#dbs x reader

[bones4thecats]

I just want to say that it's so rare to find writer still writing for dragon ball. If it not too much can I request jiren 🥊 with older sister figure/reader. Like the two meet while training under jiren old master and she's the only one that stay with him while everyone left after the initial defeat. Time passed and both of them became pride troopers together. Reader was on an important misson for a few years and now she's back to meet jiren. Also how would the other members react to finding out jiren had an older sister. I hope it's not to much work, love your writing as always 🫶🫶🫶

↳ What A... Unique Family Reunion.

A Dragon Ball × Older Sister-Figure! Reader.

Requester: @mynonopotato.

Character Included: Jiren.

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🥊 When you met Jiren, you had fought alongside his martial arts master, Gicchin. You were what many would consider his adoptive daughter. Because of that role, you took to raising Jiren like a biological sister. Despite your obvious differences. 🥊 It was perfect; you all were like a family. Your master was the father who took you all in to make you better. 🥊 But not everything good stays good.

🥊 After your master had passed away from the evil that killed Jiren's family, everyone left. It had all fallen apart like a glass window getting a stone tossed through it. But, you stayed. You couldn't just let Jiren be alone. You stayed with him through everything, leaving him would hurt not only you, but him. 🥊 You stayed by his side for many years, helping him grow stronger, getting him the encouragement to join the Pride Troopers, and even getting him to try thinking about training under Belmond to be the next God of Destruction for your universe. 🥊 Though, the latter did end up failing, as Jiren refused the role. 🥊 After hearing the news from Belmond, he asked for you to fill out a mission for him, as he needed to find a new candidate for now. Nodding and asking what he needed handled, Marcarita smiled and tapped her staff, shining a hologram in front of you. 🥊 "This planet has an infestation. A fellow member of your species has become an issue. He's been staging many revolutions, killing hundreds in the process." 🥊 "What's his name?" You asked for clarifications. Belmond narrowed his eyes as the man appeared. "Anthrax the Zukrax." 🥊 Looking at the evil-doer's smirk, his skin as black an onyx, his hair as white as snow, and his eyes and horns as red as the blood his hands were stained with, your energy spiked behind you. Wrath was all you felt. 🥊 "I will take care of him, sir."

Tapping your ship's intercom, you called Marcarita. And she answered. Her face had yet to change despite the four years since you had last seen her.

She happily cheered your name, catching the other on-watchers' attention. "Have you finally gotten rid of Anthrax?" She asked, her ponytails bouncing as she spoke.

"I have. Where are you all now?"

"The Tournament of Power." Belmond spoke.

"The... what?" You asked, cocking an eyebrow in confusion as you looked at Marcarita. She giggled and asked if you wanted to join them in watching the matches.

Figuring you had nothing better to do at the moment, you agreed. And the next thing you knew, you had teleported to the Pride Trooper's hideout and then to a void-like area. The God of Destruction from your universe and the angel stared at you and nodded.

"You think you can fill me in on what's happening?" You asked.

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It's been quite some time since you arrived and each fight was quite impressive. From the range of power from your fellow Troopers to the power from the other members of the multiverse, you were amazed at it all.

But now, only two remained: Universe Seven and Eleven.

Five against three.

Your eyes widened with each fight. Dyspo was at the top of his game, purple energy surrounding him as we went against two of the five warriors. The half-Saiyan named Gohan and the apparent Emperor of Universe Seven, Frieza. Yet, with the teamwork and sacrifice of Gohan, your opponents knocked him out.

Then it was Frieza against Toppo. The mustached leader fought against him well, so well you believed that it was only destiny that your universe was the most powerful. But, then Frieza managed to put him in a bind, a bind so tight that Toppo's power burst.

Standing before you all was a G.o.D.-level Toppo. He stared at his opponent calmly and coldly, in a way you hadn't seen for years. "Hakai." He spoke as he attacked the Emperor. Shock emerged in everyone as the fight continued with the Android dubbed with the number 17 going against him, only to be swapped with Frieza, then the Saiyan named Vegeta.

Your eyebrows furrowed as Toppo sent a large destruction blast at the Saiyan. You and the others figured the younger mortal to be toast, to fall as harsh as his fellow fighters. To lose.

Yet he didn't. His power surged and blasted the destruction away.

To send Toppo off the ring.

You were beyond fearful when Toppo landed in front of you and the rest of Team Universe Eleven. Grabbing your medical kit from your hip-bag, you began to wrap and disinfect the wounds of your leader. His eyes opened quickly after you applied some soaps and rubbed it slightly into his skin, cleaning it.

Sitting upwards next to you as you wrapped his wrist, making sure it wasn't to tight nor to loose. "Thanks for this, kid." He said, patting your hand as you finished the last wound.

"Not an issue, boss."

"Hush! Jiren's going up against that Goku guy!"

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It was all over.

Jiren lost.

Looking at the grey alien as he was pushed upwards into the galaxy, your eyes widened in fear. Tears began to drip down your cheeks as you gripped your arms tightly.

"Jiren!" You screamed.

I'm sorry... master... sister...

"Jiren!" Toppo exclaimed, looking worriedly at the man you called your brother. You jumped down to him and lifted his head up, asking if he was okay.

He groaned and looked at you, his pure black eyes practically bleeding into your own.

"I'm sorry..." He said.

"There's nothing to be sorry for, Jiren. You did amazing."

As you spoke, you heard the Grand Priest speak from above. Your universe has been defeated, and was now to face the same fate as those before you: to be expunged.

"Jiren... we thank you." Toppo said, all of you looking down at the wounded warrior. He was confused. No one thanked him for many things. And with four years away from the one person he was truly close to, he never heard it ever.

"You thank me? I ignored you during this whole tournament. My ambitions were my only goal."

You smiled at him, cupping his cheek as you felt your life passing through your mind. Picking up Jiren to carry him back to your home with Gicchin. Teaching him how to punch harder and run faster. Everything flashed.

"Jiren."

Looking up, you saw the Universe Seven man standing in front of you. The Saiyan looked at you all, yet focused on Jiren mainly, as he spoke.

"I know we just barely finished the battle of our lives. But I'm already hungry for the next fight. Maybe you don't wanna hear this but... I feel like we've gotten stronger--together. And I think that's worth a lot.

"I hope to see you again, Jiren."

Sitting up, Jiren smiled. His lips moving upwards in a genuine expression. His real emotions finally flying through for once in a long time.

Then it all become nothing.

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Until it wasn't.

Your heartbeat returned.

The light returned.

Your eyes opened.

"W-What happened?!" You heard Dyspo yell.

"The wish..." You mumbled. "Android 17... wished us back.

"Wait... where's Jiren?!"

Footsteps behind you alerted you. Spinning around, your eyes began to water. Yelling the grey alien's name, you sprinted up to him and embraced him. Your arms wrapped around him tightly as he did the same too you.

Hearing Belmond scoff, you looked back and saw his smirk. "What a... unique family reunion."

"Wait- THEY'RE RELATED?!"

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[vampcubus]

𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐙𝐀 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 𝐇𝐂𝐒

:ఌ¨ ♱ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : sfw, frieza x fem!reader, alien/earthling relationship, not proofread so it might be buns.

— Put simply, you are spoiled. You’ll never want for anything, because you’ll know every sort of luxury the seventh universe has to offer. Only the most exquisite cuisines, spas, and entertainment. You’ll be in comfort for the rest of your life.

— You’ll get a lot of what seem like “shut up” gifts, but giving you whatever you want is Frieza’s way of compensating for being busy all the time. Ruling the universe with an iron fist leaves little time in between for quality time.

— He does not tolerate much pda. He has a reputation to uphold, and his sweet mate hanging off his arm paints a far less intimidating picture of the self-proclaimed emperor. Unfortunately, his tail doesn’t seem to get the memo, as it’s always draped over your lap or coiled around your wrist, waist, or ankle when you’re near.

— It takes time for Frieza to see you as a person instead of a possession, but you grow on him (like a tumor). He is unused to garnering a relationship that doesn’t revolve around fear and submission.

— Frieza is keen to remind you that you only live because he allows it, but you both know better. He does not keep people around for no reason, and his mass culling of lower-ranked peons is proof of that. 

— You’re at his side because he wants you there, even if he’ll never admit to that.

— You are adored and righteously feared by the Frieza Force. Their leader is in a better mood when you’re around but if he hears of anyone treating you less than worshipful, they know they’ll be reduced to a crimson spatter for the servants to scrape off the walls.

— You’d think Frieza would be stiff or scoff at the idea of physical affection, but you have one very important advantage over his instinct to recoil: you’re warm-blooded. Which might seem insignificant to you, but to a cold-blooded ice-jin? irresistible. 

— He is drawn into your orbit by your body heat, subconsciously standing closer than he intends. When you lay down to rest for night cycle, he is inseparable from you. Anyone who interrupts this nightly ritual of aggressive cuddling will be obliterated on the spot, and I mean literally reduced to a pile of smoking soot in the doorway.

— You make trips back to his home planet every now and then, walking down the crystalline, frozen beaches and attending political balls to talk shit about everybody there.

— Frieza does not share. Once you are ��mated,’ you are his just as he is only yours. Though his father had many concubines, he is a one-partner frost demon. He is easily made jealous, and doing so intentionally is a dangerous game for you and your conspirators. 

— He’ll gripe that your flowery words make him want to vomit, pretending to be annoyed when you say something profound, but if you squint you can see his face turning red.

— You know you’re locked in when he starts addressing you as his empress <3

— Reunions and get-togethers with the Z Fighters are like Jerry Springer episodes 😔 Please never bring your man to the function again.

[sweetheartsnips]

Random DBZ characters x GN reader first date headcanons

Just dropping some HCs off for some underappreciated DBZ/DBS characters.

This is just some fluff, really. SFW but I am an 18+ blog so minors DNI as per usual. Gender neutral reader.

Enjoy!

Piccolo

Piccolo would take you somewhere peaceful and intimate, where the two of you could have some privacy. Probably to a remote waterfall or pond where he usually meditates–places that are comfortable and familiar to him that are unlikely to overwhelm either of you.

He would approach a first date with quiet intensity, almost as if it were a goal that needed to be overcome. Despite the outward air of seriousness, deep down he would be quite nervous and awkward, purely because he would want to do a good job and impress you. 

Piccolo would show his care in quiet yet practical ways. Ensuring that you’re comfortable outside, making sure you’re warm, or subtly positioning himself between you and anything that has the smallest chance of being a threat (death glaring a wasp).

Never one for small talk, conversation would be minimal at first, with long stretches of comfortable silence. However, do not be surprised if he tries to share some existential wisdom from his training, or try to teach you about the nature around you. There is also a chance he cracks a dry, sarcastic joke. Making you laugh would make his heart skip a beat.

If the date ends well, he might offer an almost hesitant, yet fond nod, or give your head a little pat before parting ways, until you meet again. 

Zamasu 

Zamasu would take you somewhere grand, somewhere he would consider ‘sophisticated’. Perhaps an elegant tea house (with all the flavours and sweet treats), or a floating temple: somewhere where he could flex his knowledge of the universes to you. 

He would have complete confidence in his ability to woo you, prior to your date. He is a divine being, after all. 

Zamasu would initially act polite and composed, displaying impeccable manners, but his arrogance would quickly reveal itself. Throughout your date, he would speak at length about his beliefs, monologing about justice and how transitory mortal life is.

However, he would consider you somebody ‘worthy of his caliber’, and this would be evident in his small gestures. Things like resting a hand on your back, or maybe even linking his arm with yours. All while trying to hide the blush on his cheeks and the glances he was sneaking at you. 

If you challenged or questioned his views, he’d laugh, intrigued yet slightly annoyed. He wouldn’t admit to enjoying his time with you, but he would find you intellectually stimulating, particularly when you point out that life being short can sometimes be a good thing. 

“You are… different from the other mortals.”

Whether that’s a compliment or a warning, time would tell. 

Android 17

17 would offer a date with a casual, adventurous atmosphere. Maybe a hike around the island, or a quiet walk along an empty beach in the stillness of sunset.

He wouldn’t get too carried away planning for the date or getting himself ready, he believes that less can be more, and doesn’t want to make you nervous with an extravagant arrangement. 

17 would not be one for flowery compliments, but he would show his interest through little acts, like letting you hold onto him while walking on uneven ground, or teaching you about all the animals on the island with a confident smile. He would love how your eyes would light up when he showed you an animal or plant you’d never seen before. Or when you’d ask him questions about nature, and he could sate your curiosity with his vast knowledge. 

If you asked him about himself to get to know him better, he would avoid answering directly and with a smirk. But if you were persistent enough, he might share something insightful that would linger in your mind (like hinting at the fact that he is an android!). 

When your date would come to an end, he’d give a short, genuine “This was nice,” before heading off, leaving just enough mystery to make you want to see him again. 

Caulifla 

Caulifla would treat her date more like a fun challenge rather than a traditional romantic outing. No flowers or chocolates here, folks. She would take you somewhere unorthodox like a bustling evening street market, a high-energy race, or maybe even invite you to come watch her beat somebody up. 

Whilst getting ready, Caulifla would act like she had you totally bagged, more so to convince herself so she didn’t have a nervous meltdown and call for Cabba. 

During your date, she wouldn’t openly admit she’s having a great time, but her excited grin and how she would linger close to you would be a dead giveaway. If you really rub off on her, she might give you a playful swat. “You’re not half bad. Don’t get soft on me, though.” 

She would tease you, poking at your cheeks and making fun of your blush. Not enough to actually upset you, of course, but enough to ruffle your feathers and make you swoon. Expect lots of light-hearted physical contact: hand-holding or resting her chin on your shoulder. 

Caulifla is not one for shy or coy goodbyes. If you’re lucky, she might just pull you into a hurried, impulsive kiss before dashing off with a cocky wink and a wave. 

Hit

The stoic assassin would like to keep things cool and minimalistic, choosing a location that is quiet but not too personal. Maybe a chill bar late at night, or a rooftop overlooking the city. Somewhere inconspicuous, where he can enjoy your company. 

Hit would approach your date with his usual calm, ignoring the flicker of nerves in his stomach. He was a successful hitman, but going on a date with you was seemingly enough to make him second guess himself.

He would not partake in a lot of small talk, content for there to be quiet between your conversations. But when he does speak, each word is deliberate and meaningful. He would keep tabs on your surroundings with a watchful eye, making sure that the two of you would not run into any situations that would endanger your safety. 

Hit would observe you closely, noting every small shift in your body language, every reaction and expression on your face. Not to be intrusive, but just calculating and analytical. He would remain respectful, but he would also admire your appearance quietly. If you could keep up with his cryptic, dry humour, he might give you a tiny smile. 

Afterwards, he would say something simple but meaningful. “I don’t usually make time for things like this, but I’m glad I did.” 

Then he would be gone, before you could even say goodbye. Not before he asked you out for a second date, of course.

[tytarax]

Ummm Catcalling?

Imagine a reader is walking around with Beerus and Whis

Some dude uses catcalling on the reader and kind of goes a little "hi a babe! Nice ass”

On The "cat sound" is responded to by Beerus. The rest is responded to by Wis (either he realizes it's an insult to the reader and turns the joke on himself, or he thinks he's the one who's considered handsome. Either all together) - oooh you really think I'm gorgeous? I'm flattered!

That dude is definitely swearing and showing disgust lol

... I'll go with it, don't know what to say (A mosquito bit me and my leg is killing me)

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You strolled down the street, flanked by Whis and a slightly grumpy Beerus, who was busy complaining about the lack of gourmet food on Earth. It was looking like a peaceful outing, until some random guy decided to ruin it.

"Hey baby! You got a nice ass!" the stranger called out, followed by an obnoxious "meow!"

The sound barely had time to echo before Beerus' ears twitched. He stopped mid-step, his eyes narrowing as he turned to the guy.

"Did you just...?" Beerus didn't even want to finish that question. His tail flicked behind him as he tilted his head, looking more curious than angry... for now.

Before the guy could say something, Whis stepped in, a hand on his staff and a wide, amused grin spreading across his face. "Oh my, such a bold compliment! I'm flattered!"

The catcaller blinked, his expression breaking under Whis' gaze. "What!? No! I wasn't-"

"Oh, nonsense!" He interrupted, pressing a hand to his cheek with mock humility. "I know what I heard. Such keen observation! Although, I do admit my figure is quite divine."

After making the guy uncomfortable enough...

Beerus rolled his eyes, "Mortals are so tiresome. Let's find food before I destroy something."

Whis turned to you with a wink, "Well, I must say, it's rare to be the object of such attention. Perhaps I should take it as a sign I'm still in my prime"

You couldn't help but laugh. "You two really are.... Let's go for something to eat"

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Don't forget to kick the nuts of anyone who does that in real life

Masterpost

DBS Masterlist

[teenandbeyond]

Aye! Just wanted to firstly say I love your work and hope your doing well also good luck with your summer classes! <3 Can I request Frieza x reader with prompt 39? Basically after reader admits she's pregnant Frieza becomes extremely overprotective till she gives birth? Maybe even some Kuriza content? Remember to drink water and take care you yourself!! Also don't stress about this one shot if its too much :)

Frieza x Fem. Pregnant Reader

All these requests are so old now 😭

Want more from me? masterList II

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Un-Fearless Leader

Warning(s): Fluff

You have the ease of giving someone as cool-headed as Frieza anxiety, but add a baby to the mix?...

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Frieza was already protective over you

Like, "vaporize people for being rude to you on the spot" protective

So when he noticed you seemed more nervous than usual

He thought it must have been time for someone to die

That was until you nervously stammered the words "I'm pregnant."

He was in disbelief

But far from upset like you'd expected.

He seemed like he was a little casual about it

Until he returned with a ton of blankets and had you encased in them on your bed.

That was the beginning.

The next morning, you woke up to a practical breakfast buffet in bed.

"Uhh, Frieza? I don't think I'll be able to eat all this..."

"You're eating for two now. You can't allow yourself to starve!"

"Um...okay?"

He made sure you had the best bath oils

Didn't let you walk anywhere yourself

You can't forget the time you stubbed your toe

"Darling, are you alright?!"

"I just...stubbed it. I'm okay."

Or the time you stumbled over a misplaced slipper, about to catch yourself when suddenly you were in someone's arms with a gust of air.

"You should be more careful, dear. Guards! Where were you?!"

"To be fair, I barely tripped. They're fine."

"Well, what if you had fallen, and I wasn't here?"

He went off if any of his pawns irritated you.

Or if chefs severed any food that he read from some space article that was bad for children.

And randomly he would apologize to you.

"I don't want the baby to hurt you because we don't know how your body will handle it."

You were different races, but you didn't regret a thing.

One time, Kuriza was playing a little too close to you and Frieza went off.

"You need to be careful! You could hurt them!"

"He's okay. He was being gentle."

And things only got worse once he felt the baby kick for the first time.

In the moment, he smiled as he rested his head against your stomach. Gently poking back where he'd felt it

But after, he was protective with a whole new vigor.

It was getting so bad, Kuriza was getting protective, too

Like a distance circle made of some rod, keeping people at least a few feet from you.

The death toll definitely increased, from anyone so much as accidentally bumping into you.

Frieza would literally carry you everywhere you went together.

And you'd try to tell him, "I'm okay."

But you should know better.

When it comes to you?

The fearless leader will always be un-fearless

[blond3ang3l]

Android 17 x goku’s daughter!

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“She’s such a bitch.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yep, this was your man

@lelewright1234

[baegetas]

》 blackout.

son goku x afab reader

summary: sitting at the bar after a hard day, you're joined by none other than your friend gohan's father, and he knows how he can cheer you up.

warnings: minors do not interact, explicit content: age gap, multiple orgasms, (slight, if you squint) implied cheating, overstimulation, drunk sex, alcohol consumption

word count: 1.7k

you were alone at a bar. you'd completely flunked an exam that you'd studied hard for, and you were downing shots like they were nothing. even the bartender was asking if you were okay, to which you'd reply with a simple, "i will be."

while you were mindlessly scrolling through social media, a giggle cut through your brooding silence. it was familiar. you looked over your shoulder, finding that you were face-to-face with a "friend" of yours: goku. well, correction: he was gohan's father, and you were a friend of gohan's. you were a little scared of goku at first, but warmed up to him once you knew he wasn't some scary muscle-head. he grinned at you and promptly mused, "hey!"

"hello, goku."

he sat next to you, looking at you like a dejected puppy. "aw, what's wrong? you looked bored from over there, but man, you seem pretty sad."

you sighed, failing to hide the smile from him. "i guess. but i didn't expect to see you here, out of all people."

"whaaat?" goku giggled and spun the barstool around. "are you kidding? this place is so fun!"

"no, i mean, like, i didn't see you as much of a drinker."

"eh... if it's sweet, i don't care what it is. i'll drink it. heeeey!" he flagged down the bartender, grinning happily. "you have jello shots? yeah? you should give us a few!"

you gave him a slightly agitated look, to which he giggled and said, "don't worry, i'll pay! i don't know what's got you so down, but it's time to cheer up!"

that giggle would be the end of you, and you knew it. as the shots slid onto the counter in front of you, you sighed. it wouldn't be horrible to have a little fun, right?

next thing you knew, goku had convinced you to join him on the dance floor. there had always been something so charming about his idiocy. something charming about how oblivious he was. however, now that he had you in your own little corner of the place in the dark, you could see something else behind those sweet eyes. you could see intention, like he was aware of exactly what he was doing. he was aware that it was the two of you. he was aware that you were both tipsy. he was aware that he was double your size. he was very aware.

with the lights spinning again, flashing a multitude of colors, you found yourself lost in music. lost in liquor. you and goku had been gradually getting closer to one another. you found yourself dancing right against him, and his rough, calloused hands were sliding up and down the sides of your torso, with a focus on your hips. swaying back and forth in rhythm, you could feel his muscles against your back. you could feel his breath against your neck. you shuddered, and looked up at him for some sort of clue as to what he was thinking. and looking back at you were two serious, calculating eyes. like a predator. "heh. you look surprised."

your lip shook ever so slightly. "you... are you?"

he smirked. "am i what? gotta finish the sentence."

you hiccuped, trying to clear your throat. "flirting?"

"i dunno," he hummed, feigning innocence. "problem?"

your eyes flickered down to his hands on your hips. they were gripping you. "...no."

his voice dropped an octave, getting raspy. "nice. you mind if i do something?"

"to... to me?" he nodded, and you were having trouble suffocating the butterflies in your stomach. you swallowed roughly, leaning your head back against his shoulder as you stared up at him. he was holding you against him. for a moment, you thought, what would gohan think? i mean, this was your friend's dad. this man was twice your age. but nonetheless, you replied, "you... can do anything you want. to me."

within a split second, he flipped you around and pressed your back against the club's concrete wall. you had no time to breathe. goku was kissing you with a passion. your hands gripped his clothes, pulling him as close as you could. his thigh pressed in between your legs, and at that point, you were putty in his hands. all you could do was whine. this was a completely different goku, and you were loving it.

he sank his teeth into the side of your neck, and you moaned out loud. when you noticed someone staring at the two of you, your eyes widened. "ah- goku! hey."

he pulled back from your skin by just inches. "something wrong?"

"we... we can't do this. not... in public."

his voice was gravelly. "why not? i'm sure people would love to watch. make 'em jealous."

you blushed and stammered out, "it... it's indecent... and a little illegal... to do things like this in public. my apartment would be a better place."

"your apartment?" he stood straight up and pressed two fingers to his forehead. he gripped your shoulder tightly. "gotcha."

and suddenly, you were both standing in the front hallway of your apartment. you blinked a few times, unsure of what the fuck just happened, but all of that was thrown to the wayside when goku's lips found yours again, pressing you against the wall of your living room.

your belongings fell to the ground, and your hands started to pull his shirt up so you could feel his torso. every muscle, every divot - he was so fucking ripped. and his hands weren't wasting time with you, either. traveling up your thighs, he tore your panties off with one finger. his hand grabbed your entire ass, and he took in a deep inhale, smelling your scent on the skin of your neck. "god, you smell so good."

"you... ah!" you lost your train of thought when he started grinding his crotch against yours. with flushed cheeks from a drunken stupor, you mumbled, "you... want me, don't you?"

shedding his t-shirt, he growled, "what do you think?"

he was biting at your skin as his hands discarded the rest of your clothes, albeit in a more refined fashion. once you were completely nude, he couldn't hold himself back anymore. he picked you up like a doll. like you weighed absolutely nothing to him. he was quick to find your bedroom, and he quite literally threw you down onto the bed. then, he followed. and his tongue found your slit, rough hands pushing your thighs apart so he could taste you as much as he possibly could.

your hand tangled in his thick hair. he was so sloppy, but it was quick to send every nerve in your body into a frenzy. he would grunt and groan, and his nose would bump against your clit, sending a jolt through your body. when his tongue actually plunged into you, you lost all of your bearings. you came all over his face, and he replied to it with a pleased groan, unwilling to pull away until your body relaxed. with one eye open, you looked down at his messy face. his dark, widened pupils. his flushed cheeks. then, he grinned. "i thought you'd taste good, but that was better than i thought."

panting, you whined back, "goku... i..."

"already on it." he was quick to remove his pants and boxers, and he was quick to climb back over you, trapping you in another kiss. with the full weight of his body against his, you realized just how small you were. his length slid along your folds, and you could taste yourself on his tongue.

your hands found his back when he got the opportunity to press himself into you, and he did so with a guttural groan. at that point, you couldn't think. the slow stretch was just too good, and your foreheads rested against one another until he was fully sheathed in you. he panted, "so... tight... i gotta..."

you panted back, "just... just fuck me."

and when his hips started snapping back and forth, you couldn't help but whine. your nails dug into his back, and his face was buried in your neck. he was relentless, keeping a fast, steady pace. as your moans got louder, you heard his voice in your ear. "shh... be a good girl. i know you can handle it."

hitting that sweet spot over and over, it didn't take any time for you to come undone a second time. and a third time. goku hadn't even broken much of a sweat, and he had you completely folded over underneath him. your eyes were locked on his as he cooed, "yeah, that's it. good."

in that moment, you understood that he was going to finish inside you. and you didn't care one bit about it. as if on cue, his huge frame leaned down to trap you in a tongue-filled kiss, hands gripping your ass. you weren't going anywhere. he had you completely pinned.

you'd lost count of how many times you came before his thrusts started to get sloppy. he was grunting more often, shaft head poking at your cervix every now and then. it hurt, but you were far too blissed out to care. "good girl. just... a little bit more, okay?"

by now, you were a babbling mess, but you managed to nod in response. the bed was slamming against the wall, and you knew that your neighbors on all sides would be complaining about the noise, if they hadn't already. his grunts were going right into your ear, and he grunted especially loudly as he said, "you ready?"

you nodded and mewled, "yes, please."

goku growled, then moaned beautifully has he came right into you. his hips didn't even stop, riding out his own orgasm with a blissful look on his face. when his hips eventually stopped, he collapsed onto you, breathing heavily. you were doing the same. your head was spinning. after only a minute, he propped himself up on his elbow. "whew... that was... amazing."

"i... know." you said this so quietly that you could barely hear it yourself. "it was."

then, goku gave you that trademark giggle. that trademark grin. you looked at him through half lidded eyes as he said, "i think we're gonna have to do that again. way more often than just once. i'm gonna need it."

you smiled and wrapped your arms around his torso. you couldn't respond vocally, but pulling him closer was the answer he needed. he giggled again and relaxed atop you, with no intention of moving any time soon.

[xcherricutie]

➤ Messy

Vegeta x F!Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count - 1.5k

Summary - Vegeta is a clean freak with anger issues and pent up emotions, and decides to take it out on you for fun.

Notes: This is my first time posting here. I am from Wattpad, so I don't know tumblr etiquette, apologies.

“Your habits are disgusting and you’re a mess.”

He would follow you around and criticize you for what felt like hours on end. It was enough to drive anyone mad, and he did it to you on purpose. He was a man on a mission, out to make your life as miserable as possible. That’s just how it was, being acquainted with the prince of all saiyans. It didn’t matter if you tried to avoid him, he would find you, and he would let you know of every flaw in your life. Almost as if he took a sick satisfaction in seeing you wallow in your own misery and insecurities. 

“Vegeta, her house is none of your business,” Bulma scolded with a harsh glare, slapping your discarded napkin out of his hand. You hadn’t had the time to clean up your living space before Bulma and Vegeta dropped by, unannounced. You didn’t mind surprise visitors, but Vegeta was an exception. Every single time he came by, which had become noticeably more frequent, you made absolutely sure that he could not find a single reason to complain or nitpick. You were simply thankful Bulma was there to keep her dog on his leash. 

“Sorry for the mess,” you forced through grit teeth with a smile, before your face relaxed as your eyes landed on Bulma. “What brings you here? You’re not one for random visits.” 

“Right, sorry,” Bulma chuckled, brushing some strands of her azure hair behind her ear, glancing over at Vegeta as he tip-toed through the specks of dirt in your carpet. Bulma rolled her eyes at the dramatic saiyan, sighing. “I need you to keep an eye on him. I don’t really trust him to be alone at Capsule Corp., and my mom and dad are out on vacation. I’ve got a big workload on my hands and can’t deal with him right now. I’ll pay you good, I promise.” 

You wanted to say no. You wanted to tell both of them to get out of your house and never come back. Babysitting Vegeta could have perhaps been Bulma’s most unreasonable request for you. He had not been on Earth for long, and yet had antagonized you more than anyone. You rarely even showed your face at Capsule Corp. anymore because of the man. And Bulma was your best friend that you visited nearly daily for years. She knew how much you hated Vegeta. 

And yet, when she pulled the wad of cash out of her pocket, you immediately found yourself agreeing to the impossible task. Bulma’s payments were usually unreasonable amounts, as if the stack of paper zenni she handed to you was less than allowance money for her. It felt wrong to take, but what could you say? You were living independently in the city - you needed any cash you could get. Even if it meant spending a day with the most annoying being in the universe. 

As soon as Bulma had left, it was not long before Vegeta started to act up. He almost acted like a prepubescent boy at times, unable to properly convey his feelings, resorting to anger to vent. You had even made a point to clean up around the house so he wouldn’t feel so uncomfortable, but some of the things he complained about were unreasonable. 

“The geometry of your living space is poorly designed, woman,” Vegeta commented as he stood in the midst of your living room, looking around at the furniture. You rolled your eyes as you vacuumed the carpet, tuning his voice out. 

“Nobody is stopping you from just leaving. You hate all of us, I don’t understand why you continue to torture yourself on this planet,” you muttered, unsure if he heard you over the vacuum. You didn’t care much if he did or not, barely having the energy to speak to or at him. 

“I’m waiting for Kakarot to come back to this miserable planet. But I’m starting to doubt he will,” Vegeta said as he placed his hands on his hips, searching for more things in your house to nitpick about. You had done a pretty good job hiding things for him to complain about. 

“Maybe he’s avoiding you,” you said with a smirk at the idea. You would not blame Goku one bit if he was avoiding the entire Earth because of Vegeta’s presence. Vegeta did not find your comment very funny as his head whipped to your direction, glaring harshly. 

“Then I would track him down and drag him to this miserable planet to humiliate him in front of his loved ones,” Vegeta sneered, lip raised in a slight snarl, as if the mere assumption were the most offensive thing he’d ever heard. 

“Is it really that hard to accept that somebody doesn’t like you and doesn’t want to see you? I really don’t understand you, Vegeta,” you stood up straight as you turned off the vacuum, turning to glare at him. “You antagonize people on purpose, and then get mad when everyone leaves. What do you want from us? Why won’t you just leave?” 

“My business is none of your concern, woman. I suggest you close your mouth and not utter a single sound from now on, unless you really want to see what antagonistic looks like. I could put you through a world of misery with words alone, I haven’t done anything to you yet.” Vegeta’s harsh eyes stared into your soul, as if knowing you weren’t going to listen. He had been here less than a year, and yet knew you would not stand for such nonsense. 

“This is my house! I suggest you shut up if you know what’s good for you, asshole!” You yelled, leaning closer to his face. His warm breath hit your face as he scoffed, looking down at you as if he were so high and mighty. He was barely three inches taller than you.

“I could destroy you, and this house, and this whole planet in a matter of seconds if I wished. Your empty threats mean nothing to me, human.” Vegeta smirked down at you. That was your breaking point as your hand moved on its own. Even Vegeta found himself shocked by your sudden movement as your hand left its mark across his cheek, its shape searing into his cheek. Head turned from the sudden force, Vegeta stared at you with wide eyes, as if to let his brain process the attack on him. You expected him to blow up. You needed to gain control, fast. You would rather your house remained intact by the time Bulma returned. 

“Wh-What’s with the surprised look? Didn’t think a girl could hit you? Bet you’re completely smitten, huh?” Your face lit up like a lightbulb, cheeks burning as you smirked, watching his every muscle movement. You didn’t even mean for the words to escape your lips, but as they did, you knew you were dead. “You want to kiss me so bad, huh, Vegeta?” 

You saw the blush bloom across his cheek, making your hand mark burn ever brighter. That was the first time you had ever seen an emotion other than anger or pride on his face. But the view did not last long, as you suddenly found your vision obscured, his large frame right in your face, his lips connected to yours. This was an unexpected development, to say the least. 

His touch sent lightning through your nerves as his hands uncharacteristically gently slid up your arms, gloved fingers brushing over your cheeks. His kiss was soft, as if to show you everything he had been unable to get across before, many emotions flowing through one small touch. That one small touch, however, began to grow more desperate as Vegeta grabbed your shoulders, firmly pressing his lips to yours. Your scent was intoxicating, and every little jolt of electricity to his nerves sent him spiraling through his pent-up emotions even more. 

It wasn’t until your palms were pressed to his chest, trying to push him off, that he broke from his much-needed kiss. You stared up at Vegeta in surprise, watching many emotions flow through his dark pupils, before he finally came to his senses. You were pushed away, although much softer than you would have expected, his warmth pulling away from you as he left you standing there. He plopped down onto the sofa, sinking into the cushions as he crossed his arms, avoiding meeting your gaze. Your eyes stayed glued to him for a moment longer, before you let out a silent scoff, smiling in amusement. 

Vegeta had not uttered so much as a word after that. No more comments on her habits or appearance, no more jabs at her life and home. He had sat silently at her side, stealing glances at her every once in a while as she read her book in peace. And perhaps it was the cleaner environment, or just something in him beginning to bloom, but you looked much better than when he had shown up. 

And you weren’t sure if it was just the sunlight hitting him at just the right spot, or if he just looked like this when he wasn’t constantly raging, but Vegeta had a different look about him, almost a glow. Perhaps he wasn’t as bad as you had originally thought.

[random-insomnia15]

Best cosplay ever!

Picture doesn't belong to me, I found it on Pinterest.

[actuallysaiyan]

Whenever Bacon asks for prompts, I come running cuz I love her cooking! Maybe number 6 from the Smutty Prompts list with Future Trunks? 😋 if anyone is deserving of some sexy sexy surprises, it's totally everyone's favorite timeline hopping half saiyan swordsman!

He wasn't supposed to stay here with you. You weren't supposed to fall in love with him. But even your love transcends time and space. Trunks becomes so attached to you.

You remind him of a simpler time, and a time where he doesn't have to constantly worry about his safety and the safety of others. He enjoys having you around and being able to hold you. Even just the smell of you makes him feel so at peace.

Your romance is a bit of a whirlwind at first. First kisses, first hugs, first fleeting glances. But it soon turns into something more. Longing glances, hands brushing together, make-out sessions in an empty room when nobody else is looking. It all culminated into something feisty and fiery. Every time you're intimate with Trunks, you two end up trying something new.

Fearing you only have so much time together, you two always want to try and spice it up. Regardless of this, you two are always pawing at each other like it could be the last time together.

Tonight, you have a few candles lit in the bedroom. Trunks enters, his eyes widening when he sees how romantic it looks in here. He's happy that you always want to make a good impression for him. His cheeks redden when he realizes he's already hard in his pants just seeing you in the glow of the candles.

"Hi handsome," you coo from your position on the bed.

Trunks comes forward, kneeling on the bed next to you. He gives you a kiss that's so passionate, it makes your head spin. It takes so little time for him to push you back onto the bed, removing your clothes. You're panting by the time he has your clothes off. His eyes widen again.

"Surprised?" you ask, inquiring about his reaction to your purple lingerie. It's lacy with cute bows adorning it.

"You surprise me everyday," he smiles softly, kissing you again.

[lelewright1234]

hey hey 👋 I recently discovered your work and I'm instantly a fan!

Been wondering, are requests open? 👉👈 Do you mind writing a small one-shot centered around genderbent gochi (Goku x chichi)? Maybe they're shopping and M!Chichi gets hit on by a couple of women who make fun of F!Goku for being a tomboy, but they get scared off by her and M!Chichi is just happy with his wife.

I imagine their personalities remain the same but it's up to you if you wanna change them and their names!

Ofc if requests are closed, ignore this message 😅

Have a good day!

Shopping Day Gone Wrong

✧ Pairings:  DBZ F!Goku x M!ChiChi

✧ Genre:  fluffy ⎜comedy ⎜⎜ angst ⎜ goku just being sad ⎜sfw ⎜domestic!dbs au ⎜established relationship ⎜

✧ Author’s Note: It’s been a very long time since I’ve tried to do any type of writing request but this was long over due. I didn't follow the exact details on the request and it ended up more domestic and fluffy then angst but I hope you still like it.

P.S. Goku female name is Goki and Chichi male name is ChinChin

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ChinChin groaned as he caught sight of Goki returning home from yet another one of her infamous spars with King Kai. Her orange gi was a filthy tattered mess.

"What's for lunch, ChinChin? I'm starved!" the spiky-haired Saiyan called out.

"THAT'S IT? No hello? NOTHING? JUST 'WHAT'S FOR LUNCH?' " ChinChin screeched.

"S-Sorry, ChinChin! I'm just HUNGRY!" Goki whined.

"HMMPH! You're ALWAYS hungry!" the Ox-King's son huffed. "Get cleaned up and I'll fix you something to eat."

"Couldn't I eat first?" Goki asked hopefully.

The look in the brunette male's eyes was all it took to send the Earth-raised Saiyan scurrying to get cleaned up.

As ChinChin sat several bowls and plates of steaming food on the table a smiling Goki walked into the kitchen. ChinChin grimaced as he spied her wearing another hideous orange gi.

"Everything looks great, ChinChin!"

Within moments every plate and bowl had been scraped clean.

"Now time to take a nap," the daughter of Bardock sighed.

"OH NO YOU'RE NOT!" ChinChin bellowed. "You're going to help me do the dishes. I'll wash and you dry."

Goki sighed again but she dutifully picked up a dish towel and did as her husband insisted. Finally the last plate was dried and returned to the cupboard.

"NOW can I take my nap?"

"You can nap later. I'm taking you to the West City Mall and we're going shopping for some new clothes for you," ChinChin informed her.

"Awww, what's wrong with the clothes I'm wearing?" Goki wanted to know.

"That horrid orange gi! It's all you EVER wear! I' M SICK OF IT! You'd probably look quite beautiful in a nice dark blue or even red…ANY COLOR BUT ORANGE!"

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“Um…ChinChin. You sure about this?” She ask, tilting her head to the side slightly. ChinChin said the best shops were in the western region of the city, but what Goki don’t understand is why is ChinChin taking her shopping in the first place? He knows that Goki not really into shopping as much as normal earth women. The only shopping Goki likes to do is when it involved food but…Goki wasn't really for girly girl shopping for the fun of it. She’d much rather be training or farming. Chinchin grabs her hand and gently pulls Goki into a large building. 

But the minute Goki had walked into the building; she was completely overwhelmed by everything. 

Goki asked in distress "Was this a mall…? Gods it was chaotic. It’s like the fighting tournament."

ChinChin was glad they finally made it to West City Mall. He'd had to endure Goki's loud whining for the entire drive over. He went straight into a reasonably priced womenswear store and began to peruse the cute shirts.

"Goki, this royal blue would be just per…" ChinChin began. "Goki? Goki?"

He whirled about and Goki was nowhere to be found. Where had his wife gotten off too?

It didn't take long to find him. Goki was in the bakery just across from the womenswear store. A plump red-haired woman wearing a white apron was berating the Saiyan as she scarfed down great handfuls of cookies from a small table that bore a sign stating "Free Samples."

"REALLY Goki!" a red-faced ChinChin scolded as he pulled her back to the womenswear shop.

"I don't know why that woman got so upset. The sign said the cookies were free. It's not like I stole them or anything!" Goki huffed.

"Let's just get back to what we came here for," ChinChin grumbled. He could already feel a headache coming on.

Goki suffered through trying on seven skirts/dresses before ChinChin finally decided on three.

ChinChin was very proud of Goki and himself for making this accomplishment at the same time I mean, you felt a bit guilty because he didn’t wanna make her feel uncomfortable, but he wanted her to feel pretty.

"I need to see if they have these long dresses in your size. Here hold the bags for me will you?" the Z-Fighter's husband asked.

"Sure," the Saiyan warrior said dismally.

Goki shifted around in her small chair as he waited and waited. But for some reason she felt like someone was watching her and she had heard giggling as well. ChinChin was taking forever! And her stomach was beginning to growl. Her Saiyan sense of smell picked up a most appetizing aroma making her get up from her chair and try to find it….

ChinChin thanks the store clerk and begins to walk away only to find that his wife had gone missing again. Then out of a fit of rage ChinChin screamed out her name “GOKI!!!!!”, making everyone in the shop look at him in shock, fear and confusion.

Goki was running around the mall trying to find that sweet smell until she had accidentally walked into a group of girls who was eating some sweets and cakes. Goki mouth had started to water as she had asked them where could she find that food but the girls just looked at each other and laughed at her. Goki was confused worrying what did she do wrong until she realized that was the same laughter she had heard at the women shop.

“HEY! You’re the girls who was pointing and laughing at me” Goki stated.

“-And your that old weird woman who ate all the free samples like a pig and smells like a farm!!” One of the girls replied while holding her nose.

“We saw you with that totally hot guy and we just couldn’t believe that someone as old, ugly and poor as you could be with him not to mention the fact that he had to buy you some new clothes. Maybe he’s some rich boy who was paid to take this country girl out on a date” Another girl stated while texting on her phone smirking.

Goki was at a lose for words because she normally doesn’t care or understand what other people would say about her especially her appearance but she then looked down at her clothes and looked back up at them to see all of their cute bright short clothes, fancy makeup/jewelry and nice silky hair. Goki then clenched her fists in anger as she had felt something she never felt before….it was embarrassment….

“D-Don’t talk about my husband like that! H-He loves me for who I am!!” Goki felt her ki energy shooting up but at the same time she had felt tears coming out her eyes.

The tall girl in the short dress and high heels had got up from her chair and walked around Goki while popping her gum. “Well then maybe your husband should ditch the old ugly grandma cow and get a younger sexier bombshell like me!!” The tall girl stopped and whispers into Goki ears before her friends had started laughing again.

But before Goki was about to go Super Sayian on her; she felt a large arm pull her to a warm chest as she looked to see ChinChin holding her close while grabbing the tall girl’s arm and picking her up. The tall girl and her friends were all in shock and scared when they saw just how strong and angry he was at them.

“AHH!! PUT ME DOWN YOU ANIMAL!!!” The tall girl screamed in pain which ChinChin smirked and replied “Oh I’ll put you down right where you belong!…”

ChinChin then threw her down on the table hard as it flipped over throw the rest of her friends into the air as they all ended up landing in the trash bins. Everyone around them was completely shocked, amazed and even laughing at them as they were crying out about their hair, clothes, shoes and makeup was ruined then out of nowhere all of their shopping bags had landed on them as they were knocked out cold.

ChinChin then walked up to them all and bend over them while smiling “It doesn’t matter how young, pretty and rich you are; a real man would prefer a strong, loving, kind experienced woman rather than rude, flashy, loose trash.”

ChinChin picked up his bags, walked over to Goki and grabbed her hand slowly as they walked out of the mall without saying a word. As soon as they got to their car; Goki picked up ChinChin from behind and held him tightly while saying “Thank you!! Thank you!!” repeatedly. ChinChin then turned around and grabbed her face squeezing her cheeks together which was making Goki giggle in pain. “Hey! Don’t squeeze my face too much!”

O-ouch that hurts !!" Goki was whine as Chinchin 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.

ChinChin was about to pull her close for a kiss until Goki stomach had started to growl loudly making the loving moment stop.

“WOW!! Seeing you fight like that had really made me hungry!! So what’s for dinner?!! Goki said with excitement as there were stars in her eyes. ChinChin had sighed in defeat as he kissed her forehead while blushing hard. “No matter how bad the situation is; you always seem to make me smile” ChinChin said as they both got in the car and drove off home. In the end, Goki just decided to leave him be, thinking that he’s the stubborn one here. ChinChin just kept mumbling on his way home that this day was nearly perfect until strangers ruined it.

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

[bones4thecats]

Some writers looking over their fics before publishing: Yes, perfect to submit. Me, not giving it a second thought as I pray to every deity I can thing of that it doesn't flop because of my rushed-typing speed and shaky-nature:

[crazychameleon22]

Why are there NOT more Dragons Ball Fighterz (Frieza’s story line) about Frieza, Cell, Ginyu and Nappa fanfiction

I’m sorry I’m here on tumblr everyday and I’m so surprise no one has made fanfics about Dragons Ball Fighterz (Frieza’s story line) about Frieza, Cell, Ginyu and Nappa 

(Or even more Raditz which I think he should be in the game)

Please I’m begging you all to help me 🥲😭

[in1-nutshell]

Imagine with Son Sunny, unknowingly and saved Ginyu in his alien frog form from the large Earth Predator animal, Sunny being friendly to any animals and she let it go,but Ginyu grateful and surprised that this person is an Icejin and very important so he follows her and decide to be pet, but when Ginyu met Sunny's Son Family, he afraid but Sunny still didn't know Ginyu introduce him as her friend?

Bonus: What if an Icejin race are mostly male population (and Male-Male couple are common) and having a female icejin is very rare that they're considered royalty, despite the commoner's background, and Fem Icejin are sent to the Royal Icejin (aka. , Frieza and his brother and Father)

In a nutshell...

Ginyu is not having a great time.

For one he decided to be the loyal guard frog of this female icjin after she saved him from a dog.

Sadly that wasn't going to work out the second he found out the man responsible for trapping him in this body!

No amount of loyalty is going let him stay here!

Not unless Lord Frieza gives the order.

For now, he is going back to his pond in Capsule Corp, at least there Sunny can visit!

[tytarax]

Random thought but for yandere corrupted Zamasu I am just imagining the “step 1: casually approach child” meme lol

yeah casual my ass, this guy is anything but casual.

He would lay a damn red carpet in front of himself before levitating towards you like a video game bug or "lesbian pose"

Masterpost

DBS Masterlist

@ultimate-percussionist

[teenandbeyond]

Dheuxjwdusiwi finaLLy a dragonball writer! Can I have scenario where Future Trunks S/O is taking care of him when he falls sick? I swear sayians don't really get sick but Trunks is half human so I'm sure at some point he catches a bug or flu or smth. Please let me cuddle him and hold him

Future Trunks x S/O Reader

Sorry it took so long, but here it is, finally 😭

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Healing Touches (DBS or Dragon Ball Super)

Warning(s): Fluff

Trunks catches a cold! Oh, no! Good thing you're here to help with your healing touch...

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Trunks regrets going to the planet

Turns out the air wasn't healthy to inhale as long as he did.

So he tried to act like his body didn't feel heavy when he returned to you

But you knew something was up.

And once he breathlessly fell onto the bed, you made him admit it to you.

"Something in the air, got to me. I guess."

His face was quickly getting red, and his body warm.

"Trunks, you don't want to try going to the hospital?"

"I don't think they're gonna be able to do much with an alien planet-induced sickness, babe."

That was fair.

So you played nurse yourself and called to take a few days off work.

Your boss favored you and adored Trunks, so she didn't mind.

You put an ice-pack on his forehead after checking his temperature.

"I'll be okay, [Name]."

"But you've never gotten sick before..."

Your worry made him become a little more obedient

He kept still, didn't try to get up, and let you make him something to eat. Even though he couldn't get relaxed.

But after a long trip away, he was craving cuddles. But the Saiyan part of him didn't want to stop you from making food, so he relented.

And you put your love into this soup recipe, making it your own.

Which he very much appreciated as you spoon-fed him.

Now he was flushed for an entirely different reason.

You shouldn't smile so endearingly at him while you feed him.

In no time, the bowl was set to the side on the bedside table.

"Alright, I let you get some rest and come to check on you la--Uh!"

Before you could react, Trunks tugged you onto the bed and rolled over, his arm draped over your waist.

Then you giggled, "Touchy, are we?"

"I missed you."

He snuggled into your neck, quite pleased now that your bodies were pressed together.

You smile at him and shift until his head rests on your chest, and you hold him, "I missed you, too."

He has his own smile as his fingers gingerly brush your side, while his leg tangle with yours.

"I like this more, this is better," he mumbled.

You ran your hands through his hair until he dozed off, fondly watching him.

Then you snickered at his hand gripping your top, like he didn't want to let go.

With a kiss on his forehead, you laid your head back and enjoyed his presence, until you dozed off, too.