#dbs fanfic

[mrsgabby-vtuber]

DRAGON BALL SUPER: BROLY

Alienated Saiyan Disorder

An episodic fanfic by Gabby G. Ghoul

Episode 01

Age 732, Planet Vegeta

King Vegeta proceeds into the nursery chamber, his eyes locked on the central platform. As he made his way towards his son's pod, the Royal Midwives rallied adjacent to him to offer their reports on Prince Vegeta's growth.

"His growth remains at nominal levels, my liege, at this rate he should reach a power level of 600 by tomorrow" said one scientist, reading off the numbers from his Medical-Grade Scouter. Their reliance on the Cold Empire's technological prowess was not lost on His Majesty, but progress was slow when your entire tribe served as a mercenary force.

"Nominal isn't befitting of the Prince of All Saiyans" Vegeta finally spoke to the surprise of the Midwife. The ensemble had made its way to the Prince's pod. Vegeta watched his son floating inside of the chamber. He rest his hand against the glass. Their future rested in the hands of this infant child, suspended in a turquoise dream of amniotic fluid.

"Increase what you can of his nutrient intake" The King commanded, "My son will not be some ordinary warrior". With that, the Midwives were dismissed, and Vegeta made his way towards the exit. However, something peculiar caught his eye. There on the second stratum of the central platform, was a child unknown to him. He snapped his fingers towards one of the medical team, and pointed at the subject.

"What is a commoner child doing in this section?" He inquired, "This space is reserved for nobility."

"Ah, yes, your Highness!" One member of the team chimed in, searching her scouter for the correct records. "That would be the son of Lieutenant Paragus, Broly" she went on, "He's shown remarkable growth over the course of several days - a power level of 900!"

Vegeta feels a stone turn in his heart, and remains silent. Another scientist asserts that this Broly child could prove to be a valuable asset to the Royal Guard - a bodyguard for the Prince. But the King would have none of it. He demanded that Paragus' child be returned to the lower levels where he belonged, and dismissed himself from the nursery.

Arrogant researchers, they know nothing of Pride. What kind of Warrior Prince would need protection from some common trash? I'll see to Paragus and his spawn myself if need be.

[skeletonqueen06]

Listen I wanna read a Post Tournament of Power fic where:

1. A week after the ToP, Goku feels bothered somewhat leaving the Zenos behind. (kind of)

2. So, Goku suggests to hold an after-party event (picnic-style) where everyone is invited. Everyone means EVERYONE. The Zenos, participants who participated in the ToP, each universes Kaioshins and their respective Gods of Destructions, like literally everyone, including the Z gang too.

3. When he first proposed the idea to Beerus and Whis, Beerus goes like "Hell naw, not on your fucking life" while Whis goes like "Sounds interesting, maybe I should call my Father and see what he thinks about this." After lots of pestering, beerus and the kaioshins finally agreed and miraculously everyone from other universes are fine with it as well.

4. Then Chichi and Bulma got busy preparing for the after-party.

5. When the picnic finally happen, everyone from other universes were so tense because the Zenos will be there too. The gang from the U7 on the other hand literally excited for the picnic.

6. Goku formally introduced the Z gang and his family members to the Zenos.

7. When Chichi finally met the Zenos face to face, she was instantly on grandma's mode, and said, "Now that I see you up close, you're so small. Here lemme fix you up something real quick, so you'll grow big and strong like my husband.

8. Everyone excluding the Goku's family was hella sweating at this point. Beerus and Champa just kept on eating thinking that they might as well die with full stomach.

9. Goten and Trunks asked the Zenos to play with them. Goten and Trunks taught the Zenos lots of fun games.

10. Pan on the other hand fly around the Grand Priest's head while trying to touch his hallo-thingy. Bulla was crawling around his feet trying to get his attention.

11. At this point, other people from other universes thinks that either the people from U7 have the nerve of steel, or they just literally bunch of crazy bastards.

12. Many fun things happen in the party. Kame Sennin let his perverted nature loose, the Saiyans and other warriors have an eating contest and all. Bonus point if Chichi and Bulma bonded with Kale and the others over how stupid Saiyans men can be while Cabba docilely sitting as he heard their complains wishing it won't be him they go to.

13. Anyway in the end, everyone enjoys the party.

14. Before leaving back to Earth, Goku said to the Zenos that if they ever felt bored again, might as well come to earth and have some fun there.

Sorry for the bad grammar. English is not first language, you see. But I really want to put this idea out there hoping that someone will write the fic or something.

[rennsdeaddoves]

Nishiyama Yume

Tigger warning: drugs, needle wounds, bruises, abuse, cuts, over doses.

Yume is a foster girl who's been in the system basically her whole life. she's been in and out of several homes for a lot of reasons. most of those homes however were not as bad as her last placement when she was 15.

the man of the house, Kento, did some really sketchy work, no one really knew where he got such a massive income, though no one questioned it, no one dared to. Yume was given the run down by a 17-year-old as soon as she entered the home. Kento was a man who liked his rules followed without questions or back talk, do either and the unfinished basement was your home for the next three days. he was a man of principle and anyone who didn't conform to his principle was punished accordingly.

Eventually when Yume was worked in Kento began to use her for his “business”. She began to run his drugs. And her payment, was a cut of anything she wanted from his stock. Her life had been shitty enough that she just didn’t question in and took what she was given, and that’s how she got addicted.

Eventually kento moved to the complex a few miles from Satan city. This was the complex where his supplier was located, the basement levels were where the drugs were being manufactured (at least the ones that could be) as well as some of the higher levels. He took the kids who were in on his business but still kept the same address within Satan city.

She did end up meeting Goku and Vegeta (it’s a whole thing that will be explained later). And she stayed in touch with them both. This in-turn lead her to Bulma, who saw her potential and offered her an internship at capsule Corp.

It was about 2 years later that Yume was brought in and adopted by Beerus for the first six months Yume kept requesting to go back to earth because she “missed her home” the truth was she needed some more fixes

It wasn’t until Vegeta was doing house work and he stumbled across her od’d in her room laying in a puddle of her own vomit that something was finally done about her little issue.

She was taken back to earth for some intense rehab and care. She was given liquids because you could feel right through her, the infections from the needle wounds were cleaned out, and everything else that needed cared for was taken care of.

After she returned to Beerus’ planet did things begin to turn around, she was give the attention and opportunities that she should have been given a long time ago and was finally allowed to heal

Hopefully nothing worse happens to her in her time with Beerus.

[blossombriefs]

Chateau | NSFW Vegeta OneShot [18+]

AN: I honestly couldn’t help myself. I had to write about my favourite DB boi. I’ve been planning one for a little while so I hope you all enjoy it! Summary: The gang all go on vacation together after the events of the Buu saga, however, there is more on Vegeta's mind than meets the eye. Title namesake: 'Chateau' by Blackbear Content: Sexual and mature content. Vegeta and Bulma are not together and Trunks doesn’t exist. The reader is related to Chi-Chi. Praise kink. Oral sex. Teasing. Mentions of a breeding kink. Vegeta is a cocky mf, I kinda made him a lil down bad during the confession. Word count: 2.7K

After taking on Majin Buu, the gang all decided it was time to take a huge vacation together before trying to find some normality. Mr Satan had booked and paid for everyone to go to a beachfront villa. Your sister Chi-Chi had invited you along with her family; her husband Goku and their two kids. You packed your suitcase with everything you'd need; bikinis, sunscreen, water bottles, towels. You were ready to spend time with your friends and loved ones.

On arrival, everyone seemed over the moon to be there, all apart from one. Sulking behind the group carrying his bags was Vegeta. You couldn’t help but notice the tension that was radiating from the proud prince. Determined to lift his spirits, you hung behind the group and approached him with a warm smile.

“Hey Vegeta,” you greeted him. Out of genuine concern and with a tilt of your head, you continued “What’s the matter?”

“Oh great, Kakarot’s insufferable bride’s equally as insufferable sister.” He said with an eye roll. When he glanced at you, you clocked his expression softening slightly. He grumbled, “It’s nothing that concerns you, woman,”

Refusing to be thrown off by his brash tone, you persisted. “Come on, Vegeta, we’re all here to relax and have fun.”

He hesitated for a moment, seemingly caught off guard by your display of persistence. After a heavy sigh, he muttered, “Fine. I suppose you’re right. But I don’t see the point in all this frivolity.”

You placed a gentle hand on his arm, feeling the tension in his muscles ease ever so slightly at the touch. “Sometimes we all just need a break from the chaos, the training, the battles. Let’s just make the most of this time together.”

Vegeta glanced down at your hand on his arm, accidentally letting his expression softed further. He didn't pull away, instead, he found himself oddly comforted by your touch.

"Fine," he muttered, this time with a little less hostility. "But don't expect me to participate in any ridiculous beach games or play happy families with Kakarot's kids."

You chuckled, a sound that caught Vegeta and even yourself a little off guard. "Fair enough. Just promise me you'll try to enjoy yourself, even if it's just a little bit."

Vegeta's response was a grunt, but there was a flicker of acceptance in his eye. With that, you two joined up with everyone in the villa. It was a gorgeous place to call home for a few weeks. The wooden walls and wall-height glass windows overlooked the sea and the beach. Chi-Chi ran through the room plans. Goku and her, of course, took the biggest bedroom in the villa. Gohan and Videl were downstairs in another large bedroom. Goten had his own room near his parents which was the smallest. You were in your own room in the back corner of the uppermost floor next door to Vegeta's room. You leaned down to pick up your bags to start heading upstairs however were met with a shoulder nudging you out of the way. You looked over to see Vegeta leading the way. "Let me get these."

Days passed by in a blur of sunshine, laughter and relaxation. You spent time relaxing with your sister and niece-in-law on the beach while Goku, Gohan and Goten played in the roaring, crisp waves. Gradually, you even saw Vegeta come around to the idea of a vacation. He maintained his aloof demeanour, often preferring solitary walks on the beach or continuing to train behind everyone's backs in the villa's gym. However, there were a few moments when you caught him watching everyone with a hint of longing in his eyes. On this particular occasion, you heard the sliding door click open from the villa. You turned around to see him sporting just a dark blue pair of swimming shorts and a pair of black flip-flops. You hoped your sunglasses hid your eyes as you found yourself drawn to his perfectly chiselled body, toned legs and muscular arms. Sweat dripped down him in the blistering sun as it was clear he had finished another gym session. You let out a flustered sigh as he stretched, looking out in Goku's direction as he made his way down the beach.

"Y/N!" you heard a screech from beside you. You turned your head as your eyes met Chi-Chi's. She held a glare but quickly started to laugh hysterically.

"W-what!?" you responded, shuffling back awkwardly on your towel.

"Do you think I'm stupid?" she answered, "Older sister's intuition tells me that you're eyeing up Vegeta!"

"I am not!" you argued back. Chi-Chi only persisted in making a mockery of you. You rolled your eyes as you tried to play off your sister's teasing, but deep down, you couldn't deny the truth behind her words. There was something about Vegeta that drew you in, something beyond his tough exterior and gruff demeanour. You wanted to break that hard exterior.

As the days passed you found yourself spending more and more time with Vegeta. You started accompanying him to the gym or on his beachside walks. You both were simply enjoying each other's company in the villa. Despite his initial reluctance, he seemed to appreciate having someone to confide in, someone he could talk to about the heavy weight of his past and the struggles that he had faced.

On the sixth night of the vacation, the two of you found yourselves sitting side by side on the beach once again, watching as the sun dipped below the horizon in a blaze of fiery tones that reflected off the clear waters below. The gentle sound of the waves filled the air, a soothing backdrop to the tension that crackled between you.

You sat flushed to one another, you accepted in your head that you didn't think Vegeta would want to be any closer. His eyes fixated forward as you broke the silence, "It's beautiful isn't it."

Vegeta tore his gaze away from the horizon, turning to look at you with an intensity that sent a shiver down your spine. "Yes, you could say that... but I don't think it's the most beautiful thing on this beach."

You tilted your head, blinking a little in surprise. You felt your heart skip a beat, "Vegeta..."

He reached out his hand to brush against yours in a tentative gesture. "You know I'm not good with emotions, woman. I've been trying to deny it, push anything I feel aside," he confessed, his voice rough with emotions. "But I feel like I have to be honest with you. I don't find you annoying. I-"

Your breath caught in the back of your throat at his confession, your mind reeling with a whirlwind of emotions. You hadn't dared entertain the idea that Vegeta could ever feel the same way that you did. His vulnerability lit a fire in your chest, he lay his heart bare before you. Without hesitation, you leaned in closer as your lips met his. A spark ignited between the pair of you. He didn't deny your kiss, gripping your wrist as his lips matched yours. When you eventually pulled back, you were breathless and craved more. In the moment all you could see was Vegeta and all Vegeta could see was you. Nothing else mattered except the two of you embracing under the starlit sky. The world was slowly drawn into focus, and the sounds of the ocean crashing against the shore filled the air. You gazed deeply into Vegeta's eyes, seeing his vulnerability there took your breath away.

"I didn't expect this," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Me neither," you confessed as a smile tugged the corners of your lips. You let your fingers trace his knuckles as you looked up and into his dark eyes, "I want you Vegeta."

He nodded as he leaned in, again claiming your lips as his. His hand sat comfortably on the side of your neck, his fingers tracing your jaw as he slipped his tongue gently into your mouth. You moaned softly, again matching his movements as your tongue swirled against his. Your hands raced through his dark hair, tugging it with your fingers as his moans matched yours. As he pulled away again, you fluttered your lashes with an innocent smile, "My room or yours?"

Without hesitation, Vegeta gripped your hand tightly as he marched back into the villa past everyone in the living room who were gathered to watch TV over dinner. Chi-Chi shot you a glance with a wink accompanying it and you could hear Goku question it as you reached the top of the stairs. "What was that about Chi-Chi?"

Vegeta shoved the door to his room open with his free hand, instantly closing it over once you were inside as he forced you against it. His warm breath greets your neck followed by his lips. Your moans were gentle, your hands gripped to his shoulders. He tugged gently at your skin with his fangs, revelling in the sounds coming from your lips. He grunted, "You do things to me, woman."

"Not as much as you do to me..." you whisper, pressing a playful kiss against his cheek. "My prince..."

Hearing that only got him more riled up. You could feel his hard cock push against your thigh through his shorts. He needed you now. Jumping up in his arms, he kept you held up by your thighs as you both continued making out. Vegeta directed you to the bed, throwing you down harshly as he pulled his tank top over his wide shoulders, dropping it on the floor. "Maybe if you're a good girl, your prince will reward you."

"Don't play coy. I've seen you eyeing me like a piece of meat this entire vacation. You've been begging for me to fuck you." You shook your head with a gentle bite of your lip, drawing a chuckle from the Saiyan's lips. You could only look up hungrily at his body, a smirk plastering his face as he undid the string of his shorts, "I'd be lying if I wasn't doing the same. Why do you think I was hiding out in that gym? Seeing you in that swimwear set me off more than I'm willing to admit."

As his shorts fell, you caught a glimpse of his massive cock as it sprung against his stomach. It was long, girthy and solid hard, craving your touch. He outstretched his finger and beckoned you towards him, "I want you to take me in your mouth."

You were quick to oblige, slowly crawling to the edge of the bed as you gripped his hard length in your hand. Your fingers could barely make it around his shaft. You looked up at him, your touch clearly making him fold as you gently began to suck on his tip. His moan was loud this time, his hand gripping your hair tightly as you stroked him at the same time. His eyes immediately shut, his mouth hanging open as he let more moans escape his lips, "Fuck, ah! Good girl. Such a good girl!"

You allowed your mouth to travel further down his shaft, your wrist twisting as you kept your grip on him. He couldn’t help but mumble and moan as he was like putty in your hands. You slipped off the bed and onto your knees, continuing to look on as you pleasured Vegeta. Your tongue pressured on the base of his cock, and your little kitten licks around his tip making him louder, you did everything right for him. You could feel his dick twitch, he was ready to cum in your mouth, but with one swift motion, he pulled you back to your feet. “Fuck… your turn.”

You were caught by surprise as Vegeta lowered you back down onto the bed on your back, gripping your tiny shorts as he slid them down your thighs. His eyes focused on what was waiting for him. “You’re soaking… I’ve barely even touched you, woman.”

He grasped your shoulders, turning you with your back to his chest as his hand slid down your torso, tugging at your panties hard to drive a moan out of your lips as the fabric rubbed off everything sensitive. He smiled, clearly loving to toy with you. Eventually, your panties were off and on the floor along with the rest of your clothes. He couldn’t help but let his fingers explore further down towards your heat. He circled your clit with his thumb, purring at the sound of your moans escaping your mouth. The louder you were, the harder he’d go, he knew he was pleasing you and he loved every second of it. You stuttered, your brain turning to mush, “V-Vegeta… fuck… so good…”

“I love how loud you are, Y/N, fuck!”

“K-keep going!”

He allowed his fingers to drift down more, keeping his thumb on your clit as he slid two of his fingers inside you. Keeping himself at a steady rhythm, he penetrated you deeper and deeper as he had one set goal in his mind. He wanted you to cum.

It wouldn't take him long to achieve it. You let out a high moan as you found yourself releasing onto Vegeta’s hand. He smirked in a cocky manner as he ground himself to a halt. You looked at him, your eyes watering as you panted heavily. “Fuck… I've never…”

“Shh…” he hushed you, sliding his wet fingers into your mouth. Your eyes widened in surprise as you gently suckled on them. “Taste how good you are, c'mon. That's a good girl…”

The back and forth was hot, intense, and absolutely nothing short of mind-blowing. You both clearly had one goal in mind now. Vegeta pinned you to the mattress, removing your shirt before positioning himself with your ankles on his shoulders. Slowly but surely he slid inside you, the size of his huge, hard cock stretching against you as he slowly thrust in. You gazed up at him, his eyes drifting back into yours as he grunted loudly in pure bliss. You whimpered with each thrust, Vegeta refusing to hold back as he picked up the pace, each movement pushing him deeper inside you.

“You want me to cum inside you? Is that what you want?” his voice was higher, it was clear he was close. His hands squeezed your thighs tightly as he moved in closer. You wrapped your legs tightly around his waist and basked in his loud callouts. Suddenly, he grabbed your face, his mouth just mere centimetres from yours as he repeated himself. “C’mon, tell me you want me to cum inside you.”

“Please Vegeta,” you begged, the roughness of his movements introducing you to a high you’d never felt before. “Please cum inside me.”

He smirked, letting a gasped laugh out as he buried his head into your chest. He was so close but so were you. You directed your nails to his shoulder blades, clawing in desperation as Vegeta left marks along your collarbone. The prince was whiny, you couldn’t help but love listening to him.

“I-I’m” you called out, his head snapped up as he gazed into your eyes. His hips snapped into you as fast as his body would allow him. You screamed out in pure pleasure, feeling a pure rush of adrenaline run through your body as Vegeta wasn’t far behind.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” He yelled, pushing himself in as deep as he possibly could, letting himself go inside you as he slowly ground to a halt. He collapsed beside you, breathing heavily with his arms folded over his chest. You snuggled your head into his shoulder, looking up as you couldn’t help but grin.

“We can’t let this be once only…” you whispered.

Vegeta nodded in agreement, his head sinking back into the pillow as he slid his arm around your warm, sweaty body.

“I’d take you as my mate… if you’d let me have you… I mean, I can’t see you saying no…”

[fabuloustrash05]

Akria Toriyama’s writing style when it comes to the couples in DBZ

First seeing the couple: *shares a moment that has some romantic tension or out right flirting*

Next time we see the couple: *married with children*

[hi-there-buddies]

I need a Dragon Ball spinoff about Android 17, like, yesterday. You’re telling me he became a park ranger, got married, had a kid, adopted two more, and you’re not even gonna show us what they LOOK LIKE?? You won’t even explain how it HAPPENED?? THAT SOUNDS SO FUN

I need a little comedy series about 17 being a husband/dad while trying to hold back his strength as a park ranger. Sprinkle in some angst of him relearning how to be human and MWAH 🤌

CINEMA

[amelheth]

Bad Boys

Goku haters kidnapping Shin to keep catnip away.

I really hope there was a fanfic about these 5.

Frieza being owner of car and annoyed leader of gang. Sassy, likes nice shiny stuff, can be a b@#h, is a sniper of group.

Zamasu, self centered second leader of group. Often go forehead to forehead with Frieza on decisions. Is the heavy support of group. Likes peaceful tea parties and clean freak.

Broly, ignorant beefcake that usually ignores orders if they are too complex. Likes wrestling and is a sadist. Muscles and raw power of group. Hates wearing a shirt so is bare chested.

Pilaf, brains of group, one to strategize or build stuff that is broken. Often pushed around by leaders, but Broly likes him for being silly. Likes comfiness and usually evades battles.

Shin, the prisoner of group, usually doesnt care that he is kidnapped and usually cuffed. Criticizes group actions but geniunely can advice and help em with internal turmoil and problems. Ends up becoming unofficial part of group cuz others like and cares for him.

[blond3ang3l]

Android 17 x goku’s daughter!

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“She’s such a bitch.”

You turned to look at your boyfriend in shock. No matter how long y’all have been together his sassiness always caught you off guard. He truly has no regard for peoples feelings when they annoyed him.

“Baby, you did not have to do her like that.”

“She didn’t have to question my sexuality for my hair. Not my fault her old ass can’t take what she TRIED to dish.”

You held back the snicker at his attitude. Today was just not going his way. First your brother Goten has interrupted your date just to bother you and ask you to cover for him when he snack out that night. You tried to decline but he literally got on his knees and begged, not only embarrassing himself but you and 17.

You both were at a cute that you picked out before being rudely interrupted. Then by some chance your dad found you and basically destroyed all the food you had planned on eating. 17’s attitude was getting worse by the minute. He could only deal with so much nonsense, even after he learned to calm down.

What made him snap was when some old lady came up to you guys just being nosey. Questioning why two girls were out and when 17 corrected her on his gender she had the audacity to ask if he was “some type of queer”. The lady instantly regretted it when he started insulting everything about her. Her age, her looks, hell even the way she walked. Poor lady ran off in tears, and he couldn’t care less.

“Bitch had it coming. Cmon I wanna go back to the park. Maybe we can find one of the bunnies that’s been hiding around the house.”

Yep, this was your man

@lelewright1234

[morally-grey-variant]

Re-watching Loki today (because I work from home and also have a problem) and the D.B. Cooper scene gets me EVERY. SINGLE. TIME.

He's so fucking SUAVE and CHARMING and I MELT.

I desperately need more Doctor Who-style "actually it was ME at this famous historical mystery" stories from Loki.

Did he start the Dancing Plague as an anti-Footloose joke that got out of hand? Did he spend some time as Cleopatra and then vanish when things got dicey? I NEED MORE

[astoryshark]

Would you be able to write a Goku×Human Reader fic? Maybe some kind of meet-cute where Goku is introduced to the reader? You could also maybe have them meet as children. Tysm! ~blushinggoku

A new training partner - Son Goku x f! Human! Reader

This is my first Dragonball fic so bear with me! I hope I got Goku's character somewhat right :o

Enjoy! @blushinggoku

"Come on Krillin! Show me what you got"

"Of course! Don't underestimate me Goku!"

Son Goku and his long childhood friend Krillin are training together in an open, green field. Its far out in the wild since their training sessions can get very heated and this way, they can't disturb other people and or destroy people's properties. Son Goku, who recently won the martial arts tournament and saved earth from demon King Piccolo, is having the upper hand. His last fights made him a lot stronger and even though Krillin knows that he won't give in easily. He also has his pride as one of Master Roshi's students.

In one swift motion, Goku uses a mismove of Krillin to his advantage and sends him flying. However, it seems that the black-haired fighter has underestimated his own power since the distance grows and grows and doesn't seem to stop anytime soon. Goku's expression scrunches up "Sorry Krillin!" he shouts after him and gets going to see where he went.

Little did they know that there was somebody else who was enjoying the quietness of the nature and the big, open fields for their own training. A young woman focused on the movements of her kicks and punches, her body and mind moving as one. Her eyes lit up as she notices a foreign source of Ki coming closer to her location. Her eyes focus on the direction and before it can hit her, she catches the smaller man and holds him upside down on his ankle.

"W-Woah hey! Let me go!"

He sounded nervous, wriggling around in the woman's iron tight grip.

"Who are you and why did you try to attack me?"

She asks in a strong voice, glaring down at him. Krillin gulps.

"W-What? No No, this is a misunderstanding! I did not try anything! I was about to crash into you because I-”

Before he could explain himself, there was a second source of Ki coming closer. It was on a completely different level, making the woman feel a bit uneasy. Whatever it was, it was strong, but it did not feel hostile.

"Krillin? Are you okay? I didn't mean to throw ya away this hard!"

Goku catches up to his friend and as he sees the situation, he tilts his head in confusion.

"Whos that? Are ya training a new technique or something-?"

"No! Now help me, please!"

Krillin sounds desperate, the blood already getting into his head from hanging upside down for so long. The womans eyes widen a bit.

"Wait, who?"

Her e/c eyes look him up and down. His black spiky hair, the very well-trained physique, the orange Gi and the strong Ki that radiates from him. Now it clicks. She looks down at Krillin, his face started to get pale and his expression screams that he is not feeling good at all. She lets him down carefully and holds up her arms in defense.

"I deeply apologize! I thought your friend wanted to attack me!" she bows down, and her face is tainted in a light, embarrassed blush.

Goku processes her words and then smiles

“No worries! Krillin can take that” he answers with a chuckle.

His best friend lays on the ground, the blood slowly running back into his body

“Y-Yeah..absol..absolutely” he mumbles in a defeated voice.

The fighter stretches his hand out to the woman

“Names Goku by the way! Nice to meet ya!”

He introduces himself with a warm smile. Y/N takes a deep breath and takes his hand, shaking it with a firm grip

“Nice to meet you too, my name is Y/N. I actually heard a lot about you” she answers with a small chuckle.

“Oh really? hope it's nothing bad then!” he answers and then helps his best friend up from the ground.

Krillin shakes his head to regain focus and brushes some dust off his Gi, the smaller warrior looks up to his friend

“Thanks man. I think I was about to pass out” he mumbles the last part quietly to himself.

Y/N shakes her head

“No, no don't worry. I know you from the tournament to be exact. I watched you fight and have to admit that your skills are very impressive.” she answers, a small shy blush makes itself present on her cheeks. It's not that she only watched one fight, she watched all. His fighting style and lighthearted personality caught her interest quickly.

Goku smiles brightly at the compliment and his eyes light up, as he thinks back to the tournament

"It was an amazing experience! There were so many strong opponents to fight. Man..thinking about this makes me feel all pumped up!"

He says energized and Y/N can pick up on his Ki raising slightly, mimicking his excitement for a good fight. Goku then holds his chin, thinking for a moment

"Wait a minute"

He then points at his friend, "Krillin was flying quite fast since i threw him with a lot of force" , his finger moves over to Y/N who starts to get a bit uncomfortable "And you caught him! Means your reflexes are quite good"

Krillin's eyes widen at the statement, and he looks up to the woman

"He's right! Hey Y/N, are you a fighter by any chance?"

Y/N starts to sweat nervously and looks to the side

“A-Ah..uhm..yeah but like I-” she gets cut off by Goku's strong hands gripping her shoulders

“I knew it! Then come, join us in training!” he suggests excited, his dark pupils sparkle “This will get all of us stronger!

Krillin smiles and nods in agreement

"He's right, the more the merrier"

Y/N starts to blush at the sudden contact, her eyes wander over to his toned arms that are gripping her shoulders pleasantly firm. She snaps back to reality quickly, not wanting anyone to notice her nearly drooling over the fighter. She then looks back up into his puppy like eyes. How could she ever say no to his request?

“Okay okay, I'm in! But my level of skill doesn't match yours in the slightest so..I don't know if you guys really benefit from training with me” she answers a bit nervous, avoiding eye contact.

Goku smiles and squeezes her shoulders reassuringly before letting go. Y/N already misses the contact.

“Doesn't matter! Any kind of training will get us stronger so come on, let's get right into it”

Y/N nods and the three of them start to get into a fighting position. The woman is utterly nervous, her limbs shaking a bit. //I have to try my best! No way I will miss this opportunity//

Krillin does not like the thought to fight against a woman at first, but he gets into the mood quickly after seeing how hard Y/N tries and that she surely knows how to throw some good punches. Even against Goku.

Goku smiles brightly and encourages Y/N to try and show some more, hyping her up. He can feel how much potential is hidden inside of her. How she partially blocks her Ki out of nervousness and not believing in herself strong enough. He wants to change that.

After hours and hours of training, Y/N falls onto her knees. Her breathing is heavy, and her body drenched in sweat, an amazing feeling if she is honest with herself.

Goku sits down beside her and smiles “That was great! You are really tough” he compliments her, stretching his limbs to prevent any after-training cramps.

Y/N’s cheeks start to blush in a deep red which is not coming from the exhaustion. Hearing such a compliment from him, a fighter of his skill, is really making her heart race

“T-Thank you..It was a lot of fun to train with you guys” she answers with a warm smile.

Goku stretches his hand out to her and helps her up, giving her hand a light extra squeeze before letting go. He looks down to her

"There is a lot of potential hidden inside you, Y/N. I can feel it!"

Y/N looks questioning at him

"You're limiting yourself through your mind" he taps at her forehead softly "Stop questioning yourself and your abilities and start believing in them! It will help you grow in no time." he adds and smiles warmly at her.

Y/N eyes widen a bit, something about his words tickle her emotions in just the right way. Her chest feels all warm and fuzzy. She looks up to him, his buzzing, strong but gentle Ki radiating of off him. She needs to smile and nods.

"Thank you Goku, your words mean a lot. I will definitely work on that"

Goku grins and lays his arms behind his head lazily

"Im looking forwards to next time already!"

Y/N blinks a few times, a faint blush creeping up on her face again

"Next time?"

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I'm sorry, I don't remember if I sent this to you!

What about Zamasu and Black Goku/fem reader with a period?

She thinks Zamasu is some sort of weird cat that you can lay on and the pain will gradually subside.

Zamasu, who knows how to heal wounds and uses his healing abilities to ease the pain, says nothing on the subject. He takes advantage of the reader's ignorance of kaioshin because it's literally the only time she's okay with company and hugs

You didn't

It's pretty funny actually, I'm dying with cramps rn, not because I'm on my period, but because my bestie is... we forgot to turn off the Bluetooth

Zamasu sat quietly in the dimly lit room, his eyes closed in meditation. The tranquility of the Sacred World of the Kais surrounded him, a stark contrast to the turmoil he often felt within. His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of soft footsteps approaching. He opened his eyes to see Y/N, her face pale and drawn, clutching her abdomen.

"Zamasu," she mumbled, her voice strained with pain. "Do you mind if I… lay on you for a bit? It helps with the cramps."

Zamasu raised an eyebrow but nodded. He had long known about the peculiar comfort Y/N found in his presence during her periods, and he was more than willing to oblige. He moved slightly, allowing her to settle herself against him, her head resting on his lap.

"Of course, Y/N," he said softly, his voice soothing. "If it brings you comfort."

As Y/N relaxed against him, Zamasu focused his energy, letting his healing abilities flow gently into her. He could feel the tension in her muscles begin to ease, the pain slowly subsiding. He knew that Y/N thought of him as some sort of magical, pain-relieving being, and he had never corrected her. It was one of the few times she allowed herself to be vulnerable and accepted his company so willingly.

"You know," Y/N murmured, her eyes half-closed, "you remind me of a giant, warm cat. Like one of those mythical creatures that can ease pain just by being close."

Zamasu chuckled softly, the sound vibrating through his chest. "Is that so? I suppose I could be flattered by the comparison."

Y/N smiled weakly, her hand resting on his knee. "Yeah, it's just… your presence is so calming. And it really helps."

He continued to channel his healing energy, carefully masking the true nature of his abilities. It was a small deception, but one he felt was necessary. In these moments, he could be close to her, offering comfort without the barriers that usually stood between them.

As the minutes passed, Y/N's breathing grew more even, the pain easing into a dull ache. She looked up at Zamasu, her eyes filled with gratitude. "Thank you, Zamasu. I don't know what I'd do without you."

Zamasu's expression softened, his hand gently brushing a strand of hair from her face. "It is my pleasure to help you, Y/N. You should not have to endure such pain alone."

Y/N sighed contentedly, nestling closer. "You're always so kind to me. I wish I could repay you somehow."

"You already do," Zamasu replied, his voice barely above a whisper. "Your trust in me is more valuable than you know."

In truth, these moments of closeness were as much a comfort to him as they were to her. They allowed him to feel a connection, something genuine and untainted by his usual disdain for mortals. Here, with Y/N resting peacefully against him, he could almost forget his grand designs and ambitions.

As Y/N drifted off to sleep, her body finally finding some respite, Zamasu continued to hold her, his healing energy a gentle, unseen force. He watched over her, his expression one of quiet contentment. In these stolen moments, he found a semblance of peace, and for now, that was enough.

While Zamasu provided comfort, another figure entered the room—Goku Black. His presence was a sharp contrast to Zamasu's, yet he carried a tray with a teapot and cups, his movements surprisingly gentle.

"I thought some tea might help," Goku Black said quietly, setting the tray down beside them.

Zamasu glanced up, a hint of gratitude in his eyes. "Thank you, Black. That was thoughtful of you."

Goku Black poured a cup of tea, the fragrant steam rising in delicate tendrils. He handed it to Zamasu, who carefully brought it to Y/N's lips.

"Y/N, drink this. It will help you feel better."

Y/N opened her eyes slightly, taking a few sips of the warm tea. The soothing liquid seemed to ease her discomfort even further. "Thank you, Black," she murmured, her voice soft and grateful.

Goku Black smiled, a rare expression on his usually stern face. "Anything to help."

He settled down nearby, keeping a watchful eye on both Zamasu and Y/N. Despite his fierce exterior, there was a tenderness in his actions, a willingness to provide comfort in whatever way he could.

As Y/N drifted back to sleep, surrounded by the combined care of Zamasu and Goku Black, the two looked at each other, a silent understanding passing between them. In these moments, their shared goal was clear: to protect and comfort the one they both cared for.

Masterpost

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[rennsdeaddoves]

Mama.

There is one unspoken rule within the complex.

Don’t fuck with mama

who is mama i hear you asking, well she is the only one in that godforsaken place that was an emt before her life went to hell and thus has the appropriate experience to deal with injures, overdoses, and anything else medically related in a drug complex.

she takes care of everyone (including helping some of the girls who sell themselves give birth, then she'll take care of the kids). but if you cross her she will slam the door in your face and leave you to deal with your shit on your own, also she is the only proper medic the complex has ever had and she keeps the authorities away (less hospital trips, less ambulances at their doors)

this is what she looks like

(and if anyone knows the og artist please tell me in the comments cause the art is not mine and i want to give credit but Pinterest is a bitch and i couldn't reverse search on goggle)

[rumblebat]

2nd place was (one of my top favorites) Piccolo! The sexy Namekian himself! Please enjoy the story and look at the rating! >w<

rating: [MA-X] - for a mature audience cw: smut/nsfw, implied afab reader with gender neutral pronouns, implied reader is buzzed/tipsy, breeding, implied piccolo/king piccolo, language, slight yandere theme, very VERY horny Piccolo word count: 1,822

sneak peek: The Demon King glared down at you, grabbing you by the hair. "Speak up, bitch…I don't think I heard you."

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Zarbon waltzed over to you, nudging you out of your chair. With a faint grumble, you turned away from your conversation with Goku to the handsome green prince.

"Can I help you?" You asked, slightly annoyed. Your semi-buzzed state only seemed to heighten your senses. Everything seemed to annoy you more and more, and Zarbon only made it worse.

He made a disgusted face and rolled golden eyes, pointing a freshly manicured finger to the closet. "Your services are requested in the closet…(y/n)." He said, a slight hint of sass as he said your name.

You looked over, tilting your head. "Me? Tsk…whatever." You said, taking your nearly empty glass of booze and chugging it. Saying your goodbyes to Goku and the others, you made your way to the closet.

You grunted and bumbled inside, sucking your teeth as the door struck your backside. "It's too damn dark in here! Zarbon is such an ass…not even telling me who's in here." You mumbled to yourself, cursing at the emerald-haired man. Your hands trailed along the wall, at least trying to find a light switch or something. Instead, your dainty hands skimmed across a chiseled, yet soft, chest.

You quickly moved away and stumbled back, "Ah! Hello?!" You called out. The body that occupied the same space as you grunted. "Quit being so loud. You're giving me a headache."

'That voice…' You said to yourself. "Piccolo?" You asked, "What the hell are you doing in here…?" The Namekian didn't say anything. He stood quiet for a few minutes, pondering the next thing to say.

"Since I don't get out much, in Goku's terms. He wants me to try something out. Like…parties. Ugh.." Piccolo placed his back to the wall, slowly siding down to the floor. "I honestly don't get this. Why are two people in a dark room, let alone a closet? What the hell are we supposed to do? Strain our eyes?"

"Talk…maybe kiss. Fuck, even." You said bluntly. Hearing a slight choke coming from Piccolo made you giggle. "Not used to it huh?"

"Of course, I'm not! You think I go around and lounge in people's closets?"

"I'd let you!~" You cooed at him.

Piccolo blinked, evidently unimpressed with your usual reply. "You are a strange one. I knew you'd say something like that…" He chuckled to himself before creeping over to you. The atmosphere around you suddenly changed, becoming denser. Your breath caught in your throat. "Well…" Piccolo's voice was gruff, nearing your ear. "If we are supposed to do those things. Why don't we get started…?~"

You sat there, shocked, and quickly got kicked out of your daydream when a slimy, thick tongue scrapped across your neck. A hefty shiver rushed over your body. "You taste better than I thought…" Piccolo whispered. Your face was quickly heating up. The Namekian sat beside you, then grasped your waist. He firmly placed you on his lap. "I want to take my time with you." He huffed.

You felt like you were going to burst. This was all you ever wanted! Piccolo's trained hands slowly made their way up your shirt and to your chest. You let out a soft groan, feeling his calloused hands play with your sensitive buds. Your hips slowly started to grind on him. To your surprise, he was fully packing. Minus the gags you hear from Vegeta.

You heard him groan, causing you to grind harder onto him. With whatever liquid confidence you had, you leaned over and placed a lustful, drunken kiss on his lips. He groaned and pulled you closer to him. His usual cool body was burning up. Piccolo's eyes slowly started to fill with desire.

With a slightly aggravated grunt, Piccolo picked you up again and placed you on the floor. He mounted over you and leaned down, kissing you back deeply. He slowly started to place his hand into his bottoms, pulling out his well-endoubt member. You placed a hand on his chest, causing his attention to be focused mainly on you again.

"Am I…going too fast?" He huffs. You shook your head, reassuring him with a delicate stroke on his arm. You gently push him up onto his knees and stand up. He follows your lead, "Stand still for me and try not to be too loud, okay…~" He nods and tilts his head, feeling you get lower. "What are you doing (y/n)? - !!?" Piccolo grunted and nearly fell back on his knees.

You moaned as you slid Piccolo's member deeper into your mouth. He let out a low whine and placed a hand on your head. You closed your eyes and pulled back, but before you could fully move away. Piccolo growled and jammed his way back into your mouth.

You squealed and grabbed onto his gi bottoms. He panted heavily and bucked his hips into your face. "I'm…sorry, but I need this!" Piccolo gasps harder, moaning out loudly. You were gagging and gurgling for him to slow down but to no avail. He threw his head back and let out a deep, throaty moan. Your eyes slowly roll back.

The light that peeked from under the closet door, enhanced the thin layer of sweat that coated Piccolo. Your teary eyes watched in awe as he rode out his orgasm in your throat. After a few minutes, he pulled away. Hunching over you to support himself on the wall, he opened his eyes to stare down at you. "Alright…" he started, picking you up and placing you against the wall. "Why don't we get started for real?~"

Your breath quivered as he easily undid your pants. You quickly moved around in his muscular arms to help him. He only chuckled and exhaled, sensing your pheromones. You looked back up at him, your buzz was slowly fading but you didn't feel like you needed it. Piccolo's dark eyes leered upon you, only making you feel smaller than usual. His gaze was similar to a wolf's, longing as if he was hungry for something.

You wrapped your arms around him. Immediately, he pushed you more against the wall before he slid you down onto his throbbing cock.

You both groaned at the feeling. He grits his teeth, feeling as if he won't be able to fit inside of you. "You're..so damn tight!" He exclaimed. You whimpered under him, feeling too full to speak. Without hesitation, he vigorously pounded into you. You squealed out, covering your mouth. Piccolo was losing his cool quicker than he had hoped. His mind grew foggy. He didn't feel like himself. He felt more feral.

You could feel him in your stomach. You squeezed your eyes shut as he kept brutishly thrusting into you. When he stopped, your eyes slowly opened, and looked back at him. Piccolo's pupils were blown out. His chest heaved. You studied what you could of him in the dark. Before you got a word out, he swiftly positioned you on the ground.

"You make a monster out of me (y/n)…" The Namekian snarled, raising your legs higher. He nearly had you in a pretzel. Your knees easily touched your ears. He eyed you more and more, taking in every piece of you. "I could take you for all myself…I wouldn't let you see the light of day again…~ You could be all mine." He leaned back over you, caging you in the mating press. With a keen foresight, he jammed his cock back into you. You threw your head back and cried out his name.

Piccolo couldn't help but laugh, mercilessly hammering into you. Your g-spot was being beaten and bruised. "Prepare for a heavy pounding, human…I hope you don't mind - but I won't be going so easy on you anymore. Now that I know you can take my cock!" He huffed out, mewling and howling at the feeling. You were so wet and accepting, he needed more. He wanted to be in you forever.

Piccolo bit his lips and jolted, cumming quicker than expected. He pummeled you more and more, drooling at the slick feeling. Quickly, he sat up and adjusted himself. He held you down, propping himself on one knee while resting his arm on the other. Without leaving you, he easily placed you into doggy and quickly picked his pace back up. "I'm not letting a single drop of my cum leave you! And neither shall you, got it?" He asked sternly. The heavy claps for your skin contact nearly drove you wild. You couldn't answer until a firm smack across your ass woke you up. "Answer me. Now." He ordered. You whimpered more, tears practically coming from your eyes. You nodded your head and looked back at him. Piccolo hissed, feeling you get tighter as he slapped your rear.

He started to get more amped. Latching onto your hips with his nails, he continued the rapid onslaught. You wanted to wail out, scream for him to slow down, cry out the intensity of this. However, you couldn't help but melt with each thrust. The fact that he can send you to King Kai's planet and back then to Namek was crazy to you. Your insides started to burn up. "K-keep…hitting that spot!~" You panted out, trying to make your voice heard. The Demon King glared down at you, grabbing you by the hair. "Speak up, bitch…I don't think I heard you." You nearly came on the spot but roared out. "Make me cum!! Please! Let me cum!~"

Piccolo grew a wicked smile and chuckled darkly. Nearly putting you in a chokehold but still easing up for you to breathe, he clashed his hips to your ass harder than ever. "If that's the case, I'll happily oblige but say my name!" You were biting your lip so hard, you thought you were drawing blood. He snarled and used his other hand to pinch your hardened nipples. "Speak!"

He really did it now. His gruff voice, his larger body hugging onto you and the nonstop feeling of his dick tip kissing your cervix. You were quickly unraveling. "D-Demon King!~ Please fucking me harder!~ Make me c-cum!!~" He whined, riding out your orgasm. Your hips tried to match his pace but were shaking too much to keep up.

Piccolo on the other hand was a drooling, barking mess. He moaned out, feeling your walls tighten around him. "Oh..o-oh fuck! Fuck (y/n)!! That's it!~" He ruts himself as deep as he can go and cums, pumping you full of his hot seed. With each thrust, Piccolo's eyes looked down to see his seed spewing out from inside you. He grew hungry again as he watched a creamy ring around his cock form.

He placed his hand under your chin and pulled you back. He placed a deep kiss on your lips, sliding his thick purple tongue in; "You sure know how to treat a King…Let's see what else you're capable of.~"

**Please do not repost/claim/edit my stories story & title card by @rumblebat character(s) (c) Akira Toriyama tips + commission | wattpad

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NSFW Headcanons | Broly Edition [18+]

When you first met Broly to absolutely no surprise he didn't have any experience. It was down to you to teach him everything you knew, and oh boy was he a fast learner.

He's so attentive to your needs. As soon as he picks up on something you really like him doing he makes sure he does it better than anyone you've fucked before. Using his mouth? Using his fingers? You bet he's doing it best.

He gets set off so easily. Whisper the tiniest little dirty thing in his ear and he WANTS you.

I feel that he's more a grunter than a moaner.

His favourite positions I could see being doggy or missionary. He'd either love having you bent over with his big hands gripping your back, or, he'd love you being under his massive body.

He could go for hours. That Saiyan stamina is unmatched.

On the subject his pull out game isn't the best. He gets so lost in the moment.

I feel like he'd love having sex in the shower. Just the steamy nature of it would be so hot to him.

To absolutely no surprise I think Broly is PACKING down there. Realistically about 9 inches with a massive pair of balls I can't lie.

Broly loves it when you moan in his mouth. He goes feral for it.

Similarly to Goku I feel like he'd really be into voyeurism (maybe I should write that...). The thought of being watched while he rails you turns him on so much, especially since he's animalistic in doing so.

He wouldn't smash you in his super saiyan form. He'd be too scared he'd hurt you.

I feel like his favourite type of girl is thicc girlies who are loud and funny (I mean look at Cheelai). He would go for someone who was his opposite. He likes a challenge in battle so of course he'd like one in the bedroom too.

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Sayainu wip for Halloween 🎃