his arm around me and pulls us closer together. 

“I thought I was getting better, but it was hard to keep talking after a certain point.” I sigh and lean against Whis, reflecting on the past few hours and every conversation I was a part of. 

Whis pats my head and smiles. His eyes look soft almost, a tenderness I don’t usually see them hold. I ignore the flutter in my chest and stare at my lap instead, twiddling with my fingers. “I think your progress is remarkable. You’ve improved. Slowly but surely, you’ve gotten better,” Whis says.

“You think so?”

Whis laughs. “Yes. Compared to a few weeks ago, you’re much more relaxed, and when I tease you, you fight back now.”

A smile tugs my lips. “Yeah, you better watch your back.” I bump our shoulders together, but my confidence wavers at his wide grin.

“Excellent! Why don’t you train under me as well?” He looks at me expectantly, and I can already tell he won’t take no for an answer.

I blink and point a finger at myself. “You want me,” I slowly turn my hand and poke his chest, “to be trained by you?”

Whis nods. “Yes. It will be helpful in your work as a time patroller.” He grabs my hand and lifts my finger to point at his face. “So leave everything to me!”

I tilt my head, staring at his hand, which still holds mine. I’m glad he seems as comfortable with me as I am with him. 

I sigh but can’t stop the smile from forming on my face. “Pft. Ok, why not,” I say, chuckling at how he lights up at my answer.

We continue chatting, but despite my mind being more alert than ever, my body demands rest. Lead weights attach to my eyelids, and my head droops now and then before snapping up as I regain consciousness. Whis walks me home, promising to wake me up on time for our training session. 

I must be exhausted because I barely register the extra body in my bed, falling asleep to Whis’s comforting scent. 

Other than waking up at the crack of dawn, the morning goes by without a hitch. Whis makes me breakfast, insisting I don’t leave a crumb behind lest it hurt his feelings.

Afterwards, Whis leads me to the training grounds, where we meet Goku and Vegeta. He provides them with instructions before guiding me to an unused section.

“You’re not training all of us together?” I ask, craning my head to see the two Saiyans spar. My eyes try to keep up with the blurry motions, but ping-ponging back and forth between them gives me a headache. 

“This is your first session. I thought some one-on-one training would be more appropriate,” Whis answers, still tugging me by the hand. “I want to start first with a weakness of yours—well, most Saiyans.”

We stop walking, and I stare at our hands still clasped together. When is he going to let go? “And what would that be?” I ask, trying to read his expression.

His violet eyes gleam with amusement, and he gestures with his head. “The appendage wagging behind you, your tail.”

I glance over my shoulder. “What’s my tail got to do with training? Am I going to learn to smack someone into submission with it?” My tail straightens and cracks down like a whip.

Whis chuckles and shakes his head. “I heard squeezing a Saiyan’s tail can cause them to lose their strength entirely. One wrong move, and you’re completely paralyzed in battle. Is that correct?” His lips purse as if he’s impatient to reveal the answer.

“No, where’d you hear that nonse—Eek!” I shriek, feeling a jerk on my tail. My entire body stiffens, and every muscle refuses to listen to me. Whis lets go, and I attempt to burn a hole through his head with my glare. 

He flashes a bashful smile, a light pink dusting his cheeks. “Sorry, sorry. What better way to test that theory than to conduct a practical test?”

I huff, the blood still simmering in my veins. “Okay, so what if it is true? I’ve lasted this long with it,” I say, smoothing out the fur. “That’s something many Saiyans can’t claim, especially not after everything I've been through.” 

Whis nods, squeezing my hand. “The loss of your tail would be a shame. The world would lose the fluffiest tail I’ve had the pleasure of seeing,” he sighs and stares forlornly behind me.   

Did he compliment my tail? I wag the appendage behind me, stifling my laughter at how his eyes follow its every move. Is my tail that interesting? “What do you suggest I do about it?” I say.

Whis tilts his head and raises his brows. “We must desensitize you of course. Your tail must learn to endure being touched to strengthen its tolerance,” he says as if the solution is obvious.

I tug my hand free from his grasp and cross my arms.“You just want an excuse to touch my tail.”

Whis brings a hand up to his chest and gasps. “I am astounded by your accusations. I am merely helping you to become stronger,” he says.

I narrow my eyes at him, but he remains unphased. In fact, he looks happier than before. “Alright, fine,” I relent, rolling my eyes at his burst of energy. 

“Wonderful! Have a seat on these boulders. I wouldn’t want you to injure yourself.” He pats the flat surface of one of the rocks, rocking on the heels of his feet. 

I sit, flicking my tail nervously. “Just so we’re clear, this is only for training purposes. I don’t want you getting any strange ideas.” It’s not like I never considered this option before, but touching a Saiyan's tail always felt intimate to me. How could I ask just anyone to do it?

Whis nods. “Crystal clear. Now, let’s start with something easy and increase the intensity slowly.” He gently pets my tail, stroking the soft fur. “How does that feel?” he asks, peering at my face.

I struggle to keep my expression neutral, fighting the muscle spasms. “Doesn’t bother me at all,” I say.

Whis raises a brow, humming in thought. “Really? Looks like I need to take it to the next level then.” His eyes have a mischievous twinkle as he applies more pressure to his touch.

“Hng.” I bite my lip to prevent any more noises from leaking. A familiar heat returns to my cheeks, and I can feel myself start to sweat.

Whis stares at me with wide eyes, and his mouth stretches into a grin. “What was that? Starting to feel a little weak, are we?” He leans close, almost enough that I can feel his breath on my ear.

I refuse to look at him, gritting my teeth. “Not at all. I can handle more than this,” I say, despite knowing that I’m already near my limit.

“If you say so. Then what about now?” Whis grabs my tail, holding it firmly in his hand.

“I-I…” My entire body freezes up again, and only static fills my brain. All my senses are on overload like every nerve is crackling with electricity.

Whis observes me in silence, and his brows knit together. “Are you sure this isn’t affecting you?” he asks, concern lacing his tone.

“....”

He immediately releases my tail. “Please don’t hesitate to tell me to stop. Your comfort comes first. I want you to enjoy this, not hate it,” he says.

I suck in a breath, trying to calm my frazzled nerves. I wet my dry lips with my tongue and mull over my thoughts, figuring out how to word my sentence. “I… I don’t mind it so much if it’s you.” I sneak a glance at Whis, who’s staring at the ground. The tips of his ears are pink, and he refuses to meet my eyes until they return to their usual colour. 

Whis stands up and paces back and forth. “Shall we take a break? You’re looking a little winded. Perhaps a cold drink and a wet towel would help?” he says, offering his hand to me.

I shake my head and close his hand, pushing it back. “I’ll be fine. I just need a minute,” I say.

Whis frowns and stares at his clenched fist. Is he upset I didn’t want to take a break? His posture straightens, and his usual smile is back. “Why don’t we make this a regular occurrence? We can repeat this session until you’ve become immune,” he says.

I purse my lips. “I guess that wouldn’t be so bad. It would be a great help if I didn’t have to worry about my tail while working.” I reflect on my career. I must have been lucky not to encounter someone taking advantage of this weakness, but it would only be a matter of time until I did.  

Whis claps his hands together, bouncing on the spot. “Excellent. Same time tomorrow, then?” He looks at me with puppy-dog eyes, and I forget my outrage momentarily. But then I remember how sensitive my tail felt while he was ‘training’ me and my pride snapped me back to reality.

“What?! I’m not doing this every day!”

“I’m only joking,” Whis chuckles, but then he pauses, and his smile widens. “Though if you wanted to…” He leans forward, and I shove his face back to create some distance.

“No. Maybe once or twice a week, and in return, I want you to cook me breakfast those days,” I say. There’s no way I would let him touch my tail for free, training or not. I may not completely dislike the thought of him seeing me in such a vulnerable state, but it’s only fair I receive something in turn.

Whis sits beside me again. He rests his elbow on his thigh, propping his head up with a hand. “You do realize that I’m not at a disadvantage? I get to pet your tail weekly and provide you with my cooking,” he says, smiling at me. His confident smirk irks me. My tail thumps against the rocks, and I stop it when I notice it only amuses him further.

“Shut up. I’m the one making the demands.” I cross my arms and frown, still sweating from the training session. I tug at my shirt collar and shudder as the air hits my damp skin. From far away, it looks like Whis and I have wrapped up an intense physical training session, but the truth is too embarrassing for me to admit.

Whis grins, and there’s that knowing look in his eyes again, as if he can see right through me. “Very well. On the days we train, I shall make you breakfast in exchange for the honour of touching your fluffiness.” His hand reaches out to my tail, but Whis recoils almost immediately. He stands up and pats my head, praising me for my hard work. “I can’t wait to see you at our next session. In the meantime, do take care of yourself. You’ve been doing an excellent job, and I wish to continue seeing you in good health.”

And he leaves me there, still flushed and dazed. My tail tingles from his lingering warmth, and I can’t help but wonder what it would feel like for him to pet it again.

A few weeks go by quicker than expected, and I wake up to Whis cooking in my kitchen. He makes me a sandwich filled with eggs, bacon, lettuce, and tomatoes. As I munch on the food at the dining table, he watches with his hands propping up his chin. He smiles at every move I make, and I become aware of my tail swishing.

“I would say you’ve built enough tolerance. We can shift our focus to other areas,” Whis says, lifting a napkin to wipe my lips. His hand lingers before he pulls away and crumples the tissue into a ball, flashing me a smile.

I nod. “Thank you. My tail feels a lot stronger.” I glance over my shoulder, admiring the muscle I’ve gained. 

Whis’s eyes remain fixed on my tail. “Yes, it appears more voluminous than before,” he says, tapping his fingers against the table. 

I can’t help but laugh and bring my tail closer to him. “You can touch it if you want. Just let me know in advance and I’ll let you pet it a little,” I say. “Consider it an exclusive benefit for helping.”

Whis reaches over and strokes the fur, eyes gleaming. “Marvelous,” he whispers in a breathless tone. Not once does he grab it, only touching my tail with gentle pets. His cheeks flush a light pink as he beams at me. “Thank you,” he says. 

I coil my tail around his wrist and hand. “You can touch me more. I’m not as sensitive now.”

“Pardon?” Whis stares at me with wide eyes. His skin almost looks purple and his hand starts to feel clammy against my tail. 

I hope he’s not getting sick. Can angels even catch illnesses? “My tail. You’re always so intrigued by it. Thanks to the training I can even handle a few harsh tugs now,” I say. 

Whis blinks owlishly before nodding and sinking bonelessly into his seat. “Right—of course. I’m honoured to be granted such a privilege.”

Maybe training three Saiyans is taking a toll on him? Come to think of it, I haven’t done much else to show my gratitude. “Do you want to stay for lunch?” I ask.

Whis sits up straight and grins. “I would love to.”

“Great!” I unwrap my tail and stand up, heading to the kitchen. “I’ll make something you haven’t had yet.” 

Whis follows close behind, and despite his persistent questions, I refuse to answer any of them, laughing at his sulking figure.

END NOTE:

When I tell you I gasped when that last misunderstanding popped into my brain, I was shook

I'll see you guys at my next hyperfixation! (。・∀・)ノ

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[upgradewater]

The result of Goku's training with Shenlong when he flies off at the end of GT...? Goku using Shenlong's small amount of dragonly god ki? Why not both!

I started drawing this before the news about Toriyama's passing became public, so it feels kinda weird. Weird as in posting it in general, and posting it a couple days later.

I was inspired by a screenshot of one of those "what if" videos that showed Goku in a dragon form that was blue and purple with wings. I guess he was supposed to look like the evil smoke dragon? I went for a more traditional Shenlong-based look.

I wouldn't say my form(?) is a Goku/Shenlong fusion though. I'd dragon him up more if that were the case.

Anyway.

I used to watch GT a lot as a kid because i had easier access to it via DVDs (my rental store didn't have DBZ) and there were more reruns on. I watched DBGT more recently, and of course there are tons of problems. Pacing being the biggest imo. I think they didn't know what to do with the series.

But a lot of my early db fanart as a kid circled around GT and its ending. I think they stuck the landing there, although a little abrupt. Yet it's very precious to me. It had that mysterious air around it, and like the original DB og ending of Goku flying off with Chichi, or flying off with Uub at the end of Z, I think him flying off with Shenlong implies there were of course more adventures to be had for Goku.

Now that i think about it, that's kinda what Super was missing, huh... Of course he has Beerus and Whis' planet, but it ain't the same.

...Well. I wouldn't have written this all about this drawing if i wasn't waxing nostalgic about DB in general. And i know Toriyama wasn't involved in GT's writing, but it was nice to get this out of my system.

[elisajdb]

A Relaxing Bath

A gift for @songochiox based on her sweet art

Goku was tired when he came home. He wasn’t physically tired. He was mentally and emotionally burnt out. For three months, he has been on Beerus’ planet. It was exciting at the start, but now it felt like a boring routine. Train. Chores. Train. More chores for a new lesson that felt the same as the previous one. Without the chores, it reminded Goku of his time in Kami’s Temple with Mr. Popo and Kami. It wasn’t as lonely. Vegeta was here. He was a good sparring partner who kept him on his toes but Goku didn’t care for his company now.

He needed to feel the familiar breeze from Mount Paozu. He needed to see his animal neighbors. He needed to see his lovely wife cooking in the kitchen. He needed to see his sons. He needed to listen to Gohan explain about a book he didn’t understand. He needed to sit with Goten playing a video game he didn’t understand. He needed to play with his granddaughter.

He needed to go home.

And that’s what he did. He left Vegeta and Whis in the middle of a morning lesson and teleported to his dark bedroom on Earth.

Oops.

He forgot about the time difference between Beerus’ planet and Earth. The clock by the bed read 2:30 am and his wife was in a peaceful sleep. Goku slipped off his boots quietly, removed his gi and crept to bed. He pulled back the covers, climbed in and snuggled against Chichi’s sleeping form.

“Not tonight, Broly. I’m still exhausted from Vegeta.”

Goku’s eyes popped open. “What?”

It was too dark to see but Goku could feel Chichi’s body shaking in laughter. He wasn’t amused. “Not funny, Chichi.”

“Then why am I laughing? Ow,” she laughed in faux pain feeling Goku’s hand slapping her bottom. “What are you doing here anyway?” Chichi sleepily asked. “It’s almost three.”

Goku thought that was a strange question to ask. “I live here, Chichi. Why were you thinking of Broly?”

“I need some company while you are galivanting in space and Broly’s….”

“Cute?” Goku finished for Chichi.

“I was gonna say Broly, Vegeta and Piccolo are great company when you are away but Broly is cute.” Chichi expected Goku to make a comment saying that wasn’t funny and give her another playful slap on her backside before being smothered by his kisses with Goku showing Chichi she will never entertain Broly, Vegeta and Piccolo while he’s away but when Goku didn’t respond, Chichi reached for the lamp to turn it on and roll over to face her husband. He was frowning. He looked cute and she would tell him that if she didn’t know he was angry.

“Does it bother you I said that? I was kidding.”

“I know, but I don’t like it. I don’t like you think Broly’s cute.”

Chichi didn’t laugh but she did smile. I can’t believe he remembers that. It was over two years since Goku brought Broly home for a visit. He wanted to show the Saiyan what Earth was like since during his last visit, he nearly destroyed it in rage. Broly stayed with Goku and Chichi where she fed both men and was impressed with Broly’s appetite. It was bigger than Goku’s. He was also very naïve, more naïve than Goku. He asked Chichi many questions that amused her and listened intently to Goku and followed his words as he considered Goku more knowledgeable and experienced than him.

“I didn’t mean anything by it.”

“You never said Vegeta’s cute,” he accused her. “You never said anyone’s cute except me.”

Chichi could see a man and think he’s attractive but never openly say it. Saying one is attractive didn’t mean she wanted them. Her thoughts of Broly’s looks were a compliment and nothing more. “Maybe I thought he’s cute because he reminds me of you. He’s naïve and very strong and his eagerness to learn new things is cute and sweet like you when we married.”

That didn’t satisfy Goku. “You make it sound like I’m still not cute and sweet.”

“You are and you’ll always will be cute.” His pout was so cute. The way his brows furrowed was cute. She kissed him. “Don’t you believe me?”

“I do.” He really did and he never worried about Chichi’s faithfulness to him but he couldn’t explain why he was acting this way.

“You’re very wound up.” Chichi caressed his face. “Are you ready to tell me what happened on Beerus’ planet?”

Was that what was bothering him? Maybe it was.

“I’m fine.”

He didn’t look fine. He looked sullen. “You are early. You normally come home when it’s lunch or dinner and another month from now. Did Whis hit you with his stick again?” Goku shook his head. “Did Vegeta almost beat you?”

“No.” Goku laid his head against Chichi’s breasts. “I just wanna be home, Chichi.”

“You are home, Goku.” Chichi tenderly stroked Goku’s hair. “And….” she sniffed, “you need a shower.”

Goku opened his eyes. He raised his arm and smelled himself. “I don’t stink.”

Chichi grabbed Goku’s hand and pulled him out of bed with her. “Yes, you do.” She led Goku to the bathroom. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”

Goku sniffed himself again. “But I don’t stink.”

Chichi flipped on the bathroom lights. “Did you leave in the middle of training?”

“Yeah.”

“You stink.” Chichi turned on the shower. “And you climbed your dirty body in bed with me.” Chichi tutted and slapped Goku on his bottom. “Get undressed.”

Chichi accusing him of climbing in bed dirty should make her angry but Chichi smiled at him and the smack on his bottom felt playful. Was she in the mood? If she wanted it, Goku was ready to give it to her but something told him that wasn’t on Chichi’s mind. He pushed his boxers down his legs. “Ain’t you sleepy?”

Chichi was leaning over the bathtub as it filled with water. He saw her reaching for her special lavender bath oil only meant for her to use but it was clear she would be using it on him. “Not anymore.” She smiled at him. “Go clean up.”

“You don’t mind?” Goku knew how Chichi wanted her to sleep.

“I don’t mind.” She kissed him. “Take your shower and I’ll get the bath ready.”

Goku smiled as he knew Chichi understood. When he came home from Beerus’ planet or on a galactic space adventure with Vegeta, all Goku wanted was to be with Chichi. His first mornings home always had him and Chichi relaxing in the bath together with him sharing what he did apart from her and Chichi sharing what he missed with the family. He took his shower and rinsed off any dirt he accumulated during the morning spar. When he stepped out, the bathtub was filled with hot water and his lovely wife sat on the marble naked and rubbing lavender oil on her body.

“I’m done. Wanna smell me?”

“Maybe later.” Chichi rubbed oil on her hands, warming them before massaging the warm oil onto Goku’s back and shoulders. “How does that feel?”

“I hate it.” He laughed at Chichi’s playful smack on his bottom. Her nimble hands moved to his front massaging his chest. He missed these wonderous hands stroking him. He expected Chichi to go lower and grab a part of him that missed her terribly over the months but when she pulled away and said, “Let’s get in,” Goku turned to her expectantly.

“What is it, Goku?” Her voice was innocent but her eyes were playful. “Was I supposed to rub somewhere else?”

Oh, she knew and he knew that she knew. He’ll get her for that later when they are wrestling between the sheets and she’s begging for it, but for now, he will go along with Chichi’s playful mood. “Nothing.”

Chichi was going to get in first so she could lean against the tub and continue to massage Goku but Goku stopped her and got in first. “What are you up to?” Chichi got in and settled herself behind Goku.

Goku dipped his hands in the hot water before pouring some on Chichi’s back and shoulders. “Just wanna massage you like you massaged me.”

Chichi released a soft moan as Goku worked her shoulders and back with his strong fingers. Oh, she would pamper him with food and massages but Goku touched her, too. Days after Goku returned, Chichi would wake up to feel Goku snuggled up to her. Sometimes she would lie with Goku and talk as his hands touched her body. He never spoke. He listened to Chichi and touched her over and over. She never questioned why he did this. She knew it was something Goku needed to do after being away for so long.

“How was your training on Beerus’ planet?”

“Fine.”

Oh, that was a signal something was wrong. Training on Beerus’ planet was never fine. Goku had many thoughts about the training from complaining about the chores Whis made him do to sharing how excited he felt about his growth.

“How were things here?”

Goku’s question caught Chichi off guard. Most times he didn’t ask and assume things were fine while she informed him of what he missed. “Pan’s having her Kindergarten graduation in two weeks. Mark is hosting a big party for it. Videl’s trying to talk her father into something simple but you know how he is. I remember the party he had for Videl’s high school graduation. There were more of his friends than Videl’s. She remembered how her Dad used the party for a business thing. She doesn’t want the same for Pan.”

“How about Gohan and Goten?”

“Gohan has a big seminar he’s preparing for. Goten has a school dance.” Chichi laughed as she recalled Gohan’s first school dance. “I remember Gohan being so nervous about it with Videl. Goten is very calm about it. He’s happy to be going stag while Trunks is worried about having a date.”

Goten being in high school was surreal for Goku. “I can’t believe Goten’s in high school. I still remember him as this little boy so happy to have a Daddy.”

“Our little boy’s growing up.” Chichi was happy about it. She was even happier Goku was around to see it but something in Goku’s voice signaled to Chichi what might be troubling her husband. “What bothered you on Beerus’ planet?”

Chichi always knew when something bothered him; really bothered him. He couldn’t always hide it and when Chichi pressed him, he eventually gave in.

Your burden is my burden Chichi once told him. Share with me she’ll always say when she wanted Goku to unload on her emotionally.

“I don’t know. I was on Beerus’s planet for another lesson when I realized I had this lesson before. A lot of my lessons have been repetitive. I’ve been there for three months doing the same thing. I was getting bored.”

“It’s not the first time,” Chichi told him. “You always came back when you got bored. What’s different now?”

The fact it was getting to him and things were changing beyond his control. When Goku returned home after months away, Goten still looked like the child he first saw after he returned from being dead. Pan was a baby. Now after being away for months, Goten and Pan always looked different when he returned. They were growing up and apart from him. When he returned last time, Goten didn’t want to spar with him. He was into his video game. Pan wanted to train with him but it wasn’t the same.

“What’s going on with you, Chichi?”

He was deflecting. Chichi knew that but gave him what he wanted in hopes Goku will confess his troubles to her.

“I’ve taken on more responsibilities from Dad’s kingdom so you’re lucky you caught me home tonight. Tomorrow, I will be spending a few days at Dad’s kingdom.”

Chichi has been his constant support and the one thing in his life who hasn’t change. She has taken on more responsibilities of her father’s kingdom but when he returned home, she was there. When he needed her, she was there. Goku wanted to be there for Chichi.

“How is your Pops?”

“Better than last month. He’s listening to his doctors to slow down but Dad still thinks he’s that big, formidable Ox he used to be.”

Goku remembered that formidable Ox from his childhood. He was so big and intimidating but Goku didn’t let Gyumao’s size deter him. He’s always been strong. He was always there for Chichi, Gohan, and Goten when he wasn’t. Goku admired Gyumao but even Goku noticed Gyumao lost a step over the years. He’s gotten slimmer and lost a lot of muscle. He couldn’t pick up that massive ax of his. When Goku saw him during the last visit, Goku was taken aback at how much older he looked.

“I never thought your Dad would get old.”

“We all are except you and your Saiyan blood.” Chichi didn’t speak it out of jealousy or anger. It was acceptance. Oh, she worried about aging faster than Goku but Goku always showed her she was the one he will always want. It was also an unexpected ego boost to Chichi to walk with Goku by her side where eyes were envious of her catching a younger-looking man.

That unexpected envy also brought Chichi unexpected attention from younger men. She ignored and rejected their advances. It brought out laughs from Goku when he saw the men, and while Goku knew Chichi could handle them, sometimes he did step in when he felt a guy going too far with his pursuits.

“Dad is getting old and I want to be there for him.”

And Goku wanted to be there for Chichi.  “I’ll come and stay with you.” Goku offered.

Chichi imagined Goku sitting in a meeting with her. Five minutes in and Goku will be spending his chair bored. “The meetings will be boring, Goku.”

“I can visit Aki when you have those meetings and then I can come home to you.” He rested his chin on Chichi’s wet shoulder and hugged her body to his. “I just wanna be where you are, Chichi. I just wanna be home.”

The softness in Goku’s voice caused Chichi to shift in the tub. She saw the sincerity in his eyes, smiled and rested against him. She understood what was troubling him. “Are you done?” Chichi asked hopeful. “I can’t expect you to stay home all day but…...” She knew Goku couldn’t. Not this Goku. The Goku before he learned his past could but not the one who embraced the blood of the Saiyan flowing in him.

Goku knew something will happen in the future to cause his departure. That’s how things seem to be but right now, he wanted to be home. “I just wanna be home with you… Gohan, Goten and Pan. I don’t want to miss any more moments.”

And Chichi wanted that, too. Oh, she didn’t like it when Goku left to train on Beerus’ planet or that short stint he was part of the Galactic Patrol but she knew that’s what Goku wanted and needed. He wouldn’t be happy if forced to stay home all the time when there’s a chance for him to get stronger and be the best warrior he can be. Chichi knew she had to let Goku leave and come home on his terms. As much as she hated to see him leave, Chichi knew Goku’ll always come back to her.

Content, Chichi relaxed in her husband's arms; happy his adventures were over for the foreseeable future; happy Goku wanted to stay home with her and their family. “Welcome home, Goku.”

[duhragonball]

Dragon Ball Super Manga ch. 27-29

“Welp, this tournament of power’s not gonna instigate itself!”

I’ve been impressed with Toyotaro’s leaner, meaner versions of the Universe 6 and Zamasu sagas, so I was hoping he would work the same magic on the build-up to the Tournament of Power.  Unfortunately, I’m a bit disappointed.  I think Episodes 68-96 anime took way too long to get there, but Chapters 27-32 of the manga seem to go too quickly.  I guess that shouldn’t surprise me, as there’s a lot of middle ground between 29 anime episodes and six manga chapters. 

So you know the drill.  I’m going to highlight stuff that the manga did differently, starting with this Beerus/Vegeta rematch that happens right before Goku goes to Beerus’ planet and reminds Zeno of the tournament he promised. 

This always struck me as a plot dangler from the anime, because we see Goku and Vegeta get a lot stronger over the course of DBS, and yet we never find out if they‘ve improved enough to match Beerus.  Sure, Beerus clobbered them both in Battle of Gods, but now they know how to do Super Saiyan Blue.  Well, in this chapter, Beerus scoffs at the idea that the Saiyans will ever be his rivals, and the Oracle Fish insists that it’s true, so he challenges Vegeta to see what progress he’s made.

And the answer is “not enough”, though Vegeta does a lot better than he did the last time he fought Beerus, so there’s no shame in it. 

Of course, this doesn’t take into account Goku’s Super Saiyan Blue Kaio-ken level, but that doesn’t exist in the manga.  Instead we have this “Completed” Super Saiyan Blue form, where Goku learned how to perfect the transformation.  Vegeta reveals he can do the same thing in this chapter, but it’s still not enough. 

We also get this scene in Grand Zenos’ Palace where they discuss the problem of too many universes before Goku arrives.  The Zenos are playing some sort of game involving the universes, and they each note how there’s too many of them, and since the mortals aren’t developing much in most of the universes, there’s little point in observing them all.  So they contemplate erasing eight universes, and that’s when Goku shows up to talk about the tournament.

So we get a bunch of scenes where the gods are summoned to Zeno’s palace for the announcement.  In particular, I’m confused by this one of Sidra and Roh discussing the destruction of a planet.  Unlike Beerus, Sidrah seems to take the job very seriously, and he carefully calculates the pros and cons of his decision before acting. Also, Roh seems very interested in the process.   This would be weird enough, but in the anime, these two are shown to be a lot more craven and opportunistic.  So I’m not sure what to take from this.

At the palace, the Grand Minister asks about the extra guy in the Universe 11 contingent, and Belmod introduces Toppo as his apprentice, as he plans to retire soon.  In the anime, Toppo is introduced as Khai’s bodyguard, and I’m pretty sure the “Candidate God of Destruction” thing will get brought up later, but it’s strange that they didn’t explain it in his debut. 

I guess I’ll talk about it here, since this seems to be the first time it gets brought up.  Beerus and Whis have hinted at the idea of Goku or Vegeta training to take Beerus’ place someday, but the Saiyans don’t seem interested in the job, so it never goes anywhere.  With Toppo, we have confirmation that mortals can be promoted to the rank of Hakaishin, which implies that Belmod and all the other Destroyers were once mortals themselves. 

So the Grand Minister announces the Tournament, but the Zeno from the destroyed timeline doesn’t know what a martial arts match is like, so we get the Zeno Expo.  But in this version, it’s a battle royale of all the Destroyers. 

It starts out as an 11-on-1 fight against Beerus, partly because they blame him for Goku getting them into this mess, and also they’re still sore at him for the trouble he caused long ago.  According to Whis, Zeno held a hide-and-seek tournament, and Beerus fell asleep during it and ruined the whole thing.  The others managed to calm Zeno down, but they’ve resented Beerus for it ever since.

But Beerus does surprisingly well, and soon enough, the other Destroyers begin to turn on one another in an effort to win.

Oh, and here’s this bonus comic where Trunks decides to return to his own timeline, or at least an altered version of it.  This doesn’t make a lot of sense, given how this was Whis’ idea, and Trunks wouldn’t have considered this on his own.

Back to the rumble, a bunch of stuff happens, and it’s hard to keep track of any of it, which is probably by design, since not even the Zenos can follow any of this.

So the Grand Minister calls off the match and disqualifies everyone.  Zeno nearly abandons the Tournament idea altogether, when Goku asks him to give it another chance, since mortal battles won’t be anything like that. 

Fortunately, there’s a mortal in the house who can face off with Goku, and this gives the Zenos a chance to road test some new rules.  No weapons, no killing, and no flying.  Apparently these are all for the sake of making the action more fun for the Zenos to watch.  I don’t get the no-flying thing, but the Tournament of Power was a great time, so I guess the Zenos know what they’re doing.   I mean, you don’t become the Kings of Everything without knowing a thing or two.

Goku transforms, which excites the Zenos, so they want to see all of Goku’s transformations.  He goes to Super Saiyan 2, which is always a treat to see, but the Zenos aren’t thrilled with this one, so Goku has to go to Super Saiyan 3 right away.  Look, Zenos, you may be all powerful, but Super Saiyan 2 Goku kicks ass.  Maybe you’ll understand when you’re older.

Soon enough Goku ramps up to Super Saiyan God, and all the Destroyers are impressed to see him fighting at that level.  Wait, if they’re fighting at the same level, then how is this any easier for the Zenos to follow?

Goku tries to polish Toppo off by turning Super Saiyan Blue, but Toppo takes him to Dick Kick City first, and wins the match by ring-out. 

So yeah, Toppo wins clean.  How about that?

[danieyells]

Seeing how Tohma gives the MC the wildest tasks related to Jin just to get a laugh out of it, it reminds me of Dragon Ball Super, where a character named Whis sent Goku and Vegeta to change Beerus' bedsheets it a 10 minute tense situation where they had to do it without waking him up. Do you have any headcanons on other things he might have asked the MC to do?

Lol I feel like Jin gives the PC more wild tasks than Tohma. Jin's the one who's like "clean my room and my clothes because they got a little dirty" and "give me a massage--no, harder than that" to both Tohma and PC. Then again, Tohma also deliberately ignored Jin's messages and left behind paperwork so Jin would make the PC get it, only to take care of it himself and make the whole process moot. . .okay he might give them some silly pointless tasks just to force them to spend time together and entertain himself with the outcomes.

I think Tohma's goal is more to force Jin to get used to the PC and being used to/relying on other people than his own entertainment--he just happens to be entertained in the process. That being said, Jin almost never leaves his room, so Tohma has to find ways to get them in there without being there himself.

Honestly doing what they ask is part of the PC's job(at least, to some extent,) so he rarely even needs excuses when it comes to tending to Jin. Doesn't need to ask anything unusual either. . .or nothing unusual for him to do for Jin anyway. The PC is one of Jin's servants now--and maybe they could even help him after graduation when he's working at the Institute properly. So best to make sure they're familiar with everything that could possibly be asked of them now. It's a lot of menial tasks, especially early on before he can really trust them.

Tohma's busy making something else for Jin or solving some other problem that's arisen, so take Jin's tea/meal to him. The officials at Darkwick are expecting him, so here's Jin's finished laundry. Oh, none of it is folded? Silly him. Their 'King' will be cross if he doesn't see that it's at least done, so you can fold it in his room. Some of it needs to be hung up too anyway. Off they go.

Sometimes he really is busy--Jin isn't his only priority after all, between official Darkwick business and the spy situation and his mysterious health problems--so he just asks the PC to fill in for him for the day once he trusts them enough. Plus Jin sends him on missions--someone has to check on the guy while he's gone.

There's a party in the Frostheim ballroom--Jin even agreed to attend! Tohma has to host however, so do him a favor and help Jin get ready. Oh, they got there and Jin said he never agreed to attend a party. . .what a silly mistake. Well, keep him company while Tohma handles the party, alright?

Oh and god forbid the pc have any interest in classical music. Tohma canonically can't tell which musician is which so if pc knows then that is 100% their problem! If they don't though maybe they'll be able to figure it out better than Tohma can. . .so he'll have them periodically come in and listen to Jin explain which one is which so he can ask them to take care of the music for him instead. Because he can't get these names straight.

Of course after catching a sickly Jin lying with his head in their lap he has a new assortment of tasks for them. The Captain seems lonely, so why don't you stop by? Don't mind too much if he scolds you, if he let you in that means he wanted you there. Will you take care of the flowers on the balcony for me? Jin only begrudgingly allows me to do so, I think you would be more befitting of handling something so precious to him. He seems to respond well to you, so will you go wake him up? He actually has something to do today for once.

Of course it'll be a while before he trusts them for real, so it's a good while before they get any interesting demands I'd say. The most interesting demands come from Jin himself. Tohma's commands are mostly just training and to get them in the door I'd say lmao.

I'M SORRY I CAN'T REALLY COME UP WITH A GOOD ANSWER TO THIS. I FEEL LIKE TOHMA DOESN'T GIVE TOO MANY ABNORMAL COMMANDS. He's about practical instruction--something like 'fold everything and put it in the drawer you have 15 seconds' is unreasonable and if anyone would have unreasonable demands I think it's Jin. Or Taiga. Like "i'm gonna take a nap in my bed, i want you to change my sheets before i wake up" is absolutely a jin command lmao HE WOULDN'T BE SERIOUS ABOUT IT. But i can absolutely see him saying that lol.

[awesomesauce2929]

I know Cus is the oldest, and I saw somewhere that Whis and Vados are relatively younger than the other siblings (maybe Merus became the youngest in that group after his appearance).

How much older do you think Cus is? And what could be the age range/difference of the rest of the angels

I will split this ask into birth order, then age differences/range.

My thoughts and ramblings about this subject:

I will introduce what we know so far about this universe and how it would aid us a bit in thinking of the ages of the angels.

The Earth itself is 4.54 billion years old.

Universe 7 is approximately around 26.7 billion years.

1000 millions = 1 billion, so anyone is over 1000 million years is counted as a billion.

There are two questions to ask and to think.

Are some of the angels older than the Universes themselves?

Or are some of the angels may be younger than the Universes but older than a planet like Earth?

Unfortunately, what I can give you are some assumptions and guesses due to lack of information provided on this subject.

What we know so far, yes Cus is the oldest, Korn in the manga is confirmed to be older than Whis, Vados is older than Whis but it does not tell us if Korn is older or younger than Vados and vice versa. Merus is the youngest angel who appeared in DB universe. And yeah, that's it. I like to see the source on Whis and Vados being relatively younger because I haven't seen it myself but I can agree they are young than some of their siblings but how much younger is debatable.

Using the incident when Old Kai was trapped in the Z sword hehe, and Chronoa becoming Supreme Kai of Time over 75 million years ago, I am sure the Angels are older than 75 million years, with an exception of Merus, as I headcanon him to be around 75 million years, being born in the most dramatic time in Universe 7 hehe. That would make him younger than Beerus and Champa (which make it interesting) as Beerus and Champa are more than 75 million years old.

Do I think any of the angels are in the billions of years rather in the millions of years? Yes, I think Cus, Martinu, Mojito and Awamo are in the billions of years old. I like to think there was less angels in proportion wise in the billions of years than in the millions of years, in simple terms, there are more angels who are in the millions of years than in the billions. This is very likely due to the universes were in the development stage and the Grand Minister seeing it all happening before he can test the universes himself then send his angels kids in. 

I am currently imagining little Cus, Martinu, Mojito and bebe Awamo watching the planets formation with their father, Grand Minister. I find it a bit endearing.

(a small note: I assume there are other angels born as well, not just the 13 db canonically angels so it's not just 13 angels there haha) 

The Birth Order:

(I decided not to use the appearances of the angels to assume the birth order because appearances are deceiving and can be changed). Also based on vibes (just kidding mostly)

Cus (confirmed to be the oldest/eldest),

Martinu

Mojito

Awamo

Cognac

Vados

Korn

Whis

Cukatail

Campari

Marcarita

Sour

Merus (confirmed to be the youngest of all of the 13 angels, who appeared in the DB universe, but not necessarily the youngest of the angels in general as there can be younger angels in training).

Age difference/range:

Cus  - 7.2 billion years old

Martinu - 5.6 billion years old

Mojito -   5.1 billion years old

Awamo - 4.6 billion years old

Cognac - 860 million years old

Vados - 748 million years old

Korn -  710 million years old

Whis - 635 million years old

Cukatail-  584 million years old

Campari -  487 million years old

Marcarita - 429 million years old

Sour - 395 million years old

Merus - 75 million years old

That is my headcanon for the Angels ages. If you have your own angels age headcanons, I like to hear it. This is an interesting subject and thank you for the ask, anon.

[sketchfanda]

Chestnut Stud Across the Multiverse: Blue Space Milf

Krillin hadn’t known what to expect when Beerus told him he was setting him up with an instructor to help him better understand and utilise what the God of Destruction called the Non State. It wasn’t like he could argue with or debate a guy who could destroy a whole universe on a whim but Something told him Bulma,21 and his wife had been giving the feline deity and Whis some ideas as he found himself on a planet known as Thessia, home to the all female species known as the Asari. A stunning,exotic breed of blue skinned alien women who were capable of sexually reproducing with not only each other but men and women of other sapient species. Apparently it was said they were naturally born and gifted with the power of being Biotics, and much of what he’d learned in his martial arts training would make him suitable to the philosophy and nature of it in better harnessing the Non State of mind. Now he wasn’t complaining, Thessia was an amazing world,the views were grand the Asari were quite lovely as they were easy on the eyes. But the issue for him at the moment was simple, given his current physical state and that of his chosen instructor. Justicar Samara, mother of 3, a long lived warrior and agent of justice among her people, a veteran in combat and wise in her ways with her biotic powers. Seemingly stoic and cool to the point of coming off as a logical,cold ice queen, she was a firm but fair woman as he found himself at her personal residence. The scenery and lighting giving a sensual vibe that he tried to look at rather than her. Why Yiu. Ishtar ask is simple because You see…

Krillin:*nervous,blushjng as he rubbe the back of his head as he stood in the nude*”uhm ma’am are You really sure we need to be like this for your training?”*doing his best not to golfs,but who could blame him? As Samara herself was also naked as the day she was born. The blue milf seemingly unbothered by her state of physical nudity. Performing casual yoga stretches a she didn’t covered her juicy tits,her bubbly butt or any part of her from hesd to toe,giving him more than generous views of her toned,mature form. Her azure slit alluring,calling him like a siren song. It was small wonder he couldn’t keep down and cover his raging hard,stiff hard-on*

Samara:*hummed softly,silent gasps and moans escaping her lucious indigo lips as she eased from a downward dog,her blue booty jiggling as he bidy moved to a prone bone position,resting her head on her hands,elbows propers while she crossed and flexed her lucious legs. Her calm,composed gaze locked on the compact Terran whose presence she graced as she found herself with the task of being a guide and instructor. Not seeming off out by either of them being naked,her blue bombshell skin glistening in the cool air of her meditation room,or the exposed length and girth of his raging hard cock.*”I’m not one for lies and deceit mr.Krillin. Nor am I one for mean spirited pranks. So I can assure you that this is indeed necessary. It is In this state,You and I can better connect on the spiritual plane. The closer we are in physical intimacy,the better my biotic abilities can help You be the best version of you….l* sh said so after of fact. Krillin didn’t see any reason to doubt her word,blushjng as the Justicar shifted to a sitting position,unbothered by how much she exposed herself before him. She simply patted the seat beside herself signalling for him to join her. Not wanting to keep her waiting, he did just that,as the shortstack human and the milf Asari milf turned to face one another.*”now then,assume this postion and close your eyes…”

As soon as she finished speaking that,she shifted and adjusted her position into a meditation pose. Legs crossed,hands on her knees as she closed her eyes. Krillin did likewise as he felt his bush fade,tuning out the outside world Thessia. All there was was the chimes of nature,the cool air on their naked skin and the sounds of her cool,sensual voice. The short king hearing his own breathing snd heartbeat and not eben bothered by his erection out in the open. Stiff and standing to attention like a flagpole, his length and girth twitching as it’s pulse surges. The Justicar cracking an eye open to take in the sight if her naked protege,a small smirk on her lips as she reached out and took his hands in hers. Fingers softly clasping his wrists,his on hers. Closing her eyes once more as she softly hummed and began to speak to him. Instructing And guiding him to a tranquil state of mind. Seeing pure white ki energy begin to radiate off his body, her own aura flaring like a soft blue flame before they poured snd mingled over one another. A wave of indigo fire engulfing them with a radiant glow as within the Astral plane of their minds, Krillin began to hear her speak to him,filling the void around them.

Samara:”That’s it,empty your mind. Fill your heart with serenity and tranquility. Inhale,exhale, there is nothing but you and me..”*as he mentally followed the Justicar’s words,he found the mentalmvoid becoming a sea of of stars. The galaxy forming around them, their own forms like cosmic ghosts of pure energy, flicking like the candles of a flame as they faced one another amidst a sea of stars and milky ways. Naked as they were in the material world, the Asari milf shifting her hands to clasp his,fingers locked with his. Her astral bidy smilin softly and sensually,a contrast to the cool as ice facade she normally projected.*”Reach out to me. Feel me,embrace me. Be within me. My pulse,my heart,my self is before you….”*Krillin feeling in awe,his astral self unable to look away from this blue space angel. Was she coming onto him? Thst couldn’t be right, from what he’d been told the Justicar lived and operated under a strict code. Which included being forbidden from pursuing romantic relationships. As If reading his mind,or rather hearing them out, she spoke once again.*”Indeed,my code forbids love….but not from sex. And pleasure for its own sake doesn’t violate my code.”

As soon as she said that, her astral and phsyical bodies at the same time moved,pressing her lips to his. Catching him off guard with such a surprise assault, the compact gentleman didn’t find himself resisting or ousting her away. Her biotic energies feeding him her subliminal desire. Her thirst,her passion, her desire to become sexually acquainted and intimate him. Before the former monk knew it,he was deepening the kiss between them. Their tongues meshing together as they explored one another’s mouths,physical and astral form alike. Their hands in the material plane unclamping as they began to caress one another’s bodies, Krillin feeling so firm yet soft the curvy,toned form of the Asari milf felt. Her sky blue skin seeming scaly yet not unlike the silliness of a human woman, her bubbly blue booth and her stunning rack feeling amazing to the touch. Coaxing deepthroated moans from the surprisingly erotic Justicar as as she indicating she was enjoying his direct intimacy. A sultry grin on her face as she caressed and felt his muscles. Such power in one so small but how wet her azure slit was as her hands came to grope his loins. The length and girth of his cock, standing so stiff and erect. Pulsing with the potent desire to become sexually entwined with her, the weight of his smooth, heavy balls, loaded with the rich life giving cream esger to be despotied into her her womb’s warm embrace. While on the astral plane,their spiritual bodies became entwined within the lava lamp Aurora of energy around as they made out, Samara expressing the raw passion and desire within her heart and mind. Showing that in return for aiding the human in better reaching the ideal state of mind,they would make love in mind, heart,body and soul. Taking the ancient art and dance of man and woman to heights and levels never thought possible or imaginable.

Samara:*her astral form continuing to make out with his,her physical body caressing and stroking his cock,gasping as his hands groomed her and probed her azure as her mind broadcasted her thoughts to him.*”Yes, just like this. We are as one. Your passion is honest,it’s invigorating. I’ve not felt such desire since my days as a maiden. Come with me,my little man. Embrace eternity with me…”*as she said all this,their phsyical bodies rolled around,now in the soft carpet floor of her meditation chambers. Making out with with thirst and passion as they soon found themselves performing a 69 position. Krillin massaging and squeezing her meaty blue asscheeks as he rimmed her and ate out her azure. The taste of her pussy intoxicating,the nectar dazzling his tongue as she conducted stunning fellation upon his cock. Her millennia up in centuries of experience allowing her to deepthroat him off the bat as her lips kissed his balls. Licking,sucking and blowing upon his length and girth as it became lathered and lubed with her saliva, often using her hands to stroke his shaft and massage his heavy babymakers with firm squeezes. Her eyes flowing with biotic energy and the tint of lust,as their auras around their bodies became a soft fire of lust and passion. Their astral bodies a constant shift of erotic dancing, one moment her sitting on his shoulders as he ate her out, to being fingered by him as she sucked him off. Both becoming lost in their own pornographic little world.*

Far across the galaxy and through out the universe, on earth and wherever else, the energy of the lair as they “embraced eternity” flowed through like a silent transmission wave. 18 sleeping soundly in her bed,a sensual grin on her face as she dreamt of this encounter vividly like she was right there. Hands moving to touch herself all over as she enjoyed this lucid dream with voyeuristic delight. She wasn’t the only one of course as many a woman who’d been intimately and sexually acquainted with Krillin in some way, as they slept or meditated found their dreams filled with the visions of their resident little sex machine enjoying his latest erotic liaison. From Caulifla and Kale as they enjoyed a soak in a hot spring together, to Android 21 as she napped at her workshop. The intensity snd vividness of the psychic vision increasing the more erotic the short king trot with the MILF Justicar. Especially once their orgasms began to hit their very beings, Samara’s meditation chamber radiating with the flow of their passion, and the walls and ceiling echoed with the sounds of skin slapping skin and the deep,lusty moans of the stunning Asari. As soon as she’d tasted his essence in her tongue and felt it’s sticky warmth on her tits and her face, she had wasted no time in wanting to take their coupling further, to say the very least.

Samara:”Aahn,yes! Amazing, just like that…so deep and powerful..” *The justicar panted and moaned as she bounced and rode on Krillin’s pistoning cock. The Asari and Earth man in a seated lotus position,her legs around his waist,arms draped around his shoulders,their eyes locked on one another. Her blue tire rubbing against his pecs,her blue booty jiggling as he grasped and squeezed it. Their astral forms a whirlwind of tangled limbs,an aura tornado making clones of them performing the ancient dance of man and woman,an Aurora tidal whirlpool of horizontal mambos and vertical tangos. It was as surreal as it was sexual to behold, if you looked close enough you could catch glimpses of absolute eroticism.*

Krillin:”Ms.Samara…you’re so tight….”*thencimoact adonis mumbled as he grunted and groaned. Holding the Justicar’s hips as she rode him cowgirl style,her blue tires bouncing and her boot jiggling as those big heavy balls smacked her netherlips outer rim. Juices splashing along with excess jizz leaking out from their connection. Their astral bodies going kinkier and further in lewdness as it seemed like the Aurora whirlwind had become an orgy of clones of themselves. One astral samara getting spit roasted,taking it doggystyle as another astral Krillin facefucked her, to another astral copy of the milf sitting in his face as two more of her performed a double team fellatio on his cock. Another being held in the air as two Krillin sandwiched her,fucking her uo her azure and blue booty. The earth man and justicar simultaneously feeling every moment of it.*

Samara:”Aahn amazing,you’ve come six times and haven’t pulled out once….”*The Justicar sensualltmlraised,moaning deeply as Krillin took her doggystyle,before she laid flat on the floor,quivering as he took her prone bone style. His powerful pelvis smacking her blue booy as it jiggled with every impact. Giggling as the monk expressed his awe once more,clearly he hadn’t expected a mother of 3 could still feel so tight. Her inner vaginal muscles smothering his shaft in its warm embrace. Massaging and kissing his length and girth as her nectar drowned it as it was soaking his balls and his hips. Purring as she found him kissing along her neck and shoulders before locking lips with him once more as their astral,plane orgy continued to skyrocket in all its debauchery and glory.*

There was no way to tell how much time had been passing Since they began this session and quite frankly Krillin didn’t give a damn. Embracing eternity with Samara was unreal,the Asari milf seemingly fuelled by his desire and his passion. Holding him close,as they became intoxicated with one another,smearing the floors,the walls,the window with their sweat and juices as they equal parts made love and blindly fucked like wild animals. Their contrasting complexions glistening with a sheen of perspiration and the stickiness of their juices as their astral mental plains was a frantic psychic orgy. The Z fighter understanding thst they were harnessing and building up Tantric energy,as the veteran justicar used her biotic powers to guide and bring her lusty protege to new heights of spiritual power. Alright so maybe getting a baby out of him was a small persomal bonus too but with how amazing a lover he was, why wouldn’t it be such a natural result? As she had her arms and legs around the short king,gasping and moaning as he performed a standing fuck,making her bounce and ride on his jackhammering cock. His heavy swaying balls smacking her jiggling booty as they threw their heads back to howl ire orgasmic rapture. Their auras flaring like a supernova as did their astral bodies,the orgy twister scattering like dandelions in the wind as their psychic ghosts held each other in the same embrace. All the women in Krillin’s sex life, 18 especially, cumming with them,the intensity such it woke some of them up to find them playing with themselves or soaked with sweat. While with the earth man and his justicar spiritual guide came down from their orgasmic high to feel the afterglow. The shortstack stud falling back on the couch,feeling the aura and mindset of the non state kick in, as he eyed the panting milf who continued to hold him,their loins still connected.

Samara:*as she dsughter her breath,looked at him with a sensual smile,caressing his face.*”Mm,well done,my little man..now we can truly begin your training….if you’re ready to continue of course. Shall we embrace eternity together once more?”* the Asari milf purred and giggled as her sexual stallion looked at her,nodding with absolute determination as she felt his cock twitch and pulse inside her azure. Kissing him sensually and softly,as as their lions began to move together once more. Slow and steady at first as they prepared for the next round.*

Outside of Samara’smchambers of course,a small group of Asari peeped and looked through the opening of the door. In absolute awe of the embrace of eternity they were witnessing first hand,wondering if the lair might welcome a extra set of bodies or if they’d ere any men out there,especially on earth thst were of Krillin’s level and standard. Some of them even began making out with each other,as in the days,week to months to come since Krillin’s spiritual training with Samara begun, Thessia and the Asari species as a whole throughout the galaxy woild experience a major population boom. The matriarchs of the Asari would rightfully call this event the Krillin Effect…..

[alicemichelle297]

The legendary super mangaka. Rest in power, Akira Toriyama 鳥山 明

When I draw something, the incredibly annoying thing is that it doesn't come out like I pictured.

I grew up in the early 2000s watching Toonami like the rest of my generation. I still vividly remember watching Goku transform into Super Saiyan 3 for the first time– "This is to go even further beyond!"– sitting on the floor in my mother's living room with my grandpa sleeping in a recliner behind me.

I wasn't a super fan of DBZ but I was keeping up with the show because it was the talk of the playground back then. It's no exaggeration that every boy my age tried to go super saiyan and fire a kamehameha during recess at least once.

Over the years, my brother and I have bonded over multiple Dragon Ball video games. After he moved two states away, we started playing Dragon Ball FighterZ online every week while talking on Discord to catch up and spend some time together like the old days.

To me, Akira Toriyama's works are more than just mindless entertainment. He was an inspiration to the entire anime industry and his legacy has spread beyond anime, beyond Japan, beyond eastern culture.

"Goku Y Superman" by salvamakoto on DeviantArt

Goku has become a folk hero figure in the same vein as Superman, Sherlock Holmes, and Robin Hood. He represents hope, perseverance and kindheartedness.

Toriyama's pen is responsible for so many moments that give me chills when I watch them again and again. When Goku declares "I will not let you destroy my world!" in his fight against Beerus, I grin from ear to ear with the reassurance that nothing will stop this hero.

It takes a master storyteller to create an unfailing hero who still struggles to reach the strength he needs to fulfill that promise. Every episode of Dragon Ball Z I watch, I know for certain that Goku will succeed and yet I'm still able to believe that he needs to train and push himself to do it. It's never a foregone conclusion.

Yesterday I rewatched the episode where Goku achieves Ultra Instinct against Jiren and Whis' narration explains he has "given it all to the fire and let it burn". I wept knowing Toriyama envisioned this display of zen almost peaceful mastery of martial arts. I can't imagine anything more beautiful than an ability to fight without the cloud of thoughts, often with his eyes closed and moving on pure impulse.

Dragon Ball will go on, of course. The publisher and animation studio will continue to make new content for the fans and the profits, but this is the end of the series having an author. A man with an ethos and vision for his own characters. The future is uncertain for the thing he has nurtured for so very long.

I was overwhelmed when I read the news of Mr. Toriyama's passing. It was the very first thing on my Instagram feed that morning and I couldn't stop thinking about it for the rest of the day. I read his age, 68, and thought how he was younger than my dad– how could he be gone?

Not only was he the creator of one of my favorite franchises of all time, and the creator of other franchises that are near and dear to other people's hearts like Chrono Trigger and Dragon Quest; he was also a talented artist, a fellow author, and a beautifully modest man.

I'd want to be born once more as myself, but more talented.

Rest in power, Akira Toriyama. You will be imitated and emulated but you will never be forgotten or replaced.

[l-kita-san-l]

So I know some people ship Beerus and whis and that’s fine but I can’t help but feel Whis actually hates Beerus. Like in that one scene where Beerus was eating ramen before the tournament with his brother, Beerus asked whis if he only brought Vegeta and Goku to train at beerus’s world because whis wanted to get them stronger to fight Beerus.

After Beerus asked that whis gave him kind of a smug look like he was going to replace Beerus and we already know that whis was only going to train Vegeta if he agreed to be a god of destruction one day, but Vegeta showed his instant ramen and whis agreed to train him because of that. Then whis came to earth and Goku asked him to train him and whis said it was about the right time and when bulma asked what he meant he kinda just gaslighted her.

I kinda feel like the angels are evil, but the creators of dragon ball super haven’t revealed it or they don’t plan to or it’s not true and I’m just being delusional.

Does any of this make sense, I don’t really know if it does I think being sick is messing with my head.😷

[rabbitcyclops]

hey could you relationship headcanons on beerus x sanga they are so adorable together

AHHHHH Thank you so much for the ask!

I'm not very good at writing headcanons for characters, but here you go!

In the beginning, Beerus was quite dismissive of Sanga. He felt like he was forced to babysit someone and was annoyed by it! Sanga also felt quite intimidated by Beerus, but Whis always tried to neutralize Sanga's nerves. An angel must remain neutral at all times, after all!

Sanga does their best to be a good angel, but there's a reason my he's still in training after so much time! No matter how hard he tries, he always feels the flurry of emotions rise to his chest, especially with Beerus around... 👀

But not to worry, Whis is always there to smooth things over when the Sanga's nerves get the best of them. He’s calm and understanding, and helps Sanga (and sometimes Beerus) better understand what they're feeling. He's like the middle ground of sorts

Beerus isn't great at being forward and showing his romantic interest but start being awfully welcoming and exited about Sanga's presence and don't think Whis doesn't realize it!

Sanga is quite new to concepts like resting and eating, and Just like Whis he finds it very interesting! There are some things that Sanga doesn't like, tho, which only gives him the opportunity to pamper his favorite god by putting extra strawberries in his plate.

Eventually, when they're more comfortable with each other they're more physically affectionate, and it has happened where Beerus is taking a light nap during the that and "makes" Sanga stay with him.

I hope this makes sense, Heheheeh thank you so much for the ask again!

[fandom-trash-xl]

The potential comedy in reviving Dragon Ball GT following the after-effects of Dragon Ball Super: The Black Star Dragon Ball Saga

Preface Notes: See my thoughts on nerfing Super's power escalation before the End of Z here. Ideas here follow the DBS anime's canon rather than the manga's.

I know that Dragon Ball GT is a point of mixed feelings for many a Dragon Ball fan and, while it clashes with the modern content that succeeded it, it was honestly just a fun and silly little time at points. Sure we talk about Super Saiyan 4 more than we do the series that spawned it, but GT isn't half bad.

I bounced around the idea of Dragon Ball GT possibly carrying on, but then there's the little quirks to canon that Super made that change things. Of course, we can very reasonably nerf the Saiyans back to the numbered Super Saiyans and that would consequently cut Beerus and Whis out of the picture, but there is one character in the cast that Super squeezed in...

A resurrected Frieza.

Okay, brief recap for those uninitiated: The Pilaf Gang (who would, with Super in play, be looking close to their adult selves again rather than GT's old, feeble, and sunspotted) sneaks onto the Lookout to find the secret Black Star Dragon Balls that reactivated once Piccolo and Kami became one again. Goku walks in on them after his training with Uub once they summon Ultimate Shenron, and Pilaf's poor wording leads to him accidentally wasting the wish on turning Goku back into a child. The Black Star Dragon Balls scatter across the galaxy and, if they are not regathered in a year, the Earth will be destroyed. The crew is meant to be comprised of Goku, Goten, and Trunks, but Goten misses take-off when he takes a phone call from his girlfriend and Pan sneaks aboard and preemptively hits the launch button.

With the journey through space to collect the scattered Dragon Balls, they're bound to eventually cross Frieza's neck of the galaxy. The emperor notices an unauthorized and unidentified spaceship, the Dragon Crew's, in his orbit so he tractor beams them in for interrogation.

"You'd better have a good explanation..."

"Hey Frieza!"

He recognizes that voice over the intercom- a bit more pre-pubescent-sounding than he recalls... He switches on video coms and sees the cam of the inside crew, noticing:

Goku, oddly small, but still, Goku

A purple-haired gentleman with a strong resemblance to the Super Saiyan that killed him

A NEW ONE that he already has a gut feeling he's not going to like AT ALL (and he is correct)

He sighs, grumbling as he rubs at the bridge of his nose. "Oh sweet cripes no..."

Against his better judgement, Frieza allows them aboard, to explain things more than anything else. At this point, the emperor and the Z Team are on iffy terms, a pinch of alliance rather than pure hatred (Vegeta's exempt from this) but not best buddies either. Goku, knowing that Frieza knows the cosmos the best out of all of them, tries to convince the lizard for some space favors and lend them a hand, but honestly he could care less.

"I am not your space GPS..."

Begrudgingly, he agrees to assist, but to keep it a challenging plotline, it's never when he's actually needed or comes with a caveat.

"If it'll help you that much... I can give you the security clearance code to get through that gate." (Cue the Dragon Crew getting absolutely demolished) "Ah, one little tidbit I forgot to mention, I didn't exactly tell them you were coming so you'll still be labelled as an intruder. My bad~!"

He'll just be sipping his wine a few stars away while they deal with Rilldo- we have to retain power scaling somehow. On the basis that we nerfed Goku and Vegeta before we got to GT, the villains would be more on par with this lowered level, but we can't exactly nerf Frieza, who is already decently powerful in base Final Form and is likely not giving up Golden either. So, Frieza can't step into any of these fights- not that he'd care, it's none of his concern and this doesn't affect him at all.

Bonus concept but there is an opening for potential Kuriza in this scenario! I mean, we have Pan and Bulla in this part of the series, why not round out the trio? My "The Small and the Shiny" one-shot wouldn't be canon to this, so this would end up being Pan and Kuriza's first encounter.

As Goku and Frieza make discussion, shy Kuriza (Frieza not even addressing him without prompting) attempts to slink away unnoticed until he accidentally locks eyes with Pan. She gives him a little wave and the little lizard silently panics.

BONUS GAGS:

Frieza's height complex

Frieza takes a silent pride in being the tallest one in the room- at least until Trunks stands up at full extension. He'll at least take the fact that he now towers over Goku height-wise. In fact, he might as well also take the fact that Kuriza is taller than Goku now... albeit only by a few centimeters but it counts!

Frieza becoming the ultimate cutaway gag

Frieza makes appearances as tiny cutaway gags, especially in intense fights where he could be helping but he's not because a.) plot-convenient power scaling retention and b.) he just can't be bothered to care or even notice.

Goku: (being absolutely curb stomped) Man, he's strong! I wish Frieza was here, he'd be a real big help right about now! (Cut to Frieza's ship where he's just trying to enjoy dinner with wine) Frieza: (sneezes) Kuriza: Something wrong, Papa? Frieza: Oh, it's nothing, Kuri. I just thought I heard someone calling my name. Kuriza: I didn't hear anything... Frieza: Ah, very well. I suppose it wouldn't be that important regardless~ (Cut back to the carnage)

[sweetescapeartist]

FIXING THE MORO & GRANOLAH ARCS

This is a long post. But, here I will rewrite scenes to make the arcs better because there are a TON of flaws & bad writing. Ppl are OOC, abilities get nerfed without explanation, things are said that contradict the entire series (like 17 & 18 not having life energy when they have been shown to donate life energy to the Genki Dama in the original series). And there are things said that have no payoff and end up being pointoess inclusions. So without further ado, here we go.

GALACTIC PRISONER ARC:

Moro's magical abilities stay consitent. Grand Supreme Kai lost most of his godly energy to seal Moro, so that means barely any of it would be given to Uub. Uub is mentioned, but he does not get involved in any kind of way. Vegeta training with the Yardrats does not happen because he doesn't use any of those abilities after that arc, so it was pointless. And most importantly, there is no "Angel in training" Merus in this. We barely saw Goku train with him and didn't see them form a friendship. We are just told it happened & are given a quick flashback AFTER Merus sacrifices himself. (I dont see any value Merus added to the story besides being a plot device that dies, comes back, removed from being an Angel, and is never mentioned again in the following arc. Toyotaro added an Angel but had to make him not Angel so it does not conflict with Toriyama's future plans.) A lot of things only happen in the current manga arc, then aren't shown again. Toyo makes something up that ends up conflicting with what Toriyama has planned, Toyotaro finds a way to backtrack. So here are my fixes...

Jaco comes to get Majin Buu for help. Goku arrives and asks whats going on. Jaco explains that he was told to awaken the Grand Supreme Kai within Buu. He ends up asking Goku and Vegeta for help since they are actually on Earth & not training at Beerus' planet.

They learn about Moro, Moro escapes and uses his magic to drain the life energy of the prison gaurds. Moro also releases the prisoners. Still at the prison, Goku and Vegeta arrive & fight the prisoners but the two end up getting their ki drained and having to retreat to a ship when Moro destroys the prison. The prisoners were all saved by Moro and put in ships. Goku and Vegeta teleported to Jaco's ship.

At this time, Buu awakes and leaves the ship to fight Moro in space. The Grand Supreme Kai emerges. Their magical battle is what makes them somewhat even but in the end, Buu is defeated and Goku has to turn SSB then teleport in space to save Buu then go back to the ship.

Defeated, they plan on what to do next. They decide they need to train with Whis more. Vegeta DOES NOT train with the Yardrats. Instead, he went to train with Whis more, but ends up training under Beerus. Meanwhile, Goku trains under Whis.

The warriors of Earth fight 7-3 and other minions. Jaco ends up buying them time to train. (This can remain the same.)

Moro arrives with his army who are amped up by his magic. But despite this, the Earth's heroes are victorious. Everyone defeats the minions. Gohan & Piccolo defeat 7-3, Krillin defeats the panda bear guy and he and Roshi defeat the 3 fused women, Yamcha beats his dude up, Tien & Chaozu beat the metal man up. And 17 & 18 fight in some battle too.

Moro decides to get his hands dirty himself. Everyone tries to fight him but get beat up by Moro.

An impatient Goku senses the battle and uses Instant Transmission to get to Earth to help his friends. He fights old man Moro using UI principles while in SSG & SSB. He ultimately loses.

Then Whis & Beerus arrive on Earth with Vegeta. Vegeta shows off his Hakai technique he's been working on. He gives old man Moro a scare by destroying one of his arms.

Moro manages to escape, absorbs 7-3, and regains his youth (I dislike the knock off Cell appearance so this will be young ram Moro). Vegeta tries holding him off but cannot do so alone. Goku jumps in to help along with the others. But they all get defeated. Beerus thinks about helping out, but when Goku sees everyone defeated, Goku finally taps into UI Omen.

UI Omen Goku defeats Moro and finishes him for good.

Since the Earth warriors were made honorary members of the Galactic Patrol like Goku & Vegeta were, they are all in a picture with their medals instead of just Goku, Vegeta, & Buu.

GRANOLAH THE SURVIVOR ARC

Granolah and Gas dont learn Hakai out of nowhere. That's dumb. And Gas can't use Instant Transmission either. That's dumb. They only have amplified versions of the skills they currently have. Monaito does not suddenly get his healing abilities amplified. He just does the best he can.

Goku and Vegeta get back to their training. Goku can use UI Omen at will but is training to use MUI. Vegeta is trying to learn more from Beerus. We actually see Beerus use a purple flaming aura.

Goku & Vegeta fight Granolah. Goku goes first. Once he goes SSB, he thinks he defeated Granolah then gets knocked out by him.

Vegeta fights Granolah and taps into the power he saw Beerus tap into. Vegeta manages to win. And Granolah is surprised that a Saiyan does not kill him. Then, Monaito explains how a Saiyan once spared them before. (Not "save" because that contradicts a lot.)

Flashback; There is an invasion on planet Cereal. The people are fighting for their lives against the invaders but they have mostly lost. Then 7 pods crash land on the planet. From there, Bardock and his crew hop out and start fighting as Oozaru since the moon is out. They kill all the space pirates with ease. Then one of the surviving the Cerealians Flayk destroys the moon to stop the Saiyans from slaughtering them next. From there the pirates kill Flayk then go attack the last few survivors as well as attempting to attack the Saiyans. But the Saiyans finish the pirates off. Bardock's crew leaves, but he decides to stay behind a while. He smells something fishy about these pirates and wonders why somebody other than Freeza's army were attacking the planet. So he looks for clues.

Continued flashback; While searching for some sort of information, Bardock sees a passed out Granolah being held by Muesli and Monaito. In fear they ask why didn't he kill them. He says he saw the destruction from space and just wanted a good fight. He wasnt even supposed to be there & he has no reason to do battle with an opponent who won't fight him (referring to Monaito & Meusli). Then, the Heeters show up. Elec has an high-tech eyepatch over his eye that he uses to detect Bardock. It's his version of the scouters Freeza's soldiers use. Elec asks what the Saiyan is doing here & threatens to tell Freeza. Bardock tells him go ahead and tell Freeza how Elec and his family are trying to take planets from him by hiring pirates to wipe the inhabitants out, then sell the planets to Freeza at a higher price. Elec shows irritation. Granolah wakes up and sees Bardock and yells "Saiyan!" Monaito quickly tries to put him asleep & Meusli covers his mouth, but a beam shoots through the house and hits Muesli. That's the last thing Granolah sees before he passes out again. A Saiyan & his mother being struck by a beam. But it was Elec who killed Granolah's mother.

Continued flashback; Bardock then fires an attack at Elec and his family, but its blocked by Gas' barrier. Then, the two fight with Bardock having the advantage until Gas releases his instincts and hulks out. Bardock is losing, but keeps fighting. Meanwhile" Monaito summons the dragon to wish Bardock and himself and Granolah away, but Bardock says to wait. He wants to beat this guy. With great effort Bardock fights and uses skill to outmanuever the "mindless beast" Gas. Bardock wins, but he collapses from exhaustion.

Continued flashback; Elec arrives. He is angry at the defeat of Gas and plans to finish Bardock off himself. When he pulls out his gun, Bardock blasts it out of his hand as he smirks and begins to pass out. In a fit of rage, Elec removes his pendant & releases his instincts. BUT his transformation is not shown yet. At that exact moment, Monaito wished for Bardock to return home and Bardock who was barely concious & only thought about returning home. Then Bardock is gone & the flashback ends.

Then Moaito in the present explains that a furious Elec found him and threatened to kill him and Granolah if he didn't do as he commanded. Monaito explains that Elec was the one who killed Granolah's mother and he wanted to make Granolah his own personal Saiyan assassin, but the Saiyans were wiped out some time after. Granolah angrily takes off his eyepatch that was given to him by Elec. Monaito picks it up & asks why Granolah did that when he upgraded the eyepatch himself & even named it Oatmil. Granolah says he wants nothing from the Heeters. They've lied to him and used him his entire life.

Then, Gas shows up as the new strongest in the universe after a wish was made and fights the heroes. They all get defeated until Granolah unlocks his second red eye (his true power) and beats Gas who just released his instincts, but lost control again. Elec gives Gas a pep talk and Gas controls his instincts. Then Gas slims down and fights Granolah, defeating him. Gas also damages his right eye that is unique to his people. Then, Elec shoots Granolah in the stomach. He falls unconcious.

Goku and Vegeta power up and prepare to fight Gas. Their plan is to make him lose control so they can find openings as Bardock did. They do so while Monaito heals Granolah. The plan is working and they manage to defeat Gas together as UI Goku & UE Vegeta (or some similar form), but are exhausted & depleted on ki.

Next, Elec walks up to Gas. Gas begs for help. Then, Elec pulls out his gun in order to shoot Gas who is now useless to him (kinda a refernece to how Vegeta killed Nappa). But, Goku shoots the gun out Elec'd hand with a ki blast & smirks. Elec gets reminded of Bardock. He tells Goku that there is no dragon to save him this time (as if he was talking to Bardock). Elec takes off his pendant, unleashes his instincts, and transforms. It was foreshadowed in CH 80 page 24 that all the Heeters can unleash some sort of instinct power, so why not make use of that?

Elec pumels Goku and Vegeta while saying he may not be the strongest in the universe, but he can handle two worn out Saiyans like them. (Elec is revealed to have been the strongest Heeter until he wished for Gas to be the strongest in the universe.) Before he can land a killing blow on Goku & Vegeta, a blast is fired through Elec's chest. A barely healed Granolah is using Oatmil to assist his aim and shoots elec with his own gun, killing Elec in a similar way how Elec killed his mother. But, Granolah killed to protect others instead.

They all lay tired as Monaito goes to heal them. He heals Goku & Vegeta a bit, then Freeza's ship appears and Freeza leaps from it. He asks where Elec is and sees him dead on the ground. Freeza says its a pity because he wanted to kill him himself. He "asks" if the other Heeter want to work for him. But before they can answer, Gas, who is still following Elecs orders, rages out and fights Freeza. But Freeza effortlessly kills him. Freeza says he'll ask again. Oil and Maki agree.

Freeza looks at Goku and Vegeta who aren't in any kind of fighting condition. He slightly powers up with a powerful aura then stops. He smirks then tells them that killing them.now wouldn't be satisfying. He plans to defeat them at their best to make them bow to him. He would rather they live with the fact that he is above them once again. (A parallel to how SSJ Goku wanted Freeza to live with the knowledge that a "lowly Saiyan" was now far above him.) Then Freeza departs as he says they will meet again.

Soon after, Whis arrives and heals everyone up. Goku asks if Whis was watching the entire time. He says he watched most of the fight. Then the oracle fish adds that none of them looked like the strongest that would rise. Goku & Vegeta are surprised. Then the two part ways with Granolah & Monaito to return to their training. Monaito says he will make a wish to heal the planet & then deactivate the Dragon Balls. Granolah asks if he can make another wish. It's implied thst he wants the Cerealians to cohabit the planet with the Sugarians like how the Cerealians onces cohabited Planet Cereal with Namekians. But it is never shown.

Boom. Done. It aint the best, but its better than what we got. There is a pay-off to things foreshadowed, subtle references, Bardock's personality isnt changed & he retains his DB Minus/DBS: Broly attitude, Goku isn't being nerfed, Vegeta actually wins with his new form without it making Goku look bad, things remain consistent.

[musedbyalli]

Continued from: “Oop.” It’s seamless, perhaps, and some distant part of himself may marvel at that quick-thinking instinct, considering the unfamiliar circumstances, though no part of his usual cool affability betrays his private surprise. Marron is scooped into something of a loose football hold, placed under his arm and against his jutted hip where he looks down upon her with only the faintest quirk tugging upon one corner of his lips. “Mustn’t rush into things with a hot head, now,” Whis coos. “Good things come to those who wait, after all. Though a little scheming never hurts, either.” @amongthecrags

While it wasn't a thought on her mind, it was rather impressive how quickly Whis had been able to swoop in to handle the situation. Instead though, she was simply annoyed at how easy she was to catch and handle. Marron squirmed slightly simply out of stubbornness since she knew that she wasn't much of a challenge for him considering who he trained with, although it didn't seem to impact Whis' ability to handle her.

Her frustration did fade a bit once Whis spoke though and she realized she wasn't necessarily going to be scolded for her attempted carelessness.

"Scheming?" Her stubborn resistance stopped as the word slipped out. While it came out sounding like a question, it wasn't that she didn't understand the concept. She was surprised that the suggestion was brought up, although it was rather fitting of Whis from the encounters she had with the being. Perhaps she could try to get his aid in coming up with a scheme. After all, he had to be pretty clever to handle Beerus, so he was likely filled with clever thoughts.

The child was aware that if her parents were there, they'd want her to drop the thing entirely. Yet, they weren't here, so she had time to get even. While it was likely a foolish issue to more mature individuals, Marron was young yet and had been rather offended at the suggestion that she couldn't keep up with those 1/2 saiyans even if it were true.

"You're pretty smart, Mr. Whis." A bit of flattery, but it was sincere. She had heard her dad talk about different times that his friends got beat up when they rushed into things. "Do you like scheming?"

[sadfruittheatre-rp]

Bragi has some Fucking Opinions (TM) about his coworkers. Some are stronger than others.

U1

Anat: Bragi really looks up to Anat. He wants to BE Anat. He's so perfect and handsome and good at his job and he wants some of that to rub off on him so bad. The only downside is that he thinks the guy is extremely boring.

Iwan: He finds Iwan really hard to read, but he respects his work.

Awamo: He seems pretty respectable, but he's never gotten to really talk to him.

U2

Pell: Loud old man. Bragi finds him incredibly annoying. He's even more annoying when he and Heles really get going.

Heles: He thinks she has good taste, and they'd probably actually get along fairly well if given the chance. He can only handle her in small doses though, especially with Pell.

Sour: Bragi finds him weirdly serious by comparison. He sort of wishes he'd reign the other two in a little more.

U3

Eyre: Bragi is too much of a normie by comparison to understand him. Finds him to be a bit of a little sanctimonious know-it-all. Pot, meet kettle.

Mule: Very big (as Mosco). Very unreadable. The idea of trying to talk to him stresses him out a bit.

Camparri: Bragi's not too sure what he's actually like, considering he spends most of the time translating for Mosco.

U4

The vibes are just off all around. Very shady. He hates that they're next to each other in the order and is both mentally and literally scooting away at any given opportunity.

U5 (He's from here!!!)

Ogma: Made a whole post about them here. He respects her quite a lot.

Arack: Definitely not someone he feels comfortable approaching too casually, but he thinks he's really smart and good at what he does.

Cukatail: He likes Cukatail well enough. Bragi was initially pretty intimidated by them at first, but isn't anymore. The two get along fairly well.

U6

Fuwa: Bragi's not sure what's worse, when Fuwa isn't fired up, or when he is. When he's not, he's annoyingly absent-minded, and when he is, he's annoyingly loud. Not a fan.

Champa: These two would get along so well if they weren't both so fussy. As it stands, Bragi finds him incredibly immature and annoying, even if he respects the man's taste in beverages.

Vados: Out of all the angels, he finds her to be the most terrifying. Having seen her interact with Champa, he knows she could playfully roast him into oblivion without batting an eye. He does not want to give her a reason.

U7

Shin: Any time Bragi finds something in U7 he doesn't like, he lowkey wants to shake Shin like "WHY DID YOU MAKE THIS EXIST," but he also understands that the guy is incompletely trained, and he's become a little more sympathetic to that.

Old Kai: EXPLODING HIM WITH HIS MIND

Kibito: Way too scary to approach. He's so BIG. And FROWNY. No way.

Beerus: Bragi does not respect this man. Fears him, certainly, but does not respect him. Lazy, arrogant, irresponsible. Not a fan.

Whis: Lowkey wants to go on a culinary adventure with him someday, but he knows that would mean bringing Beerus along. He'll just keep those dreams in his head for now.

U8

Iru: Respects his work, but finds him way too silly, in that sort of "grandpa pretends to believe you're still in kindergarten as a joke" kind of way. Being from a paired universe, Bragi's had the most interaction with him out of any of the other Kais outside his universe.

Liquiir: Not a bad guy! At the very least, he can appreciate how well he and Iru work together.

Korn: A bit too haughty for his liking, but he can't complain too much, given how well that Universe runs.

U9

Roh: Another loud old man. He hates him most out of all his fellow kais, but he plays nice when going to see his friend Veroa. (In a shitpost AU he's literally Bragi's dad, we joked that Roh's how he'd turn out if he never got his shit together lmao)

Sidra: Bragi pities this man. He'd be much better off as a Kai, probably. At the very least, not a God of Destruction. It's genuine pity though, not like, derogatory pity. Though maybe a little derogatory.

Mojito: Bragi pities him the most. He's clearly got his work cut out for him, and every time he sees him, he just mentally goes, "I sure am glad I'm not working there."

U10

Gowasu: He feels bad for Gowasu. Bragi thinks he's a bit incompetent as a teacher, but seems like an otherwise decent person. They'd probably get along pretty well, actually, talking over GodTube and tea.

Zamasu: Used to absolutely idolize the guy. Zamasu did nothing wrong and all that. But now he thinks hating mortals is cringe. Stop being cringe, Zamasu. If he ever tried to redeem himself though, Bragi would be very sympathetic because oof he can relate lmao

Rumsshi: TOO LOUD. Too brash. Too obnoxious. Way too scared to ever tell him that. 0/10.

Cus: Seems fun! He definitely feels like she's way too cool to hang out with him, though.

U11

Khai: Thinks he's kind of mean and it makes him really uncomfortable. Khai feels like a Popular Mean Girl to him.

Belmod: Nope. Nope. Nope nope nope nope. Sure, the guy has very strong and respectable morals, but he carries an aura that Bragi finds highkey unsettling.

Marcarita: Not as intimidating as Vados. but he gets a similar feeling that she could tease him pretty intensely if she wanted.

U12

Agu: Seems nice enough. He hasn't had to deal with him too much, but he clearly does good work.

Giin: Seems like a nice guy overall, Bragi respects his cleverness.

Martinu: Seems like she'd be fairly approachable, but he's not too sure because he hasn't had the opportunity.

Zeno: Absolutely fucking terrified beyond words. He's never actually gotten to see Zeno in person, though. He's generally not important enough for that. Were there not this huge power dynamic tho they'd probably get along well, kids like Bragi lmao