#dragon ball raditz

[tamashi-tai-tamashi]

One of the reasons why Gokū is an amazing character is that his kindness and forgiveness are a result of his deeply pure heart, not of some philosophical idea about morality and justice.

When he gives a senzū to Piccolo, decides not to kill Radditz and to let him go instead (well, he had to kill him in the end but he was ready to let him live, you get my point), spares Freeza and even gives him his energy after he killed Kuririn, his best friend, he does not do it because he has great ideas about how bad it is to kill someone even if that person is horrible, he does not do it because he has thought about it and feels like it is morally wrong, he does not do it because he doesn't want to be as terrible as the people he fights, he doesn't do it because he wants to be the bigger person or because he wants to prove that he's worth more than that, he has none of these grand philosophical ideas about morality, about what is right or wrong, that heroes very often have.

He does it because he is a genuinely good man. Nothing more than that. He's not a man of ideas, justice and morals. He's a man of heart.

Heroes with strong morals and a strong sense of justice, with philosophical ideas about it being wrong to kill, who spare the villain because they want to be the bigger person and don't want to be as cruel as said villain, can be good characters, although for me this trope is very often annoying.

But I think they'll never be as great as he, because the simplicity of a good man letting his enemies live and helping them out of pure kindness, is so, so much more powerful and touching than all their long speeches.

Anyway, I love Son Gokū 孫悟空.

[whoopsieintheuniverse]

Hi, how are you. I like your stories very much, may I ask you for a little story. Reader is an old friend of songoku and bulma and recently became close to cupsel corp. Drawn. Raditz was pardoned and was allowed to join the Z group more or less voluntarily. He is alone at vegeta's home and trained, when a reader surprises, rings the doorbell in a bit of panic and asks if bulma is there.... (reader has caught his eye a few times and somehow she interests him more and more. Because otherwise she also is more fearless) but now she is in a panic after a stalker has destroyed her apartment..... Well, how does raditz react now.

Greetings from Bavaria Germany

Hi there! Thanks so much for liking my work! I’m so sorry for such a long wait, and I hope you like this fic! (TW for emotional and verbally abusive ex, some curse words) 

752 days. 752 days ago, Raditz was in the depths of Hell. It was sweltering and barren, and he had sworn to himself that if he ever got out, he would do anything in his power to make sure he would not return. However, as he held his head in his hand, Raditz was sure that he was probably in Hell on earth.

"C’mon Uncle Raditz, let's go! You promised dad you'd warm us up for training today!" Goten whined. Raditz grumbled under his breath, trying in vain to shake Goten and his friend, Trunks, off his legs.

"Get lost, you brats," Raditz said.

Goten and Trunks continued to whine, pouting as Raditz scowled and glared down at them. They grinned, eyes glinting with unspoken mischief. The two boys looked at each other before snickering. Goten charged a weak blast before firing it off at Raditz. 

“Damn brat!” Raditz snarled. He watched as Trunks and Goten sped off, content with causing the man trouble. Raditz dusted himself off as he watched them before shaking his head and rolling his eyes. Turning on his heel, Raditz stalked deeper into the backyard, content to train on his own for the rest of the evening.  

Sweat dripped down Raditz’s brow. His chest heaved as the sun set behind him. Glancing at a rock, Raditz made his way to it to rest as the dust settled around him. Closing his eyes, Raditz took a deep breath as his breathing and heart slowed.

Suddenly, the sound of a motor roused Raditz from his rest. Raditz looked up to see a light blue car speeding down the road. It careened to the front of the Capsule Corp home, just out of Raditz’s view. Raditz stood, stretched, and stalked his way to the back of the Capsule House.

“Bulma! Bulma!” A voice cried. Raditz frowned, looking around the corner. The doorbell rung again and again, and whoever was behind the door was in a huff as they pounded on the floor. Raditz growled to himself as he wrenched the door open. He was just about to reprimand the intruder when he paused.

A woman stood there; her hand posed to knock again. She pursed her lips for a second before dropping her arm and fidgeting under Raditz’s gaze.

“Ah, hi. Sorry to bother you. Is Bulma home?”

Raditz’s mouth opened and closed, before he growled to himself and glared at the woman.

“Depends,” he said. “Why?”

Raditz blanched as the woman smiled.

“Y/N,” she said. “I’m Y/N. I’m sorry for the weird introduction, I really wouldn’t have come if I knew Bulma had company, but I really don’t have any other choice right now. Can I come in?”

Raditz said nothing, opting instead to move to the side. Y/N came through the door and looked around. She walked to the kitchen and sat herself down at the table with a huff.

Raditz stared at the woman as she fixed her hair and smoothed out her clothes. She wrung her hands and looked up at Raditz before speaking.

“Do you know when Bulma will be back? It’s really important,” she said.

Raditz shook his head.

“What do you need her for anyway? You two friends or something? If you are, you should know her schedule by now,” he hissed. Raditz’s eyes widened as Y/N let out a huff before laughing all together.

“That’s right! Now I know where I know you from. You’re Goku’s brother, right? I mean, you’re right, I’m always around Bulma and the gang, but I can never really get her schedule down.”

Raditz rolled his eyes, fidgeting under the woman’s gaze.

“She and her husband left this morning. She left her brat kid and his friend here,” Raditz said.

Y/N scoffed, slumping down in her seat.

“Well, shit,” she said. She looked up at Raditz, biting her lip for a moment.

“Do you think you could do something for me?” Y/N asked. Raditz frowned. Y/N continued.

“There’s this guy. I used to, well, we used to be together. He won’t leave me alone. He’s always at my house, outside my job, shit, he showed up at my place last night. I don’t know where else to go, and I was hoping Bulma was here but since she isn’t…” Y/N trailed off. Raditz’s eye twitched as she continued.

“I’m not asking for you to do anything that would get you in trouble. Could you just maybe, go with me while he’s still there? He’s supposed to be moving his stuff out, and he has until sundown until I call the cops. I just need the moral support,” Y/N said. She wrung her hands together, watching Raditz intently.

“Fine,” Raditz said.

Y/N let out a squeal. She jumped from her seat at the table to launch herself at Raditz; Raditz stood bewildered as Y/N hugged his neck and jumped up and down.

“Thank you so much!” Y/N said. “You don’t know how much this means to me! I’ll drive us!”

Raditz waved his hand, his face pink and his eyes trained to the floor.

“No need, I don’t like those things. You just go and I’ll follow,” he said. Y/N said nothing; she instead skittered to the door and flung it open, all but throwing herself outside and into her car.

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Once he arrived, Raditz could see why Y/N needed help. Clothes scattered the lawn, with a windowpane broken and glimmering on the grass as well. Raditz could hear a car door slamming shut, and he look to Y/N as she marched next to him.

“Are you kidding? Asshole ruined my stuff!” she yelled. Y/N went to work, gather her scattered clothes from the grass, and she had an arm full when her house’s door slammed open.

“Look who decided to drag their sorry ass back here! You come running back?” the man screamed from the doorway. Raditz crossed his arms, watching the other male intently. Raditz stepped forward as the other man spoke again.

“And who the fuck is this?”

“My name is Raditz,” Raditz said. “Get out of the house and we can make this quick.”

The angry man swore and spat, marching from the house to Raditz’s face. Raditz looked down at the man. He could feel his mouth twitch as the angry man tried his best to puff himself up to look taller compared to Raditz.

“C’mon,” Raditz said. “Get outta here. I don’t have all day, and neither does she,” Raditz said, motioning toward Y/N.

“Shut the hell up!” Y/N’s ex cried. Y/N looked up just in time to see him swing at Raditz’s jaw. His fist connected, and Y/N’s jaw dropped as Raditz didn’t move an inch. The man drew his hand back, howling and groaning. Raditz laughed and stepped forward.

“That all you got tough guy? C’mon, lay another one on me.”

Another fist connected with Raditz, and once again, the man cursed and spat at the pain blooming in his fingers.

“Freak! Dammit! My hands!”

Raditz rolled his eyes. Gingerly, he picked Y/N’s ex up by his collar.

“Scram,” Raditz said. He dropped the man, who scrambled away on his behind.

“Fine! I’m outta here, you crazy bitch and crazier fucker. I don’t want any part of this shit,” the man said. Y/N watched with glee as he got up and hurriedly fished his keys out of his pockets before retreating to a parked car in the driveway.

“Raditz!” Y/N cried. Raditz turned around just in time to see Y/N with her arms stretched out wide. He cleared his throat as Y/N hugged him tight.

“Thank you so much! You don’t know how much it means to me!” Y/N said. Raditz blinked and cleared his throat again, noticing how close his face was to Y/N’s. Y/N realized as well, stepping back and smiling.

“Heh, sorry. Anyway… wanna help me pick all this shit up?”

Raditz snorted.

“You got it, I’m just here for moral support.” 

[jorongbak]

Someone please ask Nappa, old man deserves recognition for raising a gremlin that's too big and another gremlin that's too small

[dailycupofcreativitea]

[Throws WIP I'll never finish into the Tumblr void~]

I hate this WIP with a passion so please take the crumbs that I managed to squeeze out before I gave up on it 😅 The style started out awkward and trying to "shape" it only made it worse so the line art looks clumsy and over-worked; I'd start over but I'm over it tbh 😅

(Based on this gifset)

[radittsu]

everybody congratulate him

[fabuloustrash05]

You know, if you think about…

Everyone say thank you Raditz!

[5tt3llar]

Saiyan saga in a nutshell

[vileradish]

sometimes i wonder if he misses her.

[finchbites]

When you’re a group of tiny bug aliens giving the performance of a lifetime in hope of being spared

[ronnieartistry]

King Yenma, why is my eldest son a) dead at twenty something when I specifically requested that he thrive b) absolutely ginormous mclargehuge?

[turtletoads]

Just when I thought SSJ4 form was perfect you decided to give them a more animalistic facial structure,,, it blew my mind. Tooooo good!

https://www.tumblr.com/turtletoads/752066034598543360/ssj4-but-cat

Love how you draw SSJ4! Maybe you could do an AU where SSJ4 is the default form for Saiyans and mixed in with your awesome way of drawing them it would be the bomb!

i went a little overboard

[iamcrisi]

He's doing the thing!☀️

[jorongbak]

A most tragic backstory in Dragon ball

The day Raditz lost 30 percent of his fabulous hair and Nappa got an early Christmas present

[nekoartdbz]

“lost in my own thoughts”

[postboysmo]

"Two & A Half Raditz's"

Here it is!! My short slice-of-life comic about Raditz and Nappa being roommates. I started with the final punchline ("Shut up and eat your Raditz") and worked entirely backwards from there.

Plus: a bonus epilogue strip!

(A side note: I'm sure I'll pick up doing more Raditz comics if the whim strikes me, but if you like roommate comics, I have a years' worth of strips over at @dibbitandboo-two )

[koumouby]

Dude, I have too many unpublished DBZ sketches.

Some are already two or three years old.