#piccolo oneshot

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When tutoring Gohan proves to be a bit boring, your attention turns elsewhere...(Piccolo/Fem!Reader Fluff. SFW, Minors DNI.) //Shoutout to the ask I got with the prompt having something to do with a character unsure about why the reader or MC was watching them! Sadly the ask is no longer in my inbox, nor do I remember the name of the sender, but it was a big inspiration for this story!

When you signed up to be a children’s math tutor, you had no idea what you were getting yourself into. Most of the kids you worked with were sweet and cooperative for the most part - some were a little mopey when you forced them to try equations on their own - but they were quick to improve compared to when you first started working with them. Gohan was no different: in fact, he was far beyond most kids his age, and you had to wonder why his mother had hired you. While Gohan himself was very mild-mannered, the environment you often walked into was…not. You would sit down at the kitchen counter to do some problems with Gohan just to watch his father run in, down multiple containers of leftovers without bothering to sit down, and then jog back out to do whatever it was he was doing. You heard his mother yelling constantly about how much he was training and how he wasn’t being a great role model for his son. Eventually, you figured you would have better luck tutoring Gohan outside. 

Gohan seemed amiable to the idea. The weather was starting to warm up, and you even started to bring a blanket for the two of you to sit on while you worked. You were unsure if Gohan’s parents were in an unhappy marriage, or if they were just unusually loud - either way, you no longer had to deal with them. The first few tutoring sessions outside went flawlessly, and you left feeling proud. It wasn’t long until some new strange…thing popped up, however.

And that was exactly what it was, a thing. Or perhaps a man, you couldn’t be sure.The first day you noticed it, or him, you were in the middle of explaining long division to Gohan. You trailed off when you saw the…creature cross the yard and gingerly sit down, propping himself against a nearby tree. 

“Mrs. [L/N]? What were you saying?��

“Hm?” Your attention was jolted back to the child in front of you. Gohan followed your gaze and laughed. 

“Oh, that’s just Mr. Piccolo. He likes to come here to meditate sometimes.” You just nodded, although that raised further questions. How could this eight year old be so calm about a man - if you could even call him that - wandering onto his property? Was this Piccolo human? Could he be trusted?

You had heard rumors of aliens, invasions that could have caused disasters had it not been for a special fighting force on earth. They consisted of super-humans, or so you figured. Though you had never really put much stock into the idea in general. Perhaps you should have. You decided that Piccolo's origins and intentions were above your paygrade, so you handed Gohan a list of division problems and asked him to complete them what you had just gone over. 

It didn’t take long for you to become accustomed to Piccolo's presence. It seemed that he enjoyed the fresh air and quiet, much like you and Gohan did. Sometimes, you would study him while Gohan was busy with his work: the way his face was so serious despite its peaceful state, the occasional twitch of his antennae, the bicep muscles that poked out from underneath his cape, somehow bulging even when he just had his fingertips lightly pressed together. Gohan often had to poke you or call your name to bring your attention back to reality. 

Gohan’s final math test of the year was coming up, and his mother - Chi-Chi was her name, you learned - asked you to come in more and more frequently as the test grew closer. 

“...and if we divide by two, what would the answer be?”

“One hundred and ten,” Gohan murmured, picking at the grass below you two. 

“Very good! Let’s see…” You looked over your lesson plans, trying to find something the two of you haven’t covered yet. “How about we review the multiplication table, then? Can you tell me what twelve times nine is?” You asked, trying to think of one that might challenge him. 

“One hundred and eight,” Gohan’s answer was immediate: his gaze was on the sky now, seemingly more interested in the clouds than in multiplication. Sighing, you put your lesson plans down. You felt bad for the kid: he was more than prepared for the test. It wasn’t his fault his mother was a nut.

“Alright, what do you say I give you these worksheets, and when you finish, you sketch some of the prettiest clouds you see for me?” You suggested, grabbing a few worksheets. 

Gohan’s eyes widened, “But mom wants me to study as much as I can before my big test!”

“Trust me, Gohan,” you smiled, “I wouldn’t be offering this if I thought you weren’t more than prepared.” Gohan hesitantly took the worksheets and you turned away, content. This way Gohan could get a bit of a break and you could still get paid. 

You had come prepared for this very situation. Rummaging around in your bag, you pulled out a worn-down leather sketchbook and a pencil, deciding to do a bit of drawing yourself. First, you started sketching individual blades of grass, harshly dragging your pencil against the paper to encapsulate a bit of texture. But that quickly grew boring. You sketched a few interestingly shaped clouds - one seemed to be shaped like a dragon, another a hand - but the day was shockingly clear. Most of the clouds were either fluffy and nebulous or too small to appear interesting. You huffed and lowered your gaze back down, resting your chin in your palm. 

That was when you spotted Piccolo. He was a bit further away than usual, but still visible as ever in his purple gi. 

Perfect. 

You started with a simple outline - his straight back, the way his slender fingers just barely touched, his elbows resting stiffly on crossed knees. There was a delicacy in his posture, a delicacy you tried to capture. After sketching his body, you moved onto his facial features: his peaceful eyes that still held a certain seriousness even when closed, the way his face was turned slightly upwards, and, of course, his antennae. You were just adding his ears when you heard a voice in your ear. 

“Whatcha drawing?”

You yelped and pulled your sketchbook close to you, turning to the kid next to you. You must have lost track of time - all of Gohan’s worksheets were completed and there were even a few sketches of clouds in the margins.

“Nothing, it - it’s nothing!” You checked your watch. “It seems like we’ve only got a few minutes left anyways, so we can -”

“Hey, that’s Mr. Piccolo!” Gohan was leaning in closer, squinting at your drawing. “Yeah! That’s a really good drawing, Ms. [L/N]. You should show him!” 

You looked at Gohan, bewildered. Show him? Why would someone like Piccolo be interested in a drawing of yours? He’d been nothing but stoic every time you’d seen him. 

“He told me he’s caught you watching him, y’know.” “He has? How does - I mean, why does he think I was watching him?” You could’ve sworn each time you had stolen glances, Piccolo’s eyes had been closed. Gohan just shrugged. 

“I dunno. But he asks about you, sometimes.” “Really…” You tilted your head, turning your gaze back to Piccolo. As if on cue, he opened a single eye and raised a brow questioningly. The sudden eye contact sent what felt like a jolt of electricity through your system, and you quickly averted your gaze. You could have sworn you heard a deep chuckle in the distance, and your ears burned red. 

You were here to teach, damnit! Not gawk at alien creatures in your client’s yard. You looked wearily back at Gohan, who nodded encouragingly. Maybe…maybe if you gave him the drawing, you’d stop thinking about him. Without another word, you stood up and tore the drawing out of your sketchbook, tossing the book to the ground. You tried to walk quietly so as not to disturb him - maybe you could put it next to him or something and pray it didn’t blow away - but Piccolo opened his eyes as soon as you started to get close. 

“Yes?” His voice was gruff, but not harsh. You held out the drawing pathetically, and you couldn’t help but notice how his calloused fingers brushed yours as he grabbed the drawing from you. He looked it over and chuckled to himself, and you felt yourself get even redder. Eventually, he looked up, and you were surprised to see that there was a gentleness in his eyes. 

“When are you coming back?” “I-I’m unsure - Gohan’s final math test for the year is in a few days, so I don’t think I’ll need to be back -”

“Come back in a week. I’ll be training Gohan in the woods then.” 

You opened your mouth to ask what he meant by training, or why they were going into the woods, or why Gohan’s parents trust him with their son, but Piccolo shut his eyes as soon as he finished speaking, so you took it as a sign that the conversation was finished. You walked back to collect your belongings from under the tree where you and Gohan had been working. Hearing a knock coming from the house behind you, you looked back to see Gohan beaming out of one of the house’s windows, giving you two thumbs up. You smiled to yourself, walking back to your car with your bag, your hands still shaking. You weren’t sure what was coming next, but it was sure to be interesting.

[mikaseidukas]

I was going for drawing Niko in Piccolo's outfit, but having a scenario felt perfect for this :b

[montimer]

May I request someone cute for Piccolo?

Gn! Reader after having a rough day of training and coming home to Piccolo and cuddling??

Ofc!

This was a short one,sorry. I didn't know what else to write :')

Piccolo x gn reader

warning: just fluff

It's been a rough day for you. All this training tire you out. You hoped that Piccolo would be home.

"Hi?" You stepped into ur shared house.

"Y/n, Hi..you look...tired" he gave you a concerned look.

"Yeah. Just training tired me out.."

He looked at you, thinking for a moment.

"Is there anything I can do to make it feel better?"

"Cuddles!"

He smiled at that. He came closer and picked you up then carried you to the bed. You were laying on top of him. He put he's arms around you. You pushed urself closer to him.

"Thanks piccolo" you smiled at him

He gave you a hum as an answer, but he was blushing.

"Sure.." he hugged you close.

"I'll be there for you if you need me. Always."

[erimeows]

Dragon Ball: Masterlist

Hi there! I'm Eri, and I write for all sorts of stuff. While I do have everything published on here, I personally choose to have my masterlists linked to my Ao3.

I'm a huge fan of the OG Dragon Ball, Dragon Ball Z/Dragon Ball Z Kai, pretty much every Dragon Ball game that's ever existed, and Dragon Ball Z Abridged. I've seen all of the movies up to Super- I haven't watched Dragon Ball Super or any of the movies made for it, like, at all. I also hate GT and will not be writing for it either- and I will not write antagonists such as Cell or Frieza as main characters- but anything else from the original Dragon Ball through the end of Dragon Ball Z, I am happy to write for.

If you'd like to learn more about me, send in a request, or look at my works for other fandoms, check out my pinned post!

Character x Character:

Flight (Bulma x Vegeta)

Frozen Rain (Piccolo x Vegeta)

Wanted You (Piccolo x Gohan)

Ocean Waves (Piccolo x Vegeta)

Yukon (Piccolo x Gohan)

Wings (Dende x Gohan)

Let You Break My Heart Again (Goku x Vegeta)

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Agora Hills | A Goku OneShot [NSFW]

Authors note: hey guys! Be sure to drop a follow and a like! The support goes a long way! I'm also happy to take requests - please be following me and shoot me a message. I can work of prompts such as songs, locations, colours, scents. Give me a brief description and the characters you'd like. This also has potential for a fully smutty part 2 so if that's something you'd want to see let me know! Prompt: Doja Cat's song 'Agora Hills' "who's that man with the big strong hands?" "You're the one you're the only man, me and you on my OnlyFans" Summary: The reader is an OnlyFans model and after being threatened at a party has to come clean to her boyfriend, Goku Content: afab!reader x Goku, mature themes, blackmail and drama (Vegeta being a total asshole), mentions and details of anxiety, story heavy, soft smut near the end Word Count: 2836 words

Times had been a bit financially straining on you since you tried to settle down with Goku. You both shared a lovely home and with plans to start a family together, you needed to find a source of income to start planning ahead. Goku was constantly off either fighting insane battles on faraway planets or was off training with his friends. Sure, you could have just looked for something in your local area like in a store or on a farm, but when Bulma encouraged you to look into the site OnlyFans, it piqued your interest. Bulma is the best source of motivation you have. You were a little unsure about it but with her lovely compliments toward your appearance, you couldn't help but try it.

You had set up a tripod with a ring light in the corner of your spare room to get the perfect shots, using your phone to capture so many pictures of you in cute lingerie sets you had. You also used a couple of your boyfriend's t-shirts for a baggier look on your body. Your income was plentiful as your platform grew and grew. It covered bills, put food on the table and even left some over for you to treat yourself and Goku. However, one question always lingered in the back of your mind.

"How long can I keep this hidden from him?"

You hated keeping secrets from Goku, transparency was such a huge foundation your relationship was built on. He was always honest with you, would this hurt his feelings?

On one of the evenings he had free, Goku had invited you along to a gathering at Krillin and Android 18's home. Everyone was going to be there and you could tell from his eagerness that he was excited for you to finally meet the rest of his friends. You felt that it had been a long time coming and you put so much effort into how you looked while Goku sported his traditional orange gi. Hopping onto the nimbus cloud, he held you tightly as it whisked you toward the Kame House. As you approached your destination, you were both greeted by waves as everyone gathered outside on the beach. You nervously held onto your boyfriend's arms as he waved gleefully to them all, keeping the same wave and smile through your descent. You both bounced off together, greeting everyone. Going around everyone, you were introduced to his friends one by one.

"Y/N this is Krillin and 18," he extended his hand toward a slender, tall blonde woman and her opposing counterpart. You smile as you shake their hands and introduce yourself. Gradually he made his way around the rest of his friends; Master Roshi, Piccolo, and Yamcha were part of the introductions. Finally, your attention was directed to Bulma and her partner, who you hadn't yet met. He stood beside her with his arms folded over a buttoned up blue shirt, his aura nothing short of intimidating.

"Y/N, you haven't met my husband Vegeta yet have you!" Bulma chirped, taking his arm and yanking him toward you and Goku. You smiled at him timidly, admitting you were kinda afraid of him wouldn't have been the best first impression in your mind. You could sense him looking you up and down, choosing to address you with a scoff.

"So this is Kakarot's harlot, yes?"

You looked to Bulma in disbelief as her hand slapped his shoulder harshly. Goku was quick to wrap his hand around your waist as he spoke up, "Hey, c'mon Vegeta you know that's not very nice!"

He simply huffed in your direction as he followed the rest of the group inside, Bulma not far behind screaming an earful toward him. You felt uneasy, Goku rubbed your arm to try and ease you. You weren't someone to take comments like that to heart but something just didn't feel right. You all took your seats in the living room and for the most part the evening was going well. You all shared some drinks, had a laugh, shared some food. You hit it off so well with everyone that you felt like you were part of the family... all besides one person.

Crossing paths in the kitchen, Vegeta glared you down as you look a fresh glass from the cupboard. When you sat it down again to pour another drink you glanced back in his direction, "Can I help you?"

"Don't think I don't know your secrets," he slowly walked toward you, you felt as if he hadn't uncrossed his arms from your initial introduction. If looks could kill Vegeta would've buried you 100ft underground. "You know your vulgar acts aren't suited to him, that clown deserves a woman with a bit more self respect."

"What the hell are you talking about?" you retort. Your hands shaking as you unscrew the lid from the top of the bottle. Deep down you knew what he was referring to but how did he know?

"That woman runs her mouth to me about everything," his reply was cold. He turned his back to you and began walking toward the door that led to everyone else. "You tell him or I will."

A shudder ran down your spine. The tension left behind lingered with his words. Your heart raced, the weight of your secret growing heavier on your shoulders. You took a moment to collect yourself as you decided Vegeta couldn't be the one to tell Goku. Just as he was about to reach the doorway, you spoke up and the tone in your voice was full of determination.

"Wait, Vegeta please." you plead as you set the bottle down. He turned to look back in your direction with his arms still crossed and his expression staying cold. You look to your feet, "I'll tell him but please could we continue this conversation outside."

Vegeta continued to eye you for a moment, his pride more than evident, but eventually he nodded. Hoping you had cracked him he turned away and led you out the back door to the beach, the soundtrack to your serious conversation being the crashing waves of the sea. You lowered your voice and spoke soft, revealing your own vulnerability beneath what you were portraying as tough, "I never intended on keeping anything from Goku. It's just complicated and I never knew how to bring it up."

His response was a shake of his head and a scoff as he stared you down intensely, "He deserves to know what kind of person he's with, that woman refuses to tell him. I don't even understand what it is you're up to! Y-you're lewd-"

"I have an OnlyFans account," you confess with a deep breath. "It's just a way to bring in some money for us and I just didn't want him to worry about our future. I never intended on disrespecting him I-"

As his scowl deepened and his silence remained, you could tell he was taking in what you were telling him. Wether he'd allow you to tell him yourself or not was on the table was another story. He grunted and without allowing another word to leave your lips, he turned and walked back inside with you close on his heels. Your heart felt heavy with what could follow. You didn't know what would be said. You reentered the living room, Goku glanced at you with a sweet smile, blissfully unaware about the conversation you had just had as you took your seat beside him.

The living room buzzed with conversation and laughter but as you cuddled into Goku's strong arm the weight of the conversation with Vegeta was weighing on your mind, you could feel his intense gaze follow you from the other side of the room as you tried to settle in. A silent threat that you had to tell him sooner rather than later.

As the evening continued, you'd engage in small talk with the others to try and keep your composure but what made your heart feel warm was seeing how happy Goku was. He's an incredibly social person, much more than your average person, and was more than happy being in the company of his friends. After a while, Bulma pulled you into the kitchen. She had noticed how reserved you had become throughout the night and was growing concerned, "Is everything okay?"

You nodded with a forced smile, "Just a little burned out and tired, that's all."

She looked at you with sympathy, placing her reassuring hand on your shoulder, "You sure? You know you can tell me anything, right? If it's because of Vegeta's comment earlier I can always talk to him?"

You shook your head and smiled gently, "Thank you Bulma, honestly, but it's fine! I didn't take it to heart."

You lied through your teeth but she bought it, patting your back as she left you alone with your thoughts. Your anxiety was gnawing at you, you knew what loomed ahead.

As the night gradually wound down, Goku yawned and stretched as he turned to the remaining few people left. With a thankful smile he suggested that you both head home. He stood up, spinning you in his arms to face him. "You look beautiful. You're perfect. Your dress you picked is so beautiful I just can't wait to get back home."

You beamed looking up at him, placing a delicate kiss on his lips. He smiled as he kissed you back in return. However, your loving moment was interrupted by none other than Vegeta.

"I bet you won't be the only man to see what's under that dress tonight, Kakarot," he smirked.

You looked up, witnessing the glee in your boyfriend's face shift into shock. The panic surged through your body as you clung to him tighter, Vegeta's words hanging in the air. You looked towards him with a disapproving look but Vegeta remained totally unfazed, his arms crossed and a sly grin plastered on his face.

"What are you talking about, Vegeta?" Goku furrowed his brows, his hands slipping from your waist.

His response was sharp, leaning in with a wicked glint in his eyes, "Oh, nothing, Kakarot. Just saying that some things... or some people... aren't as pure or nice as they appear."

The air was heavy with tension, your throat was running dry as tears began filling your eyes. Bulma stepped in between the two men swiftly, placing a hand on her husband's chest, "Vegeta enough. Stop it! There's no need for this you're making the poor girl cry!"

Goku's face was still taken over with confusion, turning his attention from Vegeta to you. You could hear his own worry take over, his eyes like a puppy's, "Baby what's going on? What does he mean?"

You were hesitant and unable to string your words together. Again, stealing your opportunity, was Vegeta, "Ask your precious partner about her little online endeavors. She's not as innocent as she appears."

You sigh, placing a hand gently against his chest as you look up towards him. Taking a deep breath and your voice was trembling, "Can we talk when we're home about this Goku, please."

The arrogant Saiyan prince wasn't done. It wasn't good enough for him. Purely with a sarcastic tone he chimed in once more, "Oh, how touching. Wanting to keep things private now? The woman who claims she loves you oh so much is selling herself online for a few extra zenies! Showing herself off to other men, tarnishing your trust."

Unable to process what he was being told, he hung his head as he let go of you entirely. Your arms dropped from his shoulders. He sighed gently, "I'll be outside Y/N. When you want to come home come meet me. We'll talk about this at home."

"Goku plea-" your words couldn't stop him from leaving, slamming the door behind him. You couldn't do anything but tremble. You knew why Vegeta did this, he loved seeing Goku weak or vulnerable. You also knew Bulma wouldn't let him live this down. You smiled sadly in her direction and thanked your hosts, leaving behind a now perplexed group of friends. Sat in the sand outside, creating little patterns in the sand with his finger, was your boyfriend who sat in an overwhelmed silence. You took a deep breath, shuffling in the sand beside him which left your dress covered. The beach was serene at night, the waves crashing against the shore heavy at the other side. "Please, let me explain,"

He sat in an almost child-like silence, his eyes fixated on the shapes he had drawn. The gentle sea breeze carried your tension and sadness. You had never seen him so hurt, it was all your fault. He looked up at you with tears starting to form in his eyes, "I can't believe you'd cheat on me with Vegeta..."

"Goku what?" you said, shocked. "I just met him today?"

"Look, Y/N, I love you. I don't want to lose you. If you've been chatting with him online and-"

This is where everything clicked, Goku had no idea about OnlyFans and what the site was. He took Vegeta's words at face value. You shook your head and cupped his face in your sandy hands. "Baby no, it's not that. I have an account on this website where I sell some pictures of myself and it brings us in lots of money."

Goku wiped his eyes, blinking back anything else that could spill. "What do you mean?"

"These men that buy these pictures don't see me in person. They don't touch me. We don't have sex. It was just an easy solution to our money problem and I'm sorry I wasn't honest. Vegeta knew because Bulma told him. I can't be angry at her for that..."

"So-so you're not sleeping with other people. He made it sound so filthy."

"I can show you what I do when we're home." you reassure him. His face softened as the weight of the misunderstanding started to lift from his shoulders.

"I should've trusted you, I'm sorry." he whispered. You held him close to you, you thought through that night you could've lost him.

"I should've been honest from the start, I just didn't want you to worry. I'd never have wanted to have hurt you."

As he gently pulled back from you he summoned his nimbus cloud. Kissing your forehead gently he softly spoke, "I just want to understand everything. We can move forward together afterwards can't we?"

You nodded gratefully at his understanding words. Together, you climbed aboard your transport home. You could tell from the way he held you that he was still skeptical and his emotions were mixed. You wanted to do your best to help him understand.

Once you arrived back to your house, hand in hand you led Goku upstairs to show him the tripod and ring light set up in your spare bedroom. Sitting him down on the bed, you ran through how the site worked. He nodded along taking in every drop of information. You shown him how much income you brough in each day and explained what everything went to. Finally, you handed him your phone to look through the photos. His eyes widened in a gleeful way as he began to flick through them.

"Babe, you look smoking hot in these!" he beamed. You could feel the negative tension lift off your relationship and a new tension start to brew. Looking up with a smirk, "Can I help sometime?"

"You wanna help?" you gently smile. He nodded his head fast. His hands wandered to the front of your strappy dress, carefully slipping it down to reveal your bouncy, perky tits to him. You flushed red a little. Once your phone was propped up on the tripod, you posed for a few photos with your ever supportive boyfriend. You tried letting him control the ideas, however his Saiyan instincts were close to kicking in and wouldn't leave much time for many pictures. He stayed behind you in most of the shots, cupping your breasts with his big, strong, calloused hands or encouraging them down to play with your pussy. You hadn't done anything sexual on your account yet and allowed him to assist with teasy photos. His hands grabbing your ass, his hands squeezing your thighs. He was giving you the content that could only grow your platform more.

He gently left little bites and bruises on top of your breasts, neck and shoulders. With a cocky grin and a chuckle, he whispered in your ear, “Now they’ll know you belong to me.”

Finally, he took some of you sitting on top of him. You gently straddled him as he slipped his fingers in your mouth for the final shots, your spit dripping down his hand as he looked up at you in pure amazement.

"That's my girl," he said with a gently slap to your ass. You tilted your head gently as you looked down at your strong, sexy boyfriend pinned under your thighs.

"Do you have any other questions?"

"When can I fuck you for all your fans to see?"

[boonsmoon]

Hi! Saw your post about requests and prompts so thought I’d give ya an idea 😅

Majin Vegeta + "Can I still be saved?"

I was thinking about when Vegeta decided to sacrifice himself to kill Majin Buu, his lover (being reader and being held back by Piccolo) for pleads with him not to not to do it and that it wasn’t the way.

If it doesn’t really make sense please message me (if you want) 😅☺️

im gonna be real i am NOT that far yet (im in Frieza Saga), so i just ended up watching the fight on youtube😭

Request Chungus ML Dragon Ball ML Prompt List Majin Vegeta x f!reader Genres: Oneshot|Angst|Romantic

"Can I Still Be Saved?"

You were to watch from afar with the others, leaving Vegeta to deal with the threat of Majin Buu on his own. Were you happy about it? No, of course not. But you'd never send children into battle, and if Krillin and Piccolo weren't fighting, would you help that much anyways?

The moment of insecurity passed rather quickly considering the beatdown on Vegeta was a priority now. It hurt to watch your husband bleed and bruise right in front of you. You wanted to look away, but you feared he'd disappear the moment he left your sight.

What was that thing made of anyways to trap him like that? Vegeta has to be playing around, right? Unable to watch any longer, Trunks flew off to help his father, followed by Goten. You were going to follow the boys, but Piccolo held you back. There was no use arguing, he let Goten slip away, there was no way he'd drop his guard for you to escape.

Once Vegeta was freed, you saw from afar the loving moment between father and son before Trunks was knocked out, followed by Goten. Piccolo finally gave you the grace to see Vegeta on the battlefield.

"Vegeta?! How are you feeling? You're bleeding so much..." You looked him up and down, taking notes of his wounds and heavy breathing. Walking up to him, you held his face in your hands to provide at least some comfort.

"Don't worry about me woman! Save yourself and leave this place," he sounded angry, sure, but you knew him long enough to know that this was how he showed care. Vegeta put his hands on your shoulders to turn your body away from Majin Buu and urge you to get out of there.

Piccolo and Vegeta talked amongst each other before Piccolo picked up the boys. The topic was of the other world and what would happen to him if he died. It became clear now, Vegeta was going to sacrifice himself. That's going too far though, isn't it? Majin Buu can't be that powerful, right?

The panic set in as you clung to him, "you don't need to do this! Please, Vegeta!" The tears started to well in your eyes. He didn't look at you, just pushed you away as Majin Buu got closer.

Piccolo began to yell at you, "we need to go!" He walked up started to nudge you along, but you pushed Piccolo aside and held onto Vegeta tighter. "No! All of us need to go! I'm not leaving here without Vegeta," you looked him in the eyes and whispered, "please...We'll figure something out, just don't do this."

There was a slight annoyance in his eyes, but an even larger sadness at the thought of having to leave you and Trunks behind. Piccolo called over Krillin to take hold of you and pull you off Vegeta, once successful you all flew away.

Tears streamed down your face as you yelled for Vegeta to come with you, but all he could do was turn away from you and face Majin Buu.

"I can't leave here, not with this monster still alive. I'm sorry to you...And to Trunks." Was all he could think. It was in no time when he began his final attack, ready to take out Majin Buu.

Right before the blast killed Vegeta, he had one final thought, one final hope for the future, "If I do this one good thing can I still be saved? And come back stronger for them both?"

As far as you were, you could see the blast for miles upon miles. This one truth crushed you to your core, to know that there was no way he survived such an attack, and that your love was at the mercy of the gods of the other world.

lowk im scared for my vegeta

like im literally on the freiza saga and vegeta is still "RAHHH IM THE PRINCE OF SAIYANS"

and its like- how tf do i write that guy who now has a whole ass wife and child LMAO

so ima need real feedback on this characterization lol

anyways, hope this was close to ur request and that u cried

[nieblaneitor]

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Título: El bar de hamburguesas 🍔

Ya me voy a dormir, necesito mi sueño de belleza- les avisó Hybis mientras se levantaba, acababa de terminar de comer su hamburguesa. Estaba sentado en una mesa del bar junto con Piccolo, Bulma y Vegeta.

¿Tenemos diferentes habitaciones? -preguntó Bulma sorprendida al escucharlo, no habían arreglado ese asunto aún.

Sí, yo comparto una con el namekiano y ustedes compartan la otra- dijo haciendo referencia al matrimonio de la científica y el saiyajin, había notado rápidamente que eran pareja así que era mejor que ellos compartieran la otra- Su habitación es la número 305- dijo Hybis mientras le daba una llave a Bulma, ella la tomó de inmediato.

Vegeta y Bulma aun no iban a ir al cuarto ya que Vegeta estaba comiendo, había demorado un poco más debido a su altercado con aquellos demonios antes.

Yo también iré a dormir, no se tarden demasiado- les advirtió Piccolo dispuesto a irse con Hybis, se despidió de ellos rápidamente ya que se verían apenas se levantaran.

Menos mal que también vas a dormir, no me gusta que hagan ruido mientras duermo- dijo Hybis al ver que el namekiano iría con él, Piccolo gruñó ya que había algo en la actitud de ese tipo que no le agradaba del todo.

Que duerman bien- dijo Bulma como despedida antes de que se retiraran, se quedaría con Vegeta allí hasta que él terminara de comer.

Vegeta miró cómo se iban pensativo, volteó a ver a su ahora muy joven esposa, parecía algo somnolienta debido a que había sido un largo día viajando todo el tiempo.

Debiste ir con ellos, estás cansada. Yo puedo cuidarme solo- dijo Vegeta antes de comenzar a comer su última hamburguesa, sabía que Bulma se había quedado para acompañarlo a él.

No lo estoy tanto, resistiré- le aseguró Bulma, aunque bostezó luego de decir aquello- De todas formas, no te falta tanto ya solo te queda una, a menos que vayas a meterte en otra pelea de bar y tardemos dos minutos más - dijo haciendo referencia a la hamburguesa que estaba comiendo Vegeta y a los sujetos que había golpeado antes.

No lo hice a propósito-dijo Vegeta excusándose, le dio otra mordida a su hamburguesa mientras Bulma lo miraba pensativa, luego la vio mirar el bar nuevamente.

Este lugar se parece mucho a una discoteca, hay música y luces- dijo Bulma sorprendida porque hubiera ese tipo de cosas en el mundo demoníaco- Creo que fue divertido venir y ver cosas nuevas, aunque esas hamburguesas son horribles- dijo Bulma ya que ya había probado una y no le había gustado demasiado, ni siquiera sabía cómo es que Vegeta podía comer tantas.

Allá afuera en el espacio hay cosas peores, créeme- le aseguró Vegeta antes de darle otra mordida a su hamburguesa, Bulma lo miró pensativa, sabía que su esposo conocía muchas cosas del espacio exterior- Tienes suerte de ser de la Tierra, la comida allí es bastante buena- le aseguró.

Ya lo creo- dijo Bulma mientras lo veía terminar la hamburguesa, parecía que ya estaba satisfecho- ¿Ya vamos a la habitación o quieres ir por más hamburguesas? -preguntó Bulma al verlo beber de su vaso, él negó con su cabeza al escuchar lo que le había dicho.

No, ya comí suficientes- le aseguró, se puso de pie al igual que Bulma para que los dos pudieran irse.

Vegeta caminó siendo seguido de cerca por su joven esposa, de por sí habría sido peligroso para ella andar sola en un lugar como ese y aún más ahora que tenía la estatura y apariencia de una indefensa jovencita.

Bulma miró el entorno en lo que dieron algunos pasos entre la multitud para ir cerca de la salida, aunque tuvo una idea al ver que los demonios de ese lugar parecían comportarse como en cualquier discoteca de La Tierra. Charlaban entre sí y parecían estar divirtiéndose.

Oye espera- dijo Bulma tomando la mano de su esposo para detenerlo, estaban pasando por uno de los lados de la discoteca ya que querían llegar a la salida, pero había varios demonios en el lugar que no facilitaban el paso.

Él se detuvo al sentir la mano de ella sobre la de él y la miró confundido, Bulma le sonrió mientras le indicaba que se acercara para que pudiera oírla bien. La música se sentía un poco más fuerte en esa zona del bar.

Nunca hemos estado en un bar juntos- le dijo mientras se abrazaba a su cuello mirándolo de frente, era algo más raro para ellos ser tan jóvenes otra vez y verse así, aunque se habían acostumbrado un poco con el correr de los días.

¿Y qué hay de diferente en venir a un bar? Este lugar parece un basurero- dijo Vegeta con molestia, notaba que parecía un lugar de clase algo baja además de que parecía ser frecuentado por personas peligrosas.

Tú dijiste que hay cosas peores en el espacio, debes haber visto uno peor que este- dijo Bulma sin soltarse de su cuello, aunque Vegeta se había sonrojado un poco cuando lo había hecho no había atinado a liberarse de su agarre.

Sí, pero no son peligrosos para mi- dijo con seguridad, en el pasado nunca había temido, aunque había estado en lugares que podían llegar a verse peor que ese bar lleno de demonios de moral cuestionable.

Tampoco para mí si estoy contigo- dijo Bulma sonriente, al menos ella no sentía miedo mientras tenía a su esposo como compañía. Nadie más se había atrevido a acercarse a ellos luego de la paliza que les había dado a esos sujetos que habían querido pelear con su esposo.

Claro que no, acabaré con todos los idiotas en este bar si es necesario- le aseguró Vegeta, aunque se avergonzó un poco al notar lo que había dicho, Bulma estaba sonriéndole con ternura.

¿Podemos hacer una cosa de bar antes de ir a dormir? -preguntó Bulma pensativa, Vegeta la miró confundido ya que no sabía demasiado sobre lo que sea que se hiciera en los bares humanos convencionales- No tardará más que tu pelea de antes- le aseguró con una sonrisa.

¿Qué cosa de bar? -preguntó Vegeta confundido, no es que él no hubiera estado en uno antes, aunque fuera uno extraterrestre, pero nunca había ido a uno de La Tierra así que desconocía si era muy diferente a ese.

Bulma le sonrió y se acercó a él de improviso, plantó un beso en su boca de inmediato, aunque planeaba hacerlo rápido para que pudieran irse de allí. Era difícil resistirse a lo lindo que se veía Vegeta ahora que estaba más pequeño, aunque ella ya creía que era muy atractivo aun cuando no estaba bajo la influencia de la magia de Shenlong.

Vegeta la miró confundido en cuanto ella se separó de sus labios ya que había sido rápido, no esperaba que lo besara en ese lugar.

Ya podemos irnos- le sugirió Bulma mientras lo miraba con una sonrisa satisfecha aún colgada de su cuello.

Vegeta todavía algo sonrojado miró el entorno en un segundo rápidamente, y notó que allí nadie los conocía ni los estaba mirando, importaba poco lo que hicieran estando en un bar de clase baja en alguna parte del tercer mundo demoníaco. Además de que había pocas luces y un ambiente casual y nocturno que se distinguía en el lugar.

Vegeta tomó de la cintura a Bulma y la acercó rápidamente hacia él para propinarle un beso algo más profundo. Ella pareció sorprenderse al sentir sus labios sobre los suyos, había profundizado aquella conexión apoderándose de su boca como si fueran tan solo dos adolescentes en una discoteca cualquiera.

La joven humana había decidido dejarse llevar por el excitante y agradable beso que su esposo le había dado de repente, que él la besara en un lugar con más personas era algo que pocas veces sucedía.

En cuanto se separaron, los dos estaban mirándose un poco sonrojados por la intensidad del beso. Bulma solo podía sonreír al haber obtenido lo que quería mientras que Vegeta parecía algo apenado a pesar de que él había sido el que había decidido besarla de esa forma en un lugar así.

Sin mediar palabra entre sí decidieron irse juntos rumbo a la salida del bar para poder irse a su respectivo cuarto, tendrían un día largo al tener que recorrer el mundo demoníaco nuevamente al día siguiente.

Buenas tardes!!! No estaba segura de cuando poner este oneshot que se me ocurrió poco después de ver el episodio 9 de Dragon Ball Daima, pero lo super ame.

Estoy amando muchísimo la serie y no pude quitarme de la cabeza esas escenas de Vegeta en el bar del tercer mundo demoníaco, espero les guste el oneshot y muchas gracias por leer y por su apoyo 💟✨️

Nos leemos pronto.

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Niebla~

[homeofthelonelywriter]

Ghost - Masterlist

Copia:

Series:

Opposed Beliefs: You are a nun at a cathloic abby. But when you meet Cardinal Copia, your faith starts to twindle. How could someone as gentle as him be evil?

Part 1 |

Let's call it Fate: After you arranged marriage forces you to partake in a course in the Ministry, you meet Cardinal Copia. And neither of you can deny the pull you feel toward each other. But you're promised to someone else, what will you do?

Prologue | Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11 | Part 12 | Part 13

Oneshots:

Il mio piccolo sole - You just saw Rite here Rite now and are confused, seeking reassurence with your Papa.

Frater Imperator - Copia is getting ready for his first outing as Frater Imperator and you help him.

Back to the Master-Masterlist

[tobiasdrake]

How strong (in the manga) is Shin/East Supreme Kai? I remember hearing something about him or someone else stating he could have killed Frieza in a single attack, but I'm not sure if that's canon. As a side note, what led me to this was thinking about the Buu arc, and how it's interesting how (from what I know) the a big part of the first part of it is the gods (Shin and Kibito) realizing that Goku, Vegeta, and co. are far, far stronger than even Shin - the literal highest divine entity (according to canon at the time) in the universe. It acknowledges and points out how freakishly strong the protagonists have gotten, which I find interesting seeing as that's a common criticism I feel of Dragon Ball and Dragon Ball Super - but here it is being pointed out as a big part of the story of the original manga!

Sorry it took me a bit to respond to this; Haven't done one of these in a while.

You remember correctly.

All five Kaioshins are so strong that they could oneshot Frieza. We only have East Kaioshin's word for that, but Frieza is kind of a big deal and well known among the gods.

Battle of Gods goes on to assert that even Beerus knows Frieza by name. As Strongest in the Universe by an unbelievable margin and head of Genocide Incorporated, he's important enough to ping all of the celestial radars. Everyone who is anyone in the heavenly realms has got eyes on him.

So I can believe Kaioshin when he makes this assessment. I don't think he's talking out of his ass.

Additionally, knowledge of his role as Kaioshin intimidates Piccolo into standing down.

Piccolo is so intimidated by the realization of Kaioshin's identity that he forfeits their match right at the outset.

This, however, is an ambiguous moment. Kaioshin's been keeping his ki to himself, so to speak. Prior to this match, he hadn't shown a hint of his power. Goku, Vegeta, and Piccolo could all tell that there was something about him, but no one knew what.

Piccolo wasn't reacting to the size of Kaioshin's ki signature here. He didn't sense Kaioshin's power and go "OH MY GOD HE'S SO STRONG."

Piccolo freaks out about Kaioshin's identity. He realizes that this man is so high up on the celestial hierarchy, and he doesn't dare. He's basically having an attack of propriety.

In fact, he's actually mistaken about who Kaioshin is. He's got the wrong guy.

He quit the fight because he thinks Shin is secretly this guy.

Daikaio, the Great World-King, or Grand Kai in the anime dub. That's who Piccolo thought he was scurrying away in intimidation of. Even right there in the ring, he had no idea who Shin truly was.

So we can't really make an assessment of how Piccolo compares to Kaioshin in fighting strength based on that. Piccolo forfeit due to presumptions of Kaioshin's Daikaio's reputation and cosmic importance.

When in actuality Kaioshin is a super-secret ultra-class of god whose existence is merely fabled even among gods.

That's why Piccolo thought he was Daikaio. Kaioshin is not supposed to be a real thing that exists.

This is all setup for when the other shoe drops: The revelation that actually we mere mortals left Kaioshin in the dust a ways back, and nobody - neither him nor us - initially realizes it.

Earth has gotten fucking weird in ways Kaioshin couldn't fathom. He was expecting Goku, Vegeta, and Gohan to back him up and be his sidekicks. He sorely underestimated them.

Goku compares Dabra to Cell, which gives us a bit of a yardstick to work with for Kaioshin. Because Kaioshin is freaked out by Dabra.

Kaioshin's reaction to seeing a Cell-tier force on the field is "Oh wow, we are fucked."

An assessment that Dabra agrees with.

In fact, when push comes to shove and Kaioshin does get the chance to fight Dabra, he decides he'll take the weaker foe, thank you very much.

Despite their differences, Kaioshin and Dabra are in agreement on one point: Kaioshin could not have won the Cell Games.

This is not proof of weakness on his part but proof of incredible strength on the others' parts, however. To put this in perspective, let's remember that Frieza was the most powerful mortal in the universe by a factor of 1000x over the second-most. It took a freak 1-in-a-trillion mutation to make him that strong, and that's beyond the other freak 1-in-a-trillion mutations.

Cell, meanwhile is a fart on the winds of time. On the cosmic scale, he was barely a blink of an eye. He existed for four years on one planet where he accomplished nothing of note and then died. He was a big deal to that one trash-tier scrub world but nobody outside of Earth has ever heard of him.

That this nobody Earthling who did nothing and died immediately was so unbelievably powerful that he dwarfed even Frieza - and pushed others of that world to become unbelievably powerful too - is a weird footnote in the history of the universe.

So we get this odd dynamic where Frieza is the yardstick by which Kaioshin measures mortal strength.

Literally name-dropping Frieza to try and convey to Vegeta just how powerful Buu is, as if that's a name we're still meant to be impressed by.

But Cell is the yardstick that Hipster Goku uses.

"Yeah, I'm over Frieza. I'm really into this new guy called Cell. He's pretty obscure; You've probably never heard of him."

So that's where Kaioshin lies, and the crux of the bitter irony at the start of the Buu arc. By mortal standards, Kaioshin should be beyond anything they could possibly imagine. And Dabra is terrifying beyond even him.

But here on Earth we had this little thing called the Cell Games where we had to fight a dude that was in Dabra's league so we got fucking jacked. And then kept going afterward and got even more jacked.

The result is a god who is unfathamable by mortal standards, yet thoroughly outclassed by these specific mortals and their exceptional circumstances.

[natsuki-bakery]

⁎˚ ఎ Gyro Zeppeli ໒ ˚⁎

hiiii could you maybe write a oneshot about cg! gyro putting a sleepy little to bed? thank you so so so much !!!!! i hope you are having a good week !!

The sun had long since dipped below the horizon, leaving the vast plains of the American frontier bathed in soft twilight. The only sounds were the occasional rustle of wind sweeping through the dry grass and the distant hoot of an owl. The Steel Ball Run race had temporarily come to a standstill for the night, and the campfire Zeppeli had set up flickered gently against the cool night air.

Sitting beside the flames was a young regressor, exhausted from the day's events, curled up in a makeshift blanket beside him. Their small, innocent eyes drooped with fatigue, tiny fingers wrapped around the corner of the blanket, grasping for comfort as sleep slowly claimed them...

Gyro, still wearing his broad-brimmed hat, glanced down at you with a soft, almost paternal smile. In this strange race, filled with danger and competition, you were one of the few things that felt like an anchor of simplicity—a reminder that not everything was about fighting, power, or survival

"Come on" Gyro said, his voice a low, soothing rumble, leaning over to adjust the blanket over your shoulders. "It’s about time you went to bed properly, don’t you think ?"

Your eyes fluttered open for a moment, your expression a mix of reluctance and drowsiness. Your little frame curled tighter as you mumbled something unintelligible, too tired to form words properly. Gyro chuckled softly. "No, no. You need some real rest, kid. We’ve got another long day tomorrow." He removed his gloves, his hands rough from years of spinning steel balls, and scooped you into his arms. Despite his strength, his touch was gentle—careful, as if handling something delicate

You stirred slightly, but with Gyro’s calm movements and the way his arms held you securely, you quickly nestled into his chest, your head resting against his shoulder. His broad, steady heartbeat lulled you further into sleep as he stood up and carried you towards the nearby tent

As they approached the tent, Johnny Joestar, his usual partner in the race, gave a brief glance over. His expression was a mixture of amusement and confusion. "Didn’t think you had it in you to play babysitter" Johnny said, his tone playful, though there was genuine respect in his voice. He knew Gyro was much more than the brash, eccentric Italian he often portrayed himself as

"Somebody’s gotta make sure they sleep..." Gyro replied with a grin, though the softness in his voice betrayed the fact that he was more concerned about your well-being than anything else. "You get some rest too. We’ll need it". Johnny simply nodded, not pushing any further

Inside the tent, Gyro carefully laid you down on a small bedroll he had prepared for them. The night air had a slight chill to it, and he made sure the blanket was tucked tightly around you. In the dim light of a nearby lantern, he could see your face relax, finally giving in to the exhaustion of the day. He crouched beside you for a moment, watching the slow, peaceful rise and fall of your chest. In a world filled with spinning steel balls, deadly enemies, and the never-ending competition of the Steel Ball Run, moments like these, quiet and tender, were rare

"Sleep well, piccolo" Gyro whispered, brushing a strand of hair from your face. His voice was low and comforting, almost like a lullaby. "I’ll be here when you wake up". He moved to leave but paused, glancing back one last time. Something about the sight of you, so small and vulnerable, stirred something deep in him, a protective instinct. For all the bravado, for all the talk of honor and duty that came with being a Zeppeli, it was moments like these that reminded him of his true purpose. Healing. Caregiving. Protecting the innocent, no matter the form that took

With a quiet sigh, he leaned back against the side of the tent, sitting cross-legged beside the entrance. The campfire outside still crackled faintly, casting a warm glow that flickered through the canvas walls. Gyro rested his head back, one eye half-closed as he listened to the calm, even breaths of the regressor sleeping beside him. Tomorrow would bring more challenges, more danger, and more of the relentless race. But for now, in the stillness of the night, Gyro allowed himself to relax—if only for a little while. The world outside could wait

As he sat there, keeping watch over the small figure beside him, a faint smile tugged at the corners of his lips. "Sweet dreams, little one," he whispered, his voice barely audible over the sounds of the prairie night.

If you're in the basic criteria , are DSMP fans, vivziep0p fans , h0tel/h3lluva b0ss fans, Owl h0use fans, St4r butterfly fans, Ghibli fans, ddlg/abdl blogs, nsfw/k!nk blogs, anti-agere blogs, or anti Christians/Christianity blogs : just dont interact !

[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

[pleasantspark]

A Horrifying Realization - Piccolo x Orion

Heya! This was based off my Headcanon regarding Namekian's being aware of a baby being created in the womb after conception, therefore here's the fic, I haven't been active with writing full oneshots, so apologies for being gone stress and allat, yada yada yada, so once again, if you want a request done, just send an inbox, also also COMMS ARE OPENED FOR SPECIALIZED WRITINGS!!!! Kofi is in my Pinned :D

I will be writing a next chapter of HFIL Mansion soon, but I don't know when.

"Piccolo!"

The Namekian's eyes opened as he moved from within the wall, as his eyes narrowed on the female Saiyan he came to call his wife. He sighs and turn towards her. She was accompanied by their young boys, Venus and Guru.

Venus was the first ever Namekian-Saiyan Hybrid that was born, in fact he was born before Kami... Well they don't talk much about it, Orion wanted a baby badly and Piccolo remembered she begged and begged and BEGGED until he couldn't say no anymore and agreed.

Then there was... Guru. Guru was fully Namekian.

Orion wanted a Namekian son, and Piccolo was not interested in spitting up and egg, so they went back to New Namek and asked Moori if there was any Eggs needing a home, and Moori was surprised at that.

"Why would you need an egg?" He'd asked, it was embarassing for Piccolo to admit of his new relationship, especially since he really didn't update anyone on his relationship status back at his home planet.

Once he cleared things up, they were given an egg and Orion decided the name of Guru, the elder namekian that ruled over Old Namek. As of lately the two boys were really close friends, and actually liked each other. Piccolo, despite being rough with his handlement of Trunks, Gohan, Goten or even Gotenks. He tried his best to raise his kids with actual love and affection.

He was patient and taught his sons the Super Laser Beam, Venus self-taught himself Super Saiyan and all was well. As he turned to face the three, Orion was recently deceased and she was brought back with the Dragon Balls, but recently he noticed something off naturally he chalked it up as him being increasingly protective as with any Namekian towards their mate, and just chalked it off as being a worried partner.

After all, he nearly lost Orion once, and he couldn't afford it again, once Orion came by. She grabbed his arm and smiled. "Piccolo~" She giggled.

"You seem, oddly chipper this evening." Piccolo gruffs, though there was no real anger behind it, just... emotionless.

"Yeah, the boys are ready to go to school, we did offer Gohan and Videl to take Pan to school didn't we?" Orion asked, Piccolo sighs.

"Yes." Piccolo gets up and straightens his cape.

Piccolo before the boys births, was taking Pan to her classes and oftentimes (this was before he and Orion married.) Pan's Teacher, Ms. Janet would oftentimes flirt with Piccolo which made him uncomfortable since Orion and him were dating.

Orion gradually began to get paranoid about Janet being around and being too close to the point she would attach herself to him at all costs whenever she would arrive to Pan's School. Piccolo read up on Saiyan Behaviors (provided by Prince of NOTHING) and chalked it up to Sayan Instincts to protect their mate.

Eventually, this all boiled down to Orion getting insanely jealous and snapping at Janet, to the point he had to prevent Orion from nearly killing her.

It was later found out, Orion's behavior was due on part to pregnancy hormones.

Wait.

Piccolo's eyes narrowed a bit and his face turned pale, Piccolo can tell some weird energy was around her body, and he came to the horrifying discovery, Orion was pregnant again. Which meant his child, the one she was carrying died when she died.

Piccolo's face was pale, and he struggled to make any words.

But he knew one things for sure,

He had to tell her.

[icejinlov3r]

Heyo! I’m gonna get back to working on oneshot requests real soon. But requests are still closed for now! Just until I can finish the ones I already have. Speaking of, figured I’d leave a list of the oneshots that are coming up.

Piccolo/Krillin (NSFW)

Chi-Chi/Daishinkan (SFW)

Piccolo/Goku (NSFW)

Cell/Vegeta (NSFW)

(Genderbent) Vegeta/Bulma (SFW)

Jiren/Dyspo (NSFW)

Cooler/Beerus (SFW)

Once all these are done, I’ll reopen requests. Until then, look forward to what’s to come!

[theromaboo]

Tag Game

Thank you @tangegraminem369 for the tag! I'm so sorry I completely forgot this. But I remember now so here we go!

Currently reading: Kraken Bake by Karen Dudley. It's the sequel of Food for the Gods. They're inspired by Greek mythology (specifically, what if Pelops was a celebrity chef in Athens?). It's so niche. And it's Canadian. From Manitoba, to be specific. Which makes so much sense! (every time I read this book I go "My God. Only in Manitoba!" By the way, I'm Albertan, for all you Canadians out there. Yeehaw).

Last song: Una Commedia Divina by Piccolo Coro dell'Antoniano! It's like a guilty pleasure. It's so cute and so good I listen to this dozens of times a day!

Currently watching: Meeting the Romans by Mary Beard. I love her!

Fic I'm currently reading: Pretty much every fic in my fandom are oneshots, and I pretty much always consume oneshots in one sitting, so there's not really any fics I'm in the process of reading right now. But I love rereading old AO3 fics with Vergil in them!

Current obsession: Ancient Rome, of course. But more specifically, right now, I'd say disabled people in ancient Rome. Very interesting and it's what I study when I get tired of politics and war.

I tag @the-little-fox-in-the-box, @just-late-roman-republic-things, and @alienmythologist! Plus everyone else who sees this and wants to join!

[boonsmoon]

Die With A Smile

sighhh sadge times couldn't help but listen to this song and be sad over Raditz canon divergent, AGAIN

Request Chungus ML Dragon Ball ML Raditz x f!reader Genres: Oneshot|Angst?/Fluff|Romantic

Raditz traveled to earth for his brother, Kakarot, in hopes of recruiting the young saiyan to work with the Frieza force. However, the trip to this underdeveloped planet went as good as a work day during Christmas at retail.

Raditz died to his brother, killed by his own family. Wait, Raditz died? That can't be right, he was just talking to you via scouter...Raditz blinked and found himself staring at the plain ceiling in his room on Freiza's ship. A thin layer of sweat covered his body. He held up his shaking hands and saw a tear fall into his palm, followed by another. It was just a dream...but what does it mean? Is this a sign of some sort? No matter, today he heads for earth. Though, perhaps he should pay you a visit first...

You two couldn't spend long together, this disappointed both of you, of course. After the long journey to earth, Raditz found Kakarot (who insists his name is Goku), but found the saiyan to be protecting this planet instead of depopulating it. 'Goku' was offered an ultimatum, and instead of going with what Raditz said, he fought him.

This gave Raditz a sense of fear, a form of déjà vu. "Was that dream a premonition?" He wondered, but couldn't think for long upon receiving double the attacks.

Kakarot and Piccolo finally had him in a position to kill the saiyan. Even though Raditz initially planned to lie his way into getting out before attacking again, he decided what he said would be true, that he won't go after earth or its inhabitants anymore.

He was free, and he survived death while looking it in the face. But he realized something while walking this planet. It's not the same without you. Raditz can't go back to the Frieza Force, he knows this, and faking his death will only get him so far.

Luckily, you followed Raditz to earth a couple days after he left. Leaving behind any scouters to prevent being tracked after disabling the pod tracking. You don't know what's happened to him, but no matter the outcome, you'll be there with him. Your only hope is to see and love him one last time, if granted even that.

Meeting up with him didn't take long, you stuck out like a sore thumb and attracted all kinds of attention when you landed. This led the two of you to live and thrive as an earth couple for the next year. Vegeta and Nappa's impending arrival would surely disrupt your time together.

When the two higher class saiyans arrived, it was quite obvious. It felt like and could quite literally be the end of the world. Even if the world was ending, you were content having Raditz by your side. You don't mind having him hold you in his arms as the world shakes.

Raditz and you were now warriors of earth, but instead of traversing the galaxy to help it, you both stayed stationed at your comfy home in the countryside. This didn't mean you were hermits, no. In fact, both of you were very involved in the lives of your friends.

When Frieza landed and everyone was meant to help hold him off, it was an understatement to say you were frustrated. You two don't get in arguments often, but this one seemed to be a long time coming. Despite screaming, you both seemed to get lost in the words of your fight rather than the actual problem. "I'm tired! I don't want to fight anymore!" You said, there was no holding it in anymore, "I know, I know..." His voice quieted down.

"...I'm sorry," you apologized, walking up and hugging him. "I hope you know you mean the world to me," he confessed and kissed you. You took a deep breath and looked at him, "we should go now. Fighting over Frieza is ridiculous." He laughed, "I'd rather fight for your love instead."

Being called upon to protect the world from androids next was not what you expected to do in life, but what's a few twists and turns? You originally were going to stay back with Bulma and help her care for Trunks, but seeing the damage those androids did to Yamcha caused you to worry.

You followed him to the battlefield, out to the middle of nowhere, you went on a wild goose chase with him to find an android, even searching for a lab no one knew the location of! Raditz was confused by your intent to stick by him in these times, "I'll follow wherever you go," you said, smiling at him. This is a deadly fight, and you want to see him today if you can't tomorrow.

These androids were supposedly going to bring the world to its knees, leaving the state of the world in chaos. If such a thing was meant to happen, you'd be right here next to Raditz. Even after being beaten by these mechanical beings, you could only smile knowing Raditz is right here with you.

There would come a time when the world really did end. Kid Buu wiped out all life on earth, that included Raditz and you. Your time on earth wasn't through, but at least you both left together. One final hug before death was enough to leave you happy.

"At least I got to die next to you." Was all you could say while looking at him.

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVE

hope yall ENJOY TODAY AND TOMORROW

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I'm having THOUGHTS about post Cell Games Vegeta and Gohan (and Piccolo) and I must make a oneshot out of them, I must.