#piccolet

[obiwanskenobi]

Missing them

[amartbee]

Piccolo and Janet continue their date but Piccolo can’t run away from the God status….

[vicquartz]

I have a soft spot for this ship,,, they are just so cute. He deserves some love too

[infinimin2]

Here!! Have more fanfic of these two dorks! *throws it at the wall*

@amartbee ‘s fanart of them drives me

I am so tired

[springofdrownedmillenial]

If he doesn't engulf your entire head with his mouth, is he even that into you?

[wishing-on-dragons]

Character Navigation:

This is (mostly) in alphabetical order aside from my personal top faves which I put at the top for easier access for myself. (also this is not necessarily a comprehensive list and is likely to be updated as I watch more of the series)

Faves:

Piccolo

Vegeta

Gohan

Future Trunks

Shin (Supreme Kai)

Zamasu

List in Alphabetical Order:

Android 16

Android 17

Android 18

Android 19

Android 21

Babidi

Bardock

Beerus

Borgos

Bulma

Bulla

Broly (DBS)

Broly (DBZ)

Burter

Cabba

Captain Ginyu

Caulifla

Cell

Champa

Cheelai

Chi-Chi

Chiaotzu

Cooler

Dabura

Dende

Dr. Hedo

Dr. Gero

Emperor Pilaf

Fasha

Frieza

Future Gohan

Future Mai

Gamma 1

Gamma 2

Gine

Gogeta

Gogeta (SS4)

Goku

Goku Black

Goten

Gotenks

Grandpa Gohan

Guldo

Hit

Janet

Jeice

Kale

Kami

Kibito

Kibito Kai

King Kai

King Piccolo

King Vegeta

Krillin

Launch

Mai

Majin Buu

Master Roshi

Nail

Nappa

Oolong

Pan

Puar

Raditz

Recoome

Shenron

Shugesh

Tao Pai Pai

Tarble

Tien Shinhan

Tora

Trunks

Uub

Vados

Vegito

Videl

Yajirobe

Yamcha

Zarbon

Ships:

Gochi

Vegebul

Hanvi

K18

Radunch

Brolai

Piccolet

Bardine

Truten

Uubpan

[yashika1984]

She wants to order - Piccolo x Janet Edition

[h4r3-h4r3]

Hit 200 followers on twitter. I had to draw something cheeky for it. (pun intended)

[fishcrackerz]

I DONT KNOW HOW TO USE TUMBLR HELP

Anyways there's currently two people carrying the Piccolet ship on their backs (and I'm grateful to y'all two, i deadass don't know how to tag people but u know who u are)

So here's my addition to the ship

Yes it's this meme and yes i can't draw AND YES I DON'T DRAW PEOPLE OFTEN PLEASE FORGIVE ME

First time and probably last time i post here

[2darklymelanatedstories]

To hear her sing (ft PiccoloxJanet)

Piccolo was well acquainted with the halls of Pan's school so it wasn't long before he found himself at Janet's classroom.

He was about to knock when he ears picked up on the music playing on the other side of the door mixed with the sweet melody of her voice.

She sang beautifully. Among many of her great attributes singing was added to the list of what he admired about her.

He found himself standing on the outside of the classroom with his ear close to the door.

His heart fluttered as the thoughts of her singing to him came to mind. Him with his head on her lap while she sang to him. He could listen to her sing for ours.

Before he knew it his ear was pressed against the door. Thats when heard the click of the door before it opened and he almost tumbled onto the teacher.

"Uh..." He was lost for words. He had just been listening at her door like a creep.

"Piccolo? What are you doing here?"

He had forgotten about his mission as to go and fetch Pan's back pack she left while she waited for him.

He cleared his throat. "I have cone to retrieve Pan's backpack." Was all he could muster.

"Oh." She moved aside for him to enter. "I'll go get it."

Piccolo stood in the classroom, his ears picked up on the music coming from her phone. Noticing how she found herself singing again at the chorus without realising.

She immediately stopped singing and blushed when she saw Piccolo staring at her.

"Um. Here's her backpack."

She hand it over to him, still not being able to shake the heat from her cheeks, not that he could see with her dark complexion.

He soon found himself smiling warmly at her, slinging the backpack onto his shoulder. Watching her flustered expression as she watched the smile on his face. He turned and waved goodbye as he headed to the door.

His footsteps came to a halt as he glanced over his shoulder.

"You have a beautiful voice by the way."

"Thank you." He heard her say softly.

He didn't know where the sudden boldness came from when he suddenly said that came out of his mouth. "I hope to be hearing more of it."

And with that he left, leaving a flustered Ms.Janet.

Later on, discovering that she and some students would be performing in the school choir.

Believe him when he said he would do anything to hear her sing again.

[bicokun]

Piccolet (Piccolo x Janet) ship from Dragonball Super. Random pairing, but also a very cute idea. Liked the thought of Janet having to be aggressive at first even though she’s probably not naturally like that, so she’s secretly freaking out as she tries a cool kabedon.

[plasticclipboard]

Piccolo and Janet kids!!

Nutmeg and Xylo, Xylo was birthed from Piccolo and Mutmeg fell from the sky one day near the house.

Xylo shorter than Piccolo but def 7ft

Nutmeg is human but I imagine lethal like Ty-lee

Nutmeg's gi is suppose to resemble namekian skin (homage to her father and his teachings, kinda hard to tell I know)

Xylo's gi (and wardrobe overall) leans much more fashionable than typical namekian garb. One look and you know he was raised on earth

[amartbee]

Thinking of them

[vicquartz]

"The teacher and Piccolo kiss just like mommy and daddy"

[infinimin2]

Me: “Who wants more Piccolet fanfic?”

The internet: “NO ONE”

Me: “Well too bad!!

(This takes place before “Super Hero”)

“Okay okay. We’ve got flour and sugar.” Videl said, checking off the ingredients in her kitchen as Janet pulled out the mixer. “Eggs, salt, butter, baking powder and vanilla. We just need…” She looked around the counter for the final key.

“Chocolate!” Pan exclaimed, holding up a bag of chocolate chips as high as she could.

“Oh! Thank you, little chef.” She smiled and took the bag, patting her daughter on the head.

The three year old giggled, her cute cheeks turning a bright pink.

“Do you think you could get us a second bowl for the dry ingredients?” Janet asked Pan, attaching a flat beater to the mixer.

“Sure! But-hup!” She said as she grabbed a large glass bowl and picked it up despite dwarfing her little arms. “Why do we have to separate them?”

“So the cookies don’t turn out flat, sweetie.” Videl replied, taking the bowl and placing it on the counter. “We want them soft and fluffy for Xiu-ying, right?”

Suddenly, the front door swung open, Gohan rushing inside with panicked movement, his arms swinging up and down and feet sliding on the floor before he slammed the door shut.

“Tell him I’m not here!” He exclaimed before bolting to the next room.

The girls looked at each other, confused, before Videl turned to where her husband ran off to.

“Tell who?!”

The door opened again, but a little gentler, as Piccolo stormed in, brows furrowed in anger. “I have super hearing, Gohan! Hiding your ki won’t save you!”

“Hi Piccolo!” Pan smiled, waving to the green man.

He stopped in the middle of the living room and turned to the three, eyes widened. “Oh! H-hello, girls.” He slightly waved, embarrassed he didn’t notice them and a small blush formed on his cheeks.

“What are you chasing my husband for?” Videl demanded to know, hands on her hips.

The warrior’s face returned to its rageful scowl. “That idiot gave me the most ridiculous thing!” He proclaimed, pulling a phone from his sash by the top with two fingers. “See!” He showed the device’s case, which was a purple peneko with a tie.

“Seriously?” Videl raised a brow, unimpressed by his reasoning, as Pan giggled.

“Aw! It’s so cute!” Janet cooed, hands cupping both cheeks.

“I-I don’t do cute!” Piccolo exclaimed, cheeks darkening.

“Yes you do! You’re abora-” Pan said before pausing. “Adori-adar-mm!” She groaned and looked up at Janet expectantly.

The teacher responded by whispering, “Adorable.”

“Adorable!” She repeated, her eyes poking above the counter as she stood on a little stool.

The Namekian pouted, his shoulders bunching up and eyes glaring at a wall, as Videl giggled.

“But hey, it’s a nice case.” Janet told him, leaning on the counter as Pan looked at the fresh bag of flour. “And honestly, it reminds me of you. Your favorite color is purple right?”

“Favorite color…?” Piccolo repeated, thinking about it. He never really focused on the colors of things, but he did have a preference for the color, he supposed. “I guess…?”

“You don't sound sure.” She noticed.

“Well…I don’t really bother with having opinions about those kinds of things.” He said, walking up to the counter from the other side.

“What? That’s silly. Everyone has a favorite color.” She stated, growing intrigued by this mysterious green man.

But Piccolo grew uncomfortable with the attention she gave and quickly tried to change the subject. “W-what are you doing anyways? What’s all this?” He gestured to the ingredients and supplies.

“Pan’s friend Xiu-ying got sick so she asked if we could bake cookies for the girl.” Videl explained before pouring the sugar into the first bowl.

“And Miss Janet makes the best ones!” The three year old added as her little hands grabbed the flour.

The preschool teacher giggled in turn. “Oh you’re too sweet! But I’m not-ah-Pan, no, let me open the-” She reached for the girl, who was trying to tear the bag open like a chip bag.

Suddenly, a cloud of flour exploded from the bag, filling the kitchen with white powder.

Piccolo flinched back, raising an arm to shield his face as the girls coughed and waved their hands at the cloud. His eyes widened, seeing them covered in flour, almost looking like ghosts.

“Oh…I’m sorry.” Pan lowered her head, ashamed by the mess she made.

“I-it’s okay, sweetie.” Videl reassured her daughter before quickly grabbing a rag.

Suddenly, a small chuckle escaped Piccolo’s lips, but he quickly shut them closed.

The girls stared at him, flabbergasted, before Janet giggled as well. Her light laughter grew, the others too surprised by his weird laugh that somehow used every vowel in the alphabet. But she found it cute.

“Hahaha! Hey, baking is a messy process! Hehe.” She said before raising a hand and using her thumb to wipe a smidge of flour off his brow he didn’t know was there.

Somehow, the gentle touch ignited the nerves on his skin and his eyes widened, so very unfamiliar with the feeling.

“There you go.” The woman smiled, bottom of her eyes crinkling.

The hardened warrior felt something in his chest bump like a suckerpunch against his ribcage, his tongue suddenly feeling a hundred times heavier.

Videl and Pan stared at the two individuals, gobsmacked, before Gohan appeared in the room.

“What happened to you guys?” He asked, startling the four.

Piccolo’s brows shot up before he glared at the half-saiyan. “You!”

“Oh ssssssugar!” He exclaimed and quickly ran toward the back door, the Namekian following him.

[ryunchanstuffsblog]

Hand-picket himself

*dies from cute

Piccolo heard from Pan that it's common to give apples to their favorite teachers…Janet comes to mind…and so it begins… 🍎🐌

He just straining to keep his composure himself but at the same time looks intimidating. I mean, he surely hopes she like his gift!? it’s the biggest and juiciest apple he could find!

*press keep reading to watch their interaction!*

Janet: she takes the apple from him Mmmh l-looks delicious!

Piccolo: *he brings his fist to his lip as he clears throat, a soft violet blush tinging his cheeks* Well I ahhh I only pick the best…

Janet: *She offers him a sweet smile* Ahhh Piccolo you’re too kind! No wonder little Pan is soo drawn to you.

Piccolo: Uhhh… he visibly gawked as he stared at her dumbly, captivated by the gentle smile that delicately adorned her beautiful visage

Janet: *she bashfully looks away due his penetrating gaze that causes a warmth to develop in her chest* Well, thank you again. I’ll surely enjoy this apple you handpicked for me.

And with that he brought more apples as he could and eventually brought a watermelon for whatever reason. He ain’t know though that only students gave apples to their teachers, but Janet didn’t mind lol he don’t realize he’s really flirting.