#gohan x black!reader

[thesongoffalsity]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

© thesongoffalsity

[carnal-lnstinct]

Incubus!Gohan/black female reader

INCUBUS!GOHAN X BLACK!READER

☆☆ Content: ( au, technically cambion!gohan since im implying he's half human, black reader, mild corruption, implied virginity loss ) ☆☆Warning: ( M / 18+. MINORS DNI. explicit language. mild dubcon. )

What happens when an incubus lays with a person for the first time? How natural should it feel to him, how prepared should he be for it? Should he have said I love you first? Question upon question whispered from the little conscious voice in his mind while the rest of him fell into temptation. Being half-human gives life to that wariness, but he can’t fight the nature of his true self. 

His heart is all out of rhythm, its harsh sound drowning out the little voice with flaring instances of pleasure coursing through his body. The world around him narrowed and all he could detect was the short, rough pants falling out of your mouth reminding him how present he was in a moment that felt like a dream.

The essence of your being is so acute to his senses it enslaves him when it should be the other way around. You seem so fragile by how undone you’ve become under the weight of your own desire. The cambion grieves for the person you are supposed to be, perhaps no longer can be when you’ve succumbed to his clumsy devilry. It’s his fault you are like this, hot in your face and wet between your legs. You straddled him so strongly and rode his lap with your hands on his chest when you were fully overtaken by his demonic influence. Knowing this gives him confidence however, a sensation he feared to fall into himself, suddenly swayed by your heat and friction enough to finally grab you by your winding waist after you were riding him for a while. He held you closer and you found his cock knocking deeper inside you. He was acclimated to your depraved high, overwhelmed by your unyielding momentum. He couldn’t help it when he finally came and a rush of heat made you tremble around him in response.

Finally wavering with a deep sound leaving your throat, but not stopping, only edged to your own orgasm that your body so desperately rocked for. 

The fact you didn’t trust him to begin with didn’t help the situation at all. The moment you saw through his glamor you called him out for what he is. As it stands, in what conscious part of you still remained, he had tricked you like the demon he was. He pretended to be some fumbling human, hiding among the other townsfolk just to manipulate you into this. Not that you could have known the truth that he was just as clumsy with his abilities as he appeared. Being born of a human and a devil of lust gave him more trouble than he needed in a world like this.

The humans he was raised around are easier to “manipulate” with his bright, pure visage and white lies, hiding his nature behind his manners to get him by in his adult years. But his demonic aura acted as if weaved by a spider, sensitive threads keen to anything close enough to trap in its wake, whether he wanted to or not. An inherent fixation on the way they smelled, the way light reflected their eyes or the subtle shifts in the sound of their heart working in their chest. It only took him a second and he could read the desires in their soul like a book. But he could also, indirectly, draw inklings of an attraction to the surface out of others. Amplifying it to ease the demon’s “hunt”, as pacified prey is always easier to feed on for any incubus. You were no exception. 

Even if he held nothing more than an acquainted or platonic intention, he can’t help it. He would normally flee to avoid embarrassing himself or another. As far as demon longevity goes, he is young enough to still desire being liked and accepted, even as just a mortal by those around him. However, a lack of control has always been his weakness, and a kind gesture his complete downfall. As much as he tried to restrain himself from his stronger nature, he couldn’t outrun himself forever. The way you of all people were magnetized to him certainly proved that.

As much as he doesn’t want you to jeopardize your life, Gohan finds himself invigorated by your encounter. After expending his seed and watching you keep going inspite of it, he wanted more. His hands molded to your brown round ass and quickened your pace, pulling you back and forth as his own hips moved in tow. Every plea for more pulsed more of that invasive power throughout your body, every sensitive nerve between your legs aching for another release.  And he can sense it, the “threads” vibrating around him tells you want to cum so bad along with your lustful sobs and hands unable to settle on one place of his body. 

Then there was a moment when your dark eyes found his, tears building in the corner from the intensity when you came again and your hands locked onto his exposed skin. Your tremulous warmth around his cock and your voice were irresistible. It’s like you were glowing with an aura of your own that sang to him. Just… perfect. It’s such a vivid display now burned into his soul. 

Is it now? Does he tell you “I love you” now or is it still too soon?

His father worshiped his human mother, more than any incubus should love a single being. It’s the only way the cambion knows how to express his feelings to another person in his sheltered upbringing. But Gohan also knows his words would ring of shallow affection. False promises uttered in the heat of the moment. No, something in your vibrations whispers for something else. Your desires tickled his senses and he just knew exactly what to do with you at the moment.

Heeding your unspoken wants, he lifts a hand to your face and captures your ombre lips for a kiss that earns him another weak sound from you. He felt your insides flutter around him in response and leaned forward to pin you beneath him to the floor. 

More. Your hands once again fumbled across the muscles of his body until you gripped his broad shoulders as he kissed you harder with your hips bouncing off his. His own legs props yours back enough that your feet dangle in the air above his lower back where his tail brushed against one of them before coiling your ankle.

Pure white bleeds through his black tresses and the color red flicks in his eyes until they take on their true color. But the sensations in your body are so intense you are blind to it. You are conscious enough to recognize the influence of his spell, but too aroused and too weak to be anything more than his puppet.

[vrystalius]

Gyomei’s favourite dish.

His training is taking a great toll on both his mind and body. You took it upon yourself to make sure he’s eating regularly.

Flufftober prompt: Favourite food

Pairing: Gyomei x wife!reader

The smell of simmering rice inside your favourite pot and stir-fried vegetables filled the empty residence of the some hashira. You full heartedly supported the decision to plan a hashira-training instance in order to prepare the other slayers for the impending war against the demon king, but you are not approving the amount of meals Gyomei is skipping and nights he is skipping in order to either train his slayers or to train on his own. As his wife, you promised to each other to take care of the other. Your husband does that plenty by cooking meals, preparing baths or even cleaning the whole house. He’s incredibly sweet and so caring, so how can you not return the favour for once?

You’re preparing Gyomei’s favourite dish, Takikomi-Gohan. But since he’s still a devoted monk, you left the meat part out and instead used some fish your husband caught just this morning. Now, all you had to do is wait on your husband to return from his training and taste your with love (and with a hint of both boredom and loneliness) prepared dish.

You slowly got tired from waiting on him but were determined to stay awake, just to see the happy expression spread over his face once he realised you actually made his favourite dish. Finally, around midnight, your front door opened with your husband quietly treading through the hallways. Despite his blindness, he sensed your presence in the kitchen.

“Love. I believed you were in bed at this hour.”

Oh gods, his face looks sunken in and those black patches beneath his eyes reach all the way into the abyss, his clothes had a little dirt on them and the muscles on his forearm still looked incredibly tense, with thick veins protruding. Gyomei cocked his head slightly and approached you. You shoved the bowl of Takikomi-Gohan towards him.

“I cooked you a little something, I thought you’d might like to eat after training.”

You took his large palm into yours and handed him some chopsticks as a way to encourage him to take a bite. A soft smile spread across his face. Your husband sat down beside you and pulled the dish closer to himself before turning to you.

“Have you eaten today?”

His worrying made you smile a little. You patted his bicep to give him some physical reassurance.

“Yes, don’t worry. Please, go ahead.”

His smile grew and began eating the dish you so lovingly prepared for him. Tears began streaming down his face once he recognised what you’ve made for him. Gyomei gently placed a hand on your thigh, his thumb slowly running up and down.

“You remembered my favourite. Thank you.”

Your husband leaned in and planted a soft kiss on your cheek. You giggled softly and his affection and leaned your head against his bicep, your hand briefly brushing over his arm before finding rest on top of his large hand that was still resting on your thighs.

“Will you be joining me in bed soon? I’m tired.”

Hearing you say this made more tears flow down his cheeks. A hint of a smile spread on his face.

“If you are patient enough to wait on me to finish this meal, I can show you my second favourite dish.”

Knowing exactly what he meant by his smile, your whole face flushed and you gently slapped his arm. You’re not quite used to your husband flirting with you out of nowhere. Perhaps it’s the sleep depravation speaking for Gyomei.

🎃

Now, I really like Gyomei, but I’m always incredibly nervous whenever I write for him. I’m intimidated by both his blindness and his character XD also, I’m wondering if anyone ever reads my little author notes. I’m always just talking about silky unrelated stuff anyway, soo…

Anyways, make sure to EAT, SLEEP and DRINK enough!!

Take care of yourselves!

🎃 Oktober event masterlist 🎃

[ato-catto]

Goku x fem reader

Old friends, new flames.

Implied smut/sensual/kissing/lust

You had been listing your shopping through your head and doing a few calculations when you suddenly hit something very warm and hard. Your basket flew out of your hand and the contents clattered to the ground, multiple vegetables and cans rolling in every direction.

Swearing under your breath and apologising to the person you crashed into, you began picking up the apples that had been sent rolling when a big strong hand covered yours, and you looked down, seeing a familiar shaped shadow of hair.

"Goku!?" Your eyes widened as your eyes flicked up to meet his big, friendly dark eyes.

He cocked his head. "Do I know you?"

Of course he would have forgotten you. Your days staying at Kame House were long behind you, having taken up residence in a busy village years before after you could no longer put up with Roshis ways.

"It's me, Y/N." You smiled. You couldn't have changed that much in a decade, surely?

You watched as the realisation dawned over his face, his eyebrows shooting up in surprise. "Oh! Y/N! I didn't even recognise you!"

You barely had recognised him in such casual clothing, the only obvious thing making him Goku was his wild wave of black hair that waved slightly in the breeze. His orange gi had been replaced by beige jeans with a matching jacket, a white vest adorning his muscular chest beneath. His jacket sleeves were rolled to his elbows and his hands were caked in dirt- he looked the perfect part of a farmer.

You had heard in passing from Bulma that he had taken up farming, and continued to do so after Chichi kicked him out.

Goku continued to help you pick up your groceries, gathering them into his burly arms.

"How've you been, Y/N?" He beamed, his smile all sunshine and rainbows. It was terribly infectious, making a smile grow on your lips too.

"I've been alright. I've decided to give up fighting and just live a quiet life here in the village."

He looked slightly dissapointed by that, but he quickly realised it wasn't his place to judge. You looked happy- and that's all that mattered.

You still looked as radiant as the days back at Kame House when you all lived together. You had filled out slightly, matured a little in the face- but it had all made you so much more pretty looking.

Once your basket was refilled, Goku and you chitchatted, catching up on the last decade or so of lost time.

When the talk turned to his family, the shine waited from his eyes. "Ah, yeah." He sighed, resting an arm against his tractor. "Chichi finally snapped after Gohan left to live with Videl. She needed me to be around more, and earn more zeni, but I couldn't balance those things with my training." He scratched the back of his neck with a near shameful look on his face.

You lay a sympathetic hand on his shoulder and gave him a comforting look.

"In sorry Goku. Perhaps she just doesn't understand you passion."

Truly, you have never really liked Chichi's treatment of Goku. You had been present when she coerced him into marriage, and nearby when she had berated him for training to save the planet. She had her good moments, and she was a very good housewife, but they was she spoke to him made your heart ache. He was so gentle, so soft, and a little behind the moment at times- he didn't deserve to be treated in any other way but loving and understanding.

He was not human.

He was never going to be a human man, nor behave like one.

Gokus eyes strayed away, telling you he didn't want apart of this conversation anymore. You saw him let his mind go blank before that infectious smile crept back onto his lips. "Want a ride home in the tractor?" He asked with a certain childish excitement that didn't quite fit his muscles.

You grinned, happy to have the twenty minute walk home taken off your back. You hopped into the tractor beside him, fitting snuggly between his thigh and the edge of the plastic seat. The tractor rumbled to life and Goku pushed it into gear. You clung to his arm, worried that the bumps in the dirt would bounce you off.

Now that you had a more hands on approach to his well toned figure, you realised just how cut he was.

The muscles under his jacket tensed when he turned the wheel and your cheeks raised pink.

He had grown stronger and taller since you last saw him, but he was still the same old Goku. You wondered quietly while peering up with him if he had surpassed super Saiyan. He had grown into manhood nicely, even fathering two sons, so perhaps he had also grown into his Saiyan heritage?

Your thoughts were cut off when he turned to meet your eyes, both of you staring at eachother in awkward silence as the tractor trundled along.

His eyes stared blankly into yours, blinking. You stared back, caught offguard by his handsome face.

"Uuh-" he pulled a comical face. You cracked a grin and snorted.

"Oh you're still as silly as ever, Goku." You elbowed him, making his confusion morph into amusement.

"You were the one starin' at me!" He protested, leaning back in the chair, letting the tractor continue down the lane.

"I was just thinking." You hummed, adjusting the basket in your lap.

"Thinkin' about what?" He tilted his head.

"How powerful you've gotten. Did you ever surpass super Saiyan?"

His eyes lit up at the thought of his all time favourite subject, and the fact that you were taking interest in it. "I sure did! Far beyond that, infact!" He pulled over the tractor and engaged the breaks. He hopped down to the dirt road and stepped a few paces back into the empty feild beside them.

"Watch!"

You indeed did watch as he began to roar, powering up into Super Saiyan- then... Super Saiyan again?

"Uh. So you're a super Saiyan? Well done?"

Goku, with now piercing blue eyes and golden hair chuckled darkly. His voice always seemed to drop a few octaves when he transformed. "No, this is Super Saiyan two."

You frown, interested, but confused. "It looks exactly the same."

He gave you a rather mischievous grin that made your heart flop unexpectedly. "Alright, what about this!"

Five minutes of watching him scream and his muscles tensing was enough to drive you to a very sudden conclusion.

You were attracted to the man. Your old friend and sparring partner was making you blush.

It was an odd revelation to have but it was quickly brushed aside by a browless rapunzel of a man.

Goku had transformed once again, the energy around him crackling dangerously. His hair was down to his ankles now, and his eyebrows had vanished into supposed thin air. You went wide eyed.

"Wow!" You gaped. "What do you call that form?"

Goku smirked, his voice gruff. "Super Saiyan Three."

You shut your mouth and the disbelief was replaced with amusement. "That... that's a very creative name-." You snorted. Goku pouted, and deformed entirely.

"I have another form-" he began.

"Save it for my place." You laughed, your ears ringing and skin prickling from the energy he had dispelled. He hopped right back into the tractor beside you like the power he had just displayed was nothing at all.

Once you had guided him to your home, he parked the tractor beside your front door and hopped down, offering you a hand which you took, gladly. Something about this gesture made you feel safer than usual. Your hands were tiny in his, and he felt strong beside you.

The man was a literal pillar of Hope. In many ways.

He had saved the earth more times than anyone knew. And perhaps you loved him for that.

Inviting him in for tea was a given, and he obliged with a cheery smile. He sat awkwardly at your dining table, the chairs being a little too delicate for his heavy frame.

"Would you like juice or tea?" You asked, setting your basket on the side and running the tap.

Goku adjusted himself in the chair, his jeans uncomfortably tight. They werent like his gi. They didn't give room for his legs or junk like the loose material did. "I'll have a tea please." He beamed over his shoulder but once he turned back his frown furrowed and he grunted at the annoyance of his tight jeans. He tried to stretch them out, popping a quick squat.

You turned in confusion when you heard a might RRRRIP. And Goku stood before you with a rip in his jeans, flashing blue and white stripy cotton boxers.

"Waaaaugh!" He cried, beginning to freak out. "My pants! I was tryna' stretch 'em!!"

You covered your mouth and stifled a laugh, your eyes wide. "Oh gosh, Goku. You've wrecked your jeans entirely."

He pouted. "I know-"

He tried his best to pull the edges back together, but without a needle and threat that wasn't going to do any good.

You suggested taking them off. You had some XXL tracksuit pants laying around (that you wore for comfort reasons- the baggier the better) which you offered to him.

"Gee, thanks." He beamed, undoing his belt and slipping them down over his muscular legs. You turned back to the sink, not needing your pounding heart to make itself evident on your face.

Tossing the shredded jeans aside, he took a long breath as if he could breathe again. He borrowed the grey joggers and slipped them on, now just in your pants and the tank top. He looked... gloriously casual.

Your eyes lingered on him a little longer than they should of when he came to the counter to collect his tea cup. The grey joggers curved around him in all the right places, leaving little to the imagination in the crotch department. You found yourself salivating, your imagination running wild as to what was underneath.

Goku had been watching you. Your eyes seemed to glaze over in thought as your cheeks turned pink. He wondered what you were thinking about.

His eyes locked on yours caught you offguard once again, snapping you out of your less than pure train of thought. "Oh! Sorry-" you glanced away.

"Is something on your mind?" He asked, leaning on the counter beside you, shadowing you in the wake of his tall physique. His eyes were gentle and curious, and his hair shadowed his face.

"Not really." You bluffed. "Just thinking about what I forgot at the market!"

Goku blinked. "I can go back and grab whatever you need?" He suggested.

"No, no! It's fine." You blurted, trying to find a reasons in your mind to complete your lie. "I can get them tomorrow-"

Goku frowned slightly and leant forward, his face getting extremely close to yours. "You're lyin'." He accused gently, searching your eyes. "Why would you be blushin' about some forgotten groceries?"

Uh oh. You were completely caught- even if he didn't know the true intent of your zoning out, he had the gist of it.

Playing dumb was your only way out.

"I was blushing? I must have gotten too much sun while I was outside."

Goku wasn't having it. He had sunburn before. It doesn't appear and dissapear at a moments notice.

He didn't exactly appreciate being lied to, but that didn't mean he couldn't try to mince the truth out of you sooner or later. Goku always had a knack for weeding things out of people. Even Vegeta, the Prince of all Brick Walls.

"You don't have to lie to me, Y/N." He pressed, caging you against the kitchen side between his arms. He gave you an intense look- which from your perspective somehow looked both slightly threatening and comical.

"I- I am not lying." You back up until your back is pressed hard against the kitchen counter.

Goku only pressed closer, his nose touching yours as his eyes tried to penetrate your soul. You couldn't breathe. He was so close you could feel his warm breath on your cheek.

Was this some form of intimidation? You wouldn't admit regardless..

"Goku- I-" Everything was too intense. The air about you both changed. You glanced down at his mouth and back up to his eyes, your gut stirring.

Goku, admittedly had been attracted to you since the moment you smacked into him in the village. And now he had put himself in a predicament where he was so close he could taste you. Now it was his turn to go red. His breath hitched when your eyes moved to his lips.

"Y/N-" he begun, but the words stuck in his throat.

When you woke up this morning you didn't expect your afternoon to turn into the Saiyan pushing his lips to yours in an almost desperate fashion, pulling you up to place you on the counter so he didn't have to crane down. His big hands cupped your face and his heart beat hard against his ribs.

Perhaps he was just desperate after the separation. Or maybe it was something that had laid dormant in his stomach over the last decade- but his kisses became desperate and something manifested in him that even you hadn't seen before.

The tender, funny, gentle man had turned into a whimpering, handsy mess. Beating your passion by tenfold; you were nervous but eager but the Saiyan was in full swing, palming your curves and battling his tongue against yours.

And winning.

"Sah-" he breathed as he pulled away, a string of saliva still connecting the two of you. You looked up at him, your eyes lidded, and cheeks warm.

"What was that for..?" You whisper, hands still balled in his vest against his chest.

Goku barely looks lucid, his eyes clouded over and lidded. "Huh-?"

He must've needed the female touch after being alone for so long, working the fields. All that testosterone must have worked its way up to his power-addled brain and made him desperate for attention.

You swipe your thumb over his bottom lip, wiping the saliva away. "Goku.. Snap out of it."

He blinks a few times, and he's back to normal, smiling and dusting himself off, moving back and away from you. "Ah, sorry! Don't know what came over me!"

You frown. "Uh.. its alright."

He scratched the back of his neck and giggles. "You tasted like donuts- Its made me kinda hungry!"

You had donuts for lunch, but that was besides the point. "Goku, you just made out with me. You don't do that for no reason."

He pressed his lips into a line. "It.. felt right in the moment. Its a mistake, I'm sorry." The joy in his eyes seemed to flicker away. "Was that a bad thing to do?"

It was a sin to do that to you and never do it again.

It left you wanting so much more, rooting your young adulthood crush from the pits if your stomach.

"Of course not. I liked it."

"Oh."

He had liked it too- it was evident from the way he still kept glancing at your lips and licking his own.

"Oh?" You pressed.

"I did too. I just kinda expected you to be mad at me, s'all."

You brushed a stray hair from his eyes. "I could never be mad at you, Goku."

He responded well to tender words, his pupils going wide and his mouth coming in for another, more calculated, kiss. He had grown used to angry women and playful yet hard slaps- this gentleness from you was new and enticing.

Your hands ghosted up his sides, resting your fingers in the hem of the joggers. Goku's hands held the back of your neck, stabilising your head while he probed your mouth with his ever curious tongue.

Your teeth found his bottom lip and gently nipped on it, making him mewl deeply, his eyes cracking open a slit to make contact with yours. His brows quirked into a sensual frown, biting you back with equal verve. His hands found the bend of your back, shifting you round and placing you flat against the wall of the kitchen. Resting one hand on the wall beside your head and the other playing with the hem of your cami, fingers sliding under the material and brushing against the skin of your stomach.

His mouth found your jaw, then neck, the shoulder, brushing the spaghetti strap put of the way so he had access to all your skin there. You tilted your head back until it thudded against the wall, blissed by the feeling of his lips and teeth on your skin.

Goku smelt of earth and grass before a rainstorm, a beautiful combination that suited him perfectly.

When he finally pulled away again, making you worried that he would distance himself for the second time, your fists clutching his vest.

He chuckled, ruffling your hair. "Don't worry, I'm not gonna walk away. I just wanted to ask you something." His eyes sparkled with something you couldn't quite read, but made it made your stomach flop about like a fish.

"Oh? What is it?"

His hands found your jaw and he tilts your face up.

"Can we take this to the bedroom?"

[kaitawrites]

First Meeting | Andorid 17 x Black Fem Reader

AN: This is a request from @lelewright1234. The reader is also Goku’s daughter, the middle child of Goku and ChiChi.

Warnings: fluff, slight yearning,

The first time you officially met Android 17, Lapis, was during the tournament of power. Being Goku’s only girl, you were spoiled and typically kept secret. Goku wouldn’t want his enemies to know that he is a daddy’s girl. Using it to their advantage and putting you in danger. He couldn’t let that happen. Your dad wasn’t the only one who was protective of you; your older brother, Gohan, was too.

When you first lay eyes on Lapis, you are awed by his immense aura and beauty. Your eyes roamed all around his body, clear interest behind it. You didn’t sense the way Gohan’s whole body tensed. His eyes are watching you intently. It was obvious that you formed a crush on the android. You would shy away from him, wrapping a finger around a coil of your hair. Twisting it as you had that toothy grin on your face. You would be a fool if you didn’t notice it, and Android 17 was no fool.

Lapis would be lying if he said you weren’t cute. He noticed the way you would root him on the sidelines. The way you smiled so brightly when he defeated an enemy. It made a smile come on his face. It even motivated him to work ten times harder to impress you. Which in turn made you cheer him on harder. And when he won the tournament, tears streamed down your cheeks as you cheered loudly.

Getting 17 alone was very difficult, as everyone praised his strength. But when you finally were alone with him, something sweet was in the air. Heart pounding in your chest as you stared down at your hands. For a Sayian, you were pretty timid, Lapis places a reassuring hand on your shoulder. He gives it a slight squeeze and a small smile towards you. It gave you the strength to finally say something. “Congratulations.” Your words were like a soft melody in his ears.

The sweet aroma of strawberries wavering off of your body. Lapis had to fight off his inner thoughts, mentally debating whether or not he could get closer to you. You had such a comforting nature, soft and nurturing. The complete opposite of your family members. Lapis eyes landed on the top of your head; soft curls framed your face perfectly. He studied your features as if in a trance.

You avoided looking at his face, beginning to feel your body becoming hot. Before Lapis could say anything, your brother took you away. He grabs your arm and sends a menacing glare towards 17 before turning to you, his features softening. “You have to be careful," He explains. You roll your eyes at his words. His grip on your arm becomes unbearable as you shake his hand off before fully turning towards him.

“Hey, I’m not a baby. I don’t need you hovering over me.” Gohan shakes his head. “Please, Don’t be difficult. I have to make sure you are safe. That's what I'm supposed to do.” You glance back towards 17, who is speaking to 18. “I understand you are worried. But they aren’t our enemy anymore. See, we won the tournament because of them.” Gohan says no other words before sighing and beginning to scratch at his head. His words became soft. “Just be careful.” He whispers. You nod your head joyfully.

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Bonus:

After becoming acquainted with Lapis, you two grew very close. To the point, you two hung out together almost daily, to Gohan's dismay. You two were currently having a picnic at a flower field. Lapis’ eyes were glossed over with the pink-yellow sundress you adorned. His hands turned clammy, and his throat became choked up.

You were breathtakingly beautiful. You sat next to each other as you looked up into the sky. “Isn’t it beautiful?” You asked. A hum left Lapis’ lips as he nodded his head, his eyes never leaving you. “Yes, truly.” You let out a small laugh before picking up a yellow daisy and examining the petals. You turned towards Lapis. “Can I put this in your hair?” He smiles gently before nodding his head.

You take his agreement and place the flower behind his ear. Moving a few strands out of the way. You were too focused on the task to realize the way he stared at you. He watched the way your nose scrunched up in concentration. His eyes looked over your long lashes, your puffy cheeks, and full lips. His full attention goes towards your lips. They looked so soft. He gulps down his thoughts and looks upwards towards your eyes once again.

When you began to move back, 17 grasped onto your arm, keeping you in place. You raise your eyebrow in confusion. “Lapis is something the matter?” He shakes his head. “Could I put some flowers in your hair?” He gestures to the fluffy fro on top of your head. You let out a small laugh and nod your head happily.

You move to sit straight upwards; you close your eyes as you await for his touch. Lapis used this time to continue to admire your features. He began to pick flowers that resembled your energy, some daisies and roses, which he placed in different locations in your hair.

“You can open your eyes.” You slowly open your eyes to see 17 holding up the phone with the camera app open. You could see the beautiful array of yellow and orange roses and daisies set throughout your hair. The small smile on your lips widens as you admire his work. “Thank you,” You bashfully look up at him. If 17 had a heart, he knew it would be beating very rapidly at this moment.

I love feedback so feel free to give feedback on my writing.

[sweetheartsnips]

Dragon Ball Masterlist

uploading my stuff from ao3 ex post facto, future works will be uploaded to tumblr in addition to ao3 :)

xreader one-shot chocolate box (sfw + nsfw)

Future Trunks - nsfw

Android 17 - sfw

Son Gohan - nsfw

Trunks (GT) - nsfw

Turles - nsfw

Granolah - sfw

Son Goku - nsfw

Zamasu - nsfw

Gotenks - nsfw

Goku Black - nsfw

Supreme Kai - sfw

Shallot - nsfw

Gamma 2 - sfw

Future Trunks (XV2) - nsfw (male reader)

Broly (Z) - nsfw

Son Gohan

Duality of Desire - nsfw

Vegeta

Pacify - nsfw (WIP)

Headcanons

Saiyans x reader's first time

[cringe--is--dead]

Peaceful Paradise Interrupted

Type: One Shot

Gohan x Reader, Reader is the adopted daughter of Vegeta and Bulma

Summary: Your peace wasn't often challenged, but when someone came to earth to challenge your father and/or Goku, you end up more annoyed being in the middle of it than fearful.

Your life had settled into a routine, though after most of your childhood and adolescence, you weren't complaining. The structure gave you a peace of mind, minus the occasional extraterrestrial being hell-bent on revenge against your father or challenging Goku.

Those spats, at this rate, lasted a day at the most, an hour at the least. You hardly ever knew of them until after the issues were resolved.

Safe to say you enjoyed your peace, you enjoyed your routine, you enjoyed everything your life had become. Minus this.

The barrel of some weird, foreign gun looking at you had become your new common view. The alien man who had broken into your home, looking for one of the several (like five) Saiyan life forms, only to find you lazing around in your pajamas while attempting to finish some paper due for some class you were beginning to hate.

You craned your neck to peer around at him, studying him as he spoke into whatever communicator his people used, before speaking up, more annoyed than anything, "You realize how stupid this is right?"

He blanched, taken aback by the calm demeanor in which you spoke. He barked some orders before turning his full attention towards you, "Excuse me?"

You shrugged, "This was dumb of you to do." Your legs were beginning to cramp up under you, and you were at least grateful you had worn longer pants, "Haven't you even heard of what happens to people who come to earth looking for a fight?"

He sneered, "They end up choosing life forms far beneath them, yes, little lady, I've heard the stories."

Rude. "I'm just saying - "

"You are not the one I'm after."

"I kind of figured," He narrowed his eyes at you, pressing the gun closer towards your face, "I can't imagine I did anything wrong enough to piss you off."

"Do you know of the Saiyans Vegeta and Kakarot?"

"Hard to not know them," Your voice was dry, and you knew that after the scolding your mother would unleash on you, she'd have some pride in how you were keeping your cool.

"My readings had indicated that they had been here, though upon arrival, I only found you. What is a weak, earthling like you doing around two of the most powerful beings on this planet?"

"Don't let them hear you say that, my father's ego is large enough already."

His eyebrow, or where you would assume an eyebrow would be, twitched, "Your- your father?"

You hummed, introducing yourself casually, before sending a sarcastic smile, "Vegeta's oldest."

"Your power levels are far too weak to be - "

"Adopted," You could feel the energy before anything else, the feeling of your hair standing up on end alerting you that your fiancé had gotten the emergency signal sent to his phone, "But, still."

You braced yourself, the door launching open with the sounds of splintered wood falling all around. Gohan was standing in the doorframe, hair still black, but eyes livid. You glanced at the shocked man before you, if Gohan didn't feel the need to power up than this guy was weak- what had he been hoping to do?

You watched as your fiancé smiled, something cold and dark, a look that was so foreign to see on him. It sent chills down even your spine, "Hi," The cheeriness was forced, "Honey you didn't tell me we had guests."

"Surprise visitors." You glanced sadly at the remnants of the front door as Gohan walked inside, you'd have to ask Goku to fix it again.

The energy coming off of your fiancé was beyond suffocating, and the blaster fell from where it had been pointed at you, trembling in the alien's hand.

"W- Who are you?"

"I should be the one asking you that considering you're in my house." Your fiancé's anger was getting harder to hide, the smile bordering bloodthirsty.

You flexed your hands from where they were bound, sighing, catching his attention, "Please don't destroy anymore of the house."

Gohan didn't look away from the man, who was frantically trying to contact some of his men. You assumed they had all scattered- and odds are some ended up coming across your father and Goku.

They might fare better than this man was about to.

"Of course," You blinked and he was across the room, grabbing the man by the front of his tunic, before lifting him up, the gun dropping to the floor.

"Let's take this outside, shall we?"

Just as quickly as he had gotten across the room, your fiancé had taken the offending man outside, the sounds of shouting growing muffled as they left your home.

You sighed to yourself, twisting further as you remembered the self-defense classes your mother made you take. It felt almost pointless at the time- who was stupid enough to do something to piss off your family? But as you managed to free your sore wrists, you were grateful.

By the time you moved on to untying your legs, Gohan strolled back in, not a hair out of place. He smiled at you, moving to crouch down in front of you, softly batting your hands away to undo the rest.

"Are you alright?"

He paused, laughing softly at the question.

"I should be asking you that," The rope fell, and he helped you stand, hands moving softly across you, feeling and searching for any indicators that he should go out and end that man.

"I'm alright," You smiled, "You got here just in time."

Gohan nodded, eyes falling shut, and he leaned down, forehead pressing against yours. You remained quiet, letting him process everything.

"I was so scared when you sent me that signal," He spoke quietly, eyebrows furrowing as if reliving the moment, "I wasn't sure what to expect. And dad and Vegeta were already dealing with their own stuff at the moment."

"He didn't hurt me," You reached forward, pulling your fiancé closer, allowing him to burrow into you as best he could, "I think he was more confused than anything to find a human here."

Gohan laughed, a wet sound from the back of his throat, "Right. Not the terrifying Saiyan legends he was expecting."

"Just a human college student who probably would have hit him with a frying pan had I been in the kitchen," You glanced at the dishes laying in the sink- had you been closer you definitely would have.

"I assume the others are taken care of?"

Gohan nodded, "Dad and Vegeta are on their way here - "

The sound of your name being shouted outside alerted you that more company had arrived, and the sounds of an engine being killed let you know your mother had arrived with them.

You watched as Goku made his way to the front entrance of your house, peering down curiously at the broken door, hand rubbing the back of his head, "Aw man, I feel like I just fixed - "

He was interrupted by your father barging by, snarling an, "Out of the way Kakarot", before he made his way inside. You saw your mother trailing close behind, eyes wide and worried, hand clutched to her chest. Goku had enough smarts to step out of the way, moving to stand where you saw your brother and Goten in the yard, the later of the two poking the unconscious assailant with a stick.

"Oh, my baby! Are you hurt?" Gohan stepped back, hands up in defense as you shot him a glare.

Your mothers arms wrapped around you tightly, your ribs wincing at the strength of her hold, "I'm fine mom, he didn't do - "

"And this is why I still think you and Gohan should have taken one of the homes near us!" She huffed as she let you go, arms resting on your shoulders as she glared at you, no malice behind her eyes, "My security would have ensured that that man never even looked at you - "

"She moves back in and Gohan can go home with Kakarot, everyone's happy," Your father snarked, arms crossed over his chest.

"Vegeta," Your mother turned to glare at him, arms never leaving their place around you, jerking you forward with her.

"To be fair dad he was the one who got here first," You rolled your eyes as your father pointedly ignored this remark.

"Still - with the damages done I think it's best if you two come stay at home for now!"

"Mom, it's literally just the front door - "

"Perfect!" She squeezed you tighter- a warning not to argue.

You glanced helplessly at your fiancé, who only shrugged in response. The man who more than likely stopped himself from killing moments ago, fell powerless in the face of your overprotective mother.

[daddys-silly-little-gem]

DRAGON BALL Z \ SUPER MASTER LIST

MASTER LIST | SFW CONTENT

SAIYANS

GOKU

VEGETA

BARDOCK

BROLY

TURLES

BLACK

RADITZ

NAPPA

CAPPA

CAULIFLA

KALE

GINE

KING VEGETA

GOHAN

FUTURE TRUNKS

NAMKIANS

PICCOLO

Piccolo x Female Human! Reader Headcanon - Love In a Different Way

NEIL

ICEJINS

FRIEIZA

COOLER

LORD COLD

CHILLED

FROST

GODS

BEERUS

CHAMPA

HELES

VERMOUTH

LIQUEUR

ANGLES

WHIS

VADOS

GRAND PRIEST

AWAMO

SOUR

CAMPARI

COGNAC

CUKATAIL

KORN

MOJITO

CUS

MARCARITA

MARTINU

OTHERS

BULMA

YAMCHA

MR. SATAN

Mr.Satan x Maid Female! Reader Oneshot - The Acts of a Scandal

CELL

ANDROID 18

ANDROID 17

KRILLIN

TIEN

CHEELIA

LEMON

JANET

JACO

TIGHTS

LAUNCH

VIDEL

MASTER LIST | SFW CONTENT

[tytarax]

Say, who are you're favourite characters of Dragonball Z, MHA, Hazbin Hotel and Supa Strikas ?

Good question, thanks for asking!

(I'll give you my fav characters and some reasons bcs just writing the characters looked weird)

Soooo, Dragon Ball

When it comes to Z, I don't have a lot of favorite characters, but I'll say

Bardock, he's simply my favorite on all Dragon Ball franchise

Gohan, him as a child was so cute, I honestly prefer child Gohan and future Gohan instead of present Gohan

Also little Goten, favorite scene: When Goku had to return to heaven and Goten didn't want him to leave.

And Goku's grandpa, just because

If we talk about Dragon Ball Super, there are more characters

Black Goku, my beloved crush

Liquiir (God of destruction of the 8th Universe), Idk, I think he's really cool and his tails must be fluffy

Korn (Guide Angel of the 8th Universe), is also really cool, I've seen a lot of fan art of him interacting with Vados and Whis, I think it's canon that he's their older brother.

If it's canon, then that trio of siblings (Korn, Vados, and Whis), I was a little inspired by their interactions to create the trio of Danica, Turles, and Hazu

Grand Zeno, he's just so cute, I have a weakness for cute things

Beerus, because... y'know, he's Beerus

Now, My Hero Academia, this one is shorter :)

Bakugou and Kirishima, I mean, I have a fanfic of them x reader, they are my husbandos

Aizawa, he sleeps as much as I do, so, yeah

Dabi, love his backstory, I mean, is sad, but I liked it

Enji Todoroki, character development!

Hazbin Hotel, this one is simple

Alastor, definitely, the psychopath mf is a deer

Angel and Pentious, character developmennntttt

Lucifer, he's just perfect

Husk, I feel we would be drinking buddies and I could really use a bartender in my shitty life

The egg bois, silly thingies yay

Emily, as I said, weakness for cute things

And last but definitely not least, Supa Strikas... (When I was younger it was called Super Strikas... do you know why the name was changed?)

Johann Uber has the first place in this one, big teddy bear vibes

Ja Nein, as I said in a publication, he's just, I quote myself, "300 IQ but so fucking cute"

Klaus von Jurgen Ulf Gutentag, again, cute

I think that's all... I really enjoyed writing this, thanks <3

Masterlist

[thesongoffalsity]

GRAND MASTERLIST

contemplation (grimmjow x black!gn!reader) stopping by (platonic!gohan x black!gn!reader)

© thesongoffalsity

[carnal-lnstinct]

SCOURGE OF THE STARS ‧₊˚✩彡

DBZ HALLOWEEN REQUEST EVENT

Sep 29 - Nov 1 REQUEST STATUS: CLOSED TO NEW REQUESTS **This will contain 18+ content so MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

RULES ‧₊˚✩彡

✧✧ Please adhere to the request rules already in place for what type of requests I do and do not accept.

✧✧ Large fics/series will be put on hold for this time to give focus to the requests.

✧✧ Be as dark, spooky, naughty, and creative with your requests. Or just carve a jack-o-lantern while deciding on Halloween costumes with your favorite villain or good guy who adores you. So long as they meet the theme of the event, anything goes!

✧✧ For requests with multiple characters, please send for three max!

✧✧ This is my first time writing a majority of the villainous characters from the series so my characterizations may be a little off to fit the requests.

✧✧ There is no set limit to how many requests one person can submit. Just bear in mind I am one person with a full-time job, so I’ll do my best to get to as many as I can! ♥

✧✧ Apologies in advance if I do not get to your request, any requests not completed by Nov 6th will not be answered later & will be cleared from the askbox.

✧✧ All requests will be tagged as SOTS* which you can track on my blog to find without searching through the My Writing or Requests tags.

✧✧ green divider credit

PROMPTS ‧₊˚✩彡

Halloween themed + Dark themes + Kinks + Yandere + Villain AU + Monster AU + Role Reversal + Prompts + Existing AUs

CHARACTERS ‧₊˚✩彡

Goku ✩ Vegeta ✩ Broly (DBS) ✩ Gohan ✩ Gogeta ✩ Vegito ✩ Future Trunks ✩ Adult Trunks ✩ Adult Goten ✩ Adult Gotenks ✩ Piccolo ✩ Bardock 

Raditz ✩ Perfect Cell ✩ Frieza ✩ Super Buu / Buuhan ✩ Turles ✩ Zamasu/Goku Black ✩ Cooler ✩ King Cold ✩ Broly (DBZ) ✩ Mira ✩ Cumber ✩ King Vegeta III

ACCEPTED REQUESTS ‧₊˚✩彡

Evil Yandere!Vegeta x kidnapped!reader - Accepted / WIP / Completed

Yandere!Goku x reader - Accepted / WIP / Completed

Vegito dubcon - Accepted / WIP / Completed

Gohan dubcon/cnc - Accepted / WIP / Completed

Perfect Cell x yandere!reader - Accepted / WIP / Completed

Rival!Turles x saiyan!reader - Accepted / WIP / Completed

Vegeta x afab!reader at pumpkin patch - Accepted / WIP / Completed

[kaaragen]

Thanks for the tags @bluedeedeedoop and @jedimasterbailey! This looks fun!

1. How many works do you have on Ao3?

Eight currently.

2. What’s your total Ao3 word count?

Uh, 717,607 apparently. Which is kind of scary to think about, as that's been in a period of under three years ^_^;

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Star Wars is the only one right now, but I have other things so may branch out one day!

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

And if we Fell Together (1499), A New Dawn Breaks (345), Big Brotehr Instinct (165), The Wrong Person to Confide In (163), and Happy Anniversary! (162)

5. Do you respond to comments?

I respond to every comment I receive; though sometimes it can take me time to get back depending on external matters. It's a real joy to get comments (and I know I've very blessed in this regard), so I always like interacting with readers and letting them know their thoughts are appreciated!

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Three Losses, easily. Though I do have a WIP in progress that might end up worse XD

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

I Give to You is the one (perhaps the only one XD) with the most unambiguously happy ending! Though Big Brother Instinct also ends happily.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Surprisingly no! I really thought I was, so I'm very grateful that none have crossed my path.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

I have written about a third or half of a smut fic (there's a Hera/Seventh Sister tag waiting to get inaugurated), but I haven't published any and that's the only one. For most of my fics, discretionary fade to black is the way.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

I haven't, but I do have some ideas for ones that I'm hoping to get to at some point.

11. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Not to my knowledge.

12. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

No, and I suspect my chaotic working methods would go against it XD

13. What’s your all-time favorite ship?

All time is really hard...Barrisoka for obvious reasons is definitely up there, but I'm also big on Korrasami, Griddlehark and Godel (Vihan? Gohan x Videl anyway XD)

14. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

If I start a project I'm commited to finishing it, and I try to avoid doing otherwise. There are projects in mind though (including an epic Pokemon one) that I doubt I'll ever get around to though XD

15. What are your writing strengths?

Hmm...well angst is definitely up there XD I'd like to say I do well at emotional scenes. I've been told my action is pretty good!

16. What are your writing weaknesses?

Pacing, I think can be an issue. I don't think I'm too great at voice, and I can struggle with getting a balance between description and motion, and conveying internal worlds. Metaphoric writing is something I'm trying to get better at too, as that's something I really struggle with!

17. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

Open to it! But I'm not fluent in many languages, so most of the time it'd either indicate another langauge is being spoken or just describe it.

18. First fandom you wrote for?

Star Wars.

19.) Favorite fic you’ve written?

That's a tough one... And if we Fell Together is probably my favourite; I'm really proud of how it turned out, the amount of effort I put into it, the way the story came together and seeing it through! But I do have a soft spot for I Give to You :)

My no pressure tags are @thevalaxy, @ins0mnia-an0nym0us-au, and @skygirlstars

20 Questions for Fic Writers

1. How many works do you have on Ao3? 49. I have a few options for #50…

2. What’s your total Ao3 word count? 299,440. Ok, I hadn’t realized I was that close. Now, my answer to #1 might be “a new 560-word drabble.”

3. What fandoms do you write for? I’m nearly exclusively writing for Avatar: Legend of Korra, with a little bit of Last Airbender, where it fits in.

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

1. Rainstorm - Su is there for Lin, for once. 2. The Well of Need - My first long-form story, with Lin taking care of Kya. 3. This is My Anchor - A mid-sized Kyalin story where Lin doesn’t make Kya take care of her. 4. I’m Sorry I Need You - An angsty one-shot that fits with a couple others in the “marriage is hard” domain. 5. Walk With Me - A longer-than-intended one-shot variant on a Tumblr joke.

5. Do you respond to comments? I do, as soon as I can. Sometimes, that means getting off work. Sometimes, that means giving a response as meaningful as the comment was to me. 

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? For complete stand-alone stories, that is likely Something Changed, where the last words are usually joyous. I can’t find the link for the worst-worst ending I have, so just pretend that never happened.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? The happiest ending? I like my happy endings, so this is tough. But I think I’ll go for Elemental Changes, because that launched my collaboration with @slowdissolve on Red Jade.

8. Do you get hate on fics? Not hate, exactly. One reader informed me that I had ‘let them down’ on a follow-up story because I didn’t write the story that was in their head. 

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind? I’ve done a little, but it hasn’t been a focus for me. And, aside from the polyamory aspect, it’s all as vanilla as it comes.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written? Not unless you count LOK + ATLA a crossover, which I don’t.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? Not to date.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? @slowdissolve and I wrote Moonsigns together, and we published two versions. One is told in first-person language and color coded, on Tumblr. We then followed it up with a more traditional third-person version that does not rely on color, on AO3.

14. What’s your all-time favorite ship? Kyalin is where everything opened up for me. 

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? I’m taking quite the long view of all of this. I haven’t added to Their Sacred Year in a while, but have the outline for the next installment, so I don’t consider it abandoned.

16. What are your writing strengths? Folks seem to like my dialogue and plotting.

17. What are your writing weaknesses? I struggle with the final rising action / climax / falling action, to keep the pacing appropriate to the story.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? I don’t plan on it, given I am uneducated in the languages appropriate to this setting. 

19. First fandom you wrote for? Legend of Korra.

20. Favourite fic you’ve written? Saving the hardest for last. Naming the favorite child. Ok, fine. In that case, I’ll have to choose <wrestles with self> Elemental Changes (see #7), mostly because it’s a completely off-the-wall idea that I was able to see through and complete. And to have Slowdissolve illustrate the ending was an absolute capstone.

So I get to thank both @krastbannert and @wishingforatypewriter for their invitations!

Now, it's time to throw the floor open to folks like @yell0wsalt, @dont-blame-it-on-the-kids, @linguini17, @frogblast-the-ventcore, @badlucksav, @cdlunee, and of course,

you.

[ato-catto]

Beast Gohan x Reader

'A very sudden, not quite warranted but enjoyable kiss.'

/kissing/implied cheating (I'm sorry Videl)/intense/childhood crushes

_♡_♡_♡_♡_♡_♡_♡_♡_

You couldn't help but stare. The red eyes coupled with the white hair left your gut twisting it a respectful amount of fear. Gohan relaxed into it and rolled his shoulders back, the usually polite and timid man grinning at you with oozing amounts of charisma and cockiness.

"What do you think~?" He purred. "Honestly."

Your mentor and friend looked at you in a way that made your knees weak. You felt like prey under his weighty gaze pray. You swallowed the sensation in your chest down. He was a married man!

"It's... New. You don't seem yourself, something in your face has changed, other than your hair and eyes." You mused aloud.

Gohan crossed his arms and looked bemused. "Like what-"

"You just don't look so.. polite." You laugh softly, his face contorting into irritated disbelief.

"So I look like an-"

"Asshole. Sort of." You began to laugh more heartily, covering your mouth. "I'm sorry Gohan-"

He shook his head and sighed. "I did ask for an honest response." He cocked a hip and placed his hands on his waist, looking you up and down.

You look down, then back up at him. "What? What is it?"

Gohan cracked a fanged smile. "Nothing.."

You reddened, feeling exposed. "Then why are you looking at me like-"

You where suddenly cut off by the young man pushing his mouth to yours, his spiky white bang brushing your forehead. Gohan stepped away after a moment with a shit eating grin plastered on his face.

"GOHAN!" You touched your lips, your mouth buzzing from either emotions or his energy. "Why did you do that!?"

He grinned, running a tongue over his lip, like he was tasting the remnants of you off his skin. Your insides quaked, and your mind span.

"Why not? You looked all cute and flustered." His voice was gravelly and deep (thanks Beast) and his eyes still wandered you.

It was like he was someone else. Your gut twisted tighter, and you stepped back, but he advanced on you, red eyes piercing into your skin.

You regretted the short shorts and cami now- perhaps you shouldve sacrificed a little sweat and worn a jacket.. even in this heat.The blood red eyes prowled over your skin as he stepped closer... and closer.. until he grasped your shoulders and held you in place.

"Are you trying to run from me?" He husked, his tone accusing.

You shook your head- but you were. He was intimidating.

Gohan felt a pang in his heart. Were you.. scared? Had he overstepped his boundaries-? He deformed and gave you a sad look with his original big black eyes. "Did I scare you?" He sounded concerned.

This was the Gohan you loved. The soft eyes and gentle voice.

But the Beast ... that was something else. It made your face hot and insides tremble with anticipation of something that would never come.

"No-" you breathed. The kiss had stolen the breath from your lungs.

Gohan touched your face, gently, with the tips of his fingers. Your cheeks were hot and blushed.

"Are you sure?"

You nodded. "I just.. why did you kiss me? That was super uncalled for." You crossed your arms. You didn't appreciate having your feelings meddled with- wether he was aware of them or not.

He gave you that signature clueless Son family look, before his gaze faltered and his shoulders drooped.

"Sorry Y/N- sometimes forms come with their own unique personalities, I didnt mean it in any way-"

You sighed. Your feelings hurt, but that was the way it had to be. All those years ago, when you had stayed away to train, you had been absent when Videl had appeared in his life during your teen years. The feelings you had had to be forced away when you returned hearing of their engagement. Your heart had shattered, but you eventually healed, even if some of the fleeting feelings for him never went away.

"No worries." You swallowed again.

Gohan tilted his head. He knew, and had always known. Perhaps Beast Form brought out an emotion he had never acknowledged before? He frowned, looking down at your face when something dawned on his. Something achingly painful.

Oh. He liked you. And had for a long long time.

He stepped back, blinking and bewildered.

You frown. "Are you alright?" He looked like he had seen a ghost.

He shook his head, and squeezed his eyes shut. "Oh." He whined to himself. "This is bad."

Now it was your turn to be concerned and step towards him. "Hey, it's no big deal! It's fine!" You started, grabbing his hands in an attempt to calm him down.

He paused and met your eyes. "It is a big deal." His tone was hushed. "Because I've wanted to do that since I was 14. I've squished it down for years but... I guess the more raw side of me doesn't have the same censor as I do."

There was a thick silence between you both, his hands in yours, your eyes locked on his.

Joy and petrifying fear jumped about in your stomach.

"W-what?" Your heart thrummed in your ears.

"I..I am sorry, Y/N. Truly." His warm, dark eyes searched yours. You could tell he felt terrible.

"Gohan.." He had just admitted to liking you all those years ago. Now he was apologising for that?! "Gohan I liked you too. I still do. But you're married." The words came out strangled. The confidence you had been gathering sifted through your fingers like sand.

Gohans breathing seemed to halt. "You.. what?"

"I liked you." You reiterate gently. "I ... still do. I always have."

"You.."

"Since i was 13 years old, Gohan. Every single day I wrote in my stupid journal that I would marry you when I grew up- but then I left. And you grew up with out me, and that's my fault and my fault alone. Videl is a beautiful wife and excellent mother." You were choking now, tears brimming in your eyes.

"Oh.. Y/N." He soothed, pulling you to his chest and wrapping you in his strong arms. "I had no idea. I.. I want to say sorry but I don't know if that's the right thing to say-"

You bury your face in the purple material of his gi. "Don't apologise for anything. Please."

You stood in a silent embrace for a little while, a thousand words spoken but unsaid. His hand came to your chin and tilted your head up, and he kissed you again, better this time. Gentle and silent, his hands cupping your face.

It was an apology, a feeling gone unexpressed, covered in cobwebs that his kisses gently brushed away. He tasted you, earning him a whimper, rewarding you with a small smile against your lips.

Once Gohan pulled away, he thoughtfully adjusted a few stray hairs about your face.

"I can never do that again."

"I know." You leant into his hand.

".. Even if I want to." He looked at your lips again.

".. Just.. just one more?"

His mouth was on yours again, mumbling "more" against your lips over and over, his hands grasping your waist.

This week was about to get very complicated.

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Reader Harem/poly fic, Valentines day special!

Title: A Beacon of affection (porn with plot) The (female) reader gets some lovin'! Vegeta/Reader, Goku/Reader, Gohan/Reader, Future Trunks/Reader, Broly/Reader, Gogeta/Reader, Goku/Reader/Vegeta, Goku Black/Reader.

Summary: A dystopian AU taking place many years after Super. Goku Black is roaming the Earth through different timelines, wreaking havoc wherever he goes. He is on a mission to hunt down the last of the Earth's inhabitants, determined to leave no survivors.

Given their genetic resilience and elongated life spans, a handful of Saiyans are left to fight for their survival. They’ve retreated to a shielded area located under a mountain range, carefully hidden from Goku Black’s sinister gaze.

You are one of the last remaining humans, trying to survive the hostile terrain. One day, a radio message leads you to the Saiyan’s shelter, where you meet Gohan, Goku, Vegeta and Future Trunks (and later Broly). You are the first non-related female they've seen in years, and your peculiar pheromones quickly start to drive them to the edge of madness.

To your own surprise, something drives you to reciprocate, resulting in a complex yet passionate poly cohabitation.

That is, until Goku Black picks up your delicious scent… Will the Saiyans be able to rescue you in time and finally defeat this fearsome enemy, or is it too late?

Chapter 1

[animearts7]

[creat0r-cat]

Dashboard [feel free to request stories or HCs (a.k.a. pls request)]

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Rules:

Only Boy x Girl (No Gender Neutral requests pls)

NO SMUT (or NSFW stuff)

No people who are a) real and b) already in a relationship (Examples: Markiplier, Chris Pratt, etc.) unless the request is platonic (Example: Jacksepticeye x daughter reader)

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(Iplier Egos)

Markiplier (All platonic):

Memories (Teen Daughter reader + fluff)

Streaming Troubles (Teen Daughter reader + fluff)

Voices (Depressed Daughter reader + Angst + Fluff)

Take Your Time (Anxious Adopted Teen Daughter + fluff)

I'm Right Here (Part 2 to "Take Your Time" - fluff + angst)

Not the Same (Teen Daughter Reader + Fluff + Hint of Angst)

Illinois Jones (AHWM):

Come Back (angst+fluff)

Murderplier (ISWM p. 2):

Love: The Imaginary Dagger (ANGST):

Darkiplier:

Dance With Me (Fluff)

Yancy (AHWM + ISWM p. 2):

Behind the Pen (Fluff + a little angst)

Wilford Warfstache:

Problems (Fluff and Angst)

Googleplier:

I Will Never Hurt You

Noiriplier:

Slices of Summer

Head Engineer Mack:

Enough

(-Phoenix Wright Ace Attorney-)

Miles Edgeworth:

A Second Chance? (Angst+fluff)

Phoenix Wright:

My Hero (Slight angst+blood+fluff)

(Dragon Ball)

Goku:

I Want This.. (Angst + fluff)

Gohan:

I Can't Wait To See You Again (Fluff)

Goku Black:

I Want This.. (Angst + fluff)

(Jojo's Bizarre Adventure)

Jotaro Kujo:

The Song You Are (Fluff)

Until We Meet Again (Fluff)

Doppio:

My Darling (fluff and angst)

(Yugioh)

Yugi Mutou:

Card Queen

(Marvel)

Tony Stark:

One Month

Bucky Barnes:

(Un)Happy Independence Day

HEAD-CANNONS:

Iplier Egos Love Languages

Iplier Egos Favorite Non-Video Games

Iplier Egos Feelings About Physical Affection / Pet Names

Iplier Egos Relate to Encanto Songs

Iplier Egos with Pregnant Wife

Dragon Ball Males with Pregnant Wife

Dragon Ball Males with Pregnant Wife (Trunks Edition)