#son goku x y/n

[actuallysaiyan]

Hi again!

Here are the requests for DBZ that I mentioned in my previous ask!

Feel free to write them when you want/can!!!

Dating Vegeta would include headcanon

Dating Future!Trunks would include headcanon

Dating Android 17 would include headcanon

Dating Goku would include headcanon

These headcans can be just SFW or both SFW and NSFW.

It doesn’t really matter to me!

warnings: smut, oral sex(fem and male receiving), mentions of trauma, possessiveness, protectiveness, fluff, vaginal fingering, possible mentions of violence word count: 1.7k pairings: Vegeta x Fem!Reader, Future Trunks x Fem!Reader, Android 17 x Fem!Reader and Son Goku x Fem!Reader a/n: I didn't know if you wanted it all in one post, but I figured it was easier for me to do it like this! I hope you really enjoy!!!

SFW

Don’t expect much in terms of romance. He’s not that kind of man. But don’t fret, he will always be there to protect you and defend your honor.

If you show him any kind of affection, he’ll be so flustered and not sure how to handle it. Usually he gets quite irritated, but in reality he’s loving it so much. He wants you to be soft with him.

That being said, if you were to argue with him and fight as well, he’ll be so happy and so turned on. Saiyans do enjoy a feisty lover and they want to feel challenged.

But Vegeta doesn’t always want to fight. He wants domesticity as well and wants to feel loved just as much as anyone else. Show him the softness of a human lover and he will always come home to you for more affection.

He might surprise you sometimes by offering affection of his own. He’ll be red faced and stuttering, but he’ll offer you his heart and soul when he realizes you’re the one for him. You’ve got a lover for life. NSFW

Vegeta wasn’t the most experienced when you first met him, and he was so shy and flustered the first time you tried initiating anything intimate. His hands fumbled and his mouth felt dry and his brain was blank.

With time, he found the right rhythm and touches just for you. He figured out exactly what you like and became the best at pleasuring you. Even if you are more experienced than him, he shows you just how much he enjoys pleasuring you.

Despite what you initially thought, Vegeta loves to give more than receive. He really loves being between your thighs, tongue gliding so perfectly against your wet folds. He drinks up your nectar like it’s the nectar of the gods.

Vegeta enjoys many different positions, but his favorites are doggy and mating press. Both for different reasons as well, considering they give him different kinds of control and feeling.

Sometimes he enjoys sensual, slow sex where you both take your time pleasuring each other. Most of the time his pace is rough and animalistic. He’s very loud during sex, lots of growling and grunting. 

SFW

He’s so considerate of your feelings, but at times he can be flaky and miss dates. He’s not always the most focused when it comes to those kinds of things, but just know he really means well and never wants you to feel abandoned.

He likes to surprise you with cutesy things. He’ll make you a bouquet of wildflowers, draw you something he knows you find cute, make you a playlist of songs that remind him of you.

Trunks will always have your back no matter what. He will defend you with his life. You are the greatest thing to ever happen to him and he won’t let you slip out of his grasp no matter what.

He enjoys spending quiet time with you. You two can be seen cuddling in his bedroom, watching a movie you’ve both seen a million times over. Or you can be in the forest together, walking around and enjoying nature.

He’s big on romantic gestures and often uses them to excuse his flakiness. He’ll plan romantic dates for you even if it’s not always available to either of you because of the way the world is in your future. Trunks wants you to be so happy either way.

NSFW

He’s good with his hands. Trunks enjoys massaging your whole body first to really get you so relaxed and loose for him. Then he likes to suck on your nipples while he fingers you slowly. You’ll be dribbling all over his hand before long.

He’s obsessed with your scent. It could be part of his Saiyan instincts that kick in, but he loves your natural scent. He rubs himself against you just to get more of it on him. And the scent that comes from your pussy makes him drunk on you.

Trunks likes to act tough sometimes, but he absolutely crumbles if you give him a blowjob. He can barely look down at you as you have your lips wrapped around him because the scene is much too erotic for him to handle.

He’s a big fan of lingerie! Get dressed up for him and show off your body in those silky, lacy bits of clothing for him. He’ll spend so long just admiring your beautiful body and undressing you ever so slowly.

Trunks loves pulling out and cumming all over your ass or pussy. He enjoys looking at you with his seed all over your body parts. If you ask him to cum on your face during a blowjob, he’ll bust right then and there. He views it as marking you up.

SFW

He’s awkward at first. He doesn’t truly believe you’ve got feelings for him. He’s done so much bad in life, he figures his chance at romance was over. But when you show him softness, he’s melting.

Give him time to blossom and he’ll become the perfect boyfriend. He enjoys the closeness of being your boyfriend. He wants you to rely on him whenever you can. He’ll show you he can be so reliable.

Android 17 comes with a lot of baggage, and he never wants to open up about it. He’s ashamed of his past. But from time to time, when he does open up to you, please listen to him. The more you listen without judgment, he will be more open to telling you about his past this way.

If you were to play with his hair while kissing him, he’d be so flustered. His cheeks would be so pink and he’d look away. But he absolutely loves it when you play with his hair and kiss him so softly.

He worries a lot whenever he can’t be around you to protect you. He’s vowed to protect you for the rest of his life. It’s a way for him to cope with what he’s done and how to continue to live for a cause that’s worth it.

NSFW

Android 17 has an obsession with cumming inside of you. When he learned that his sister had a baby, he became a man who was relentless with trying to have his own baby. If you don’t want kids, make sure you get on some sort of birth control.

He loves slow and passionate sex more than fast and rough sex. Being able to take his time with you is the best feeling in the world. He’ll be in missionary position, your legs wrapped around him and all he can think about is how happy he is.

He’s big on kissing you slowly and letting it build into something else. Making out makes him hard like a horny teenager. There’s just something about your warm tongue rubbing against his that makes him dangerously close to busting in his pants.

He may need aftercare after sex. It takes a lot out of him emotionally, so just lay there with him and play with his hair and enjoy the pillowtalk. If it gets too intense in his mind, you can just kiss him and get on top again to let him fuck away the pain.

Android 17 loves to go on and on and on for hours. He’ll exhaust you with his stamina. He is a fucking machine, literally and he uses that to his advantage all of the time. Just remember your safe word!

SFW

He’s not the most clever when it comes to love, but he knows how to show you his affection through actions rather than words. He may come across as really dumb a lot of the time, but he surprises you.

You can expect cute little gestures often. He’ll give you wildflowers, hunt you an animal for you to cook, or even just pull you into his arms after a battle to kiss you all over your face.

Goku is so possessive and protective. Nobody is going to get between you two. He’s going to show anyone who’s interested that you and him are so close and nobody can ever break you up. 

He’s got to have at least one hand on your body at all times whenever he’s near you. He’s also big on hand holding and wrapping his arm around you to keep you close to him as you two are out walking.

Doesn’t always know how to be the most romantic and he might actually ask for advice from Bulma to show him the right things to do or say during a date. He cleans up really good too and looks amazing in a suit. It’s not his favorite thing to do, but he’d do it for you.

NSFW

Goku is needy and wants to fuck all the time. Sometimes it’s even when it’s an inappropriate time. You’ll need to try and get him to behave as much as possible. But sometimes he just wants to shove his hands down your pants and feel your wet cunt against his large fingers.

He loves fast, wild and sloppy sex. Sloppy and wet kisses, snapping his hips so fast and hard, bruising grip against your hips, leaving scratch marks down his back as you try to hold on as best as you can.

Goku eats pussy like it’s his last meal. He devours you like you’re the only flavor he wants on his tongue forever. He’s really good at it too, using his instincts to figure out exactly what you like in terms of getting head.

His fingers slide so deep inside you, reaching places you didn’t even know could be reached just with fingers. He holds you on his lap, fingers deep inside you curling against that sweet spot as his thumb rubs against your swollen nub.

He’s messy with cumming. It’s always a bit inside and a bit outside, just messing up your pussy with his seed. He loves to play with it afterwards, pushing it back into you and then smearing it all over your clit. He’ll easily make you cum again like this after he’s had an intense orgasm of his own.

[morchilluv]

With Nothing but My love - Goku

Warnings: None really. Just a slow burn, and fluff!

Synopsis: Goku and you had been the best of friends for as long as you could remember. From childhood adventures to shared secrets, you had a bond that felt unbreakable. Just when your feelings for him started to grow beyond friendship, your parents sent you away, leaving you with no choice but to part ways. So when the day finally came that you reunited, you were completely caught off guard—not by the friendship that picked up where it left off, but by the handsome man Goku had become.

A/N: My Goku fixation is coming back. This fic is inspired by Manolo and Maria because they're just so endgame. It doesn't contain a love triangle, it honestly just skips time over and over again until they confess. I also added 2 alternative ways on how you guys finally confessed!

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Goku and you had been the best of friends for as long as you could remember. From childhood adventures to shared secrets, you had a bond that felt unbreakable. But, as life often does, things changed. Just when your feelings for him started to grow beyond friendship, your parents sent you away, leaving you with no choice but to part ways. So when the day finally came that you reunited, you were completely caught off guard—not by the friendship that picked up where it left off, but by the handsome man Goku had become. He was taller, more muscular—no longer the goofy kid you remembered, but a force of nature. And, despite your own growth, you couldn’t deny how impossible it was to ignore the way he made your heart race now.

You stood at the entrance of the town, the familiar sights feeling strange after all these years. Your heart beat a little faster with each step, knowing Goku was back in your life. You’d heard rumors he was around, but seeing him again? That was something else.

Suddenly, you heard a familiar voice call your name.

You turned, and there he was—Goku. Taller, broader, his once-boyish grin now a confident, easy smile. He was different. A powerful presence radiated from him now, and it made your breath catch.

He jogged up to you, his smile softening. “You’ve changed,” he said, his voice gentle. “I almost didn’t recognize you.”

You blinked, still trying to process the sight of him. “I could say the same about you,” you said, your voice softer than you intended.

Goku laughed, rubbing the back of his head nervously. “Guess we both grew up, huh?”

The years melted away in that moment, and before you could stop yourself, you stepped forward and wrapped your arms around him. It felt so right, so natural—like no time had passed at all.

When he pulled back, his eyes searched yours. “I’ve missed you,” he said quietly.

Your heart skipped a beat. “I’ve missed you too,” you whispered, realizing just how true that was.

ੈ✩‧₊˚ Time Skip ੈ✩‧₊˚

During another training session, Goku and you were sparring. As usual, there was a playful back-and-forth, with Goku dodging your attacks and you trying (and failing) to land a blow.

Meanwhile, your guys' friends were sitting on the sidelines, watching in amusement.

"I think they're both too stubborn to admit it," Krillin said with a knowing grin. "I've been watching this for weeks, and it's obvious. Goku's just waiting for her to say something."

"Yeah, and she's doing everything she can to ignore it," Bulma added, leaning back against a rock. "I swear, if they don't get their act together soon, I'm gonna start charging them for relationship advice."

Vegeta raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued by the scene. "Why would they not admit it? It's obvious. She loves him. And he's completely in love with her. They're both idiots."

Piccolo nodded, though his expression was unreadable. "They're not the most observant when it comes to this stuff."

Suddenly, a punch landed squarely on Goku's chest, knocking him backward a bit. He looked up at you, laughing it off, clearly not noticing the tension.

"I think she likes me," Goku said loudly, still grinning. "But, uh... she won't admit it."

Your face turned a deep shade of red as you yelled across the field, "Goku! What the heck are you talking about?!"

Bulma and Krillin exchanged a glance before bursting into laughter. "See? Even he knows it," Krillin said, pointing at the two of you.

ੈ✩‧₊˚ Time Skip ੈ✩‧₊˚

It was late one night, and the group had just finished another intense training session. Everyone was winding down, but you and Goku found yourselves alone, sitting outside under the stars.

The cool night air wrapped around you as you sat in comfortable silence, side by side. You weren’t sure what it was, but something felt different tonight. Maybe it was the way the moonlight hit Goku’s face or the fact that you guys had spent so much time together lately. Either way, it was hard to ignore the growing tension.

“So,” Goku began, shifting his weight and leaning closer to you. “You think you could beat me if we went full out? I mean, you’re getting stronger, I’ll give you that.”

You smirked, a little playful and a little daring. “Are you really asking me if I can beat you? You’re supposed to be the strongest fighter. I just don’t want to embarrass you.”

Goku laughed, clearly enjoying the playful banter. But as he turned to face you, he misjudged the space between you guys and accidentally brushed his hand along your thigh. His eyes widened as he realized what happened, but he didn’t pull back. He simply looked at you, his gaze intense.

You froze, your breath hitching in your throat. The way Goku looked at you—it wasn’t playful anymore. It was as if he was silently daring you to do something about it.

You swallowed hard, trying to maintain control of the situation, but all you could do was respond by leaning in, pressing your body just a little closer to his.

“You’re getting awfully comfortable, Goku,” you said, your voice barely above a whisper.

Goku didn’t answer immediately, his fingers lingering just above your skin. He leaned in slightly, his lips brushing against your cheek in the most teasingly slow way possible.

Before you could pull away, Goku whispered, “You know I can’t stop myself when I’m this close to you.”

Your breath caught in your throat. “You think I’m that easy, huh?”

Goku smirked. “You’re anything but easy.” Then, his lips hovered dangerously close to yours. “But I’m gonna make you admit it sooner or later.”

ੈ✩‧₊˚ Time Skip ੈ✩‧₊˚

One evening, the group decided to play a friendly game of dodgeball. You and Goku ended up on opposite teams, and things quickly turned competitive. Every time you faced off, sparks flew, not just from your rivalry, but from the undeniable chemistry between you.

After one particularly heated exchange, where Goku intentionally threw the ball just a little too hard at you, you wiped your face, eyes glinting dangerously. “You really want to play dirty, huh?”

“I’m just getting started,” Goku said, his eyes lighting up with excitement. He grinned and pulled his shirt off over his head, giving you a teasing wink. “You ready to lose, then?”

Your jaw dropped, your eyes scanning his sculpted chest, but you quickly regained your composure. “You think you can throw me off with your muscles? You’ve got another thing coming, Goku.”

Goku’s smirk deepened. “You sure about that?” He tossed the ball to you, and the game grew more intense, both of you using every opportunity to make the other blush. Every throw felt like a challenge, every dodge like a dance. You guys were getting dangerously close to crossing a line, your bodies brushing against each other as you tried to outplay each other.

Finally, in one moment of utter chaos, Goku reached out to catch the ball you threw. His hand brushed against your waist as he pulled you closer, locking eyes with you for a brief second, the tension palpable.

“Alright, alright, Goku,” you said in a low voice, too close to his ear. “You win... but you owe me. Big time.”

ੈ✩‧₊˚ Time Skip ੈ✩‧₊˚

Goku’s laughter echoed in the training field as he dodged a punch from you. The two of you had been sparring for hours, but something about today felt different. Maybe it was the way he kept getting just a little too close and his hand lingered a little too long on your shoulder when he showed you a new move. Or maybe it was just that every time you guys locked eyes, it felt like the world slowed down for a second.

“Hey, don’t go easy on me!” you grinned, but Goku’s gaze was soft as he watched you.

“I’m not. I’m just... happy you’re here.” He scratched the back of his head with a nervous chuckle, his voice unusually quiet.

You blinked, a little caught off guard by his tone. “What?”

Goku’s cheeks flushed red, and he waved his hand dismissively. “Nothing, nothing! Just... you’re a really good fighter. And, you know, I’ve missed spending time with you.”

You smiled, your heart fluttering. “I’ve missed it too, Goku.”

For a moment, the tension in the air shifted, and the distance between you felt like it had shrunk. Goku looked away quickly, his nervous energy returning, but that moment lingered between you guys like an unspoken promise.

ੈ✩‧₊˚ Time Skip ੈ✩‧₊˚

A few days later, Goku and you found yourselves alone in the training room, sparring—once again, it felt a little different. You guys were closer than usual, and the air between you was electric. Every time Goku dodged an attack, he was a little too close. When you blocked his punch, your hands brushed in a way that sent a jolt through your body.

You stepped back, your heart racing. “You’re getting way too close,” you teased, trying to hide the heat in your face.

“Am I?” Goku’s grin was dangerously charming. “I didn’t notice.”

Your breath caught as he stepped closer again, his muscles flexing as he effortlessly dodged your strikes. This time, he wasn’t just dodging—he was leaning in, trapping you against the wall. “What if I told you I’m not just trying to dodge?” Goku whispered, his lips hovering near your ear.

Your pulse quickened, but you refused to show it. “Then... I’d tell you to step back.”

Goku didn’t listen. Instead, he leaned in just a little more, his breath warm on your neck. “You know I’m not going to let this go, right?”

You swallowed, a twinge of heat spreading down your neck. You could feel the tension rising, and it was getting harder to ignore the electricity crackling in the air. “You’re impossible,” you muttered, though your voice was shaky.

Goku kissed your cheek, his lips lingering for just a second. “I think you like it,” he said softly, a playful smirk on his face.

Your heart raced. “You’re so annoying,” you muttered, trying to push him away, but your hands shook, betraying you.

Krillin and Bulma, who had been watching from a distance, exchanged knowing glances. “They’re totally going to end up together,” Bulma said, rolling her eyes.

ੈ✩‧₊˚ Time Skip ੈ✩‧₊˚

Later that day, the group was having a quiet dinner, and the atmosphere was relaxed—until Goku and you got into a little playful argument. It started with something trivial, as it often did, but soon, it escalated into something more personal.

“Come on, I know I’m right!” Goku insisted, nudging your shoulder with his elbow.

You smirked. “Oh, you think you’re right, huh?”

Before Goku could respond, you leaned forward, your face dangerously close to his. “I think you’re wrong. I’ve always been right.”

Goku’s eyes widened for a moment as he stared at your lips, the space between them shrinking with every heartbeat. He wasn’t sure if he wanted to argue or kiss you. The tension between you was so thick you could cut it with a knife.

Then, with the entire group watching in silence, you slowly leaned back and chuckled. “I’m always right, Goku. And you know it.”

You stood up to leave, but Goku followed you, standing just a little too close as he whispered, “You know I’m gonna win, right?”

You glanced over your shoulder, locking eyes with him. “You’ve already lost, Goku.”

Before you could leave, Goku grabbed your wrist gently, pulling you back toward him. The others watched in stunned silence as he closed the distance, his lips brushing against yours in a swift, fiery kiss.

It wasn’t gentle. It wasn’t slow. It was passionate, all-consuming. And when you guys pulled away, both of you were breathless, both of your hearts pounding.

“Alright,” Bulma said from the other side of the table, clearly not surprised. “I think we can all agree on one thing: Finally.”

ੈ✩‧₊˚ Alternative Confession ੈ✩‧₊˚

The next day, the group went out for a quick mission—nothing too serious, just a small task that required a little teamwork. Of course, Goku and you ended up being paired together.

As the two of you worked together, dodging enemies and supporting each other, it was impossible to ignore the growing tension. Every time you exchanged a look, every time Goku’s hand brushed against your back as you worked in sync, the connection between you guys grew stronger.

Finally, during a quiet moment when both of you were taking a break, you turned to face Goku. “So, are you ever going to stop teasing me?” you asked, crossing your arms, trying to keep your cool.

Goku, still sweaty from the fight, wiped his forehead and gave you a cocky smile. “What, are you mad at me?”

“I’m not mad,” you said, but your voice was a little softer than usual. “I’m just tired of waiting for you to do something about all this.”

Goku blinked, a bit confused. “Do something about what?”

“About us, Goku,” you muttered, feeling the heat creep into your cheeks. “This—whatever this is between us—can’t keep going on like this.”

Goku stepped closer, his smile fading into something more serious. “And what do you want me to do about it?” he asked, his voice low and intimate.

“I want you to stop acting like you don’t feel the same way,” you said softly. “I’m done pretending.”

Goku reached out, his fingers brushing your jawline as he tilted your head up to meet his gaze. “You’re right,” he murmured, before closing the distance and pressing his lips against yours in a kiss that was no longer tentative or playful. It was deep, full of desire, and full of everything you had been holding back for so long.

ੈ✩‧₊˚ Time Skip ੈ✩‧₊˚

The stars twinkled above the two of you, your gentle glow the only light in the quiet night. Goku had a way of making everything feel so... simple. And in this moment, with the weight of everything you'd been through, it almost felt like it was just you guys, no world-ending threats, no training, no distractions—just this moment.

Goku shifted uncomfortably, his usual carefree grin a little absent as he fidgeted with his hands. He wasn’t used to this kind of thing, but he knew it was right. He’d faced powerful foes, travelled across galaxies, but there he was, battling something far scarier—his own heart.

“I don’t have anything special to give you...” Goku began, his voice quieter than usual. He gave a nervous laugh. “I don’t have a ring or anything like that. But what I can give you...” He stepped forward, eyes locked on you, his expression serious. “...is all of me. My heart. My strength. Everything I have. Because you’ve always been there for me, and I want to be there for you, always.”

Your heart fluttered at the sincerity in his voice. Goku, the warrior who never backed down from a fight, now standing before you, vulnerable, his heart laid bare.

Goku shifted his weight from one foot to the other, a little unsure, but the love in his eyes was undeniable. "I don’t need a ring to show you how much I care," he added with a soft smile. “No matter where you are, I’ll be there. No matter where life takes us, even if I have nothing else, I will come to you with nothing but my love. Will you marry me?”

[xcherricutie]

⟡ 𓆩 angelic toxins 𓆪 ⟡

꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦

[Yandere!Son Goku × F!Reader]

[word count - 2k]

[synopsis - Love is a foreign concept to Goku. So he doesn't understand why you make him so sick, why he can't stand to be around you and not have you in his arms. His love twists into something out of his control when he loses you]

[tags - yandere, possessive behavior, obsession, blood, death, toxic love, angst]

[notes - I wrote the first 800 words of this at 1 in the morning, and the second half I kind of forced myself to write. I've had a lack of creativity, inspiration, and been in a writing rut for a few months now, so it may not be the best. I tried lol]

[Semi-proofread]

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Something about you pulled Goku in like a reel. Like you knew exactly what you were doing, slowly and carefully pulling Goku into a deep trap from which he could never escape. The deeper he fell, the more he wondered what sort of toxin, what sort of poison you must've slipped him that made him so dizzy for you. Just your mere presence sent his heart and mind into a spiral that went deeper and deeper, digging a hole in his heart. 

You invaded his mind at every waking moment. There was no peace from the insanity that you wreaked within him. No matter how much he ran, it felt like you were at every corner, waiting for him to fall back into your arms. The kicker? You didn't even know you did this to him. It was obvious in the way you acted; only getting as close as a friend comfortably could. You never initiated physical contact, never said anything remotely flirtatious. You were a best friend for all intents and purposes. 

Goku was not an emotional person. It wasn't something he quite understood. He didn't know how to react when overwhelmed with intense emotion. It festered deep inside him, worsening with every dream you appeared to him in, like an angel descending from the heavens just for him. Goku couldn't place what it was that had him following you like a sick puppy. He equally loved everything about you, from your bubbly, kind but shy personality, to the way your hair framed your face, shielding your sweet, soft skin from the setting sun. You truly were an angel in his world. 

After his emotions had overwhelmed him to the point of melting an irreparable hole in his heart, he had finally asked for help from his closest friend and confidante, Bulma. And that was when the final piece that he had been unable to see this whole time finally revealed itself, like a blindfold had been lifted from his eyes. He was madly in love with you, and had been for nearly two years. Two years of suffering in silence, watching you from the corner of his eyes at their gathering of friends. Two years of his chest aching with a pain unlike anything he had ever experienced watching you give everyone attention but him. Two years of his love festering and spiraling almost out of his control. Emotions weren't Goku's strong point. In fact, they were known to be explosive before. 

It all had happened so fast. Goku's life was always a blur, but it was too much, too fast. A fight had broken out, and Goku had to get involved. It unraveled faster than he could control. 

People die. It's a natural cycle of life. You live, you experience life, and you die. Goku had seen his fair share of death before, and often had to go out of his way to reverse it via the Dragon Balls. But this was different. Because this time, it wasn't just anyone, it was you. 

The very second Goku realized what had happened, he was at your side in an instant. You were just a small, frail human. Humans were fragile. You weren't supposed to be there, you weren't supposed to follow Goku, you should've stayed put where he had told you to. You never listened to Goku, and now it would cost you gravely. 

Blood trickled out of places you didn't know possible, namely your ears. They rang louder than the explosions going off in the distance. You couldn't hear Goku's voice as he lifted you by your shoulders, pain streaking through your body, burning you alive. You couldn't move your fingers; you couldn't beg your arm to lift itself and wipe the tears that streamed down his bloodied cheeks. 

People die, it's natural. You live and experience life. But you felt as though you had squandered your chance to truly live. You had been a coward, and never spoke of the feelings that had lingered within your heart, lest they be unrequited. 

Your lips, cracked and sticky with blood, parted as a whisper of your broken voice slipped out. You could only hope your words reached him, and your voice hadn't already failed you like your hearing had. 

“I love you, I'm sorry.” 

You felt Goku's fingers digging into your skin. He squeezed his eyes shut, lashes wet with tears, teardrops dripping down from his cheeks. A single thought crossed your mind as you realized you had never seen Goku cry. After all, he wasn't an emotional person. 

He pulled you close, your forehead pressed against his shoulder. Heat brushed against you, clashing with the freezing cold sensation that had begun to settle within you, like you were slowly sinking into a frozen pond. Spots blurred your vision, melting away into a darkness unlike anything you had ever experienced, like you were falling into a sleep from which you would never wake, your permanent slumber. Goku's jaw moved, like he was speaking, but no words reached you. Only pure silence, and the fading feeling of his warmth. It was cold, but you couldn't remember why anymore, and you couldn't remember why you missed the warmth. 

A moment of silence passed, and it was just the two of you in the entire world. If only it were other circumstances that caused this feeling, of being alone with you. And now you were slipping away, leaving him all alone. 

Then that moment passed, taking it with you. Your body grew cold and stiff, your last breath the scent of Goku as he held you. Laying you down to rest, his eyes lingered on the dull color of your own. It was the first time Goku had seen the life fade from someone's eyes, the vibrant color that had once made him smile now a far cry from the lifeless eyes that gazed up at him. 

Within the festering of his own emotions, a coil pulled tight, his fingers digging into your cold arms. If only he had paid more attention, noticed the danger you were in. If only he were stronger. You had depended on him, and he failed you. It was all his fault. 

And suddenly, that coil snapped, like he had blacked out. He didn't remember what happened, and only came to the day after. He thought it was a dream, until it was broken to him that you were still gone. Everything hit him all at once just like before, his chest burning, like his heart was simply going to pop. 

Against Bulma's recommendations, telling him he needed rest, Goku had left with the Dragon Ball radar. It was just like all the other times. He had seen people die before, and many times he had brought them back with the Dragon Balls. 

The minute your eyes peeked open once again, the vibrant color that Goku had come to know returning, you were suddenly smothered in a searing, suffocating kiss. Fingers dug into your soft flesh, holding you down against himself as Goku burned a kiss into your lips. You were all his now, and he swore to himself you would never leave his sight again. 

Your life never returned to normal. Goku was your best friend, you knew him as well as you knew yourself, but something wasn't right anymore. He didn't feel like the same person. Something about him had changed after your death. 

You first noticed a difference when he never left your side, and you swore his eyes never left you. The first few days after your resurrection, Bulma had requested you to stay at her place just to make sure you were all good. Goku never left your room, not even when you were sleeping. One night, you stirred awake, an unsettling feeling sinking into your stomach. Alarms blared in the back of your mind, the very base of your instincts telling you that there was a predator nearby, about to pounce. You could feel it, his eyes on you. Burning holes through your back. Never leaving you alone. 

You forced your panic deep down and closed your eyes, telling yourself to sleep. It was just Goku. He was your best friend. You knew him like you knew yourself. You thought you did. But this was new. 

Now every night, you were waking up around the same time, feeling his stare on you. Until the third night, when you awoke, something felt different. You no longer felt his eyes on you. 

Instead, you felt a pair of arms wrapped tightly around you, holding you against his chest. Your blood ran cold, your heart thumping wildly in your chest. You tried to calm your heart, reminding yourself that you were a couple now, but the way he had been acting every night made you wary. Was he awake? Did he know you were awake? 

Slowly, hesitantly, you turned your body over, turning to face Goku. You let out a nearly audible sigh of relief to see his eyes shut, mouth wide open as he snored softly. Perhaps you had been wrong about everything, and was simply paranoid thanks to your death. There was also the chance that Goku was paranoid as well, and hadn't been able to sleep the last few days. 

The thought helped to calm you, allowing yourself to relax against his chest. For a moment, it felt as though your life was finally falling back into normalcy. You failed to notice his grip on you tightening, his eye peeking open to look down at you. 

It felt like an eternity before Bulma finally dismissed you, saying you were in good health. You were excited to finally get to return to your home and get some proper rest. 

Then Goku followed you home. He was immediately following after you as you left for your home, whining about you leaving him. He gave you that goofy grin you always knew, but something about it felt off, disingenuous. You pushed it down, chalking it up to paranoia again. 

You let Goku into your home. It wasn't his first time being there, but this time, it felt like you had unleashed something into your house, like you were the prey that had its territory invaded by a predator. The grin that he gave you as he closed the door behind him, not bothering to hide as he locked it making your heart sink. 

He promised that it was just to keep you safe. You were fragile, as he had put it. It suddenly felt like you were trapped in your own home, the walls closing in on you as he stepped forward. He promised you he would never let anything happen to you again. You were all his now. He promised it. 

His fingers gripped your arms tightly, nausea swirling within you as love festered within him. Love turned into possessiveness, and possessiveness turned into obsession. He was hooked on the poison that was you, his delicate angel that he had to protect. 

His lips were against your own, teeth digging into your bottom lip, your eyes watering. Where had your love gone? This wasn't the same man you had fallen in love with before your death. You thought you knew him as well as yourself. You truly thought you did, but this wasn't what you knew. 

“I love you, I'm sorry.” 

Goku apologized. He knew his love had spiraled out of control. After all, it was a well-known fact that, despite not being an emotional person, his emotions could become explosive. He would never be able to let you go again. You were his, and he was yours. 

Something about you drove him to madness. Like you knew exactly what you were doing, faking your innocence, but he knew it was real. You were his innocent angel, who had no idea what sort of effect you had on him. But you loved him, and now you had fallen into a trap of his own setting. 

You were an angel, and he wasn't afraid to taint you with his love.

ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ -cherricutie

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Hiii soo... What about a soft yandere goku headcanons??

Yandere Goku x Reader!!

Warnings: Violence / blood Words: 2398 masterlist AHHH SORRY FOR THE LONG UPDATE I HAD SO MUCH STRUGGLE WRITING THIS DUE TO LACK OF INSPIRATION BUT I HOPE YOU GUYS WILL LOVE THIS!! I know you've asked for soft but... I DIDN'T FIGURED HOW TO DO IT 💔💔

Poor you.

Wouldn't it be scary to have one of the strongest beings of the universe a yandere?

You noticed Goku's behavior changing gradually. How he suddenly interrupted you if you were talking with another living being, his constant need to be by your side, he even started to train just a little less to spend time with you!! Which is clearly not normal. And everyone was thinking the same thing. Suddenly, one morning, you wake to find Goku standing over your bed, watching you sleep. Startled, you ask, "What are you doing, Goku?" He grins and replies, "I just wanted to make sure you were safe. I wouldn't be able to live without you..." He said in a unusual soft voice that made you feel uneasy as he kissed your forehead.You feel a mix of emotions as he kisses your forehead there was a sense of love and appreciation, but also a hint of uneasiness. Goku's behavior had been so intense and possessive lately, and that kiss felt like a reminder of his unwavering devotion to you, whether you liked it or not. You gently pushed Goku away and sit up on the bed, trying to compose yourself. You look at him, concern written all over your face. "Goku, I understand that you love me, but this possessive behavior has to stop. It's suffocating me." So he stopped, making you sigh in relief.

With each passing day, Goku's behavior grew more possessive and jealous. He would check your phone without permission, question your whereabouts even during work hours, and become upset when you spent too much time away from him. You tried to address his behavior, but he would dismiss your concern with phrases like "I just love you so much" and "I can't help but worry." You begin to feel suffocated by Goku's possessive behavior. It had gone beyond worrying and turned into a form of control. You tried to confront him about it, but he simply dismisses your concerns with lovey-dovey phrases, making it seem like his behavior is a sign of affection. You felt pressured to agree, as Goku's insistence and even his use of bullying tactics left you feeling as though you had little choice in the matter. With a heavy sigh, you grudgingly agree to watch his training session, feeling as though you're being forced into it through his possessive behavior. As you watch, Goku's training session started innocently enough, but as it progressed, you noticed how his eyes seemed to follow you constantly, making sure you were still there. There was a hint of possessiveness in his gaze. Even his training drills seemed to shift towards showcasing his strength and power, as if he wanted to demonstrate how he could keep you protected at all costs. Feeling uncomfortable, you couldn't help but feel like a valuable possession he was guarding fiercely.

"M-maybe you should stop training now right?.. You've been training for hours!!.." You said akwardly thought Goku do not notice your uncomfort. Which made Goku stop and looks at you confused. "Here! Take this bottle of water you did not drank since.." You got off of the rock you sat on, made your way towards him and handed him a bottle of water. This sweet action made him smile "Thank you Y/n for worrying about me! I love you so much!" He said about to hug you but this time you stopped him. "Y-you're full of sweat that's gross!!" You said which made Goku chuckle. But in reality, he was sad you refused to hug him. "Haha, you're right, I am pretty sweaty..." Goku laughed it off, his tone carrying a note of disappointment, but he understood that you were not comfortable physically, given his current state. He took the bottle of water demolished it, rehydrating himself after the intense training session. "Pwahhh!! Thank you for the water, Y/n. You're always so thoughtful!!" He said with a satisfied Huff making you forget about his weird behavior. "No worries Goku you need to stay healthy..." You've said in a sweet voice. "Now let's go back home you need to take a shower. You stink." You've said bluntly making Goku giggle.

One evening, you were out with friends, laughing and enjoying yourself, when suddenly Goku appeared, his eyes scanning the crowd until he spotted you. Without hesitation, he made his way over to your table, pulling up a chair and squeezing into the tight space next to you. Your friends exchanged puzzled glances, sensing something off about Goku's possessive presence and sudden intrusion. "G-goku?.. Has something happened home?..." You've asked in a worried yet confused tone due to his unexpected appearence. "No, nothing happened. I just missed you. I wanted to be with you, that's all." He replied, his hand finding its way to your thigh, causing you to stiffen slightly. Your friends exchanged glances, noticing the odd situation unfolding before them. "U-uhm it's cute of you but we'll see each other home later alright? I'm currently spending time with my friends and-" "No. I don't want to wait. I want to be with you now." His response was firm, and there was a hint of possessiveness in his voice. Your friends looked uncomfortable, sensing the strained atmosphere caused by Goku's possessive behavior.

You've sighed, disappointed of how the events turned. The happiness that you've finally managed to see your friends vanished, and was replaced with a hint of sadness that your friends noticed. "Alright girls, it was nice to see you all but as you can see I need to go now.. Have fun!!" You've did your goodbyes as you and Goku exit the restaurant. As you and Goku made your way out of the restaurant, the air remained tense. Goku continued to hold onto your thigh possessively, his grip not loosening. You couldn't help but feel suffocated by his possessive behavior, and your sadness turned into irritation. "Goku, is it really necessary to hold onto me like that? It's uncomfortable..." You expressed your annoyance, trying to maintain a level of calmness. "Hmmm fine... But let's hold hands instead!!" He said taking your hands in a firm grip. Despite your frustration, Goku's suggestion seemed like a compromise. Reluctantly, you allowed him to hold your hand, hoping this would alleviate the tension. You walked beside him, feeling a mix of annoyance and resignation at his possessive behavior.

On your way home a shop was being robbed catching both your attention. The police struggled against the robbers and you saw a young girl getting shot in the legs. Making you both you and Goku gasp in horror, your instincts made you run towards the little girl, getting out of Goku's grip making him surprised, he tried getting to you but you were a very fast runner. On your way towards the little girl, you got shot in the shoulders making you scream in pain, and it made Goku snap. His eyes widening in fury as you preshot what could happen next. You knew what this man was capable off and it was what scared you the most. "Goku!!" You've yelled in struggle due to the pain. "Whatever you're planning to do, don't do it!!" You yelled like there was no tomorrow, due to the pain and the fear of what would become the robbers. Instead, he did something you did not expect to, as he teleported and soon came back with senzu beans, giving one to you and the little girl which made you sigh in relief.

"Is everything alright Y/n?.." Goku asked firmly, but a tone of true worry could be heard. His eyes showed a fury that scared you. "Y-yes I'm alright now... Is the little girl okay?" You questionned him, as he nodded making you sigh in relief. But he turned towards the robbers mumbling, "I really do not want to do this.." in such a serious tone you did not like. "Goku wait!!-" You screamed but it was too late. He was already attacking the robbers, making them unconscious and then hitting them over and over, to calm his furry. Due to this bloody sight, the little girl ran away crying, and the police was left shocked, some officers went into their cars and left, some were just frozen. Just like you were. There was so much blood everywhere you wanted to vomit. Some of the officers left, passed out due to shock and some vomited. The robbers were probably dead now. No they are for sure, but you knew that wasn't going to stop Goku. He'll continue to hit them until we can't recognize their faces anymore. And that continued for minutes. There even was some blood on your skin and on your clothes due to how hard he was hitting their bodies, and you were too speechless to scream. You were frozen.

After 20 minutes of merciless hits, Goku finally stopes hitting them as he was breathing heavily. He got up, looking at the now unrecognizable corpses, they didn't even looked like corpses anymore. The sight was horrible you had a glimpse of Goku's face, it was very bloody, and his eyes looked so empty. It was void itself. This sight made you shiver. Wondering who was this man before you. Because it was nothing near the Goku you've known, you've married, you've loved and made children with, it was nowhere near the savior of the whole universe, no.. What you were looking at is a monster. He turned towards you making you yelp. He started walking towards you, your instincts made you back away. This sight of you made his eyes widen, as sadness was evident on his face. "Why are you backing away Y/n?.." He said in a heart-broken voice. You did not answer. Your voice literally disappeared due to the fear. He continued walking towards you, and you continued to back away until you hit the wall. He crouched to your level, and cupped your cheek in his bloody hand. Which made you yelp once more.

Goku smiled sweetly. "No worries Y/n... The danger is gone now! You have nothing to worry about anymore." How could someone speak so sweetly after making such a horrible murder?? "Why....?" You mumbled. Which caught Goku's attention. "Hm? What's up Y/n?" He asked confused. "Why did you do this??.." You've asked as tears started to stroll down your face. "Wahhhh!! Don't cry Y/n!! Shh shh... I'm here I'm here..." Goku hugged you and wiped the tears off your face, adding more blood on it. "And it's because they hurt you Y/n... If they didn't I would just have helped the police.. But they did so I had to put them in their place." He said in a sweet tone patting your hair, which also put blood on it.

"Oh, look how much of a mess we are now!!" Goku chuckled sweetly which made you even more uncomfortable. How could he be so calm?! The scene you just saw was so violent. It was not normal!! "Let's go home and take a shower together Y/n.." Goku said sweetly carrying you bridal style. As he tried to sense Goten's Ki to get back home. "Oh that's right, he's sleeping at Bulma's with Trunks today.. Well that's alright I just need to fly then!" He then made this way toward you house as you were still shocked. You soon passed out during the flight due to being traumatized, Goku pouted, thinking it was the fault of the robbers of hurting you, yet it was his. At home, he cleaned you and himself in the bath, the water becoming red. After finishing washing both of you, he dried you up, and then went to the bed, clinging to you like there was no tomorrow, and nuzzled his head in your hair, taking on your sweet scent making him soon fall asleep.

You woke up in the night not long after, you were sweating and breathing heavily, which made Goku woke up confused. Rubbing his eyes, he yawned and asked, "What's wrong Y/n?.." "I-I dreamed how robbers hurting me and a little girl and then you've attacked them brutally until-" Goku shushed you, taking the opportunity to let you think it was not real and patted your back. "It was just a nightmare Y/n... Everything's fine right now... I'm here..." He reassured you gently kissing your forehead, as your breath slowed down showing that his comfort worked. "Let's sleep now or else we'll wake up very late tomorrow alright?" You've hummed and nodded closing your eyes as Goku's arms went protectively around you, keeping you safe. He smiled knowing that he will sleep like a baby tonight.

After all, who was he to make you think your nightmare was the truth?

WAHHHHH THIS IS MY LONGEST WORK SO FAR IT TOOK LE SO LONG TO CREATE IT!! HOWEVER REQUESTED THIS I HOPE YOU LIKED IT BC YOU MADE ME CRY. BUT IT WOULD BE A LIE TO SAY I DID NOT HAVE FUN HEHEEE Anyways guys, no worries I won't vanish away because I have so many request omg line I'm shocked? But feel free to ask some even if I have a lot!! Love u guys and take care <33

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obsession [drabble series]

[gogeta x original character]

[summary]: love makes you feel things. but you knew that it wouldn't make you do crazy, ridiculous things to show that person you care.

[warnings]: no use y/n, main character's relationship to goku and vegeta is unlabeled but implied romantic, dark!gogeta, fusion reborn!gogeta.

He was the metamoran fusion of Goku and Vegeta; two of the most powerful saiyans in all of universe seven. What others had seen in him was a quiet, observant and a sternly selfless warrior who perfectly inherited both Goku and Vegeta's traits. To you—he was like a god; flawless with no traits of imperfection. That is until you began to notice certain traits about him that others weren't able to notice.

Due to an issue that had led Goku and Vegeta to be stuck fused permanently, Gogeta is his own person now. It was difficult for everyone to adjust with Bulma suggesting the use of the Dragonballs to reverse this. Gogeta is quick to shut this down.

Gogeta would put on an false act as everyone's hero. Just for the sake or not wanting to lose you if he showed his true intentions. Characterisics that was once was admirable had eventually changed within the pass of time. Your relationship with Goku and Vegeta was relatively close; you could even say you were their lover. He felt a pull towards you from the moment he had came into existence.

Bulma had always pointed out how clingy and observant Gogeta had been lately. During a visit in her lab, both of you had originally had conversation over things that's been happening lately. So when the scientist brought it up, it made you furtow your brows. Was it not normal for earthlings to be used to used to such care and attention from your partners?

You perhaps were quite a bit delusional.

Before her divorce with Vegeta, she claimed that Vegeta hadn't been that clamped to her side like that. You even suggested that maybe Gogeta is more protective unlike his fusees when they are their own entities.

There was always something particularly about your persona that Gogeta liked. Your intelligence, how he had memories of his fusees realizing how much they actually adored you. Maybe the way you carried yourself that made it more attractive to him. So many things. The fusion's thumb brushes across your bottom lip as he stares down at your weakened form. Those teal eyes of his; once filled with light and determination, now resides in a completely dark and soulless. You weren't able to place an exact definition on what that meant to you. But it wasn't good.

Blood stains his metamoran pants, and even parts of his face. Gogeta hums from your lingering silence. It wasn't difficult for him to guess what you were thinking and right now you had felt betrayed. Your friends were either dead, missing or their whearbouts were completely unknown.

You ignored the signs despite your gut screaming you not to. How could you be so delusional? What was even Gogeta's plans for all of this? Your questions are easily dismissed than answered. "You know, you don't need to be fearful of me." He states with a naturally cold, duotoned voice.

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The Gift of Immortality DRAGON BALL STORY: Insert Reader

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009 | The Weight of Conviction

❝All the bright, precious things fade so fast, and they don't come back.❞

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Goku drove my spine into the jagged earth, his weight pinning me as shards of rubble bit into my abdomen. Each movement sent bolts of pain through my body, my breath hitching with every jolt. His voice broke through the fog of my overwhelming emotions.

"You can't let this anger control you," he said, his words an anchor pulling me back to reality. "Don't you see? Look around you!"

My chest heaved as I froze, my gaze shifting to the barren wasteland surrounding us. The moon's cold, silver light bathed the wreckage in an eerie glow. Dirt and rubble stretched as far as the eye could see, scattered with the splintered remains of trees and the shattered fragments of the tournament stage.

The acrid stench of charred wood and scorched vegetation overwhelmed the faint memory of food, blending with the pervasive scent of death. The stench was unbearable, a nauseating blend that made my stomach churn.

An oppressive stillness superseded the cheers of spectators, amplifying the desolation. Smoke curled lazily from the blackened ground like a mourning shroud; each detail reminded me of the destruction Piccolo and I had unleashed, and something inside shifted. For a brief moment, the rage burning in my chest dimmed, leaving a hollow ache in its place.

"I..." My voice faltered, the words strangled in my throat; I swallowed hard, my mouth dry. The memory of terrified cries echoed in my mind, a haunting reminder of the lives I had extinguished. The reason for those lives was my insatiable need to exterminate Piccolo.

All because I wanted to survive.

The pain through my mangled arm was a brutal, throbbing ache; however, it was the anguish inside that cut deeper. The guilt was unbearable, gnawing at me like a living thing. The desire to break free, to finish what I had started, still clawed at me; now, it felt like an ember—persistent yet weaker. I arched my neck to scowl at Goku.

"Why are you stopping me?" I rasped, my words barely above a whisper.

Goku's grip loosened slightly. His dark eyes bore into mine, filled not with judgment but with something else: compassion. It infuriated me that I could feel the weight of his pity, provoking me to lash out and rip that look off his face.

        Was it really 'pity' he was showing?

"Because killin' him won't fix this," he said steadily, practically gently. His gaze flickered at our surroundings, then back to me. "Look at what's been lost. Do you really think more death is the answer?"

"You don't understand," I responded in frustration; my voice quivered, and I pulled away from his grasp, wincing as the broken bones in my arm ground together.

"I do understand," Goku firmly interrupted, yet his tone remained calm. "I understand more than you think. Revenge... it won't give you what you're looking for. It'll only take more from you."

I scoffed, shaking my head. The fury that once consumed me began to fracture, tinged with something I did not want to name—doubt. The warmth of his body against my back and the steady beat of his heart were a stark contrast to the coldness of the night and death around us.

"You're stronger than this," he continued. "I've seen it in our fight. There's a fire inside you, and it's not meant for mindless destruction."

"Let me go," I spat, yanking at my injured arm. The movement sent a fresh wave of pain lancing through me, and I barely registered it. "You have nothing to do with this!" My voice cracked under the weight of my irritation and distress. Regardless, something about the manner he spoke—the conviction in his tone, his eyes gazing into mine—made me hesitate, unsure if it was a ploy.

"Yes, I do have somethin' to do with this," Goku countered. "This isn't about you or Piccolo. This is about everyone. I have a friend, Kami; he's the guardian of this world. If Piccolo dies, Kami dies too. And without Kami..." He let the implication dangle in the atmosphere, heavy and unspoken.

Guardian of this world?

"You have a choice," Goku stated, his voice quieter now. His grip on my arm remained tight, though there was no malice in his touch, only a steely resolve.

"Is more bloodshed really what you want? Or is there another way to find peace?"

A hollow ache settled in my chest heavily. The question struck me, slicing through the brume of my wrath and the clamor of my jumbled thoughts. For a long moment, I said nothing. My mind raced, torn between the primal hunger to fight and the faint glimmer of reason Goku had ignited. I stared at him as his words pressed down on me, solemn and undeniable.

        Is there?

My heart thundered against my ribs, the sound deafening in the stillness. The ground beneath me remained hot from the battle, its scorched surface mirroring the turmoil roiling within. I wanted to scream, to unleash the storm of emotions at my throat.

Pain radiated from my broken arm, the bone grinding against torn muscle with every twitch as my shoulders tensed. Yet, even this agony paled against the torment that Goku's words had unearthed—my eternal existence. The constant nights spent evading capture, along with the maddening solitariness and the whispered taunts of my sanity.

Memories overflowed in, haunted by the faces of those I couldn't save and those who saw me as nothing more than a creature. I could almost hear their voices, a cacophony of misery, joy, and anger that lingered like ghosts in my head.

        I don't know.

The answer eluded me, lost in the storm of doubt and anguish as I averted my gaze from Goku. A sharp jolt of pain brought me back to the present, the scream I longed to release dying in my throat. It was swallowed by a suffocating blend of despair and outrage.

"You can't bring back what's been lost, and you don't have to destroy what's left," he said, his tone maddeningly calm. "There's always another way."

His sincerity pierced through my defenses, laying bare the vulnerabilities I had fought to conceal. I wanted to reject it, to shove him away and dismiss his words as a trick. But I couldn't move. My legs felt like lead, and my breath was shallow and strained.

"I know it's not easy," he continued, as his breath closed in. "Believe me, I've been there. I've fought battles that made me question everythin' I thought I knew. In the end, it's the choices we make that shape who we are." Goku's words stirred something inside me, a bitter ache I couldn't suppress. The lump in my throat grew unbearable.

"You're not alone," he said softer than I'd ever heard. It wasn't a command or pity. It was... human. "Not in this. But the choice... it has to be yours."

His words chipped away at my resentment, leaving me raw. For the first time in what felt like forever, I allowed myself to breathe, shaky and uneven. Everything came crashing down, a torrent of emotions I could no longer ignore. I finally looked at Goku, his gaze gentle and devoid of judgment.

It held an understanding. The kind that only came from facing your problems and choosing to rise above them. His hands pressed me against the fractured ground, rooting me in place. Under the dim moonlight, Goku's face stood out—a mixture of determination and kindness that unsettled me. Kindness I wasn't worthy of, not after everything I'd done. Not after the lives I'd taken, each one staining my soul.

Somewhere in the distance, faint energy signatures approached, pulling my attention—no doubt it was his friends; somehow, they survived. Their energies were faint but growing closer. I did not feel relief—not exactly. My paranoia rose to the surface, thoughts of warnings, scenarios, and contingencies they might see my identity. And then, just beyond the fog of my overthinking, I felt it: Piccolo's ki.

Weak, distant, but undeniably alive.

When I finally spoke, my voice was hoarse, barely carrying over the heavy silence. "Okay," I whispered, each word scraping against my pride as I forced myself to relent. "I won't attack. You can let me go now."

His grip loosened, yet his hands remained poised, ready to act at the slightest provocation. He studied me, his dark eyes boring into mine as though searching for any hint of deception; I met his gaze without flinching, masking my true intentions. After a pause, he nodded, a small, weary smile breaking across his face. Relief—perhaps even hope—flickered in his expression.

"Thank you," he said, his words laden with sincerity. "I know this wasn't easy."

Easy? He had no idea what I'd endured.

I didn't respond, staggering to my feet with slow, pained movements. Every fiber of my being screamed at me to retaliate, to reclaim the control I'd lost. Instead, I gritted my teeth and clutched my injured arm, tugging the shredded sleeve of my hoodie down to conceal the gruesome sight. My regenerative ability had already begun its work, stitching torn muscle and splintered bone back together with an unnatural efficiency that felt more invasive than natural.

Footsteps crunched against the rubble, followed by Krillin's voice cutting through the quiet. "Goku! Are you alright?"

Snippets of conversation from Yamcha and Tenshinhan reached my ears, mingling with the faint sensations of other approaching energies. I looked away to hide my face and my other hand tugged my hood to conceal me further, as my gaze was locked on Piccolo's unconscious form yards away. Seeing him vulnerable, so close to death, stoked the embers of my fury into a blaze.

I glanced at Goku, urgently speaking to his friends, likely explaining the situation. Their words blurred into meaningless noise; nothing they said mattered. My arm had fully healed, and with it, my resolve solidified. This wasn't over. A surge of energy erupted within me, my ki blazing like an unrestrained inferno.

The wind roared in my ears as I launched forward, my vision narrowing to Piccolo's prone figure—power burned in my palm, ready for the final, decisive blow. A wicked smile curved my lips, my target clear.

Before I could strike—

"No!" Goku's voice tore through the tension like thunder, jolting me from focus.

I barely registered his movement before his fist slammed into my face, sending me sprawling. Agony radiated through my skull as I tumbled across the ground, landing with a force that rattled my teeth. The air left my lungs in a rush, and the world spun as I came to rest on the jagged earth, my body a crumpled heap.

Momentarily, I lay there, dazed and disoriented. Pain surged through me, sharp and all-encompassing. Slowly, my regeneration kicked in, although it couldn't smother the anger igniting within, chasing away the haze of confusion. Snarling, I scrambled to my feet, only for Goku to pin me down with unrelenting strength that made my back pierce under the rocks.

"Why?" His voice trembled with frustration, though beneath it, I caught a faint trace of pleading. "Why are you doin' this? I thought we had an understanding! I don't wanna hurt you, but you're leavin' me no choice!"

Who the hell does this guy think he is, telling me what to do?

His hands gripped my shoulders, firm but measured, as if trying to reason with me instead of forcing my compliance. I glared at him, my chest rising and falling with uneven breaths. Fury boiled inside me, clouding my thoughts like a storm as I spat blood onto the dirt. The bitter taste burned like fire in my throat.

"He needs to die!" I shouted, cutting through the air like a raw, primal scream. My fingers curled around his arms, feeling the heat of his skin beneath my grip. "Piccolo is a monster, a reincarnation of his father. You don't know what his kind is capable of—he'll never stop until the world is his to control!"

I spoke from experience, from the scars King Piccolo left on me. They etched themselves into my very being, a constant reminder of the price of inaction. I couldn't let history repeat itself, not when I had the chance to end it.

Goku's gaze softened, his brow furrowing as he scanned my face. "I know you're angry," he said, his voice steady yet tinged with sorrow. "You're scared." My breath caught in my throat as the phantom weight of confinement pressed against my ribs, suffocating me. I shoved the thought away, refusing to let fear hold me.

"This isn't the way; it doesn't solve anythin' and it won't undo the past."

I barked a laugh, sharp and bitter, cutting him off. "Undo the past? Don't give me that bullshit. The past never leaves. It festers. It rots. And it always comes back." My voice cracked as I hurled those words at him, each one a shard of the pain I'd carried for hundreds of thousands of years. "I don't care about Kami or whatever he thinks. Maybe he would agree the only thing that matters is keeping the world safe from Piccolo. If that means I get my hands dirty, so be it."

Goku's eyes didn't waver. "This isn't you," he implores. "You're not a monster."

I froze, his words stirring something deep within. Briefly, shame flashed in the depths of my core; regardless, it was snuffed out by the tidal wave of wrath that followed. My eyes shifted to Piccolo's unmoving body, and my chest clenched with an overwhelming feeling.

"When he wakes up, what then?" My voice shook despite my efforts to control it. "What happens when he kills your loved ones? Are you willing to risk everything in the hope that he'll change?"

Goku's eyes locked onto mine, unwavering. "And what about you?" he asked quietly. "What happens if you do this? Will you be any different from him?"

That struck a nerve.

I wanted to scoff, to laugh it off—but his gaze pinned me in place. The weight of my actions crushed me. I had torn through the tournament grounds like a force of nature, leaving devastation in my wake. And what had it all been for?

"Get off me!" I shouted in a raw and desperate voice.

"Please," he urged. "Let me help you."

For a fleeting moment, I wanted to believe him. But the knot in my stomach tightened, and the shadows of paranoia crept in, louder than his words.

Did he think this was a game, or worse, some manipulative tactic?

"Will you shut up, goody-two-shoes?" Disdain laced every syllable, and my voice continued to crack, exposing the turmoil that churned beneath my defiant exterior. His unrelenting optimism was gasoline to the fire burning inside me. My grip tightened on his arm—not enough to hurt him. Not yet. I did not want to add another senseless death to the carnage I've wrought with Piccolo.

"You're dooming everyone with your childish idealism." My words lashed out, yet they felt hollow as if I were fighting a battle not just with him but with myself. I couldn't meet his gaze, choosing to focus on the devastation surrounding us. The tournament grounds stood as mute testimony to the destruction my rage had wrought—hundreds dead, their bodies crushed beneath my hands.

Will you be any different from him?

The question echoed in my mind, a cruel whisper from the recesses of my fragile mind.

Was I any different?

Finally, Goku loosened his grip and stepped back, giving me space. I pushed myself to my feet, brushing dust from my torn clothing as the phantom weight of his hands lingered. I ignored the urge to lash out at him, my muscles continued to scream in protest. My body could heal, but my mind was a different battle altogether.

"I'm sorry," he quietly uttered with an undertone of regret. "I can't force you to see things my way. I wish you'd think about it."

I gritted my teeth, a bitter sound scraping from my throat. "Think? About what? Sparing him so he can come back stronger? So he can destroy everything and everyone?"

Goku's eyes glanced at Piccolo's unconscious form, his face etched with concern. "He can change," Goku stated and turned back to me. "Everyone deserves a chance to change. Piccolo is part of this world, just like you an' me. Maybe he's done terrible things, it doesn't mean he can't change."

I swallowed hard, bile rising in my throat, and my jaw tightened. "And what happens if you're wrong?" My voice was low, sharp enough to cut. "What happens when he doesn't change?"

Goku opened his mouth to respond; however, I did not let him. "This is your issue now," I asserted strongly, closing the distance between us, and my finger jabbed hard into his chest. "If he kills again, it's in your hands. It's not mine. The blame is yours for sparing that brute's life."

He didn't get a chance to respond as I tightened my fist and delivered a forceful blow to his abdomen.

The impact reverberated through my arm, a sharp jolt coursing down my bones as Goku doubled over. The dull crunch reverberated through me, a disturbing blend of satisfaction and malevolence surging in its wake. His eyes widened, and the air left his lungs in a painful gasp. He staggered back, clutching his stomach, while shouts from his friends were muted by the relentless thrum of adrenaline coursing through me. My decision was made.

Without a word, I ascended into the sky, breaking the sound barrier. The wind roared in my ears and the icy air stinging my face as clouds scattered into thin wisps. Faintly, Goku's hoarse shout reached me: "Wait!"

I didn't look back.

I pushed higher, the broken landscape shrinking beneath me, and the people I left behind became a distant blur. Above the clouds, I dropped my energy, masking my presence and hiding myself from anyone who might try to follow. And then I was alone.

My chest heaved as the adrenaline began to fade, leaving behind a hollow ache once more. The icy wind brushed against my skin, biting through the layers of clothing and numbing me to the bone, but it wasn't enough to quiet my thoughts.

I flew through the open expanse, the pale moon casting its ghostly glow over the barren landscape below. Ragged mountains formed the earth like scars, their peaks shrouded in mist. The cold air smelled faintly of stone and frost, clean yet sharp, a scent that only seemed to amplify the emptiness settling within me.

Damn it, why did I run?

The thought churned in my mind, and my fists clenched at my sides, trembling as my nails bit into my palms. I should have stayed and fought until Piccolo was in ashes. The image of his twisted smirk burned into my mind as my stomach twisted.

That man doesn't understand. He never will.

My teeth ground together at the thought of him, his naive optimism, his faith in people—even monsters like Piccolo. He'd hesitated, giving Piccolo another chance to wreak havoc, and I'd allowed it.

What is wrong with me?!

The outrage resurfaced, hot and consuming, searing away the cold briefly. I needed to go back. I had to finish what I'd started and end the threat before it could grow. The idea ignited brightly in my heart, a singular focus that nearly drowned out doubt lurking from the edges.

No. I made the right choice.

I told myself, though the words rang hollow. My jaw tightened, the muscles in my face taut with tension.

Right?

The question lingered, and I shook my head violently as if the motion could dislodge the uncertainty festering within. Despite my attempts, it spread, winding through my mind like a slow, venomous tide as the familiar panic awakened.

Stupid! Stupid!

I mentally lashed out at myself, the self-loathing rising like bile and naming Goku's mindset as ridiculous. My flight became erratic, the wind jerking me as I wavered, trying to regain my focus to fly. I squeezed my eyes shut, forcing the thoughts back into the depths where they belonged.

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Finished: December 13, 2024 Published: December 25, 2024

I have reasons to publish this chapter instead the day I finished. During this month, some of you may have your finals/exams for your education or are busy preparing to meet your loved ones to celebrate the holidays; I wanted to give you all a chance to focus on your life. Since it's a break and a celebration on this day, this is a gift from me to you after everything that's been going on this year of 2024. Stay safe, and Happy Holidays!

— The_Unkn0wn_0

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Entitled Bitch (PT4 Of Goku x V Daughter)

PT1 PT2 PT3 Master List

    =Warning of Violence, Child Abuse, cursing, and mention of sex, NonCon but not actrally, mention of slave= Goku x Vegetas daughter Pt3

"MANA HELPP" Y/n and Goku where both snapped from there lovers look at the call that came from Goten, "LET GO OF ME!!" They where both making there way where to Goten was calling from, There in the arms of a furies Bulma was Trunks, she was holding him by his shirt collar. "How dare to speak of matters you have not business in" Bulma hissed. Trunks could escape but not without hurting the woman, so he continued to struggle and held nothing but hatred in his eyes. "I can talk about my mama as I please" He resorted back. The two accessed the situation, Goten was standing near the two, as Vegeta was in a corner simply observing, and Chi-Chi had found her way in a little after Goku and Y/N due to Goten calls. "She isn't your MOTHER" Bulma screamed shaking the boy, "WHY CAN'T YOU GET THAT THROUGH YOUR HEAD??" She was red in the face, "SHE IS MY MOTHER!!! SHE MAY BE MY BLOOD SISTER BUT SHE'S MORE OF A MOTHER THAN YOU EVER WHERE" Trunks had tears, he hated when they talked bad about Y/N, he hated that, he hated they had any right to talk badly about this family, HIS family. Before Bulma could continue, there was a dark aura and sudden warm arm that wrapped around Trunks mid section. Both tensed with fear, "Lets have you put my son down now yea?"  she had a sick smile on and using her other hand she took a tight hold on Bulmas wrist, "Now" She squeezed causing Bulma to wince before letting go of Trunks, who was now safely in Y/N arms. The two women continued to glare at one an other, "I will not allow you to destroy what we have created" Y/N hissed, setting Trunks down and allowing him to run over to where Gohan and Goten stood. "What you created?! I created him! me and MY husband DID!" She screamed taking a shallow swing at Y/N which she easily dodged. "YOU RUINED IT ALL, STOLE MY SON FROM ME" She had tears streaming down her face, she hated Y/N but yet, she had no clue as to why. "I HATE YOU, I HATE YOU WITH MY ENTIRE BEING" She took Y/N by her collar and screamed at her face. "JUST LEAVE OR DIE!" as if there was an echo in her mind, Y/N heard those words over and over,  She never had flashbacks, she had killed the girl she was, but it wasn't Bulma screaming them... no it was her creator, her Father.

~Flash Back~

"Lord Friza, what should we do with her?" Radiz asked, holding a little Y/N in his arms, as she happily played with his hair. "Whatever you please, as long as she's fit to breed in years to come" He dismissively waved his hand. "But Sir, she'll be only 6, She's far to young" Radiz stood, protectively holding the girl close. "I don't care" Friza tail swished violently, "I want an army of Sayian hybrids, she'll have to mate with your so called prince" Radiz looked horrified, she was so young, surely he was simply joking, not really expecting Vegeta to have sex with her. "Leave my presence you filthy monkey, and insure that the prince under strands his role" Friza smack Radiz with his tail, which caused Y/N to scream. "AH" She held onto to Radiz more tightly. Friza glared at the two at screamed "JUST LEAVE OR DIE" before He began to move out of the room. She was shaking in his hold, she was smart, she understood what Friza wanted from her but she still played the innocent role. Radiz marched into the Sayians shared room, slamming the door open and startling the other two. "Radiz what the hell?" Vegeta was sitting on a chair, fighting with his scanner. "D-Did you guys know?" Radiz set Y/N down on his bed and watched with sad eyes as she crawled to the corner to keep distance from the three large men. "Know what?" Nappa asked, waking up from his nap, thinking they where under some kind of attack. "What Vegeta is expected to do with the poor girl?" Radiz saw Y/n began to shake, curled up into herself as a way of protection, she was strong, horrifically so, but she was timid, because she was fearful of the punishment that Friza would force on her. "What the hell are you talking about Radiz, and why is the brat in here?" Vegeta asked, his temper only rising. "You.. You're gonna have to mate with her" Radiz spoke in a whisper toned, being the most sympathetic of the others, he was preparing himself to protect this little girl, he would blame his mother for this weakness but he could never bring himself to hate her. "The hell did you say?" Vegeta stood glaring him. "Who the fuck said that?" Vegeta demanded, "LORD FRIZA" Radiz power lever spiked with his temper rising, Y/N let let out a squeel, running under the covers for just a little more protection. "THE HELL TO THAT, I MAY TAKE OVER PLANETS AND WORK FOR A DAMN MONSTER BUT I WILL NOT SNOOP TO THAT" Vegeta yelled, taring the blankets from Y/N as he snatched her, while she kicked and screamed, he held her firmly by her shoulders "YOU HEAR ME BRAT, HE WILL NOT CONTROL US FOR MUCH LONGER" Vegeta proclaimed, making the other Sayians nod, and Y/N looked at the man, processing his words, and held stars in her eyes, he was her savory. Was he the best to follow, no, could he betray her absolutely, but Y/N trusted Radiz and so she trusted Vegeta. However, she wasn't expecting to only have Vegeta in the end.

~ forward in time to after Vegeta and Bulma getting together ~ (I know long time skip, but hey... the other portion of this flash back is sad but if you want to know it all Comment about it and ill write it!)

"Dad, are you really... are you really dating her?" Bulma had never liked Y/N ever since she arrived and had assisted in the attempt to take over the world, but that wasn't the real reason, she was jealous of what Vegeta and Y/N where, what if they suddenly decided it was time for them to mate? what is Friza had genetically changed Y/N to crave Vegeta?? She insured her dislike for Y/N was known, and continued when Vegeta encouraged it. "I know little, but this is our safety, and she's  a very strong woman, very attractive" He was ashamed of himself, he wanted to protect his daughter, and this was the best place... but for him to actually fall for the woman was beyond either of their wildest dreams. "Listen little, to keep the woman happy, I'm gonna have to pretend to hate you," Her eyes went wide, "D-daddy what are you talking about?" She grabbed onto his arm, confused and hurt, "I love you Y/N but please understand" as he tried to explain again but Bulma walked in, "YOU WORTHLESS BRAT JUST LEAVE OR DIE" Vegeta screamed, causing Y/N to Jump and scream before running out the room in tears.

~Back to present time~

Y/N was shocked, she stood their trying to hold back tears as the memories came flooding back, "YOU CANT TALK TO HER LIKE THAT" Goten and Trunks now both stood defending Y/N... Y/N was surprised, her heart ached and her cheeks where warmed by there love. No one had ever truly stepped up to protector her, Vegeta stole her for her safety but never stood toe to toe with Friza for her. Face to face with Bulma the two kids stood, her two kids.... "That is our mother, watch you words" Goten growled. It surprised all of them, usually with an attitude so close to Goku with his carefree spirit, it surprised the others to watch his energy spike and his face to into a look of pure rage. Bulma was taken back, she was so used to having everything go her way, everyone listened to her, everyone like her, everyone feared her, but yet here she is standing in-front of a group who was doing just that. "I AM BULMA BRIEFS, YOU WILL RESPECT ME" She screamed, tears running down her face, her footsteps where heavy and practical stomp her way between the two boys and went straight to Y/N. "YOU'RE A BITCH" She screamed back in Y/N face "YOU STEAL MY BEST FRIENDS HUSBAND" She took a step closer, causing Y/N to take a calm step back "YOU WHERE CREATED TO FUCK MY HUSBAND.... YOUR ADOPTED FATHER!" That got everyone's attention, "BULMA YOU MADE A PROMISE" It was Vegeta who called, "We had an agreement to never out that!" Y/N face had turned a mix of aw struck and rage. 'She had made a promise to keep that a secret' "Bulma what the hell are you talking about?" It was Goku who stepped in now, standing protectively in front of Y/N. His sudden appearance had knocked Bulma on her ass, she was now raging on the floor. "SHE WAS MADE BY FRIZA, HER ONLY PURPOSE WAS TO PRODUCE OFF SPRING OF SAYIAN KIND" She roared, letting everyone in the area know. Gasps where heard from around the room, others mumbling to each other, sum just staring. Every action but Y/N right back into that shy and timid little girl, the one that she thought she had destroyed long ago, but no she was right back, as if she was once again face to face with Friza at the rightful age of 6. "Oh? thats good" Goku said smiling, he seemed to have wiped the sweat from his forehead. He looked back to Y/N with a bright smile, waiting for her to return it. Y/N was confused for a moment, but she knew Goku so she also knew that her words didn't exactly mean the same to him as they where to others. "i-uh what?" Bulma was aw struck, Chi Chi had made her way into the room at some point and was assisting the woman up onto her feet. "Goku, didn't you hear?" Chi Chi asked, her face pissed but a hopeful gleam in her eyes, as if the news would disgust him. "yeah! and man am I relieved, when she said Vegeta" He huffed shaking his head, hand holding Y/Ns tightly, "I thought that meant we couldn't have kids,but then she said Sayian so now I know" Everyone was flabbergasted, and a bright blush covered Y/N face, "Goku?! KIDS?! WITH HER?" Chi Chi screamed before fainting. "I mean yeah, we already have 2 kids, why not a couple more?"

~Time skip~

The tension, the fighting, the hatred, it all dispersed. With a long and tearful explanation from Y/N and Vegeta, the group seemed to have grown an understanding in a way, the bridge had be burned but some people where making efforts to rebuild it. They knew it would never be the same, not as strong, not as close, it never was with Y/N in the first place, but for Goku that fact stayed true. He loved Y/N more than he could ever express. It was the way she walked, fought, treated the boys, treated him!. She let him live how he wanted while simultaneously keeping him in line, unlike Chi Chi, who forced him into things. Sure they had arguments but they both refused to go to bed fighting, so sometimes they'd simply settle it with a spar. Their wedding was grand, they invited very few people, Vegeta was there to walk Y/N down the aisle and played Gokus best man, and Krillen, Piccolo and Gohan acted as his Groomsmen. As for Y/N she didn't have many bridesmaids, Videl stood as one, as well as her and Gohans new little baby but other than them, that was all she had. She was happy at least, She never thought she would get married in the first place but now she is, a ring on her finger, 2 young boys that call her Ma, and "Y/N YOU SHOULDN'T BE SPARING IN YOUR CONDITION" Gohan and Videl had stopped by for a visit, and where horrified to see Y/N 5 months pregnant sparing with Goku.... Come on now you know the Sons, they work fast, but who said a little baby bump would stop them from doing what they love? Nobody, exactly!!

-Man that took a while, I'm so sorry, have had a lot going on but I feel so good getting this done.  I Hope you'll enjoyed, i was departing on making this idea, like its own kinda thing! If you want more of this let me know and send me some ideas, but for now thats the end of this story! HAVE A GREAT DAY AND REMEMBER TO EAT,DRINK, AND LOVE YOURSELF BYEEEEEE LOVE YOU ALL

[reiketsunomizunomegami]

DBZ boys react to their s/o slapping them playfully

Warning: Fluff, SFW

Feat: Goku, Beerus, Frieza, and Whis

Son Goku

-A Little Shocked by your Sudden action and ask you “Uh Y/N? Why did you do that?” In a very Confused Tone

-and if you laugh it off saying that it was just only a habit of yours Goku will just laugh it out and give your head a pat “That's Quite odd habit of yours Y/N~Chan”

Lord Beerus

-Like Goku he'll be also shocked when you that especially when both of you were having a good time together

-Beerus will stare at you “Why did you that???” He ask and if you laugh there are two scenarios that may happens to you first he will Blow your brains our ir Second he will just let it slide because he loves you more than anything

-and When you apologise and tell him that it was just a strange habit of yours Beerus will just give you a scoff and tells you to (its okay to) not do it again

Frieza

-Stunned as f when you do that

-Frieza will give you a wtf look while he cross his arms up to his chest “ohohohoho You got the nerves now y/n~chan” He will amusingly stare at you until you embarrassingly Avert your eyes away

-This Tyrannical Emperor will cage you between into his strong arms “Forgive me Lord Frieza I didn't mean.. It was just some sort of a weird habit of mine when I'm excited or Happy” After you explain everything to him Frieza will pinch your cheek and tells you that he knows because he noticed of how you slap his Subordinates when you're excited about something (Poor Zarbon and Ginyu Forces)

Whis

-Like Goku and Frieza. Whis actually does not mind it at all therfore he'll be a little bit shocked about your Action

-He will ask you why did you do it and when you tell him that it was just your odd habit he will be just like “Ok” and “That's Odd but cute” Before making his way towards the food that you had prepared for him

[knifknighted]

Okay, so a little Dragon Ball Au thing that I'm thinking up.

Premise: Instead of Nappa someone else is put in charge of Prince Vegeta. Enter you, Vegeta's older cousin that was put in charge of the little rascal.

You keep Tarble from getting sent away

When Planet Vegeta gets blown up you have to take care of three little Saiyans

You have to teach them about Saiyan things and keep them alive

Bonding sessions in Oozaru form T-T

Raditz being an angry little fella

You help Raditz train because he doesn't like being the weakest

Pacifist Tarble, who isn't shamed for not wanting to fight

Vegeta growing up with a role model that doesn't have Saiyan^TM toxicity

You adopt all three of them (BECAUSE I SAY SO!!!!!!!!!)

PARENTAL FIGURE READER

I've got some parts of this already written because I love this so much and it makes me really happy. I just adore the little baby Saiyans---THEY DESERVE SO MUCH BETTER!!!!!!!!!

Idk if I wanna make this one really long oneshot or actually make it a multi-chap fic

I have some fanart of a babes if ya'll wanna see it, I'll probably post it sometime later :)))

[astoryshark]

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

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

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

Enjoy! @blushinggoku

"Come on Krillin! Show me what you got"

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

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

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

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

"W-Woah hey! Let me go!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"No! Now help me, please!"

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

"Wait, who?"

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

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

Goku processes her words and then smiles

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

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

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

The fighter stretches his hand out to the woman

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

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

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

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

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

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

Y/N shakes her head

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

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

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

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

"Wait a minute"

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

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

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

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

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

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

Krillin smiles and nods in agreement

"He's right, the more the merrier"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Y/N looks questioning at him

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

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

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

Goku grins and lays his arms behind his head lazily

"Im looking forwards to next time already!"

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

"Next time?"

[girlwhowrites-stuff]

"The Last Straw" SSJ4! Goku x Fem Reader

Summary: Your boyfriend Son Goku knows you'll dump him if he misses your anniversary, but after you wait all night, he shows up with a tempting offer you may not be able to refuse. No use of Y/N.

Warnings: Minors Do Not Interact! Contains sexual content.

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He’s late. It’s your anniversary and your stupid boyfriend can’t even get a simple timeline through his thick skull. You’d told him probably thirty times over the past few days that he needed to be ready to leave for the restaurant at 6 o’clock sharp. You mentally kicked yourself, you should have known he would forget – he had actually never not forgotten, birthday dinners and parties, your college graduation, your best friend’s wedding, karaoke night that you attended every weekend, he had missed or shown up embarrassingly late to.

You checked your watch. It read 6:50 pm. You had called, texted, pinged his phone, done everything to try to get his attention but clearly nothing had worked. You choked back tears as you watched minute after minute tick by, your reservation long since missed. Eventually you gave up on waiting for him to show.

Fuck him, you thought, jaw clenched and eyes threatening to overflow with tears, I told him this was the last straw, and he blew it.

It was true, you had set an ultimatum for him. You told him point blank that too many times, you’d been disappointed by him, and this was going to be his last chance to make it right or else you were gone. Apparently, he didn’t think you had it in you. Or he’d forgotten the ultimatum, which you could have probably seen coming if you thought about it for a minute, but here you are.

You sent a final text message that read “Don’t come home” and you locked all the doors. You acknowledged that doing so was pointless, really, but you hoped he would realize you were being serious; you weren’t sure if you’d be coherent should you have to face him, your emotions were everywhere, you felt like a trainwreck. Best to avoid him until tomorrow if you could.

You changed clothes, exchanging the new little black dress you had bought specifically for this evening to your comfiest set of matching pj’s and took off all your make-up, trying to trick your body into a sense of normalcy.

If your boyfriend wasn’t Son Goku, you probably would have been worried about him, but since he was an incredibly strong alien capable of blowing up the Earth without breaking a sweat and not only completely missing your anniversary to get in some extra training but also blowing up your entire relationship because he couldn’t go without a workout for one single evening, you were rehearsing how to break up with him in your mind.

You hadn’t wanted it to come to this; you loved him, truly. The good times were so good, it was like nothing you’d ever known. You could talk to Goku for hours without either one of you getting bored, and he could make you laugh like no one else, always the first one with a quip. He never missed when you did something new with your hair or makeup, and he made sure you knew that you were beautiful; when he actually made the effort to spend quality time with you it was nothing short of perfect.

Goku may not be the smartest guy in the world, but he has a knack for romanticism – taking you out for candlelit dinners, sunset picnics, skinny dipping on an island beach you were pretty sure wasn’t even discovered by modern navigation, you’d had so many great experiences together, and you knew in your heart that he cared for you, probably a lot. You just couldn't stand the fact that he continued to pick training over important events like this one. You didn’t expect him to spend every moment with you, not in the least, you didn’t even want him to alter his schedule permanently! You just wanted him to be there for you when you needed him, and he was proving that that wasn’t possible.

The clock read 8:30 at this point. Your stomach was rumbling, interrupting the angry tears that streamed down your cheeks.

Okay, I’m ordering takeout, you decided, all your mental energy was spent anyway.

You placed the order for a disgusting amount of food, you wanted to treat yourself since Goku apparently wasn’t capable of doing it for you.

You dialed Bulma and she picked up before the first ring had finished. You just wanted to talk to your best friend to vent and calm down so you could think about the whole thing rationally. One side of you was considering throwing everything that belonged to Goku out the second story window, and the other side of you knew that doing that was most likely overkill.

“Did he show, or do I have to have Vegeta pummel him?” She asked, no hint of humor in her voice.

“Ha, he hasn’t come to see me yet, but after he missed our reservation, I told him not to come home tonight.”

A gruff chuckle erupted from Bulma’s end of the call, Vegeta’s voice coming through the receiver, “That idiot. He says he’s working on something for you but now he’s gone and got himself in the doghouse.”

“Vegeta, you’ve done stupider things to get out of going to events, so I don’t want to hear it from you, and I’m sure neither does she!” Bulma snapped at her husband.

“Wait, he said he was doing something for me?” You asked, surprised. Goku hadn’t mentioned that to you, you were certain of it.

“Tch- yes, that’s what he told me, though I don’t understand how. He didn’t elaborate and I don’t care. I’ll do my best to knock some sense into him tomorrow-” a loud sound cut off his sentence followed by a rustling noise.

A muffled Vegeta came through the speaker, “Trunks! Go back to your room and go to sleep, it’s past your bedtime!”

“But Dad, you and Mom are awake! I’m not even tired!”

“Vegeta, can you handle that? Thanks, come back when you’re done. Trunks, listen to your father, and don’t argue! You have school tomorrow,” Bulma said, exasperated, her tone shifting to apologetic as she addressed you, “sorry about that, parenting, y’know? Anyway, I’m sure Vegeta will do his best to give Goku a lesson, but did you want to talk about it at all?”

You sighed, opening a bottle of cheap wine, pouring a huge glass, and taking a big gulp before answering.

“I still love him. It just hurts.” Your voice shook slightly, but you were tired of being upset.

“Aw, I know, honey. These Saiyans just don’t get it. Goku never has, he’s been that way since we were kids. I don’t mean to be blunt, but I’ve learned with Vegeta that life will never be “normal” the way I always imagined it. You need to decide whether the happiness he brings to you and your life is more important than the hurt is. It’s okay to go either way. If he was some guy you met at the club, that’s not the advice I’d be giving you, let’s be clear, but I am your best friend, and I married an alien, so I’d say out of everyone in the world I am a very qualified individual when it comes to Goku in particular.”

“I know, it’s just so frustrating. I know he can remember things; he just doesn’t think that dates are important enough to keep track of! How do you get Vegeta to show up when you want him to?”

“Well, the first step is always to make sure he knows that there will be food there. If he still isn’t interested, I bargain with him – you and I have a valuable tool between our legs when it comes to men, Saiyans or otherwise, use it to your advantage.” You could hear the satisfied smirk in her voice.

“You’re telling me you bribe him with sex, and it actually works?” You asked, incredulous.

“Yep. I also threaten to stop letting Vegeta in the bath with me if things are dire. That one always sets him straight if he’s misbehaving.”

“I should’ve talked to you months ago,” you breathed.

“You seriously hadn’t thought about that?” Bulma chuckled.

“I did think about it, but why punish myself if it wasn’t going to work? Besides, Goku is a pain when he’s horny. It just didn’t seem worth the hassle if the payoff wasn’t guaranteed.”

“I give you the Bulma guarantee, try it, if that doesn’t work, your Saiyan is broken and there’s nothing you can do.”

“What gets ‘the Bulma guarantee,’” Vegeta asked, sounding far away but apparently successful in putting Trunks to bed.

“Oh, it’s not important sweetheart,” Bulma said sweetly.

The doorbell rang, silencing the conversation.

“Do you think it’s him?” She whispered.

“It’s probably the food I ordered. Hold on,” you tiptoed to the door and peeked through the viewport.

“Delivery man,” you confirmed, grabbing a wad of cash from your purse and opening the door.

You collected your food and told the driver to keep the change.

“I’m glad you’re actually eating dinner. Do you need me to come over tonight or are you okay? Are you giving him another chance?” Bulma asked, her tone concerned.

You thought about it for a moment, your stomach rumbling non-stop now that the food was there, the aroma filling the kitchen.

“I think I’m okay for tonight. I’ll talk to him if he shows up and I’ll let you know if I need anything. Also, is Vegeta still there?”

“Yeah, he’s here.”

“If Goku comes to see you, will you let me know? I don’t want to put you in the middle of this, but I would really like to know where he is if he actually doesn’t come home.”

“Tch- what Kakarot does is not my business…” he paused for a moment. You imagined Bulma shooting him an angry glare.

“Fine. I’ll tell you if he visits. Nothing else.”

“Thank you both for everything. I’m going to eat and watch a movie, I guess. I’ll text you, Bulma. Bye!”

“Bye,” your friend said, and the phone call ended with a beep.

You put on one of your favorite rom-com movies and lounged in the living room with your feast of take-out and cheap wine.

By the time the movie ended it was nearly 11 o’clock and you had to call it a night. You were full and a bit buzzed from the wine, but your heart was heavy, your messages to Goku still marked as “delivered” and not “read.” He must have let his phone die and genuinely didn’t realize the mistake he’d made, or he had seen the messages but purposefully hadn’t opened them for whatever reason.

You tried to push those thoughts out of your head, he was barely smart enough to use a phone much less care about read receipts, you rationalized. He probably did just let his phone die or lost the whole thing; it wouldn’t be the first time.

You put away your leftovers and headed upstairs to brush your teeth and try not to cry yourself to sleep.

Tucked into your covers, eyes heavy with exhaustion from all the emotions of the day you pressed your face into your pillow and tried to block out Goku’s lingering scent from your nostrils.

It was so weird having the whole bed to yourself, Goku normally took up about three-quarters of it with his starfish sleeping position and being just a few inches shy of six feet tall. Suffice to say, he doesn’t leave much room for you on a queen-sized mattress.

You opened up your notes app and started drafting your speech about how upset you are and how your anniversary is important to you and that it makes you feel unloved and disrespected and humiliated when you try to plan something for the two of you and he doesn’t make the time or care to remember it-

Tap, tap, tap.

You groaned and sent a quick text message to Bulma: “He’s here.” You didn’t hold on to the phone long enough to see if she would reply, placing it face down on the nightstand.

You rolled over to the side of the bed nearest the window. You stood and looked out to see Goku. Sweaty, disgusting, bloody Goku, hovering at your window, an enormous grin plastered on his face, eyes bright with excitement. The only piece of clothing remaining on his body were his pants that had clearly seen better days, barely a scrap of fabric left. His wild black hair dripped with water, from what, you couldn’t begin to guess.

You scowled at him, slowly pressing your fist up to the glass, his expression turning from happiness to confusion. You raised your middle finger and waved your hand around at him, seething.

“Check. Your. Phone.” You over enunciated each word – he could hear just fine through the glass; you only wanted him to know how utterly fucked he was.

His face contorted with horror for a second, eyes wide and mouth hanging open in an oh shit sort of shape.

“I maybe, kinda, sorta… lost it? Can you please let me in, it’s cold out here!” He was muffled through the windowpane, but the pleading in his voice made your heart melt the tiniest bit. You could tell him to sleep on the couch and give him your speech tomorrow.

You slid the window open and stepped back to give him room. He climbed in, stretching his ridiculous muscles that were on display due to his mysterious lack of clothes. You would be remiss to say that he didn’t look hot, as much as it annoyed you to admit it.

He surprised you further by dropping to one knee and taking your hands in his.

Your mouth fell open in shock, your heart sunk into your stomach. He sucked in a breath to speak but you cut him off.

“Goku, you are not allowed to propose to me right now, I’m pissed off!” You nearly shouted at him.

“What? I’m not proposing! I was going to apologize for missing our anniversary! I’m sorry I forgot about it – I swear I will take you out tomorrow to make up for it,” desperation coated his words, he held tightly to your hands.

You sighed. Seeing him like this would always take the wind out of your sails – the worried expression on his face, his jaw clenched, and those thick eyebrows knitted together, waiting for you to respond. You knew that he meant what he said.

You knelt down to match him and pressed a kiss to his forehead.

“I accept your apology, but I want you to know that I almost dumped you tonight, Goku. If Bulma hadn’t talked me out of it, I would have. This really hurt my feelings. A lot.” You said softly, your voice shook a little, a single tear slipping out of the corner of your eye.

He let go of your hand with one of his own to cup your cheek and used his thumb to wipe the tear away. His dark eyes were clouded with regret. You leaned into his touch, and he pulled you into a hug.

“I know. I’m sorry,” he said, resting his chin on the top of your head as you cried into his neck

After a few moments of getting your tears out you wiped your eyes and sniffled, pulling away to look at him.

“Feel a little better?” He asked, smiling softly.

“Yeah, I do, but before anything else you have got to take a shower,” you giggled, covering your nose.

He laughed, a hearty belly laugh that had you grinning as he stood and pulled you up beside him.

“I bet I do smell pretty bad, huh? Want to get in with me?”

You shook your head at him, “I already showered and you’re on a sex ban until you can make this up to me.”

“What? That’s not fair, babe! I said I’d take you out tomorrow, and I’m going to.”

“I think it’s plenty fair. You haven’t earned it,” you said, crossing your arms.

You had expected him to whine a bit more, but instead a mischievous glint entered his eye, and he smirked at you.

“What if I make an offer you can’t refuse?” He wiggled his eyebrows.

That was interesting. You raised your own eyebrow at him.

“It would have to be something really good, Goku,” you warned. “Let me hear it.”

“Shower with me and I’ll tell you,” he said, “no sex required, obviously.”

You pondered for a moment. You had no idea what he was planning on offering you. This was unexpected to say the least, as he didn’t have the craziest sex drive, a few nights a week was usually plenty for him. He tended to be very needy when the mood struck him, but he wasn’t really great at flirting normally, his requests were always direct – nothing like the way he was behaving now, this cat and mouse game that actually had you guessing.

“You’ve convinced me, but only because you’re acting weird and I’m curious,” you assented.

“Yes!” He celebrated by picking you up and carrying you to the bathroom; you giggled the whole way.

He turned on the shower and you took off your clothes, you had already bathed in preparation for your date, but you didn’t mind a rinse, especially if whatever he offered you was enticing enough to get you into bed together.

He removed his tattered pants and stepped into the shower, steam already fogging the mirror and filling the room. You used a hair tie to secure your hair into a bun and stepped in after him, careful not to get your clean hair wet.

You admired his muscular form from your side of the shower, broad shoulders, huge biceps that rippled as he scrubbed his scalp, his pecs and washboard abs leading your eyes to the defined V of his waist.

Goku savored your body in his own way, he liked to touch and grab you normally, but his hands were busy shampooing, so he let his eyes wander, his gaze lingering on your chest, your hips, and thighs in particular.

“Am I ovulating or something? What’s got you so riled up?” You asked. It had taken some time, but you had figured out that his freaky Saiyan sense of smell picked up on the change in your hormones and he tended to react to it, even if he didn’t consciously realize it. This was a joke though; you took your birth control religiously.

He chuckled, “no, I don’t think so. I’m just excited. You’re also… really hot.”

“Thanks, babe. You’re pretty hot, too.”

You turned your back to him and leaned against his chest, pressing your ass against his growing member. He reached a hand around to your breast, squeezing gently as he dragged his teeth against the side of your neck.

You sighed into his touch before pulling away with a wicked smile, “But – I haven’t heard your offer yet, big guy,” you teased.

He looked at you with hurt in his eyes, sulking like a dog that’s been denied table scraps.

“You’re not being very nice to me. It’s my anniversary too, you know,” he pouted.

“Yeah, but you didn’t remember it until I almost didn’t let you in the house, so spill whatever it is you have to offer me,” you said with a smirk.

He tipped his head back to rinse the suds from his hair and took a began to scrub himself with a bar of soap.

“Okay, you know how I’ve been training extra hard lately?”

You cocked your head at him, “Uh, not really. It seemed like the same amount of training to me, but if you say so, sure.”

“Well, I’ve been practicing this new form, I call it Super Saiyan Four. It’s a secret, not even Vegeta knows what I’ve been working on.”

“Okay, and what does this have to do with you being un-sex banned?” You pressed.

He grinned, leaning close to you as he rinsed the rest of the soap from his body.

“I think you’re gonna like it. Wanna see?” His eyes were glimmering with excitement.

“Like it how?” You asked, suspicious. He’d thought that about Super Saiyan Three as well, and to say you didn’t was an understatement. You preferred your Goku with eyebrows, thanks.

“Like, I think that you’ll like it enough to fuck me in it. I’ll have to be careful, though, it’s pretty strong. I don’t want to hurt you,” he admitted.

“You haven’t hurt me so far,” you reminded him gently. You didn’t often experiment with Super Saiyan for that exact reason, but when you did, he was always exceedingly gentle.  

 He smiled and shut off the water, stepping out of the shower and passing you a towel.

“I’ve got to eat first, if you’re okay with waiting. I’m starving,” he said.

“No problem. There are some leftovers in the fridge,” you told him, toweling dry and shrugging on your robe.

“Awesome,” he smiled.

Goku spent as little time as possible devouring what was left of your takeout while you waited for him in the living room, trying to imagine this new form he’d mentioned. He'd refused to describe it, not wanting to spoil the surprise, but he had let it slip that his hair wasn’t blonde, so there was that. A black-haired transformation could be really sexy, you thought.

You heard him tossing takeout containers into the trash, wrenching you from your imaginings.

“You ready?” He asked, practically buzzing with excitement.

“Go brush your teeth and then show me. I don’t want to make out with take-out breath.”

“Ugh, fine. Geez, you’re bossy today.” He said, but he followed your directions, moving faster than your eyes could track to the bathroom, appearing on top of you as fast as he had disappeared.

You squeaked with surprise, his face was barely an inch from yours, his hands pinning your arms above your head. When did he take his shirt off?

“Hey, what-” you were cut off by his transformation.

Red and gold energy swirled around him like a flame as he shifted, his body getting larger on top of you, his hair turning red and growing out to more pronounced points. The light subsided and you were able to get a good look at him.

“Holy shit, Goku,” you whispered, immediately feeling a warmth start to build up in your abdomen.

He was huge, certainly bulkier than he had been, maybe even taller, but you weren’t sure. His body was covered in short red fur, his hands, face, and chest were the only exposed areas that you could see.

He chuckled and tilted his head towards you. You noticed that his irises had turned to a shocking crimson.

“Don’t freak out, okay?”

“I’m not freaking out. You look awesome, babe.”

“Thanks, but I was talking about this,” you felt something soft and furry brush your fingers.

“Is that a tail?” You shrieked, trying to twist your fingers around to touch it, but he flicked it away from you with a laugh.

“Yeah, neat, huh?”

“Yes. You are hereby un-sex banned. Please fuck me, now.”

He laughed and within a second you were upstairs in your bed again. He wasn’t holding you down anymore, just sitting politely on his knees at the end of the bed. You slipped your robe off, the cool air of the room giving you goosebumps.

“How do you want me?” You asked, leaning against the headboard, puffing your chest a bit with the intention of looking irresistibly fuckable.

It must have worked because with another move you couldn’t follow his pants were off and you were flat on your back with him hovering over you. You examined his newly exposed lower half, the fur continued from his happy trail to his pubes and then down his legs, his inner thighs and cock remaining hairless, thankfully. 

“Is this alright?” He murmured against your throat, his tail trailing from your thigh down to your ankle with a featherlight touch.

“Yeah,” you breathed, reaching up to run your fingers across the fuzz on his shoulder.

He made a noise that sounded distinctly like a purr and pressed a kiss to your jaw, then your neck, grazing the sensitive skin over your jugular with his elongated canine teeth.

You tried to reach your other hand up to sink your fingers into his hair, but his tail wrapped around your wrist, stopping you as he started to suck on your neck, one of his large hands snaking up to engulf your breast, his thumb brushing across your nipple. You moaned at the touch, a shiver running down your spine as his rough skin tickled the sensitive bud.

You fought against his hold briefly but realized just how pointless that was and stopped, your hand flopping down to the bed. He released it and you sprung at the chance to touch his tail, your fingers barely grazed it, but he shuddered, sucking in a breath.

 You raised an eyebrow as he separated from your neck.

“Is it sensitive or something?” You mused, trying to stroke it, but he kept it out of your reach.

“Yeah, I’m actually afraid I’ll finish stupidly fast if you keep touching it, so give me a break, please?” He said nervously.

“Oh, cool. Noted, I guess,” you said with a chuckle.

He looked relieved and you pressed your lips to his, immediately his tongue was exploring your mouth, pushing your head back down to the mattress. He continued massaging your breast, wetness pooling between your legs.

His hand trailed down your torso, stopping at your entrance, fingers searching for your clit with a practiced precision.

You gasped when he found it, rubbing gently while he nipped at your neck, dragging his tongue down your sternum to your tit. You squirmed slightly, pleasure flooding your senses as he took your nipple into your mouth, swirling his tongue around it.

The hand you had rested on his shoulder slid up his neck and into his hair, fingers tangling in the thick strands, pulling pleasurably at his scalp.

Without warning he slipped his fingers inside you, eliciting a loud moan that had him smiling against you as he sunk his teeth into the side of your boob, quickly soothing the spot with his tongue as he pumped his fingers into you.

You felt your core tighten as you inched towards your release, your fingers pulling his hair even harder than before, arching your back and leaning into his fingers, holding your breath as he drew you closer and closer.

Just as quickly as he began, he withdrew his fingers and brought his face close to yours, those red eyes nearly glowing in the darkness.

“You ready for me?” He murmured into your ear, nipping at the lobe.

“Just fuck me already,” you panted, reeling from his previous edge.

A devilish smirk slashed across his face, revealing those elongated canine teeth. You stifled a whimper.

He lined himself up with your entrance and you sucked in a breath. He slipped the head inside and you both groaned in unison as you adjusted to his large size while he slowly sheathed himself to the hilt. He stayed still for a moment, letting you get used to the stretch.

“Goku,” you whimpered, your free hand skimming his back, your fingernails leaving little trails in his soft fur.

You gasped again as his tail wound itself around your calf, squeezing pleasurably. He gently pulled almost all the way out, then thrusted back in, eyes flicking up to your face for confirmation as he tested his strength the way he always did when trying a new form.

You nodded at him to keep going, and he picked up the pace a bit, your hand sneaking down to touch your clit, the heat in your core starting to build up again.

A particularly hard thrust had you reeling, Goku’s tail tightening to a point of discomfort around your leg. You tried to speak but found that you couldn’t get anything out but tiny squeaks, so you tapped your fingers twice against his bicep, your signal for “too hard” or “slow down.”

He immediately complied, loosening his grip and calming down a bit, panting.

“Sorry,” he huffed, “still figuring it out.”

“I get it,” you grinned, lifting your head up and nipping his throat as he resumed his thrusts at a more pleasurable pace. He groaned as your teeth grazed him.

Your fingers tapped your clit, your core turning molten as he pumped in and out of you, lewd slaps and your combined moans and heavy breathing filling the room.

You shifted your hips slightly and he started hitting the spot inside you just right, your moans getting louder as he fucked you, the pressure continuing to build up, coiling tighter and tighter in your abdomen.

“Fuck,” you swore, grinding your hips against his as he pounded into you.

You snuck your free hand behind his back and pressed your palm into the base of his tail. A string of adorably high-pitched moans escaped his lips in time with his thrusts as he sunk himself in as deeply as he could, spilling his seed into you. The added warmth was what it took to send you over the edge, the tightness releasing from your abdomen, a tingling feeling extending across your whole body pleasurably. You called out his name again as he rode out your orgasm with gentle thrusts.

Your breath came in fits, still coming down from the high of your climax as he pulled out and disappeared, returning moments later with a hand towel and flopping down beside you.

You cleaned yourself up and tucked into him, tossing the rag into some corner of the room as he transformed back to his normal self.

“So… one out of ten?” Goku asked with a grin.

You blinked at him and rolled your eyes. “I don’t know, nine? Points off for corrections.”

“I’ll take that,” he beamed, his smile turning more dastardly as he focused on you. “You’re a fan of the tail, though?”

You playfully smacked his chest, “Goku, you know I am. Shut up.”

“That was probably the shortest sex ban ever,” he snickered, settling down into the covers with you, “I wonder if I should remember this for next time.”

“You’re on thin ice, mister. If you remember this but not our anniversary, I really will dump you.” You retort.

He held up his hands in surrender, “you got me. I promise I’ll remember next year.”

“I’m sure you will,” you sighed, snuggling into his chest and drifting off to sleep.

[ao3feed-gochi]

Like the sinner I am:Yandere Dbs x female!Adopted!Reader

by Spookydarling

Zamasu had a sister who was a mortal as he was a sayian but they were never closed because of the fact Zamasu thought he was a sinner. She left to universe 7 as Bulma's new sister just so she can be safe. When Y/N is forced to meet a god,her safety is completely ruined as it becomes hell as it makes obsession happen everyone

Words: 1692, Chapters: 4/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Dragon Ball

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/F, F/M

Characters: Dyspo (Dragon Ball), Jiren (Dragon Ball), Beerus (Dragon Ball), Whis (Dragon Ball), Vegeta (Dragon Ball), Bulma Briefs, Son Goku (Dragon Ball), Son Gohan, Son Goten, Son Pan, Chi-Chi (Dragon Ball), Piccolo (Dragon Ball), Zamasu (Dragon Ball), Other Character Tags to Be Added, Zeno (Dragon Ball)

Relationships: Zamasu (Dragon Ball) & Reader, Piccolo (Dragon Ball)/Reader, Hit (Dragon Ball)/Reader, Chi-Chi/Son Goku (Dragon Ball), Son Goku (Dragon Ball)/Reader, Chi-Chi (Dragon Ball)/Reader, Bulma Briefs/Vegeta, Vegeta (Dragon Ball)/Reader, Bulma Briefs/Reader, Other Relationship Tags to Be Added, Son Goten & Reader, Son Gohan & Reader, Whis (Dragon Ball) & Reader, Beerus (Dragon Ball) & Reader, Dyspo (Dragon Ball)/Reader, Reader/Everyone, Reader & Everyone, Jiren (Dragon Ball)/Reader, son Pan & reader, Zeno (Dragon Ball) & Reader

Additional Tags: reader is female, Reader has a child, Yandere, Unhealthy Relationships, Obsession, Obsessive Behavior, Attempted Murder, Brutal Murder, Reader has self harmed, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Self Harm, Reader’s adopted, Adopted Children, Fights, Fist Fights

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/46406599

[actuallysaiyan]

Saiyan Day Special!(Smutty Saiyan headcanons)

warnings: smut, unprotected sex, cunnilingus/oral sex(fem receiving), rough sex, mentions of breeding, Broly turning into his Legendary form, monster fucking(Broly) pairings: Vegeta x Fem!Reader, Son Goku x Fem!Reader and Broly x Fem!Reader a/n: I don't own the artwork. This is another little treat for Saiyan day! Hope you all enjoy! Smut under the cut!

“That’s it,” Vegeta grunts. “Take my cock,”

You’re on the bed on your hands and knees. It feels like it’s been hours since he started fucking you. He’s been needy all day, but he couldn’t hold back any longer. His large hands grip your hips so bruisingly. Your eyes roll back again when the tip of his thick cock hits your sweet spot.

“Haaaah—Vegeta, please,”

He smirks at your sweet little pleading. It’s so sexy to be able to fuck you so stupid like this. He knows he should be spending more time with you like this, but he also needs to train to surpass Kakarot. The thing is he knows he surpasses Kakarot in terms of being able to fuck his woman. There’s no way that Kakarot could be better at love making than the prince of all Saiyans.

“Keep saying my name like that, babygirl. You know I love it when you beg for your prince.”

You feel your thighs shuddering as your muscles start giving out. You’ve had countless orgasms since Vegeta began, but this might be the one that completely ruins you for the day. And then, he’ll probably still fuck you until you cry for him to stop.

“At least…”you pant, “At least let me see you. Let me hold you.”

He pulls out of you, rolling you onto your back. Once you’re in the perfect mating press, he slams himself back into you. The sudden roughness causes you to cry out and he’s just pounding you into the mattress..

“As you wish, princess.” He says smugly. “But be careful of what you wish for…”

Goku could literally go on and on and on for days. You had joked about him being the Energizer bunny when you first started dating, but he really surpassed that. Goku was the kind of Saiyan that enjoyed sex a lot. He craves it constantly, and trying to keep up with his demands could be exhausting for you. Yet, you enjoyed every moment of it.

Right now, he’s between your thighs and lapping at your cunt like it’s the only thing he ever wants to taste in his life. You have to concentrate on your breathing so you don’t just gush all over his face, though he certainly would enjoy it. When his dark eyes dart up to lock with your own, you can feel your thighs tensing at the intense gaze.

“Hehe, I can feel your pussy twitching,” Goku says between slurps. Two of his fingers are deep inside of you, reaching for that sweet spot that makes your legs shake and your eyes roll back.

“D-don’t say it like that,” You mumble timidly.

Goku smirks at your reaction. You’re so adorable like this. And he just loves making you feel so good. It’s one of the best things in this world.

“I know you’re going to cum,” he moans against your cunt. “So you better just let go for me.”

A few more swipes of his tongue on your clit and his fingers pressing against your sweet spot, and you’re gushing all over his face just as you thought you would. Goku looks at you, face drenched in your juices.

“You ready?”

Broly never realized how life could be so good. When he first met you, he was completely smitten by you. But it scared him so much to grow attached to someone. Slowly, you showed him the joys of life on Earth, of which sex was one of his favorites.

It took a little time to get him acclimated to fucking. Usually, he would grow too excited and pretty much try to turn into his Legendary form. This was a scary aspect to showing him the joys and pleasures of love making, but you were patient with him. And as time went on, you learned how to deal with him turning into this form.

“Fuck fuck fuck!” Broly grunts as he pumps into your pussy. “S’too tight! S’too wet!”

Everytime he fucks you, he accidentally fucks himself stupid. Which in turn makes you completely overstimulated. You notice his eyes are starting to turn green, and you groan as you feel his whole body changing shape and size. The cock deep inside of you was growing as well, and your tight little walls were trying so hard to accommodate him.

“Good little pussy,” Broly groans. “Pretty little mate,”

You whine and whimper as he pushes your knees to your chest and he begins to fuck you like he’s going to breed you. You know that no matter what happens, he’s going to take good care of you after this. Broly has learned the art of aftercare.

“Let me breed…”

[cahirathegoldendrake]

Imagine being King Kai’s daughter and Goku taking a surprising liking to you when he first comes to your father’s planet

Gif is not mine. If you wish to write an imagine based on this, go ahead. Please tag me in it I can read and reblog it :)

[pitchouna]

helloo, I will leave a request over here ♡ What about a Jealous Goku? Ty.

Jealous Goku x Reader!!

The jealous part will take a long time to appear! OKAYY SO HEY I'M SORRY FOR THE OTHER REQUESTS THAT ARE WAITING BUT I'M JUST SUPER DUPER BUSY💔💔 BUT I'M WORKING ON THEM NO WORRIES I'LL FINISH THEM SOON!! ENJOY< 33 Warnings: cursing Words: 3197

Goku is irritated. And when I say irritated, I mean very irritated. Earlier, while training, he decided he'll surprise you with an unexpected visit he actually wanted to cuddle with you so bad, but when he was home, he did not see you. And he looked everywhere. Checking if you were cooking, were having a bath, or just napping. He even checked in the toilets!! Not finding you made him grumpy. As he ran onto his son, Goten. "Oh! Dad! Aren't you training?" Goten asked him with his usually high-pitched voice. Goku just shook his head as he immediately wanted to ask him where you were. "Hey Goten, where's your mom? I don't see her anywhere!!" Goku spoke in an annoyed tone. "Oh mom? She went shopping with Bulma and C-18!" Goten answered earning a pat from his dad. "Thank you Goten. I owe you one! See ya!" Goku waved as he teleported living a confused Goten. "Why did he wanted to see mom?... Have I done something wrong?" Poor Goten started worrying hoping he won't get yelled at later. Even if he didn't do anything, we never know with you.

"KYAAAAAA!! WHAT THE FUCK !!??" You've screamed earning the attention of Bulma and C-18. They ran towards you and opened the curtain hiding you changing. And they see you, and Goku in a weird and tight position making both of the women yell. "What the fuck?? Care To explain Goku?!" Bulma yelled. Making Goku chuckle. "Yo ! Wanted to see Y/n for a moment!!"Goku explained. Not noticing you being choked in his chest due to the lack of space. "We don't care just release her look she's not breathing" C-18 said. "O-oops. Sorry Y/n hehe..." Goku chuckled getting out of the changing room which made other people seeing you half naked. You immediately closed the curtains, grateful only Women where in this shop. "Can't you warn when you'll join!!?" You've yelled behind the curtains, embatssed that Goku spawned while you were changing. And that some girls you don't know saw your body. "Hehe... Sorry Y/n... But I wanted to see you right now!! I just could not wait anymore!!" Goku explained to you making you sigh in irritation as you open the curtains now fullyclothed. "Well as you can see right now I'm not free to spend time with you. It has been a long time since I saw Bulma and C-18 because of me taking care of your ass." You spoke bluntly making some of the women laugh since they can hear your conversation. "Anyways you should go, this is a shop only allowed to Women. If you don't go away I'll call the security!" You've said wanting him to go as soon as possible. "This isn't kind Y/n!! It makes me feel you don't love me anymore.." He pouted, making his cute sad puppy eyes, that he used when he desperately wanted something. It always works.

"O-ouch that hurts Y/n!!" Goku whine as you drag his ear to the exit of the shop, and throw him outside. "See you this evening." You've said as you walk away, not giving him a chance to say anything. Goku just sighed, disappointed he didn't get to spend time with you right now. "her problem.. I won't allow her leaving the bed tonight.." Goku pouted irritated flying back home. "Hey Y/n... Wasn't that a little too harsh?" C-18 asked you, making both you and Bulma shocked. "What the hell? You're even worse than me and Y/n reunited when it come to Krillin!!" Bulma explained, making C-18 annoyed. "Me and Krillin is another story. Plus I didn't asked you." C-18 said making Bulma irritated as she was about to explode before you interrupted them. "Oh my god shut the fuck up girls!! Look how cute this top is!!" You've said as sparkles appear in your eyes, as you show them this crismon red Henley top, making them gasp. "Oh my god Y/n !!! Are there other colors??! I need it in purple!!" C-18 said in awe "I want it in blue too!!" Bulma exclaimed. "Yup, there are some right there!" You've pointed towards a cute special stand where there was a lot of cute tops and jeans, and Bulma and C-18 both saw the one they've searched for. "Wahhhh!! I'm in love with them! You have such a good eye when it comes to fashion Y/n!!" Bulma said making you Huff in pride. "Hehe now let's go try them on girls!!" C-18 said like a little child, making you both happy and giggling like teenage girls.

At the same time, a bored Saiyan was rolling over your shared King sized bed, whining non-stop about how he's bored. "How could Y/n do this to meee??.... For once I want to spend time with her and she doesn't want to!! Then I'll bet she'll complain when I'll just focus on training again!" Goku's making a fuss to himself like a big ass baby. "What do I do now?... Y/n will probably finish in some hours... But training do not excite me anymore right now..." Goku whines as he get off of the bed, going downstairs, making his way towards the kitchen. Opening the fridge, he sighs as he sees it's dead empty, and there's just one tomato left in there. "Pff...there's nothing else to eat too... I think I'll just nap right now..." Goku gave up searching something to do. Until an idea popped on his head. "Wooh! I bet Y/n won't be able to refuse my deal!! But I need to get money to do this... And Bulma will probably say no..." Goku started to think for the first time in his whole life. And he thought too much his head started burning, making smoke. "Oh!! Right! I still have some left over Zenis I've gained when I worked as a farmer!!" Goku exclaimed proud of his amazing idea, getting ready.

As Goku prepared to put his plan into action, he couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement building inside of him. For once, he would be the one in control in their relationship. He quickly got dressed and slipped on his casual clothes for once because he knows it makes you weak, feeling more confident than ever. As he stepped outside, he couldn't help but imagine the look of surprise and excitement that would undoubtedly appear on your face when you saw him. Now, it was his turn to make you feel happy. With a determined smile on his face, he teleported towards you, eager to start making his plan come to life. "Yo!" Goku said behind you which startled you. "Wahhhh!! Goku I've told you to warn me before appearing!! You scare me every damn time.." You've scolded him once again as he chuckled playfully. But something was off. You looked at him up and down and after 5 minutes of thinking you've realized he was in casual clothes. Which was very rare of him to drop his iconic orange gi.

"Oh? Is today a special day Goku? Why are you dressed like this??" You've asked curious which made Goku smile mischievously. "Since you didn't want to spend time with me earlier, I'm kidnapping you with me on a date!!" Goku said this with pride, which was very cute to see. "So... You're the one paying?" You've asked him smirking. And he nodded. "Alright !! I'll get ready!!" You've exclaimed excited to show him the new dress you bought with your girls earlier. "When do we go? And where do we join?" You've asked Goku which made him frown. "Huh? Why would you want to know that? We're going together right?" Goku said as confusion ran into his non-existant brain. "I want you to see me at the very last moment!! I'll be so gorgeous you'll fall in love with me once more." You've said confidently. "But I'm calling in love with you more everyday already?" Goku said so innocently that almost made you giggle and kicking your feet. But you were not a teenager any more, so you've controlled yourself and only blushed. "W-well it won't stop you to fall in love again." You've said not looking in his onyx eyes. Worried to show your teenager girl side that desperately wants to manifest itself. "Hehe. Fine! But you better be breath-taking!!" Goku smirked challenging you. "Oh yeah?! Challenge accepted!!" And with that, Goku gave you the hour and the place you both will meet up.

When the sun disappeared and the moon appeared, you were surprised to see what Goku has planned was a cute little picnic near a clear lake filled with petals of roses. There he was standing in what seemed a suit, he really wanted to impress you on this one. And it did. The sight was so breath-taking. The way his hair flowed through the wind, the sweet aroma of the roses mixed with the fresh scent of nature, and just the way the candles perfectly lit up the place was perfect. Goku sensed your presence and turned towards you "You're finally here Y/n! I was waiting for-" Goku just stopped talking. You looked ethereal. The way your hair was tied up in a side bun, with a rose to perfectly match your crismon red semi-long dress that flowed through the wind. The last time you saw Goku looking at you this way was the day of your wedding. "Woah.. Y/n.. You look so.. Gorgeous.." Goku struggled to find the perfect words to describe you as he walked towards you, helping you sit down the picnic mat. "So... Did I succeed making you fall in love with me once-more?" You've asked your husband who just responded you by cupping your cheek with a sweet and loving kiss, then saying "Is it possible to marry someone once more time?" he asked innocently making you laugh. "I wish it was. But it's not." You've answered making him pout. "Let's just start eating I'm hungry anyways.." He said. "What did you bring?" You've asked him, curious "I've brought sweets!! But we can always go somewhere else if you want to go-" You've just shushed him with your fingers, enjoying the moment you're both sharing.

On the way home, you've decided to walk around the city a little before just flying back home so the moment will last a little longer. But you both did not expected that this would ruin this perfect date. "Excuse me miss!! May I have a picture with you? You're just so beautiful!!" A child made it's way towards you and politely asked making you melt as you accepted. Goku feeling the warmth of your hand gone, as you had to stop holding his hand to take the picture, made him pout... But that was just the beginning. Immediately when you came back, you were interrupted again. "Hello!! May I ask where you bought your dress? It's beautiful!!" A woman younger than you asked so nicely that you forgot to take Goku's hand. "Of course!! Here I've bought it at "_____" The woman thanked you and made her way towards the shop as you waved her. You've turned towards Goku and spoke. "So what were we talking about-" This time, it was a little girl who interrupted you. She just poked your side shyly and it made you melt once more. "H-here.. Take this rose... It's as beautiful as you..." The little girl shyly said making you blush... "Thank you little one!! That's very cute of you!!" You've thanked her taking the rose in your hands enjoying the nice scent of it. Her mother took her and apologized for her interruption and you've just brushed it off saying it was alright. But it wasn't, for the Saiyan that is starting to get irritated. Pouting and tapping his feet as he's waiting for you to get finished. Just as you were about to come back, other people gave you flowers, coupons for free food at restaurants, (which Goku did not really mind tbh) some asked you how are you so beautiful, and some asked you to join a model agency!

Goku watched as you received flowers, coupons, and compliments left and right. He couldn't help but pout and tap his feet impatiently as he waited for you to finish talking to the people around you. But as soon as he heard you say, "I accept," his heart sank. He knew you had always wanted to be a model, but the thought of you being approached by other men with ulterior motives bothered him. Goku couldn't help but feel a sense of jealousy and possessiveness wash over him. He wanted to keep you all to himself and protect you from any potential threats. "Okay now that's enough.." Goku growled but you didn't hear it. You've finally walked back towards Goku, carrying the flowers and coupons in hand. But before you could say anything, Goku spoke up, his voice filled with irritation. "I can't believe you just accepted to become a model! Did you even think about me? I don't want those men to just ogle at your beautiful body all day!" Goku exclaimed. You tried to reassure him that it was just a one-time opportunity, but Goku just couldn't help but get even more jealous. "I don't care if it's just for one day!" Goku snapped back at you. "I don't want to risk it. I don't want those men looking at your body." Goku started grumbling, crossing his arms. You've sighed, trying to calm him down. "Goku, please understand. This is a one-time opportunity. It's not like I'm going to be a model permanently. And besides, I'd be paid well and we could use the extra money!" You've tried to reason with him, but to no avail. Goku just couldn't shake off his feelings of jealousy. Goku continued grumbling, clearly not happy with the situation. "But what if those men try to make a move on you? What if they try to take advantage of you? I don't want anyone else touching you but me." Goku couldn't help but voice out his insecurities and fears.

You've finally had enough of his possessiveness and jealous behavior. "Goku, enough!! I can take care of myself! Do you really have so little faith in me? Don't you trust me to handle myself in this situation?" You've confronted him, your patience running thin. Goku was taken aback by your reaction. He did trust you, but his jealousy was getting the better of him. "I do trust you, Y/n. But I can't help but feel protective of you. I don't want anyone else touching your body but me." Goku admitted, his possessiveness creeping in again. You've let out a frustrated sigh, feeling overwhelmed by his possessive behavior. "Goku, this is really getting too much. I'm a grown woman and I can handle myself. You need to stop being so possessive and jealous. It's not healthy for our relationship." You've tried to reason with him, hoping he would understand and control his emotions. Despite your attempts to reason with Goku, he refused to listen to reason. His possessive behavior and jealousy continued to take over, making it impossible for him to see things from your perspective. You felt more frustrated and hopeless with every attempt to make him understand, and it seemed like there was no way out of this cycle of jealousy and possessiveness. "Ugh!! I'm done!" You've said walking away making Goku worried "Hey! Where are you going?" Goku asked curiously. "I'll sleep at Bulma's this night. You've pissed me." You've said until you took a Taxi, leaving an irritated Saiyan all alone. He just decided to leave you be, thinking that you're the stubborn one here. He just kept mumbling on his way home that this night was near perfect until strangers ruined it.

The same night, he just couldn't sleep at all. The bed felt empty without your presence. Usually it doesn't mind him when it happens, when he goes training for a long time or just when you go to sleepovers with your friends, but this time? It was... Not the same. It felt cold empty and he hated it. He hated how bitter this night became. So without a second thought, he sensed your Ki, and teleported at Bulma's, in the room she gave you to sleep in. He looked at you, sleeping calmly, as if nothing happened. And as of you do not miss Goku's presence while he did missed yours. "Gosh... How can she acts as if nothing ha happened?.." Goku complained joining you into the bed and taking you in his arms and nuzzled in your neck. With you in his arms, he fell asleeo with ease and looked like a big fat ass baby. He also kept mumbling in his sleep things like" You're mine" "There's no way I'm meeting you go there." "No photoshoots we'll stay together today." He's the cutest. But won't hesitate to take advantage of his strength to lock you in his arms so you won't leave him.

Bitch sorry for randomly disappearing I just forgot this account existed tbh but anyways I'm back!! I have a lot of requests too but I'm super busy sorry y'all will have to wait.. Anyways I love u guys Take care!! <33

[succubusbri]

obsession [drabble series]

[vegito x original character]

summary: you thought dealing with goku and vegeta as two separate entities was as bad, boy did vegito prove you wrong.

warnings; no use y/n, main character's relationship to goku and vegeta is unlabeled but implied romantic, dark!vegito, hide and seek has a darker meaning in this one.

There was nothing comforting about the way Vegito's blue eyes blinked as he stands before you, arms crossed over his chest and the aura radiating from his body causing unspeakable discomfort. Your gut twists uncomfortably as he approaches you, stopping once the head of his foot hits your own. "Is this the best you could do? I would've thought you'd be a lot better at this game." Vegito mocks, referring to the current game of hide and seek the fusion had suggested. Both of you agreed that if you won, he wouldn't bother you or your friends anymore.

But if he won....there was no telling what he'd do. Yet here you were, staring at the saiyan that specifically targeted you.

Everyone knew better to stay out his way, though some failed to get the message through as their lives were taken in gruesome ways you didn't want to think of. There was no way he had already found you. The game only started ten minutes ago. You dropped your ki levels to the lowest you were able to and even ventured as far as you could. Vegito had no need to cheat; he was capable of finding you in places he'd knew you'd be alone.

As if he could read your mind, Vegito shifts from one foot to the other with an amused smirk. He'd let you go again and play along, even though finding you again wouldn't be too hard. As you scrambled to your feet, the sound of your heart pounding in your chest filling his ears in a rhythm. You were so gullible when you were in a tough situation. It was honestly adorable.

Vegito counts down, announcing the duration that you'd have ten minutes hide.

"You really make this so easy." He speaks under his breath.