#future Gohan x reader

[witchofcustom]

Future Trunks x Reader x Future Gohan Fic

Summary: Gohan finds out that Trunks has a crush on his girlfriend. Not wanting his best friend to miss out on life, he decided to teach him a very important lesson.

CW: Threesome, dirty talking, spanking, breeding

Word Count: 1k

I was inspired by this fic written by one of my favorite authors, @actuallysaiyan! Please check out their work!

You had a steady relationship with Gohan for a while, however you were always worried about him. You watched him train with Trunks one day. However, Gohan could tell that something was off about Trunks. After you went home, he asked Trunks what was going on.

“I-I’m sorry Gohan… But I think that I love (Y/N)… I hope you can forgive me…!”

Gohan looked a bit troubled at first, but eventually smiled at his pupil.

“Don’t worry about it Trunks. We’ll figure something out. Meet me here tomorrow and we’ll discuss things.”

“O-Okay!”

A day passed, and you heard a knock at your door. Opening it up, you were met with your boyfriend and his best friend. You had talked with the two for a bit, but felt as if things were getting awkward. It was then that Gohan suddenly kissed you. He pulled away, leaving you in shock.

“You see Trunks, this is how you start. You have to make sure that she feels comfortable and ready for it. Now it’s your time to try.”

Gohan motioned to Trunks. He came over to you and pressed his soft lips onto your own. He was much more gentle when compared to Gohan. You could tell that he was inexperienced, but still having an inner darker side. He pulled away slowly, his face red from embarrassment.

You were in shock from this situation, but not opposed to it. But before you could say anything, Gohan began to play with your breasts, sucking on them through your shirt, eliciting a moan from you.

“See, Trunks? You want her to make cute noises like this.”

“Y-Yes! I understand!”

The two men then began to undress themselves. They were both so beautiful and sexy. While Gohan was much more mature and well toned, you could tell that Trunks didn’t skip training as well, as he also looked very strong. They then both freed their fully erect cocks from their underwear. Even though you had had sex with Gohan before, you can’t remember him ever being this excited. Trunks’ cock was slightly longer, but Gohan’s was nothing to scoff at. You began to crave them even more, getting onto your knees to begin sucking them off, switching between the two as you couldn’t get enough.

“Geez, I already knew you were a whore, but you really can’t get enough, can you?”

You were taken back. You never heard Gohan speak in such a way before. But it wasn’t like you were against it, as it only made you heat up more.

“G-Gohan… I think I’m about to cum…!”

“Alright Trunks, make sure that you cum inside of (Y/N)’s mouth. She’ll love it.”

Trunks moaned and did just that, releasing his semen into your mouth. You swallowed it without a second thought.

You thought that would be the end of things, but the sensation of you swallowing his cum only made Trunks get erect once more. Gohan chuckled, taking your clothes off and putting you onto the bed. You were worried about what was going to come next, but excited at the same time.

“Now, what you need to do next is insert your penis into her and begin thrusting, I’m sure you know that much, right?”

“Yes! I’ve never done it before though…”

“I’m sure you’ll do great. Everyone has a first time. (Y/N) also loves Saiyan cock, so she won’t complain at all. Now will you?”

You shook your head, completely speechless.

“While you take her in the back, I’ll take her in the front, does that sound okay?”

Trunks nods as he begins to play with your pussy. It is already thoroughly wet, but he wants to make more noises from you. He begins to rub your clit, occasionally licking it as well. He puts his fingers into your pussy, eliciting a loud moan. This gets him fully erect and ready once more.

“I’m glad that you remembered what I told you before about foreplay. You’re doing even better than I imagined you would.”

With that encouragement, Trunks suddenly thrusts himself into you, not giving you a moment to adjust to his length. Gohan follows, placing his manhood into your mouth.

“A-Ahh… (Y/N) is so tight!”

“I knew you’d enjoy it. She is great, isn’t she?”

“Y-Yes…! I could spend all day in her…!”

“Let’s not get too far ahead of ourselves, you need to first focus on breeding.”

Trunks nods and begins to pick up the pace. You are taken over by pleasure as both men rapidly thrust inside of you. It was hard holding back your orgasm.

“Geez Gohan… She is already clenching down…”

“You are making her feel good but she’s greedy so she can’t hold herself back. In situations like this you’ll need to punish her. Try spanking her ass.”

Trunks is taken aback, but feels a darker desire to listen to what his master says, spanking you as punishment for being a whore. This makes you moan once more in both pain and pleasure. Trunks doesn’t think he can hold it in much longer. He decides to put what Gohan taught him to the test and begins to dirty talk to you.

“Are you about to cum? I know you are. Let’s cum together, okay?”

“Don’t forget, you need to make sure you cum inside of her. This is always what is most important.”

“O-Okay!”

Trunks then climaxes, unloading all of his cum into you. A few seconds later, both you and Gohan orgasm as well. You feel utterly exhausted, but in complete bliss as well. The two men enjoy themselves in your holes a bit longer before pulling out, letting the remaining bits of their cum stain your ass and face.

“You did a great job, Trunks.”

“Thank you so much!”

“I could get used to doing this with you. And I’m sure (Y/N) would as well, wouldn’t you?” Gohan says as he helps you back up.

You nod, being filled with excitement as to what the two would do to you again.

Everything went exactly as Gohan had planned.

[sweetheartsnips]

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

xReader one-shot chocolate box (sfw + nsfw)

Future Trunks - nsfw

Android 17 - sfw

Son Gohan - nsfw

Trunks (GT) - nsfw

Turles - nsfw

Granolah - sfw

Son Goku - nsfw

Zamasu - nsfw

Gotenks - nsfw

Goku Black - nsfw

Supreme Kai - sfw

Shallot - nsfw

Gamma 2 - sfw

Future Trunks (XV2) - nsfw (male reader)

Broly (Z) - nsfw

Son Gohan

Duality of Desire - nsfw

Vegeta

Pacify - nsfw (WIP)

Raditz

All Bark No Bite (fic version) - nsfw

Headcanons and drabbles

Saiyans x reader's first time - nsfw

Gamma 2 nsfw headcanons - nsfw

Random DBZ x GN reader first date - sfw

DBZ villains x fem reader nsfw headcanons - nsfw

All Bark No Bite - nsfw Raditzx fem reader

[karume-everything-else]

May I please request headcanons for Android 17, Trunks, and Gohan reacting to their girlfriend doing the Thriller dance while wearing the costume to match?

...some of them have got to join... I would die happy if shown an edit/animation of the Z-Fighters and Villians doing different dances tbh

"Why are dressed like that?"

"What are you doing?"

"Why is this video so weird?"

He is judging, but if it makes you happy he'll try to learn the dance and join you

No he won't admit that he's having fun

Every attempt to make him say it ends with "I'm just doing this for you, to make you happy."

Despite his monotone, he means it from the bottom of his heart

He's still judging you tho...

"Wait... is this...?"

Groans because he knows and is reluctant to join or admit he knows every step

Eventually gives in because "you just make it look fun"

He is refusing to look at you or anyone, blushing his face off, and mortified that Vegeta will walk in/show up at any moment

Avoids you for a couple days afterward because he is fULL OF SHAME

"Isn't this a little... goofy?" "As the kettle said to the pot huh?" "Nevermind..."

He really can't say anything without you pulling old videos of his days as The Great Saiyaman... and he knows it

But he would also join in if asked, he just doesn't know what type of monster he should dress as

If you're not careful you'll get Goku and Goten in here too, while Chi-Chi records

Proud is not even a remote feeling when he sees the finished product, but at least he had fun...

[fandomzwriterk]

Somebody I Used to Know

Duo’s: Gohan x Big Sister!Reader

Warnings: based on a fic I’m writing for my DBZ(S) OC named Haruka (she’s the eldest of the 3 Son siblings and has a tough relationship with Gohan and Goten after a certain arc in the story, so this is a part of a larger story but in this it’ll be told from your perspective)

There isn’t much to say when it came to the relationship between Y/n and Gohan after their father died at the hands of Cell some 15 years prior. Their father beat Buu alongside Vegeta, which was about 5 years ago from today, saving the world once more and making life peaceful once more. However, it was about a year ago the god of Destruction, Beerus, awoke from his yearly slumber and came to Earth to challenge an opponent in his dreams, which turned out to be Y/n and Gohan’s father, the mighty Saiyan raised on Earth named Goku.

“You are so stupid Vegeta! What is your problem?!” Bulma roared from inside the room

The night was cold as Y/n stood over the railing of Capsule Corps balcony, her father, Vegeta, Bulma, Beerus, and Whis all started to work on a plan together. Beside Y/n stood her good friend Trunks, at least the older one from the future of her timeline that she’d come to know very personally. Trunks parents were Vegeta and Bulma, but in their present time Trunks was about 10 or so, this version of him as old as Haruka herself.

“Still thinking about it?”

“Yeah. Hard to believe he’d even want to see me after all this time.”

Trunks just nodded, taking a sip from the glass of water he was holding as he sat against the very railing Y/n was leaning on.

“I’m sure he’d be glad to see you. At least you’re trying with Goten. I’m sure Gohan would love to know that you’re home now.”

“You don’t understand Trunks. This isn’t easy and the reason I left didn’t really leave me time to say goodbye.”

Y/n sighed, looking behind her to stare at her father through the glass, seeing his smile and laugh piss off Vegeta even more.

“You left because you didn’t want to burden everyone with what you were feeling, what you needed to do. You became stronger because of it and there’s nothing wrong with that.”

“I missed my brothers growing up. I missed my father coming back to life again. I missed my family… I missed every part of his life after I left. I know Gohan had to deal with everything alone, and I was supposed to be there for him and my mom. I even missed the birth of my niece!”

Y/n and Trunks sat in the silence, neither moving an inch as the wind picked up slightly and brushed leaves past them.

“Y/n you-“

“I know I don’t have the right to be upset, I made that choice and I have to live with it, even if it sucks to admit.”

“But you’re a god! You scare Beerus whenever you get mad and I’m sure that in of itself is a world saver. You stopped him from destroying the planet.”

Y/n sighed, that very day coming back to her mind. It had been a long and tiresome effort to get to godhood, handed to her by Zeno’s guardian himself along with the title of God of Peace and Creation as well. Her “coronation” had been short, her new duty was to her universe as its protector, an opposing equal force to God of Destruction Beerus and his brother Chappa. Admittedly, a half Saiyan-half human was the first among many other things, but Y/n had the power of cosmos’ in her hands whenever she chose to use it. Compared to Beerus, her power was far greater than his and could easily have been the one to overthrow lord Zeno himself.

“Maybe it’s best if I go back to my universe.” She spoke out loud

“That’s a stupid decision Y/n! How are we supposed to defeat Black now without you?”

Before Y/n could respond, the sound of footsteps could be heard below them on the path. Looking over the railing, Y/n noticed an older man with short black hair and glasses, a woman around his age carrying a small bundle in her arms. The one with glasses seemed to be looking for someone, the woman next to him seeming to soothe some sort of nervous ticks he was having.

“Go. I’ll be right inside.” Trunks added with a smile

Y/n felt a lump in her throat as she kept thinking to herself how much of a bad idea this was. She slowly went down a flight of stairs, walking slowly as she eventually reached the ground, the pair of adults in front of her with their backs facing her talking to each other. She took a deep breath, feeling the cold crisp air fill her lungs as she tried to not think of anything but the man in front of her.

“G-Gohan? Is that-“

Without skipping a beat, Gohan turned around and stared at Y/n, his eyes scanning over her then letting go of the woman next to him and taking a step forward.

“Y/n? Is that… really you? Are you really-“

“Yeah… it’s me little brother.” She answered

A tear fell from Gohan’s eye, his body shaking as he slowly pulled himself together before losing his mental sanity.

“You have no idea how long it’s been.”

“20 years… I know.”

Gohan sighed, wiping the tears away as he ushered the woman next to him to go inside. As soon as she went inside, something in Gohan’s eyes changed, startling Y/n as this was not a good sign for either her or Gohan.

“So after 20 years you finally come back?”

“I was afraid.”

“Of what? Your family? Your friends? Me?!”

A flicker of energy was felt coming off of Gohan, Y/n feeling the anger inside his heart start to rise.

“You promised you’d always be there… and yet you ran from everyone and hid for almost 18 years until Beerus came here.”

“I didn’t have a choice. Do you know how guilty I felt?”

“Of course I did! I was just as responsible for dad’s death at the Cell Games just as much as you were!”

“And yet when I lost everything… you expected me to stay and be strong when I couldn’t even handle looking in a mirror and wanting to disappear when you and mom cried for days after he died. I lost not just dad that day… I lost myself and I lost somebody that I cared about.”

Gohan rolled his eyes, crossing his arms as the energy slowly decreased.

“Of course this was about Trunks.”

Silence between them was loud, only the sound of crickets being heard as both siblings stared at each other.

“If Beerus hadn’t come here… would you have even consider coming back home to us?”

Y/n didn’t dare to answer that… it was the truth after all, Y/n had only come back due to Trunks reappearing in her timeline and universe once more and due to being the universes protector, it was her duty to find out why he was there. Had he not shown up, Y/n would be in her home universe watching from her godly cosmic prison millions of planets away.

“I…”

“I knew it. I was just an afterthought to you, all of us were. You’re a bad sister. I hope your home planet is lovely…. But don’t come crawling back to mine once your business here is done.”

“Yours? It’s just as much mine as it is yours.”

“It stopped being yours the day you left for 20 years.”

Y/n bit her tongue, holding back any rage she felt against Gohan and just turned to walk away.

“Fine. I’ll leave then, once I’m done with what’s needed of me, then you won’t have to see or hear from me ever again.”

Y/n took off, beginning to start to levitate above the ground before turning to look back at her brother.

“Goodbye Gohan.”

And then she was gone, flying at almost the speed of sound as her boost kicked up dirt and grass onto Gohan.

To be continued in the actual story of Haruka!!!

[loser-writings]

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Feel Free to Request a character you don't see here! I'm currently re-watching DBZ so new characters may be added at random

[coconutki]

Crocheting somethin for them

♡♥︎♡♥︎♡♥︎♡♥︎♡♥︎♡♥︎♡♥︎♡♥︎♡♥︎♡♥︎♡♥︎♡♥︎♡♥︎♡♥︎♡♥︎

I just had this genius idea pop up in my head randomly and it just seemed so darn cute

The them in question: denji, future gohan.

Don’t ask about the lineup lol there was more but I scratched the other ideas

♡

Denji

The thought crossed your mind after he saved you from a devil. It seemed like he was a nice boy after all, especially when he was getting attention from a woman he liked. You talked a couple times after the incident and you started to like him quite a bit so in your spare time you’d took up knitting and make a long maroon scarf with his name embroidered in small letters at the end. The finishing touch being the heart sitting next to it.

You were proud of your work, it took a while to learn but, it was fun. Plus it was cold..winters in Japan are no joke what happened to being a island gyal??

Next time the two of you came across one other he greeted you in a fond matter, which made your heart rate speed up exponentially. It was beating so fast if you got close enough you were sure he could see it.

“ Heyyy, so I wanted to give you something since you really saved my ass that one time. So umm-“

You whipped out a small package wrapped in festive wrapping paper and held it out to him. He switched between staring at you to staring at the gift in awe as of asking if he could open it now before he gently took it out of your hands.

“Thanks..”

The blonde said while his fingers fiddled with the white ribbon that was neatly tied at the center of the package before glancing at you, who watched his hands with a kind smile on your lips. You nod towards the gift as you speak.

“Yes, you can open it now denji.”

When the words left your mouth you heard the paper rip instantly, revealing some weeks worth of patience and perseverance. When finally you look at his face again and can’t help but giggle a bit at his reaction.

“Woahh.”

His mouth is nearly open stuck in a “😮 expression as he examined the scarf, grinning when he sees his name at the end. Butterflies swarm and flutter in your stomach at the sight.

“So like, you made this? For me?”

Brown eyes dart to you immediately which makes you nervous but when he smiles your way with those pointed but adorable teeth of his it melts everything away almost instantly.

“Of course! I wanted to thank you by making you somethin’ you could use..”

You muster up the courage to finish the thought running through your head.

“And by giving you something else.”

Before he could say anything in response you lean into him and peck him on the cheek leaving him and you stunned if we’re being fair. You weren’t expecting him to react so fast though..

It was supposed to be a ‘smooch and go’ but the instant your plush lips met his face the teens hand was instantly placed on the back of your head, as he guided you to his lips, prolonging the kiss.

With a soft pop the lip locking came to a end. Leaving you embarrassed like no other.

“Well..I gotta go! Hope your like your gift. Both of em!”

You pretty much sprint away from him after that like your life depended on it with a hammering heart in your chest.

“Now why’d he have to go and do all thatt!”

Gohan (future)

Although he’s usually out fighting and trying to protect what little is left in this timeline he somehow nearly always finds time to spend with you. Of course you love it since well…you love him, even if he doesn’t quite know it yet.

Since he works so hard to protect you, trunks and bulma + anyone that’s still alive, it only made sense you did something in return. To show gratitude if nothing else. You also planned on telling him about your feelings forreal this time; after you had a full blown conversation with yourself about it in the mirror about it of course.

“y/n you got it all figured out! when no one’s around you’ll tell him..”

“Tell me what?”

Instantly, your shoulders tense and you spin around to face the man that invaded your inner thoughts, who leaned on the doorframe locking eyes with you with a worried expression.

“Y/n? Is something wrong?”

The black haired male questions walking towards you a bit, at which you smile a bit at, he seemed so worried and it was cute..heartwarming in fact.

“No, no, I’m fine it’s just that ummm…actually never mind!”

Unable to face him any longer without exploding into bits you turn back around even though it was to no avail since he could clearly see the face you were making in the mirror, already knowing it was only gonna make the worried expression on his face even more intense. He tries walking closer to you again, this time not stopping until he’s right behind you, scanning over your features from over your shoulder.

“You sure? You know you can tell me anything..and I’ll always listen.”

He nearly pleads with furrowed brows.

“Yess, I just-“

You sigh and look down at the little box in the corner of the vanity before looking back at him and nervously smiling, holding a hand out in a gesture that silently asked him to give you his in return.

“I wanted to be a bit more prepared but here we are. I can promise it’s nothing to be so worried about though..I think?”

The half sayain’s silence beckoned you to continue.

“You know, you’ve done so much for me..and I care about you a lot. I’ve wanted to do all I can to support you as a friend so I’m sorry if this makes you uncomfortable or makes you think differently of me but, I think of you as more than a friend. You’re so kind, strong, caring and selfless..I- umm wanted to do something for you for once! I mean regardless of how you feel about me..“

You blurted everything out nearly all at once, barely stopping for a breath in between. Your checks felt hot if he couldn’t see it, your hands were clammy to be able to tell you were nervous. Couldn’t even hold eye contact with the man in front of you; who stared at you intently. Almost shamefully you eyes were glued to your legs.

“Y/n… I care about you too. And knowing this doesn’t make me uncomfortable. Not at all.”

He gives the hand he was holding a reassuring squeeze before letting go as he tries to catch your now watering eyes again.

“I feel the same way about you. Don’t feel like you have to repay me, I do everything I do for you because I want to because well, I like you. I love being around you.”

He smiles at you kindly, reaching to move a stray curl out of the way. The action and his words melts your heart into soup, you don’t hesitate to wrap your arms around his neck in a hug. He indulges and wraps his arm around your waist lifting you with ease twirling the both of you around before setting you back down with a bit of a chuckle escaping him. Arm still around your waist.

“You..really mean all of that?”

“Of course. I wouldn’t just say something like like now would I?”

He assures you, kissing your forehead lovingly.

“You’re right..and Oh! I almost forgot!”

You perk a bit which makes him confused as you quickly wiggle out of his hug and retrieve the box and present it to him.

“So it ain’t much but I hope you like it! And hope you don’t think it’s too odd..”

Gohan raises a brow and unties the ribbon to reveal a mini crochet version of himself, you and trunks.

“Be sure to give trunks his okay?”

You gently say, smiling sweetly at him; a tad bit embarrassed but proud of your hard work learning a new craft.

“What about yours?”

He asks, staring and softening at the miniature version of u with adoration (so tiny and cute lol)

You laugh and kiss his cheek and his ears start to turn red.

“I’m all yours.”

—__ ———-___——

Sorry if this is absolute cornball Lmaoo just rlly wanted to get rid of this.

[moonlunarmight]

Sleepy Girl & Artist Boy

5 hours late Moon was asleep in her bed with a book covering her face

Gohan returned to the dorm, he walked in quietly to see Moon sleeping. He looked at her, her hair was sprawled out all over the pillow, and she looked comfortable and peaceful in her sleep. He couldn't help but feel happiness and smile, her peaceful look and the knowledge that she was not afraid of him anymore made him happy.

He quietly put his backpack down by the door, and then took out a notepad and a pencil from his bag. He walked over to Moon, and ever so slowly and carefully, he began to draw a picture of her while she slept

Moon was snoring a soft tune

Gohan was focused on drawing, he was enjoying this time he had to himself to draw Moon in her sleep. He took great care to make sure the drawing was as perfect as he could make it. Once he was satisfied with his work, he took a step back, admiring the drawing of Moon in her sleep. He smiled at her, and wrote "Sleep well, Moon", on the empty page of his notepad. He put his notepad and pencil away, and sat down next to Moon, listening to her snore as he watched over her while she slept

Moon shines from the window onto them

Gohan looks over to the window, and notices the light of the sun hitting Moon's face, making it shine brighter than ever. He smiles at her, admiring the way the light shines on her face so much. He looks over at his drawing of her, and then looks back at Moon sleeping peacefully. He leans in closer, giving her a small and gentle kiss on her forehead, hoping she won't notice, or be startled by the gesture.

2 hours later

Gohan was sitting quietly next to Moon still, listening to her snore, the sounds of her soft and peaceful breathing was a calming noise for him, he liked being around her while she slept. He still admired the drawing of Moon on the notepad, and then a big idea came to him, an idea that he thought was crazy, but would surely impress Moon. He takes out his notepad and pencils again, and starts to draw another picture of Moon, but this time, he makes her look like an angel. Her hair flows, and her eyes look like a sparkling crystal. She looks beautiful.

After 3 hours

Gohan was still sitting next to Moon, listening to her peaceful sounds while she slept. He then looked at the picture he drew next to her of her in her angel form. He looked at it, and thought that it was very nice, and that Moon may like it. He carefully picks up the picture and lays it down on the bed next to Moon. He smiles and waits for her to wake up, so he can see how she reacts to the drawing of her that he made in her sleep.

It was 4 in the morning when Moon woke up

He heard Moon waking up, he sits up and looks at her, he smiles at her and nods "Good morning, Moon." He notices her looking at the drawing he made of her, and he waits anxiously to see what her response is going to be. He is a bit nervous about this drawing, because he put a lot of hard work into creating it, and if she reacts in an extremely negative way to it, then he's probably not going to want to ever give anyone a drawing he makes ever again, so he is pretty nervous about what she will say.

"Hm" That was all Moon said when she looks at the drawing before going into her suit case pulling out a picture frame and she puts the drawing inside of the picture frame

He smiles at Moon and looks at the picture frame, his heart fluttering

"So you like it then? Are you happy that I drew you?" he asks, looking up at her eagerly

He then pauses, and thinks about what he could say next for a moment... maybe he should try to make a joke "Oh! I see you already set it up in the picture frame, you could say that the drawing is 'a work of art'." He chuckles to himself, looking up at her expectantly again.

Moon tried not to laugh

Gohan notices her holding in her laughter, looking at her, feeling happy that she wants to hold it in, but he can tell that she finds his joke a bit funny "Well, I can tell you find that joke of mine funny... Why don't you let out that laugh you're holding back, I think it's a pretty good joke." He says with a smile

Moon had gulp down her laugh and her face went back to neutral

"Oh come on..." He says playfully "I've seen you laugh, I know that you're a fun person to be around."

"She's being too much right now.... She's still holding in her emotions, she needs to laugh or smile more.. Why don't I try to make her laugh?"

"Hm... do you know why Goku likes to fight so much?" He says playfully

"Why?"

"Because he finds the strength he has... super-ior to others." He says with a smile, he waits to see how you react to that joke of his

"Do you know why Trunks doesn't have much luck with girls?" He asks, he's enjoying this back and forth conversation they are having, and is finding it fun to be joking around with him

"why?" Moon asked again

"Because everytime he tries to talk to a girl, he gets shut down." He says with a smirk on his face "But you know what they say, every cloud has a silver lining. There's always a chance that you'll find that perfect person."

"(I am enjoying this, I like talking to her, she's definitely more fun than I originally thought.)" He has a bit of a chuckle to himself, while he looks at Moon, waiting to see if she'll respond to his jokes

"Corny jokes Gohan I like them though" Moon replied 

He's happy that he made her laugh at both of the jokes he told, and when she compliments his joke, it makes him feel even happier "Ahem! A lot more than corny, Miss Moon." He takes on a bit of a cocky look, but he's not serious and is just playing around "Corny jokes are a lost form of art, I am an artist, and a great one at that! There is no denying that my jokes are of the utmost quality, even though some may seem... Corny" He says playfully

"Ok Mr. Perfection" Moon said with slightly fun tone

He smiles at Moon, finding her slightly fun tone amusing

"Well... it's true I am Mr. Perfection." He says it in a sarcastic, but fun tone

"But let me ask you this... Do you know what Vegeta and a toilet are similar?" He says, looking at Moon, waiting for her to either figure it out or ask him what the answer to the joke is

"What?" Moon asked ready for another one of his corny jokes

"They're both full of crap... and they're both a pain in the butt." He says with a chuckle, looking at Moon with a smirk on his face, waiting for her to either laugh at his joke or to roll her eyes at it

"WTH Gohan" Moon actually laughed this time

"WTH? Now who's using corny expressions." He says with a small smirk on his face

"Well, it looks like she's laughing for real, and that's good, I like her when she's laughing, and I like her when she's smiling."

"Do you know why Vegeta and Piccolo are so alike?" He asks her, trying to get her to laugh again with another joke, wondering if it'll work this time.

"Why Gohan?" Moon asked finally feeling lest moody

"Well, Vegeta and Piccolo are both really 'stiff' in their hearts." He says with a cheeky smile, waiting for her to either laugh or tell him he's stupid

He is a bit confused by her not being as moody, and wondering if he should be happy for her because she's laughing, or if he should be a bit worried "It's good to see you laugh, and smile, Moon."

"Wow Gohan it's hard to tell if your a Artist" Moon laugh a little

Gohan smiles at her "Thank you, Miss Moon. It's nice to know that I made you laugh, and brought a smile to your face." He pauses for a moment, and then decides to try and talk a bit more serious "I, uh... I must apologize for earlier, when I first met you, I came off as a bit too... over-confident, let's put it that way. It's not common for me to do that, but I was just very curious about you. I didn't mean any harm, I hope you know that I didn't mean to offend you

"Oh ok"

A small awkward silence comes over between Gohan and Moon, but Gohan seems eager to fill it

"What... uh... what about you? Are you an artist, Miss Moon? You... remind me of someone in a sense." He says, a bit sheepishly

"Yeah I draw time to time" Moon says as she starts reading her book

He notices her reading her book, and looks at her for a few seconds before deciding to ask her about her book

"Hm.... A book that she's reading... I wonder if I should ask her about it? No I shouldn't, that would probably make her feel uncomfortable..."

He stays silent for a few moments, and then decides to ask her "Hey, uh... Moon, what book are you reading right now?" He says with a genuine look of curiosity on his face

Moon says nothing

Gohan sits next to Moon a bit confused

He feels as if he messed up, he should've known better than to ask her about the book she was reading... He should've been more considerate.

"Oh... Sorry, I shouldn't have asked... I just got a bit curious..." He looks down at the ground "Umm.. I'll... I'll be... over there..." He slowly gets up from next to her and walks a few steps away from her, trying to give her some alone time. He sits down, looking at the ground, slightly upset with himself.

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Gohan x GN! Human! Reader "Childhood friends and lost love"

Quick note, this was a request, and I been on a little break lol. I hope you find joy in this! Also, slight Future Trunks and you!

You and Gohan been friends for a while now. Since you two where babies. Your family always joked around that you and Gohan would get married someday. You never thought you would...

Not since she came along.

Videl, Videl, Videl, only nice things to say about her... She's Gohan's girlfriend. She's Mr. Satan's Daughter, and she's everything your not. You don't fight, your not as beautiful as her, your not as smart, as brave.. But, it's not like your single anyways. You and Future Trunks got something going on?

It's now year ???? and Gohan and Videl go married. And, you where just.. Stuck. That was, until you saw Trunks, Future Trunks, again.

You ran into future Trunks' arms, "Woo!" He and you laughed. Gohan stood there, watching you and Future Trunks talking, smiling, and laughing. Gohan's face became a frown. He should be happy. Hell, he was married, and here he was, frowning at the sight of you and Trunks. "Something wrong?" Piccolo snapped Gohan out of it. "No, I'm fine." You where too busy with Future Trunks to notice him. Gohan felt out of place. "Gohan." Piccolo puts his hand on Gohan's shoulder. "If you love her, you need to let her go." Gohan stares at Piccolo. He was right, he wasn't in no place to try and tell you how to live, not even how or who you dated.

Once Goku and Vegeta both came back, and told you that Trunks universe was destroyed, you clasped to your knees and sat there and cried. Gohan and Videl both get to your side, and held you as you cried. Damn it, she was even a good person while you where down...

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Lost Part Six | Vegeta x Reader |

part one | part two | part three | part four | part five

author's note: we're getting very close to the end, y'all! thank you so much for your support and patience 🩷

pairing: vegeta x fem!reader

warnings: canon typical violence, does not follow canon timeline of events

"Don't expect to see this ship again soon, if ever." You murmur while carefully holding baby Trunks as Bulma unhooks various computers from the ship.

She falters in her movements for a brief moment. "What are you planning on doing?"

"Finding my son."

"That much I figured." Bulma rolls her eyes and glances over her shoulder. "You're not coming back?"

"I will for the Androids; I've already promised as much to Goku."

"You don't…" The tired mother resumes her work, doing her best to stay on task before Vegeta shows up. "I wasn't asking you to leave."

"I know that. But it's best for everyone involved if I do, don't you think?"

"No, I don't."

"Why's that? Without me, you have your perfect little family." You look down at little Trunks, who is nearly fast asleep as he rests his little head on your chest. No doubt he finds your arms to be like a warm blanket, all thanks to your Saiyan trait of running like a furnace in August, and you can't help but think to yourself just how cute he is. "Vegeta can't find V without my help, so he won't be able to kill him. I've trained and powered up in ways I never imagined, much less my son's wildest dreams. I can conquer him myself, I know it."

"And what about Goku and his family, and all they've done for you?"

"I will never be able to repay what they've done for me. And they do deserve better, but time is of the essence and all I can promise is to ensure that Gohan will not be doomed to that future your son warned you of. In four years, I will return and make sure of it."

Bulma's quiet for a moment, and it isn't until the ship is about ready that she speaks again. "Thank you. And… I'm sorry for all you've lost."

"The only thing I have still is my hope that my son isn't on that list. I love my husband and I want nothing more than to have him and be the family we dreamed of being so long ago. But my time with Vegeta… It's passed." Tears sting in your eyes, and you turn away from the woman that's being handed the fruit of your dreams on a silver platter, though you still hold her son carefully. "He's not been very good to you, I know. But Vegeta can and will be a good father and husband for your family. He was for mine, in our short time as one."

"You don't have to do this." Bulma says softly.

"I do. Perhaps the karma of my race's sins is falling on me and my family." You sigh to yourself and hand away the sleepy baby to his mother's loving arms, noting to yourself that your husband has quite the habit of making the most adorable babies. "Saiyans… We are proud, and perhaps we shouldn't be. The things Vegeta and I did…" You shake your head. "We are truly hellbound, Bulma. And maybe with you… Vegeta can avoid that fate. You're a good woman, and the people here are good. Vegeta needs that, and my son needs me."

"Just bring him here." Bulma's eyes are sad, much to your surprise. She's truly a wonderful woman. "That way everyone can win."

"To do that would be to doom him to death and seal Vegeta's fate in hell. V's my baby, and he's waiting for me at our old training grounds, I'm sure. I need to go now; Vegeta won't be down much longer."

"... Alright." Bulma sighs and after a quick summary of how to fly the ship, she steps aside and slips a pair of headphones over Trunks' gentle little ears to protect them from the loud noises of the ship. "So… Why do you think he's at the old training grounds?"

"It's where he always wanted to be. He's a true, full-blooded Saiyan, after all. We couldn't train on the planet we made our new life on, and he was always so happy when we made the journey to one of the planets King Vegeta decided to keep for the royal family's benefit. That same planet was my husband's favorite as well."

If only my boys could meet… They'd be so close.

You adjust your white gloves, pulling them tightly onto your hands and flexing your fingers a bit. Your son will never see the power that resides beneath these palms coming, and the thought does put a bit of a smirk on your face. He may think he's powerful, but his mother surely isn't one to fool with. Turning to Bulma, you give a quick two-fingered salute before closing the hatch to the ship and settling into the captain's chair for takeoff.

With an oddly calm and quiet mind, you start up the ship and aim for the stars, the image of Vegeta's smile dancing behind your lids as you relax back into your chair. He used to smile all the time, and since finding him again, you're not sure if you've seen him smile once. Will he ever smile again? you wonder as you widen the gap between your hearts.

I hope you're ready, V. Mama's coming home with a helluva chip on her shoulder.

Panic and fear flood Vegeta's mind as his eyes open up. His skull burns with a particular throb at his temple, and his back isn't faring much better as it aches with a scorching pain that climbs his spine during the dizzy scramble to his feet. What in the hell did you do?! Why?

"That woman…" He seethes and falls to his knees as his head swims. You got him good, that's for sure. He's certainly concussed and he curses lowly as he buries his face in his hands to will the nausea away.

He damn sure meant it when he said he wasn't going to let go, and despite your best effort to sway him, you will. Not. Win.

A special scent catches his nose, and it's only now that he realizes you've left your replenished lady's favor in his palm. A smirk raises his lips as your natural smell eases away his nausea and pain, which you surely must not have intended. His victory is short-lived, however, and a snarl forms as he grits his teeth with a low growl. How dare you do this to him? To yourself??

Careful not to burn your favor, Vegeta bursts through the roof of the cabin in his powerful Super Saiyan form and rushes back to Capsule Corps with a scream so raw it destroys his throat and so loud it could likely break the barrier of space and time. You've gone and fucking done it now, and the next time he sees you (and he will see you again) he may not even hesitate to get his lick back and deliver a concussion of your own.

"I will find you, woman, and you better be fucking ready to dodge!"

His landing is rough, and his stomach turns as he touches down. If Bulma let you go, so help him he'll burst into a frenzy and her poor lab won't make it out alright—

Bulma.

There's no doubt in his mind— she's the one that revealed the Androids to you. You'd been living with Kakarot and his family for months and miraculously had no knowledge at all, and after the heiress of the Brief family fortune felt slighted she had to have told you everything! What a petty, vindictive, sore loser of a—

You did threaten to kill her.

His taste in women could not possibly be worse.

Pushing through his concussed fog, Vegeta stumbles into the house loudly and isn't exactly surprised to be met with his second son's mother holding a gun at him. A small part of his heart finds the humor in it, remembering her story of shooting at Kakarot fondly. In another lifetime and universe entirely, she'd be perfect for him.

But any world you exist in destroys the possibility.

"If you shoot me, all it's gonna do is wake the baby." Vegeta slurs, vision hazy as his body fails to fully recover from your assault. The number you did on his back is just as powerful as the crack you knocked against his skull, rendering him unable to even stand to his full height as he crashes against a wall.

"You bullshitting around will wake him too." Bulma hisses and drops the gun to her side, hurrying to kneel beside Vegeta as he slides to the floor.

"Being heavily concussed is not bullshitting." Vegeta slaps his palm to his face, your old handkerchief willing the sick-to-his-stomach feeling away once again— it does not, however, dissuade his rage. "Where's my wife?"

Bulma can't help the sting and the sinking feeling in her stomach; Vegeta had obviously made his choice, and though she knew the chances of really being chosen and wanted were incredibly slim… it's still painful to hear after all she's gone through with him.

"She's gone." Bulma mumbles as she examines the forming bruise on his temple.

Vegeta's eye twitches as his blood boils, the vein at his forehead bulging at her words. She let you go and he's lost you again.

I cannot accept this.

"Get me a ship." The prince seethes, trembling as he does his best to detain his wrath and desire for vengeance. Bulma's intentions were surely selfish, but reasonable all the same. He's a bad, horrible man that's only brought havoc among those around him, and so he might as well just keep on with the destruction until he's satisfied. "Now."

"You can't even stand, much less travel through space." Bulma hisses and pushes her knuckle harshly to his bruise, her point proven as his eyes cross and the room spins. "And she did this for a reason. The mother in me can't just let you fuck that up for her."

"What, like you're friends now?" Vegeta buries his nose into the handkerchief yet again, closing his eyes to still the world around him. "I find that incredibly hard to believe."

"She knocked you out cold to get the hell outta dodge, and you think I'm lying?" Bulma picks up her pistol from the carpet and tucks it into her waistband, the cool metal chilling her heated skin. "I'd never call us friends in this lifetime. But I do respect her, that's for sure. Maybe you should try that out?"

"How dare you." Vegeta huffs into your handkerchief. "You told her about the Androids, didn't you?"

"Damn right I did! Trunks came back to us for a reason, Vegeta! Do you wanna die to those bastards?" Bulma's eyes are fierce, her conviction planting her feet firmly to the floor and her fists curl tightly at her sides as she remembers the pain in her son's voice when he gave his terrible warning. "And don't try and feed me any bullshit that we'll win and it's nothing to worry about— YOU ALL FUCKING DIED!"

Even in his slurry, wrathful state he can see the worry behind the rage: the tears in her eyes are more than a dead giveaway. Ever since his son traveled back to deliver his warning, she's been fretful and more than a little clingy. She truly has such little faith in Vegeta and the others? Do they train for nothing in her eyes?

"I have survived more dangerous things than a couple of robots. We've been warned sufficiently, and by the time they're a threat to us we'll have three Super Saiyans."

"You had three Super Saiyans then too. Take this seriously, Vegeta! I can't beg you enough, I can't make you understand!" Bulma's thin frame trembles in the midst of her duress and her cheeks are flushed a bright red. It's now that Vegeta realizes the weight she's lost as she rubs at her temples, her cropped tank top pulling up slightly— her ribs are more visible than they once were.

Vegeta's jaw sets tightly. "I understand the situation, Bulma. But understand this: the boy will have very little if he doesn't have his mother."

Bulma falters for a moment, cutting her eyes to him with slightly parted lips; Vegeta never calls her by her name. He's still crumpled to the floor and the old lady's favor is pressed closely to his cheek— she can only assume it's some odd Saiyan thing. And for the first time out of several nights together, she truly gets the sense that they are parents and having adult discussions as them.

How terribly cruel is her fate of loving a man that's never been hers and never will be.

"That would only happen if I died, Vegeta."

"Dying on a battlefield isn't the only way to do so. You'll worry and stress yourself to the grave like this— I trust you to be a good mother. Trust me to be a father. I've already promised to amend my mistakes, haven't I?"

"Forgive me for not knowing if I can trust that." Bulma snaps at him, face reddened again at his lecture. Is he telling her how to be a parent?? The audacity of a man! "The thing about trust is that it has to be earned, y'know."

Vegeta gnashes his teeth together and looks away, the guilt of his past actions hitting like a shotgun blast to the chest as it bites his ass in this dreary long run. "What do you want me to do then??"

"Try being a dad, like you were before all of this happened? If you don't want to be with me-" Her breath hitches just a bit in her throat, but she still perseveres, proving to be braver than almost anybody Vegeta's ever known. "Then don't. I-I love you, but… It's not what I need the most. It's not what Trunks needs for a healthy childhood. To even have a childhood at all, he needs you around. Please, Vegeta… Please don't abandon him." She closes her eyes and turns her head in a failed attempt to hide the tears that fall, a shudder taking her entire body in very lightly chaotic loosening of her emotional lid. An heiress to the most fruitful fortune on Earth has never been more in need of a break.

With a deep inhale, Vegeta pushes himself up from the floor and, with the grace of mercy winning against his throbbing concussion, he pulls his son's mother into a close embrace. His hand at the back of her head, Vegeta tucks her face into the crook of his neck and closes his eyes at the feeling of her tears on his skin.

"To say I hold no love for you is a lie." His deep voice buzzes against the shell of her ear. "You cared for me when no one else has, and even at my most selfish I didn't take it for granted. You are special, Bulma. I will return to raise my son— Nothing in this galaxy will stop me."

She may end up the fool again, but the conviction in Vegeta's words is far too believable for her to deny. He'll come back and protect Trunks' future, and young Gohan's too. He's not the cruel man he was when he first came to Earth— and he hasn't been that man for a long time now.

"Now…" Vegeta murmurs into her ear. "Get me a ship."

The planet's as quiet as it's ever been, and it's unsettling. Only in his wildest dreams could he imagine the way his people trained here, getting stronger and preparing themselves for any battle or hostile takeover they launched. The Saiyans would surely have ruled the galaxy, had they been given the time to build a true dynasty. It would have been magnificent.

But instead, he lives his life in this desolate place, with no purpose or even another person that understands him in sight. His father's been long gone and his mother…

Is a complicated problem of his.

V's jaw ticks as his anger swells him into Super Saiyan yet again. His whole life has been a lie— it only took you well over ten years to admit it. And he gets the strange feeling that it was all due to an accident, and that you'd have never willingly let the truth come to light.

V's just come home from a training binge, and from the moment he touched down in his ship, the energy was… off. He sprints home, a tickle of fear and adrenaline rushing his heart as he nears the house he grew up in. Bursting through the door, the sound of your cries hits his sharply-tuned ears and his arms feel light and cold now as he fears the worst.

"Mom!" Your dutiful son follows the noise to your bedroom, dropping beside you hastily as he realizes your position on the floor. Clutching your heart, you're curled into yourself with tears streaming along your cheeks. He's never seen you cry before. "What's wrong?! Are you hurt?!"

"He's dead." Your voice is hoarse, a barely-there whisper as you tremble like a leaf.

"Who?" V gathers you carefully in his arms, holding you gently as you did him when he was a young boy. He's grown up quite a lot, gotten stronger and taller and he'll kill anyone that's hurt his mother like this. You're all he has to cherish.

"Vegeta." Your eyes are near-glassy, and surely you're delusional now. V himself isn't dead, and the only other person you could possibly be this sick over is…

His father, Vegeta the Fourth, that's been dead for almost twenty years now.

"What do you mean?" V mumbles. "My father died a long time ago."

"No…" Your nails dig into the flesh of your breast, your poor heart cracking and pulling apart as your blood sears your veins and pumps a horrible migraine that throbs at your temples worse than any concussion you've ever had.

There's no other possible answer: your soul itself is dying, and it's not entirely unfeasible that Vegeta didn't die. He was always a rebel type, so who was to say that he hadn't ignored the regrouping order sent out? Hell, you certainly ignored it yourself when you were informed by your father-in-law, the King himself, to come back home with his grandson to meet with King Cold.

"Mom, be serious now!" V frowns; you're out of your mind. "We need to get you to a doctor."

"He's dead, he's dead, he's dead…" Your broken voice chants and stars flood your vision as the image of your husband, particularly from the last day you saw him, settles at the forefront of your mind. This pain is a far cry from anything you've ever felt— the broken bones, bruises and even giving birth could never compare.

V lays you on your bed, covering you with your favorite blanket that's got a strange, orange and black striped animal printed on it. "I'm gonna get some help, okay? Stay here, Momma." His icy veins throb with panic as he scrambles to someone that can help— you've never been sick before, and until now he didn't even think mothers could be sick.

Your homey little planet is small, and you've never socialized all that much with your neighbors. Enough to be friendly and have an occasional dinner together, but never enough for you to let V have a sleepover or even some sort of field trip without you being close by. He doesn't know if this is typical of Saiyan mothers or if you're just different, but either way it's biting him in the ass now as he struggles to think of anyone who—

Your energy fades further and he's got no choice but to go knocking at every door he can until someone cares enough to hear him out. And it's the odd old lady a few houses down that answers his call, and he must have quite the look on his face for her to look so shocked.

"Vegeta, dear, what's wrong?"

"My mom- I-I don't- I think she's dying!" Tears fill V's dark eyes and without much preamble, he's scooping the old woman into his arms and flying back home as fast as he possibly can, his force unintentionally though uncaringly shattering the windows of all the neighbors that didn't open up to help him.

Dizzy, the elderly neighbor holds her head once V sets her down by your bedside. You clutch your heart still, crying and repeating yourself as if you've gone mad; and maybe you have, at this point.

"My father died when I was young, but she keeps saying he's just died." V explains as he takes your hand and prays to any deity that will listen to his plea.

"Hmm." She examines the mating scar on your neck, but it's more than enough to tell her what she needs to know. "You're Saiyans, yes?"

"We are." V mumbles. "How did you know?"

"I knew since the day your Momma brought you here." She murmurs to him. "You're a unique set of people."

"Well, do you know what's wrong with her??"

Her face is too grim for V's comfort. "She's telling the truth: her mate has died."

"Vegeta…" You whimper, a fresh slew of tears cascading your cheeks.

"That doesn't make any sense! He died years ago, when I was little!"

"She's dying of a broken heart. This behavior is like most species that can bond. You see how she holds her heart, hear how delirious she is? This is the risk of bonding, boy, and why many cultures outlawed the practice."

"So I have to let her die?! There's no way to save her?!"

"There isn't."

And then you recovered a few hours later, and just kept on lying and denying it all. Dad's alive. Mom's a liar. Or is Dad alive? He must be after all, if you're still breathing. And he knows you are; he reckons he would've felt something inside of him snap if he'd killed you all those months ago. A mother and son duo so close could never not feel such a tragic separation.

"I don't want to kill you, Mother." V mutters darkly as he stares a hole into the ground. "I just want the truth."

The hairs on the back of your neck stand as you approach your son's stomping grounds. It's been years since you last set foot here and all you hope for now is that you'll be able to leave it after this fight, with your son in tow and thoroughly reminded of his place.

Once you're out of the ship's hatch and your boots crunch on the hardened, reddish-brown clay surface, you're automatically searching for V's energy. Even with your zenkai boosts and the mastered Super Saiyan form in your back pocket, the sheer power he carries is still intimidating. You're not sure if you ever truly believed your son would be so naturally strong, even though you certainly hoped he could be. Your boy is likely what Frieza was so afraid of when he ruined your home planet to mere bits.

But despite his power, yours is nothing to scoff at. Rage motivates a Saiyan like crazy and lord only knows how pissed off you are now. You haven't struggled this much and come this far even with everything that stacked against you to die at the hands of your own son. He will not win as long as you have a say in things.

It takes but a moment to locate his energy, which is pinpointed right at the center of the field you two used to run miles and miles on during training. You always beat him in tests of speed, whereas his strength overtook yours gradually as he grew up into the incredibly strong young man he is now.

As you approach, the feeling of his energy increases. He's certainly been training on his own time, as always, and he's managed to make good progress all on his own. Watching your son take your techniques and guidance and morph it into his own power and tools made you a proud Saiyan as much as a proud mother; he's inherited Vegeta's battle prowess and your creativity and blended it into a Saiyan that would've been a legend among the rest.

They took everything from us, but instead he chooses to harm me.

"Have you come to tell the truth?"

V lands before you, tall and intimidating with eyes that are cold and guarded, when they once looked at you with love and trust that was endless. You've lost your only baby and this is what remains— your heart feels the weight of your desperation to beg him to just stop this madness.

But your rage swiftly nips that in the bud.

"It's all I've ever told you, V. I don't know what kind of fantasy you'd rather me spin, but I never told you stories as a child and I don't intend to pick up the habit now."

V shakes his head slowly, taking a slow, deep inhale through his nose before looking at you once more. "Maybe if you'd told me stories, I'd trust you right now."

Okay, ow.

"I found your father."

It's not a sentence V was prepared for you to say, obviously judged by the way his eyes widen and his fists lose their tight curl. "Really?"

And there's that boy I raised.

"I sure did. And he's none too happy to hear what you've done."

And then the incredulous look is lost, hardened up into something terrible and violent once again. "And I notice you came here alone. So either you're lying again, or Father isn't the guy you said he was."

"Vegeta certainly wanted to join me, make zero mistakes about that, child." You cross your arms and stare unflinchingly at V: you refuse to be afraid of something you made with all your love and hope. "But he wanted to kill you and I said not a chance in hell to that."

"He'd kill his only son, just like that?"

"V, baby…" You sigh to yourself. Do you break the news to him? Do you anger his uneasy heart more, ruin the visage of Vegeta you've painted for him throughout his life?

"I would've welcomed him to try." V sneers, taking a step closer to you and forcing you to tilt your head back even more to still see his face.

"It's in our blood to fight, but family is off the table for us, Prince." You remind him firmly of your positions, as the Royal Family that still lives beyond the bounds of the lost planet your husband's name originated from. "We aren't low-class Saiyans with no tact or notion of civility. I taught you this many years ago."

"Hard to tell what's true and what's not when it comes from you."

"And what reason would I have had to lie to you? You've never given me much of an answer on this."

"You'd have to tell me! I know you hid things but you won't just come out and say why! You almost died because my Father did!"

"Oh, not this again!" You turn away, perhaps foolishly taking your eyes off of your well-presumed opponent. "I don't know what happened that day, V. I truly believed in my heart that your father died when our planet was lost. It wasn't until I saw him with my own eyes that I realized that wasn't the case. What do you want me to say? I'm sorry? Because I definitely am. I'm sorry you grew up the way you did. I'm sorry your father wasn't in your life. If I knew there was even the slightest chance he was alive, I would've found him for your sake before even my own. But I didn't know he was alive. I can't change that, and I can't tell you anything other than this and call it the truth because this is the truth."

"No! You knew that day he was dead for real, and then brushed it off like what happened was normal! You felt it in your soul and almost died too. You can't tell me half of a truth and think it's acceptable! I'm not an idiot, and I'm done letting you treat me like one!"

A snarl curls at your lips. Here he goes again with this song and dance, insistent you knew something you didn't and taking the word of a delirious woman before taking the one of a very sane and present one. "And I'm tired of having this same conversation with you. Mind your mother, boy."

"My mother died four years ago, the day my father did." V's fist reels back and you're quick at the ready, meeting his force with your own and a shockwave ripping through the air and disturbing the ground beneath you.

V's quick for another punch, this time aimed at your stomach and it's almost too easy for you to block it and dive your elbow down on his arm, forcing him towards his knees long enough to take a solid jab of your knee to his face. He's unphased by the pain of the bloody nose, however, as a result of your training being so thorough. Pain alone can't stop him.

His superior strength proves itself as he grabs your ankle and flings you away as if you're a gnat buzzing around his face, your back making a crackling contact with the post of one of the training ground's obstacle courses, the solid tree trunk knocking the wind out of you upon impact. And just as you taught him, V capitalizes on his advantage and presses forward with a gut punch that lands this time.

Base form isn't enough to beat him, something you already knew. Powering up into Super Saiyan isn't new to your clashes with V, but now with its optimization he has far less opportunity to take you out, now that you've negged the energy drain. Your son can use Super Saiyan himself, but without a room of space and time, there's no possible way he could've mastered it entirely like you have.

Your golden glow that reflects off of his face reminds you briefly of the very first time you ascended to the legend. Your broken heart caused such a response, and you still feel it break further as you're forced to use such a power on the boy you birthed. He cannot see reason on his own or by words alone, and if being beaten into submission is the only way, then so be it.

He will know his place.

The stars are familiar as Vegeta presses the ship as fast as it can go, Bulma's words ringing out in the quietness of his mind.

"She said something about the old training grounds. The one you liked the most. Apparently the kid likes it too."

His heart jumps when the reddened clay of the planet comes into view. There's no mistaking it— this is where you are, and just as importantly, where his long lost son is. Despite his infractions and how he's lost his damn mind, Vegeta can hardly contain the bubbling feeling inside of him at the prospect of reuniting with the boy he lost the chance to raise. His heir is so close, for the first time in twenty years.

Hopefully you've got the situation handled— Vegeta's trip started a few hours after yours, thanks to the lack of senzu beans at Bulma's and Korin being a stingy thing. But he knows these stars well, knows the way to a home that doesn't exist anymore and his gift of navigation doesn't fail in an abyss so vast.

From the moment he breaks into the planet's atmosphere, he feels it. Your familiar energy amped up by Super Saiyan and another, incredibly strong energy keeping up a good pace. That's his boy, so strong and powerful? You've trained him so well, made him exactly what he was destined to be had Planet Vegeta lived on. And perhaps that's the root of V's downfall— he has all the training and yet none of the experience.

But he's aiming to kill, and you're not. And such is your downfall.

The hackles of your tail rise, and so does your son's. It's enough to warrant a pause in your battle, one that's gone on for so long you've lost track of time. Stamina was never a question though, never something meant to be an obstacle for Saiyan elites and it certainly isn't proving to be one now.

"Who the hell is that?" V mutters to himself as your heart battles between soaring and shrouding.

"Vegeta." You swallow thickly and feel a trickle of ice in your veins. How is he here, and—

Bulma. That pain in the ass!

Vegeta's out of the ship as soon as he can be, flying out and locating you both with ease.

"Father?" V's face briefly loses its rage and in what's left, you see the boy you raised. The one who could only dream of knowing his father, the one that would ask for stories of Prince Vegeta IV.

"That's right, son." Vegeta's eyes water. His boy, his son has grown into exactly how he'd envisioned; a spitting image of himself, and bitterly he realizes how much taller V is. How unfair for his son to take on his grandfather's genes, whereas Vegeta himself took after his own mother…

V's brief glimmer of starstruck doesn't last. His hands glow, gathering energy once more. "This doesn't concern you; my whole life never has." His growl loses a bit of punch as an unavoidable tear glides down his cheek. To finally meet his father…

"On the contrary," Vegeta quickly powers into Super Saiyan, quietly hoping it'll give him enough power to subdue his firstborn. "V, I think it's way past time I be a parent. Starting right now. Stand down and mind yourself, boy."

"Who are you to threaten me?!" V's temper flares again, this time sending a beam of deadly light at Vegeta. Vegeta's eyes narrow, brow creasing angrily at the attack, and with a flash he's dodged it and has V by the collar of his uniform.

"Your father. Me and your mother, mostly her, brought you into this world, and where your mother has her maternal instincts not to kill you…" Vegeta leans in closer to his son's face. "I will take you out of this world without another thought if you threaten my wife. One. More. Time."

"You don't have enough hatred." V spits out and knocks Vegeta's hand aside.

Anger flares up in your husband's eyes and his blood boils. Oh, the nerve of this child! He's as cocky as… Vegeta himself. He was always going to be this way. And Vegeta likely would've been proud, had your lives gone in the direction he planned.

"I've got a spare son to raise, so try me all you want, boy!" Vegeta releases V's shirt, backing up and crossing his arms over.

And that, right there, is the moment V's heart truly broke.

"You've got another kid??"

"He does." You mutter darkly, eyeing Vegeta with the eyes of a mother bear, daring him to lay a finger on your precious cub. "And he should've stayed on Earth with that child."

"I'll be back for Trunks, make no mistake. But if you think you'll cast me aside again, woman, you're wrong." Vegeta turns to you and is in your face now, angry and attractive and it burns you hotter than any sun to see him here and destroying the sacrifice you made.

"I left you behind for good reason." You hiss at him, mirroring his Super Saiyan glow. "You will not lay a hand on him."

Vegeta tips his fingers up beneath your chin, his lips a hair's breadth away. "If he minds himself, then you've got a deal, Princess."

"You should be training for the Androids."

"How about I will when you do?"

"Vegeta-"

"This running away thing is done. You will return to Earth with me, as my wife, and if the boy can carry himself as the man he should be, he'll be right there with us." Vegeta's fingers carefully grasp yours, holding your hand tightly as he turns to look at his son, satisfied as your hand curls with his.

"What will it be, boy?"

V's chest heaves and your aching heart cries to comfort him. His first experience that he'll remember of his father, and the asshole has shoved in his face he's got another son! You'd forgotten how cruel Vegeta's temper could be.

"Vegeta." You hiss sharply. "Do you really think this is how you should approach-"

A monstrous, angry roar deafens you and your husband. V's power swells and the glow of Super Saiyan bathes him, your entire little family now officially ascended to the legend. Hatred burns in V's eyes now, more prevalent and angry than ever as his increased speed gives him the chance to blindside you and Vegeta with a heavy tackle that makes your head rush.

Blinding light from his palms force you to cross your wrists over your face to shield your eyes, but its sudden disappearance sends your heart into freefall.

Opening your eyes reveals your husband and son in a brawl, their near-identical faces portraying a common ideal.

Fight to kill.

[carnal-lnstinct]

SCOURGE OF THE STARS ‧₊˚✩彡

DBZ HALLOWEEN REQUEST EVENT

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

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[sweetheartsnips]

Saiyans x Virgin Reader HCs

In honour of me being back on tumblr after like 6 years here are some short HCs for my fav Saiyans x virgin reader that I threw together while eating lunch. 

Not inherently explicit but 18+

A/N : you can probably expect more of this kinda stuff from me in between my more substantial stuff on ao3 from now on because I am possessed and have too many thoughts.

Goku 

Goku has quietly been waiting for you to bring up the topic for quite a while. He has tried to be subtle (but if Goku is anything it is definitely not subtle) with touches that linger a bit too long to innocent: squeezing your hips, thigh holding that goes a little too high, and eyes that wander over your body with that hungry look of his. Of course, he would be patient, just for you, and would wait until you were comfortable enough giving yourself to him in that way.

“Really? We can do that? Can we go and do it right now?”

Goku would get lost in the opportunity to show you how much he likes you in such a physical way. He works with his hands, after all. 

He would get so distracted– he would be so excited just for foreplay. Running his hands over your body greedily, going down on you like the himbo glutton he is. He would be so happy just like this, he would almost forget about the main event. 

A very vocal partner. Mostly just gibberish about how soft and wet you are, and how pretty you look. He would go all out to make you feel good (he has crazy stamina) and would make you scream at least a few times. 

Vegeta

Vegeta by nature is confident, dominant and has control of the entire situation. He wouldn’t ever tell you, but he has planned everything out to minimise any risk of disappointing you. He wants your first time to be perfect so as to not bruise your image of him. 

He is also quite possessive, and the thought that you are trusting him and him alone with this feeds his pride immensely. 

He is quite cocky, but also has the ability to please you to back it up. 

“I’m the only one that can give you this, let me take care of you.”

Would tease you for hours beforehand if you let him: it amuses him to see you squirm and beg. He can read your body like a map, exploiting all of your sensitive spots. 

“You’ve gone from so demure to so needy, I’ve ruined you already, haven’t I?” 

He wants you to think you’re lucky for having the opportunity to be intimate with a prince, but he actually feels grateful that you’re allowing him to be your first. 

Gohan

Gohan would be incredibly flustered when you ask him to be your first.

“Are you sure? I don’t want to disappoint you..”

Although ever humble, he is so flattered that you would choose him to take your virginity. He would take you on a date beforehand, give you oodles of affection and make sure the occasion is as comfortable and relaxing for you as possible.

Surprise! Once he is in bed with you he becomes a mess. Little whimpers and moans, his skin flushed but cool with sweat as he presses his body against you. 

“You feel so good…you look so perfect. Does that feel good, sweetheart?” 

Is entirely focused on you, and doesn’t draw things out for too long. He wants to please you, to be good for you. 

He watches your face closely, using your expressions and sounds as a guide, slowly becoming more and more sure of himself. Once he is sure you’re enjoying yourself, he finds it much easier to slip and lose himself in his own pleasure.

Gohan also gives the best aftercare ever.

Future Trunks

Trunks is a gentle lover, as gentle as they come. When you ask him to be your first, he would be over the moon, and excited to show his affection for you. 

“I promise I’ll make it good for you. We can do everything exactly as you want.”

Trunks would worship your body with caresses and kisses beforehand, taking things slowly to build your anticipation and show you how much he cares. His touch would be gentle, full of love and reverence. He doesn’t get the chance to show you often, between time travel and all. 

He would take you in missionary, cupping the side of your face and get lost in your pleasure-dazed eyes. As he senses your growing need, his touch will gradually become more firm and confident, feeding off of the way your body takes him. 

Trunks also moans pretty. 

“It’s like you were made for me…I’m so lucky.”

Afterwards, Trunks would hold you close, letting you rest against his muscly chest. Forehead kisses, savouring your smell. 

“Thank you for being mine.”

Broly (Super) 

Broly is initially confused.

“Your…first? First to do what?” 

When you sheepishly explain to him he goes as red as a tomato. It seems it would be his first time too. 

Your size differences would make things a little awkward to navigate first, but you end up being most comfortable underneath him, caged underneath his hulking body. He likes to have you like this: as if he is keeping you safe and shielding you from the world. Despite his imposing demeanour, he is a blushing mess– nervous and afraid of messing up.

Broly lets you take the lead a bit. He is very careful in foreplay, letting you guide him to ensure your safety and comfort. He is a little afraid of hurting you, and this is reflected in his timid actions, but he soon comes out of his shell with your reassurances.

He loves the taste of your skin, the warmth of your body. He is so touch-deprived that with each little brush of your skin against his he has to stifle a whine. 

Broly finds it difficult to find the right words to say, instead choosing to show you how much he enjoys you with his hands.

[frxnkendotmp4]

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そう君以外は他に無いやなんて 奴隷みたいな言葉を吐いた！"﹒﹒!

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I am an artist. I haven't made anything in a while, but my thought process remains artistic. I love to consume and think about different ways of making art. I write, sew, paint, draw andd dress myself up in a way that's artistic and expressive. Between my favorite artists, are; Niru Kaijistu, Citrus Fossil, Syudou, Hachiya Nanashi, x0o0x_, koronsuke koron (or harumatsu), Wooma, MARETU, Rita Lee, Chico Buarque, Djavan... The list could go on. 🙃

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I don't remember many of my interests, but I will talk and reblog about them here.

Misc info about me;

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I have three cats!!

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My psychological type is ; SX/SP459 IF(S) ESI FVEL R(L)[OA]N, my Jung animal archetype is the mice, and my archetype is The Creator.

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My favorite color is pink!

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[fandomzwriterk]

Please can you make part two of "Somebody that I used to know" for DBZ? PLEASE, and sorry if I'm writing this at 5:10 am😅😅

A/n: I gotchu fam never knew my OC lore would translate to a good X Reader fic🤣🤣🤣

Somebody I Used To Know pt 2

Duos: Big Sister!Reader x Gohan + Reader x Future!Trunks

Warnings: blood battle in future timeline + Gohan gets humbled by himself + Reader and Trunks are a thing + Reader is a “target”

The silence between Gohan and Y/n at the table was deafeningly loud, neither sibling acknowledging the other.

“Hey Y/n, can you come here and hold Pan for me really quick?” Videl asked the girl

“But I-“

Without any other word, Videl handed her daughter to Gohan’s sister. She then scurried off to join the other moms, Y/n’s and Bulma, outside for some wine and food. Pan, almost a couple months old, opened her eyes, seeing the woman she would come to know as her aunt. Y/n stared down at Pan, eyes locking as Pan reached up and grabbed onto a single finger and laughed. The noise made Gohan turn, eyes focusing on his daughter in his sister’s arms.

“Am I… doing this right?” Y/n asked looking at him

“I… here let me help.” Gohan answered getting up

Gohan lifted Pan with one hand, moving Y/n’s arm so they rested on each other, making a sort of armrest for baby Pan to lay on. There was something in Pan’s eyes that made Y/n soften her heart, something that she had hidden for so long already.

“I wonder how we’ll-“

“Woah.”

Y/n looked up, seeing Trunks, her father, and Vegeta walk back inside.

“You… you look like a mom Y/n.”

Gohan snapped his head back, staring at the time traveler as Trunks was staring at you. You stood up, feeling uneasy at Trunks statement, and handed Pan back to Gohan before walking past and hurrying outside and flying off.

“Wait Y/n I-“

Some time later…

Y/n had hidden herself back in the woods around her family home. The forest, it always felt safe to her, even in the dark.

“Hey Y/n.” A voice called

It was Gohan’s voice, that much she knew. She stayed quiet, walking past him under the cover of the trees.

“Can I please talk to you? I… I wanna apologize. I crossed a line… I’m sorry. I-“

“You more than crossed a line, you crossed the line and pretended it wasn’t ever there.” She answered as she came out from under the cover of the trees around, crossing her arms at her little brother

“I know and I was wrong. I shouldn’t have said those things… I wasn’t thinking clearly. You and Trunks just-“

“Showed up out of nowhere?”

“Y-yeah.”

Gohan walked towards a fallen tree, sitting on it as he stared out into space. Y/n followed behind, sitting next to him and staying silent.

“I saw Pan get attached to you and I knew that Videl was right.”

“In what sense?”

“That I’ve been a terrible brother. I gave you the cold shoulder after 20 years… 20 years I could’ve just put behind me, but I didn’t. I just-“

“I know… I hated it too. I hated the things I did after dad died… and I still hate myself for it.”

Both siblings stayed silent, looking up at the stars as the silence filled the void between them, no words needed to be said anymore. No apologies, not a single word needed to describe how they felt about each other now.

“You’re a little shit you know that?” Y/n joked

“I know. Glad you’re back sis.”

“Me too.”

Even more time later…

“I swear to god I will kill you myself! You’re gonna pay for what you’ve done here!”

“Try it little mortal and see where that gets you.”

Trunks, now back in his own time alongside Y/n, Vegeta, Goku, and Bulma, found Goku Black in the city and went on the attack. After taking a quick blow, Goku and Vegeta were quickly taken out as Black focused on Y/n and Zamasu focused on the dads.

“You insignificant-“

“Take this you son of a bitch!”

Y/n kicked Black’s chin, snapping his head back as Trunks went to use a ki blast. Black didn’t even change back yet, his rosé form still fully active.

“Now isn’t this… interesting.” Black laughed

Zamasu rushed Trunks, kicking him to the ground before Y/n could even stop him. She could see the evil look in Zamasu’s eyes, knowing that this same evil was inside someone else as well.

“Don’t you dare even try it!” Black half threatened, half laughed

Trunks, now pummeled into the cement, rolled over and stared at Y/n caged with both Goku Black and Zamasu on either side of her.

“Trunks run!”

“Vegeta wait!”

Vegeta, finally seeing the love and protection that Trunks and Y/n shared between each other, now risking his own life to save his son. Vegeta, now almost in front of Black, instead took down Zamasu while Goku followed close behind.

“Gotcha.”

Before anyone could move, Black grabbed Y/n in a headlock and started manically laughing.

“At long last… I’ve got what I’ve been waiting for all these years!”

Zamasu, now on the ground in a battle against Trunks once more, Goku and Vegeta hiding in the debris trying to speak to Beerus and Whis.

“No!”

Before Trunks could fly up, Zamasu grabbed his ankle and threw the boy into a building.

“You let me go you bastard!”

And just like that… Black and Y/n vanished into thin air, Zamasu following after beating Trunks into the ground a little bit more.

Many days later…

“Did you find her?” Gohan asked his father

“No luck. It’s like he’s somewhere none of us can reach.” Whis answered

“Damn it! I should’ve stopped her.”

“It’s not your fault Trunks. There’s nothing you or I could’ve done.”

Trunks just nodded at Gohan, guilt eating away at him on the inside. He promised himself he wasn’t ever going to let Y/n get hurt or lost her ever again.

“I’m gonna go get her back.”

To be continued?????

[akaridream]

fighting time (future trunks x reader)

tags: future trunks x reader, xenoverse 2 trunks, gender neutral reader, Time Patroller reader warnings: none; SFW

The hill overlooking Raditz’s pod crater was one of your favorite places to watch the sunset. The colors blended together like an expertly crafted painting, light brush strokes of clouds sweeping over the gradient of the sky. A rippling bubble of purple energy glowed behind you, waiting for you and your trusty partner Trunks to step through once more and return to Conton City. Work beckoned you, but the two of you lingered after another battle together, admiring the simple beauty of the sky in silence.

Working with Trunks had been nothing but a privilege. Your natural strength as a fighter earned you recognition from the Supreme Kai of Time and you rose through the ranks with ease despite your relative lack of experience. After seeing your fighting prowess first hand on a special mission, Trunks hand-selected you for more and more missions by his side. Flattered and crushing on the Time Patrol’s finest fighter, you obliged.

Trunks’ focused nature called for a light-hearted energy like yours to balance it. He admired your ability to turn on your serious face when the situation called for it while still maintaining an attitude of fun. It reminded him of times early in his life, long before his home timeline turned tragic. He and Gohan had played together like that, calling it training and pretending to be as strong as their fathers. But it wasn’t just your fun-loving demeanor that he liked. Your sparkling eyes, how they glowered in battle, how your hair always seemed to frame your features perfectly, how your skin seemed to glow in the sunlight… Trunks was smitten. And terribly conflicted. As he watched the sunset reflect off your stunning profile, his heart grew heavy.

Remember, Chronoa had told him. You cannot fall in love with your parter! It’ll only make things messy. Mortals and their emotions, sheesh!

But falling for you hadn’t been a choice. It had been a knockout punch.

He recalled the mission where you both had fought alongside Future Gohan, knowing he was about to meet his untimely demise at the hands of the androids. Desperate to stop his horrific fate, Trunks begged Gohan not to go. Hands shaking, you held Trunks back as he fought. You rested your cheek against his back, silent tears streaking down your face.

“Gohan!” he had cried out, sinking to his knees and watching his friend’s aura disappear into the distance. As he sobbed, your grip turned from restraint to comfort. You squeezed his arms, softly chanting, “I’m so sorry,” over and over. He turned to you and buried himself in your neck. More silent tears fell as you looked up to the sky, gently stroking his hair.

“Why?” he whimpered. “Why does it have to be like this?”

“I wish I knew, Trunks. It just does,” you whispered, knowing your words brought little comfort.

“It’s so unfair,” he said. “He shouldn’t have to suffer because I was so weak.”

With that, you pulled back so you could look him in the eyes, red and puffy with tears.

“Trunks, that is not it. You know better than anyone that time waits for no one. You can’t change that. And didn’t you hear how proud he was of you? That you grew up so strong?”

He sniffled and nodded as you held his face in your hands. “This is just how it has to be,” you continued. “I wish I could let you go after him and destroy those damned androids and make everything right, but you know we can’t do that. We have to keep going, Trunks. It’s for the entire universe.”

In your eyes, he saw strength, and in your voice, he heard truth. The pain he carried was heavy, but your comfort and friendship lightened the load. In his weakest moment, it was you who held him up, spoke the words he needed to hear and dragged him forward. After that, he knew he would never meet anymore more beautiful than you. You had his entire heart.

And so he stood, marveling at you, having fought alongside you once again. His hands began to tremble as he called your name. You turned to look at him, a soft smile painting your face with extraordinary beauty.

“You ready to head back?” you asked.

He swallowed hard. “Actually, there’s something I wanna talk to you about.”

You turned to him and took a step closer. “Sure, anything.”

His heart began to race like he’d run a mile. “It’s about… Well, I’ve been thinking a lot lately and…”

You chuckled. “Spit it out, silly. We need to get back soon.”

His eyes locked onto yours and he stuffed his shaking hands in his coat pockets. “I think… It’s time I find a new partner.”

Your eyes grew wide. “Wha- I mean, why?” you asked, pain in your voice.

He sighed and looked away, too ashamed to see your shattered expression.

“If you think there’s someone better, just say so,” you said.

Trunks shook his head. “No, it’s not that. Really, I just… It’s hard for me to… I don’t really know how-”

“Just tell me the truth, Trunks.”

He clenched his fists tightly. “Chronoa told me specifically not to, but I just-”

“She told you not to tell me the truth?”

“No, not that! It’s just a conflict of interest-”

“What is going on, Trunks?”

“I’m in love with you!” Trunks sputtered. “And the Supreme Kai of Time told me not to fall in love with my partner because it would just make things messy but I couldn’t not because you’re amazing and- And I’ve been crazy about you for such a long time now, but I don’t think I can keep working with someone I care about so much because-”

“Trunks, it’s okay! I-”

“Sometimes I get so distracted because I just can’t take my eyes off you, and obviously that’s not good in fights so-”

“Trunks, listen!”

“I can’t let myself get hurt because I can’t focus but I don’t want to not work with you anymore because you’re so great and-”

In his rambling, Trunks hadn’t noticed you stepping in closer and closer. You grabbed him by the collar of his coat and silenced him by crashing your lips against his. A startled noise left him before he melted into you, reciprocating by holding your jaw with both hands. He kissed you madly with months of pent up passion and admiration. You relaxed into the bliss with a sigh and a giggle.

“Thought that might shut you up,” you whispered into his lips, then kissed them again.

“You- You have feelings for me too then?” he asked, his cerulean eyes searching yours.

“Of course I do,” you said with a wide smile. “Since before we even started working together. Thought you were the hottest guy in Conton City.”

Trunks chuckled and blushed. “Geez, I don’t know about that.”

You laughed and raked your fingers through his hair, pushing it away from his handsome face. “It’s a pretty easy choice. I have a thing for purple hair and blue eyes, you know.”

He put his arms around your waist and gazed lovingly into your eyes. “You’re amazing.”

“You are too, Trunks.” You gave him a soft peck. “And we’ll go talk to the Supreme Kai about things, okay?”

He nodded and captured your perfect lips in another burning kiss. “You may just be the best partner of all time.”

“Of all time? Wow, that’s quite a statement, coming from you.”

“I’ve been all over the timeline, over and over again, but I’ve never met anyone as incredible as you.”

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Hey man, I've been meaning to put this on my request rules but I don't write the main antagonists from DBZ. My character list that I write for includes Goku, Vegeta, Future Trunks, Piccolo, Bulma, Chichi, Android 17, Android 18, Android 16, Krillin, Yamcha, Launch, Tien, and Gohan. Thank you for the request!