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moonlightpetalz6 · 7 months

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Always There

Character: Chichi

Reader: Female Reader

Warnings: Harsh language, Fluff laced with slight angst

Wc: 2,960

A/n: Hi I love Chichi so much so I wanted to make this fic about her! I hope you can enjoy it!

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The sound of an alarm filled your ears, causing you to let out a small groan as you slowly opened your eyes, grimacing at the bright rays of sun that filled the room of your small apartment. You reach over towards your nightstand to smack the off button before rubbing what sleep remained in your eyes. 'I guess I should start getting ready.' With a tired sigh, you sat up from the comfort of your bed, kicking the blankets off before heading towards your bathroom to start the day. After getting yourself ready and eating breakfast, the phone rang, causing you to stumble around the corner to answer.

"Hello, Y/L/N residence." You answered automatically. A familiar laugh sounded on the other end, causing a soft smile to grace your lips, eyes softening at the beautiful melody. "You sound like you just ran towards the phone, Y/n! How often have I told you that the call won't stop after just one ring?!" You just hummed, leaning your head against the doorframe. "What can I say, Chichi? I'm quick to act." You joked, a small laugh slipping past your lips. Chichi huffs on the other end. You can picture her form standing there, probably cleaning her hands with an apron as she shakes her head with a frown. "I swear I surround myself with impatient people!" She complains, causing your laugh to echo off the walls.

You and Chichi have been friends ever since you were children. The two of you had met during your first day of school when she had smacked a boy who had been picking on you for not having that big of a lunch. Since that day, you two were always seen with each other, your bond closer than anyone's. You were even her maid of honor for her marriage to Goku, that day being one of the happiest yet most painful days of your life.

"Anyways, I was calling to see if you could arrive three hours early for Goten's party! I'm a little behind on preparations, and the boys won't be home until the party starts!" Chichi spoke, her voice hopeful and bright, but after having known her for so many years, you can catch how tired she is. "Of course, I can head over there now if you'd like." You say, glancing at your watch. "Really?! You're my knight in shining armor, Y/n!" The woman cheers, causing a smile to form on your lips, accompanied by a slight blush. "I'll see you in thirty minutes." And with that, you hang up the phone, letting out a small sigh. "Once again, it's me to the rescue." You muttered while glancing at the picture frame by your front door.

The picture consisted of the married couple with you and Krillen next to them, all of you with bright smiles on your faces. You make sure to grab Goten's present, your keys, and anything else you need before putting on your shoes and exiting the small apartment. You hop onto your motorcycle and head towards your friend's home in the woods. 'How long have I been having to help Chichi out? Since their marriage? Or was it since Gohan's birth?' You shake your head at the thought, letting out a deep sigh. You held nothing against the Saiyan warrior, at least not anymore; you became terrific friends from the moment you met. However, there was one small problem. One that no one would ever know about so long as you lived. You loved Chichi. You don't know when those feelings of friendship blossomed into more, but you knew that it would never happen between the two of you as her heart became Goku's the moment they met.

Because of this, you couldn't help but hate him at first. You hated him always putting training and fighting before his wife and kids. You hated the days when Chichi would call you up or even show up to your place crying for her husband on the days he died from whatever danger there had been. You hated how his adorable sons had to grow up or go some of their lives without their dad. It drove you mad before, but now you see it as a regular occurrence. Chichi always told you that even though she had married an idiotic fool, she wouldn't take it back and always held such love in her eyes whenever she would talk about her husband. Because of this, you gave up on that hatred for Goku and focused on giving Chichi and the boys any support they needed.

Before you realize it, you're parking your bike in front of the small and quiet home. You turn your bike off, taking off your helmet with a satisfied sigh. “Y/n!!!” Chichi cheered, waving her hand as she ran from her home towards you. You look at her and smile, jumping off the bike and picking her up in your arms as you spin her around, causing her to laugh at your actions. "Haha! Y/n, it's so good to see you! It's been a while!" She laughed as you carefully put her down. "About three months since I've been here." You admitted while grabbing your things, following her into the home you had become all too familiar with. "So, where is everyone?" You ask, placing your things down while Chichi takes your jacket.

"Gohan is at home with Videl and Pan, Dad is out getting some last-minute things, and Goku took Goten to Bulma's so we can surprise him!" She said, making her way into the kitchen. You hum, nodding your head in response as you join her. "I see. No wonder you needed to call me in." You joked, causing Chichi to elbow you in the gut lightly. "Oh, cut it out, Y/n! You know you're always welcome to come over without having to help with anything!" She scoffs before the two of you get to work in the kitchen, finishing up some of the food. You listen as Chichi complains about how Goten is just like his father and neither of her kids ever wanted to study. This was the usual whenever you were around her. You just smiled, listening to every word, engraving it into your mind.

You loved how passionate Chichi got over her boys and how she only wanted excellent and prosperous lives for them all. "You're a good mother and wife, Chichi." The words slip out of your mouth before your brain can process them. Chichi stopped her rant and looked at you with that gorgeous smile you loved so much plastered across her face. "Haha! You think? Sometimes, I wonder if those boys think differently." She confessed, leaning against the counter while looking out in thought. You watched her silently, wanting to reach out and wrap your arms around her. Tell her she's perfect, strong, beautiful, intelligent, hard-working, but you know better. You know that if you were to do that, you would never be able to get over your love for her, so you remain strong, knowing that it's best for all of you. With a sigh, Chichi jumps up, smacking her cheeks with her hands, causing you to jump, looking at her surprised.

She shakes her head before smiling once again. "Enough of that! Come on, it's almost time!" She laughed, pulling you towards the living room, where the two of you set everything up. "Chichi! I'm back!" You heard her father call. "Hello Ox-King! It's been a while!" You greet the older man in the doorway, watching as a giant smile crosses his face. "Why if it isn't Y/n! It's been a while; come here, sweetheart!" He laughed, pulling you into a tight hug. You laughed lightly, hitting his chest. "Come now! You'll break my ribs if you hug me that tight!" You joked with both of you laughing. Chichi poked her head around the corner curiously before smiling.

"Oh good, you're back! Hurry, everyone will be here soon!" She rushed, pushing both of you further into the house. You roll your eyes at her. "Now look who's impatient." This, of course, earned you a smack to the head.

You watched as everyone started to show up for the party, each greeting you, wanting to catch up after not seeing you in months. You smile and greet everyone before your eyes land on Gohan arriving with his family. "Is that my little Pan?!?!" You cry out, causing the little girl to smile, holding her arms out as she squeals for you. “Y/n!” You scoop her up, nuzzling your nose into her cheek, causing her to laugh. Gohan looks at you and smiles. "It's so good to see you again, Y/n-san. Have you been well?" he asks, touching your shoulder. "I've been good, thank you. Work has been a little busy, though, so I haven't been able to see everyone lately." You confessed, body slumping in defeat. Gohan laughs, tossing his head back as he pats your shoulder. "I see! I see! That's such a relief!" He laughed, causing you to look at him curiously.

Gohan motioned for you to lean closer, which you did as he went and whispered into your ear. "Mom was worried that she did something to upset you, and that's why you hadn't been stopping by." Your eyes went wide at this as you looked at him in shock. "Mom cares about you, Y/n-san." He genuinely smiles as he ruffles your hair as if forgetting you are way older than him. "We all do!" With that, you smiled, nodding before walking back with him. Pan was rambling about something she did at school while you listened to her humming each time she said something that would require a response.

Soon, Goku and Goten arrived, causing Chichi to shush everyone quickly as she prepared to surprise her youngest son. The doors opened, and everyone yelled surprise at the young boy who stood there in utter shock. Goku laughed, asking if his son was shocked. You watched as Goten smiled, thanking everyone as the party started. You walked around talking to many people, enjoying catching up with those you had considered close friends. "Hey, Y/n!" You felt a tap on your shoulder, causing you to stop your conversation with Bulma. You looked to see Goku standing there with a piece of meat in his hand as he flashed his signature smile, giving you a small wave. "It's been a while! How's it been?!" He asked enthusiastically. You turned to Bulma, excusing yourself, to which she just smiled, nodding her head before walking away. "Hello, Goku! I see you're stuffing your face as usual!" You laugh, going and hitting him in the stomach. He laughs, scratching the back of his head shyly.

"I haven't seen you since I returned to earth. Has everything been okay? Do you have a boyfriend yet?" He teased, wiggling his eyebrows at you. This earned a glare as you held your first up vein popping on the side of your head. "Watch it or I'll beat you." You growled, causing the Saiyan to laugh as he apologized while smacking you on the shoulder. "I'm kidding! Kidding! It's just really good to see you! You should stop by more!" He laughed before taking a bite out of the meat in his hand. "And you need to stop dying on everyone!" You scolded, stepping on his foot and causing him to whine. This was the usual relationship between you and Goku. He would tease you with stupid words or pranks, and you would scold him while beating him up.

Goku scratches the back of his head, laughing nervously. "Oh, come on, Y/n, it's not like I do it on purpose." You felt your eye twitch as you crossed your arms, letting out a deep, frustrated sigh. "I understand that Goku, I do." You trailed off momentarily before looking up at him, eyes locking. "But you don't always have to be the world's hero. You can also be a hero for your family, ya know?" You sighed, defeated. Goku just smiled, his eyes filling with care and appreciation as he ruffled your hair like Gohan had done earlier. "You know me, Y/n, I can't help it." Before bending down to your height, he confessed, causing you to get irritated, but you knew it was so that he could whisper something to you.

"Thank you for caring for my family when I fail to Y/n. You've always been there for us, and I do appreciate it. So, whenever you need something, don't feel like you have to do it alone, okay? Just call one of us, and we'll be there!" He laughed. You just looked at him in awe, not expecting such words from Goku. From the moment you met the man, he was a complete idiot, and you told Chichi that when she first introduced the two of you. You shake that off and give a small smile. "Thank you, Goku." He smiled before running over to Vegeta, sitting away from everyone, looking annoyed.

As the party progressed, you sat away from everyone, tired of the day's activities. 'I should probably head back soon…Chichi seems busy, and I haven't been getting proper rest.' You thought while scanning over everyone. Eventually, your eyes land on Chichi, standing with her family, watching Goten go through his gifts with pure joy. You just stared at her, your chest and mind swirling with emotions before pinching the bridge of your nose and squeezing your eyes shut. 'Dammit…maybe I should try dating.' You mentally cursed a frown on your face.

This didn't go unnoticed as Chichi glanced over the crowd, her eyes landing on your tired form, taking in the frown on your face. She frowns at this, quietly excusing herself as she makes her way over to you.

"Y/n? Is everything okay?" Her sudden voice snapped you out of your thoughts as you looked at her internally, wincing as you took in her worried look. You pushed away all your thoughts and feelings as you looked at her, a soft smile replacing the frown on your face. "Hey! Everything's fine; I'm just a bit tired, is all." You hated not telling Chichi the truth, but you knew it was for the best. Chichi frowned at this as she leaned closer, her face inches from yours, causing a blush to appear as you avoided eye contact with her. "W-what is it? Do I have something on my face?" You asked nervously. Chichi doesn't say anything for a minute before she goes and flicks you in the middle of the forehead.

"Ouch! What was that for?!" You cried, rubbing the now irritated skin. "You need to take better care of yourself, Y/n! I swear, ever since we were kids, you never had a proper schedule or even a routine!" She scolded, pointing a finger at you. Surprised, you just looked at her as she went on a scolding spree, crossing her arms. "Honestly, how much longer am I going to have to take care of you?" She sighed, shaking her head. You soon smile as you go and wrap your arms around her shoulders, laughing as you poke one of her puffed-out cheeks. "Oh come on Chichi! I'm perfectly fine! Look, see?! My skin is as clear as day and my health couldn't improve!" You teased a sly smile on your face.

Chichi shot you an annoyed glance as she went and pinched your hand, causing you to whine as you tried to free yourself. "Hey! What was that for?!" You yelled lightly, pulling on her hair. "Ouch! Y/n, why you!" Before anyone could process what was happening a few feet away, you and Chichi were on the ground fighting with each other.

"Mom?! Y/n-san?!" Gohan yelled, surprised, not understanding what happened to cause this. Everyone watched in surprise while Goku laughed, walking towards the two women. "It's just like old times!" He cheered while separating the two of you, holding you both by the backs of your shirts. "She started it!" You both yelled, pointing at the other. Goku just laughed, rolling his eyes at the two. "Come on, girls! You two are too old to be fighting like that anymore." He laughed, causing everyone to go silent as a cold breeze passed, sending shivers throughout everyone's body.

You and Chichi looked at each other, faces blank as you nodded in agreement, causing the warrior to look between the two confused. "Eh? Did I say something wrong?" He questioned. You and Chichi just smiled before tackling Goku to the ground, earning a cry from him while everyone else laughed as they watched the two women tickle the Saiyan, who flailed around on the ground, begging for them to stop. You both just laughed, holding your stomachs in pain, tears in your eyes. You look over at Chichi, watching her beautiful smile fill your heart with pure bliss. You smile, a slight blush on your cheeks as you take her hand, causing her to look at you with a toothy grin as you help each other up.

'Chichi…even though we can't be anything more than friends in this lifetime.' You think as she pulls you towards everyone, her hand gripping your own with her delicate skin. She looks back at you, that excited glint of life in her eyes. "Come on Y/n I made sure to save you some cake!" She laughed as you smiled, running past her hand still in hers. "In that case let's hurry up!" You laughed, wanting to beat the Saiyan men to the last piece of cake that Chichi spent hours making.

'I'll always be with you…loving every second we spend together.'

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actuallysaiyan · 9 months

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Will you write for chi chi please? 🥺 Like fem reader showing her that women can have fun together too? Especially bc goku is often away and chi chi probably gets lonely

I decided to write just a little Drabble/imagine for this...

Chi-Chi hired you as a nanny. She had her hands full with both her sons and with her husband being away(she never really told you why or where he had gone), she knew she needed the help. You're cute and you make her laugh. She hasn't felt this good in years. Even her sons begin to notice the girlish blush and sweet little giggles from her. And yet, she feels guilty about it.

Until one night, you go into her room. You know she needs the relief. She's been on edge for so long that when you climb into bed with her, she doesn't push you away. It starts with sweet little kisses, then you slowly worship her body until she's shaking and begging for more.

After that, you and Chi-Chi spend your days together. Once Goten is old enough to mostly take care of himself, you and Chi-Chi like to take road trips. And when Goku comes back, he doesn't mind your company at all. In fact, it's in the bedroom that he enjoys it the most.

#bacon.writes #drabbles #short and sweet #chi-chi x reader #chichi x reader #dragon ball #dragon ball z

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moonywritez6 · 4 months

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Always There (Reupload)

Character: Chichi (Dragon Ball)

Reader: Female Reader

Warnings: Harsh language, Fluff laced with slight angst

Wc: 2,960

A/n: Hello my sweets! Unfortunately, I got locked out of my old blog account, so I had to make a new one! So, chances of you having seen this before are high as it's on my old account! (I am so sad about it honestly). But I am going through all my old accounts posts and reuploading them here! I hope you can still enjoy my works!

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'I'll always be with you…loving every second we spend together.'

#dragon ball #dbz #dragon ball x reader #dbz x reader #dbz chichi #dragon ball chichi #Chichi x reader #dragon ball fanfiction #x reader #female reader

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derkhue · 9 months

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goku 💪👊 dragon ball

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burnyourvillage1968 · 5 days

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Cook!Reader 1:

You're pretty laid back about most things, except for one - cooking. When it comes to your cooking, you become a bit crazy. Even if an alien tried to invade Earth, you'd be busy in the kitchen making food. If the city you're in was destroyed, you'd just walk away, leaving the fighting to your powerful friends. If someone dared to touch your ingredients, they'd be turned into sashimi for dinner. Buu once demanded food in your kitchen, but you told him it wasn't ready. He tried to sneak a bite, but you stopped him and made him sit in the corner. After a talk about patience, he saw all the sweets on the table and squealed with joy. Before satisfying his sweet tooth, he glanced at you for confirmation, receiving a nod as his cue. Unbeknownst to you, Buu had appointed himself as your kitchen protector, lingering outside in anticipation of treats after his loyal service.

You frequently rely on Goku and Vegeta to gather specific ingredients that are out of your reach. Chi-chi and Bulma don't mind you borrowing their partners, as they also benefit from the fruits of your labor since you always make sure to have extras for them.

Initially, Chi-Chi was wary of your motives towards her spouse, but eventually, the two of you became close friends who frequently swapped gifts. She would offer you fruits and vegetables from her garden, while you would gift her with jars of your homemade sauces and pickled vegetables.

You have a passion for preparing your meals in advance, particularly the sauces. In fact, you have crafted the most extraordinary sauce that complements almost any dish. However, it remains a closely guarded secret that you would protect with your life. A single taste of this sauce is enough to make someone devoted forever. People who have tried your sauce often propose marriage to you, but you have never been the type to settle down. Even Goku and Vegeta would have succumbed to its allure if their wives weren't present. Nevertheless, it doesn't mean they wouldn't eagerly beg for food in your kitchen whenever the chance arises.

Chi-Chi and you had a disagreement about your secret sauce. Both of you decided to give each other the silent treatment for seven weeks. During this time, Goku intervened and convinced his wife to reconcile with you (you were also ignoring Goku and he's suffering). Surprisingly, you were the first one to extend an olive branch by offering her one of your latest recipes, which, although not your special sauce, was still absolutely delightful. Bulma and Vegeta chose to stay out of the conflict, fearing they might lose their beloved cook, but secretly enjoying the drama.

Your passion for cooking is evident, yet you adopt a more critical stance towards healthcare. It's crucial to have a healthy relationship with food and an understanding of your body's needs. Regardless of race or the ability to fast for extended periods, everyone requires nutrients. Inquiring about the dietary needs of your alien friends, unless they are cannibals, is a considerate approach. Chi-Chi and Bulma value your thoughtfulness, ensuring their families enjoy a diverse diet. Meanwhile, Krillin reluctantly embarks on a diet when his wife takes an interest, which leaves him feeling apprehensive.

Often, you'd babysit for your friends, giving them a parenting break. Chi-Chi would remind you to ensure Gohan completes his homework, while Bulma would ask you to prevent Trunks from causing mischief. With promises made, you'd unveil the ultimate bribe: kid-friendly snacks. While Gohan diligently worked on his lessons, his favorite treats—fruit popsicles, grilled cheese, and chopped veggies—were always within reach. To keep Trunks entertained, you'd enlist his help in the kitchen with tasks like mixing, taste-testing, and muffin decorating. When you checked on Gohan, Trunks would watch the muffins bake, gazing intently at the oven's contents. Later, Gohan would join in the dinner preparations, taking a break from his studies. When the parents returned, dinner was already prepared and warm. The two boys enjoyed the praise from their parents about the meal. You playfully interacted with the kids, causing Gohan to feel embarrassed and seek refuge by his parents due to his shyness. On the other hand, Trunks simply melted under your headpats.

You always carry a set of knives with you, each serving a different purpose. These knives are very dear to you, and you would get extremely angry if anyone damages them. While knives can be used for fighting or self-defense, you only use them for cooking. You would rather be stabbed in an alley than see your knives stained with someone's blood. Whenever you need help, you call out the name of one of your Saiyan friends, and they come to your aid quickly. Saiyans are chosen because they have excellent hearing and seem to have a special ability to sense your presence. For them, it's a great opportunity to have you cook for them after they rescue you from danger.

Always on the move, you hardly ever stay in one spot for very long. Despite the dangers, you jump from one location to another, searching for new ingredients for your experiments. Each time you visit, you usually bring back gifts from abroad for your friends and their kids. They're usually just happy to see you come back safely, considering the dangerous places you often visit, filled with hungry, terrifying creatures, not to mention the countless risks lurking in outer space. Fortunately for them, there's no possibility of you venturing into space, even if you threaten to stop cooking for them for a month.

You happened to be there when Beerus and Whis passed by on Earth. It's also the same day you got kidnapped by the god of destruction and by his servant. Your friends panicked and immediately went to your rescue.

As you were preparing onigiri for a snack, strangers wandered into your kitchen. Beerus eyed your snacks with hunger, and you generously offered him some. He devoured everything, and his companion also seemed to relish your food, judging by the embarrassing moans with each bite. Having eaten some earlier, you were accustomed to unexpected visitors in your kitchen, even those you had never met. Their disappointed expressions almost made you chuckle when they realized none were left, but you felt uneasy when the feline stranger remarked that you would live another day. The striking blue man inquired if you were the chef behind the delightful dishes, and upon your affirmation, expressed his enjoyment of your culinary creations. You offered to share your cooking secrets, and he eagerly accepted. Meanwhile, Beerus lingered in the background, observing the cooking session. Unbeknownst to you, he casually sampled one of your sauces, which just so happened to be your secret blend.

A burst of joy reverberates through your kitchen, but fortunately, the other man shields you from its impact. Beerus, still brimming with ecstasy, clings tightly to your sauce jar. His companion approaches, eager to taste it, but Beerus pulls it away possessively. Whis, on the other hand, simply dips his finger into the sauce. As he savors its flavor, the sheer intensity of his pleasure causes the lightbulbs in your kitchen to shatter, creating the most explicit moan your innocent ears have ever encountered. You contemplate investing in ear plugs in case these individuals ever visit again. Nevertheless, this is how you ended up being kidnapped, all because of your secret sauce recipe that you have no intention of sharing. Consequently, you now find yourself forcibly residing on a planet ruled by a god of destruction, alongside an angel.

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dessertpanda · 2 months

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Goku x Vegetas Daughter

"Y/N" Trunks called out into the forest where his elder sister was busy training. "You sure she's here Trunks?" Goten asked also in search of his sister figure "KAHMEHAMEHAAA" there was a yell off in the distance and a large blast followed "FOUND HER" both boys perked up at the sound. They where quick to take off into the air following the destruction that was left behind. "Okay that was awesome, but you have to make sure you use you hips more when you send it" The boys landed next to her and Goten's father. "Ah dad, what are you guys doing?" Goten asked with Goku standing there with his hands on Y/N's hips showing her the movement he wanted her to do. "Oh Goten, Trunks Hey guys" Goku smiled brightly and released Y/N hips. "I was showing Y/N how to get more power behind her Kahmehamha" Y/N stood straight and looked up at Goku. "Thanks for the training session, Dad refuses to help me with my form" She said bowing in thanks. "It's not a problem at all, always a pleasure when it's just the two of us" Goku brought her into a side hug, his arm slung over her shoulder. "Oh yeah, Mom said the feast is ready, she said we're just waiting on you Goku" Trunks remembering as to why they where there. "OH YEAH, I'm starving, come on Y/N we better not keep them waiting" Goku was already in the air the two youngsters following suit. "Oh um a-actually, Mom said she doesn't want to see Y/N right now" Trunks frowned as he told his sister what their mother had said "WHAT but Y/N had a full day of training and she's hungryyyyy" Goku wined at the information. "Dad maybe it's best if we leave her, m-mom not happy you've been spending so much time with her either" Goten said. He was trying to keep his farther out of the dog house. "but, Y/N, are you?" Goku was so sad, Him and Y/N where like best friends, they battled, hangout, and even took the boys training together all the time "Oh it's okay Goku, go eat I'm sure you're hungry. Plus I'm um mm Fasting thats right, a cleanse" She lied, she knew he would offer to stay or bring her food but that would only get him in trouble with his Wife. "You sure, I could" "No no go enjoy, I'll be here like always" she smiled and ushered them to leave. "Well okay, I guess we better go then" and with that the boys took off heading towards Collapse corp. "Dad you have to stop running off with Y/N" Goten complained " Yeah Goku, Mrs.ChiChi thinks you're cheating with my sister" Trunks complainant as he circled to the other side of Goten. "WHAT, that's insane, sure Y/N is sweet and really pretty and a great fighter but I love ChiChi, it's just nice having someone to hang with that can match my energy" Goku confessed while looking back "She makes me feel normal, you know?" He look back forward. "I get it dad we love Y/N too but nobody else does" Goten felt so sad whenever discussing her. "But i just don't understand, She kind, smart, powerful, and just perfect" Trunks defended his sister. "I agree Trunks, there has to be more to her and Vegeta's history then what we have been told" Goku face changed to one of determination "and I think we need to find out" "Yeah, lets do it" the boys where more than excited to find out why their beloved sister was hated so much. "I thinks we've been left out of the loop and I want in" Goku said "ALRIGHT OPERATION UNCOVER IS A GO" Trunks cheered before they began their decent to the ground.

"GOKU WERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?" Goku was already saddened by his wife's voice. "AHAH ChiChi hey, I've just been training with Y/N" Goku said a light sweat forming. "WHAT HAVE I SAID ABOUT THAT BITCH" Chichi ignited with straight furry. "She's a whore who just wants in your pants" she glared at Goku, If only looks could kill. "HEY, DON'T SAY THAT ABOUT MY SISTER" Trunks desperately wanted to defend his sister but he was never allowed to. "TRUNKS" Bulma holler walking in with Vegeta "What have I said about calling that THING you sister" Vegeta scolded him. "I,- DAD SHE'S YOUR KID" Trunks was almost in tears "He's right Mr.Vegeta" Goten intervened "Goten, shush" ChiChi was quick to silence him. The boys always argurded about Y/N especially Trunks, He loved her deeply but today a new voice intervened. "You know Vegeta, I've always wondered how Y/N came to be" Goku pushed the conversation on. "I've already told ya, She was a Fling back when I was working with Frieza" "Right but that doesn't explain why you hate her" Gohan was now involved. He had always been fawn of the girl, but his mother had forbidden him from talking with her as they grew up. "I never asked for her, she nothing but a burden that is utterly useless to me" Vegeta set the cup he was holding down. "Plus she's far to weak to actually be my child" he had a smug look on his face. "Naw I don't think so Vegeta, She's really strong. I've seen it myself" Goku was determined to defend her as much as he could "ARE YOU CALLING ME A LIAR KAKAROT?" Now Vegeta was enraged. So Bulma stepped in "Now boys please, Goku you know we don't accept Y/N because she is nothing but a danger, and Vegeta said her mother was rather hot headed meaning she could explode at any minute" "But Vegeta's hot headed, why is Y/N any different?" Gohan asked. He has never truly accepted their reasons but he had always respected them being thats how he was raised. "BECAUSE Y/N'S MOTHER WAS EXTREMELY DANGEROUS" Bulma yelled in anger her veins showing and pulsing. "Damn Bulma cool your tits" Goku was surprised by her sudden outburst. "Kakarot just drop it" Vegeta warned. "No" for once Goku was taking his stand. Y/N is very dear to him and He wants to know why they should hate her. "GOKU" ChiChi was surprised by her husbands serious tone. "Kakarot" "Y/N is very dear to me, she's one of my best friends and both her and I deserve an explanation as to why she's hated" Goku was stern with his voice "So do they because they love her" He said pointing to Trunks and Goten. "Kakarot" Vegeta interrupted in a much softer tone. "ARE YOU CHEATING ON CHICHI?" Bulma threw out a rather large accusation "WHAT" "I KNEW IT GOKU, YOU'RE ALWAYS OFF WITH HER" Tears where running down her face it's like the women could cry on command. "TELL ME DO YOU FUCK HER? HUH YOUR BEST FRIENDS KID? DISGUSTING MAN, SHE'S LIKE A CHILD!!" Chichi was balling and hyperventilating. She was angry one second and now shes this. Goku was so confused "WHY WOULD YOU ASSUME THAT?" then it clicked, Goku was suddenly very aware of what was going on. Bulma and ChiChi were hiding something and they created a scene to cover it up pinning him as the villain. "THAT'S NOT FAIR, ACCUSING ME OF SOMETHING LIKE THAT!" Goku tried to defend himself but as he looked at his friends for support, all eyes where on him with nothing but hate. "I think, I thinks you've done enough damage" 18 said coming to hold ChiChi.

"What, I-I didn't do" Goku was cut off by a swift punch from Krillin. "Goku, I thought you where better than that". The emotion that Goku felt was so unreal, How could they not even let him defend himself, and even worse think so little of Y/N. "Fine, I'll leave, But don't come calling for me to save you" Goku hovered above the ground doing one last look through the group. He saw a distraught Vegeta, as is he was regretting something. He didn't stick around to listen tho, a quiet goodbye and with that Goku left, flying back to the only comfort he was guaranteed to always have . Y/N. "DAD/GOKU WAIT" the young boys got ready to follow before they where intercepted by their mothers. ChiChi held Goten close crying about how she was betrayed and heart broken and how she needed comfort from her son, her child who she knew loved her. "M-Mom let go, HOW COULD YOU DO SOMETHING LIKE THAT" the sudden energy spike from Goten surprised her and she released. She was expecting him to listen like he always did but he retaliated. " Y/N is very kind and Dad loves you, H-how could you" Goten had tears in his eyes now, "Come on Trunks let's go" Goten pulled Trunks out of Bulma's grasp. "Trunks you leave, you'll be in deep shit" Vegeta threatened. Trunks looked at his parents right in the eyes and said, "Makes sure it's so deep I'm at the same level as you" They then took off to the sky in pursuit of Goku.

As Goku landed in the forest, he was quick to start his search. "Y/N" He yelled. He walked aimlessly for a good minute till "You won't find her like that" a voice spoke from behind him "Boys!?" He was surprised to see both Trunks and Goten. "You boys should go home, They hate me, no need for them to hate you too" Goku had a look of utter defeat, like his whole world just came crashing down. Which is kinda did in a sense, Lost his Wife, Home, his friends and all because their was a damn secret that 'had' to be kept. "Dad, w-what happened back their wasn't your fault for once, t-that was just scary" Goten admitted beneath his breath. "Yeah Goku, that wasn't right" For the first time in forever Goku felt like crying. He was genuinely heartbroken. Sure he married ChiChi because she tricked him at first but he came to tolerate her enough to considerate love and he loves their two wonderful kids. Then his best friend that he grew up with, was the one that accused Him of being the cheater. She's known him the longest and to think she thought so little of him "Trunks, d-do you know where Y/N is, I really need her" Goku was so defeated that he was admittedly asking for help, he was on the verge of begging for it. "Y-yeah" Trunks began to lead them. It genuinely scared the boys to see Goku, the worlds savior like that, hollow almost life less. He was stripped of almost all his will to fight, he even left without eating. "She has a house she built, it's huge too" Trunks was almost bragging about it. Making an attempt to brighten the mood "But you need to have a secret code to find it" he walked right up to the mountain wall and began to feel around.

"Trunks?" "FOUND IT" Trunks interrupted Goten. "Dear the gods" he began. "My family is not always my blood," Trunks took a breath "bless the all father, This mask has seen life through death, this is a honor" as he finished the wall began to shake, splitting in the middle and forming into the shape of a door. "Come on, there's not long till it closes" Trunks rushed the other two in after him. "TRUNKS IS THAT YOU?" Y/N voice came from somewhere within the house. "YEAH AND GOTEN AND GOKU" He hollered informing his sis of the extra guests " Ah Goku, Goten, I just finished Dinner" Y/N had came from the stairway down the hall. She was dressed for bed in her Bowser P.J pants and a black tank-top. "Welcome, I could sense you guys, sorry I just got out the shower" She apologized while trying to dry her dripping hair. "Ah it's no problem Y/N, just glad you could have us" Goku smile was back but it wasn't as bright as it usually was. Y/N was quick to notice, and seeing his slight red eyes told her everything she needed to know. "Hey boys, why don't you go set up the guest room, I'm assuming your staying the night?" Y/N knew the answer but she just want confirmation. "Yep, is that okay?" Goten asked while Trunks was already up the stairs. Y/N bent down to Goten height, "Of course baby, go help Trunks tho, sleep over" she did little jazz hands to emphasize her excitement. "THANKS Y/N, I LOVE YOU" Goten was quick to hug her then sprint up the stair in tow of Trunks. Y/N smiled but it faded as she adjusted her view onto the man who had settled in on the couch. "Goku, you okay?" Y/N was caution, this was new territory for her. "Have you ever fucked up so bad that your life fell apart?" Goku voice was nothing more than a whimper. Goku cursing surprised her slightly. "You know I'm a fuck up" Y/N sat next to Goku, opening her arms for him. He was quick to fall into them. "Y/N, tell me, why are you hated?" "I-uh, I really shouldn't say m-my farther will be mad" Y/N had made a promise to keep their history private. Even though he hated her, she still respected him. "Y/N, I-I lost everything..." Goku took a shaky breath in. Wide eyed Y/n ran her finger through his spiky hair. "Goku, what happened?" her whispered voice sent a calming chill down his spine. "ChiChi and Bulma accused me of cheating with you, and then everyone turned against me. my friends, my wife, my best friend, everyone" Goku finished with a hiccup. He adjusted so he was now laying on her lap "But, why, you do so much for them" She felt tears, did this really happen and why would they turn so fast? "They where mad I was with you, then they stared saying bad things about you, a-and I wanted to defend you but then I asked what happened in your past, that's when it all went down hill" small tears striped down her face. 'did he really risk everything for me?' she thought to herself. She felt horrid, she would hate to lose Goku but if it was his happiness or hers "Goku, I'm not worth your happy life, just apologize and then promise to never see me again, that should fix it" She wanted him to be happy, the people who love her where always suffering because of her. She didn't want that. "Goku you have a wonderful family, wife, friends, if they don't want anything to do with me then leave me, I'm not worth all your happiness" Y/N grew up being told she was worthless, she didn't want Goku to waste his life on her. "You know Y/N thats really selfish of you" He was now staring right at her, feeling her tears drip onto his cheeks fusing with his own, "My life is amazing because you're in it, You're my best friend Y/N, life without you this wouldn't be as fun" He smiled up at her, a real smile. "Oh Goku, you are my best friend too, and I" She was interrupted by the pitter patter of feet running down the stairs. "Y/N, WE FINISHED" Trunks yelled, in search of her, " Yeah can we eat now?" Goten asked finding them sitting on the couch.

"Oh, I'm guessing you told her?" Goten asked seeing both of them crying, he was scared but he did what he felt was right, however "D-Dad, where are we going to live?" Goten had come to that realization while setting up the bed, He didn't want to go back home and he knew they where searching for them. "Umm I'm not sure yet buddy but we'll figure it out" Goku only hoped to calm his poor son who was trapped in the middle of this whole mess. "What do you mean figure it out? The answer seem pretty clear to me" Y/N said removing Goku from her lap and standing to comfort the boy. "Here obviously, I have enough room as long as Trunks is okay with bunking?" She looked over at her brother for approval. "HELL YEAH, I GET AN ACTUAL SIBLING" Trunk would be more than happy to share, especially with Goten. "Goku, you can take my bed tonight since the other room isn't ready yet" Y/N picked both Trunks and Goten up and made her way to the kitchen "No no I'll take the couch, really" Goku was not usually one to give up a good sleep but at the moment he felt like he should. "Goku, my wonderful monkey alien, you have had a long night, please take the bed and rest up" She set the boys down and began to plate their dinner. "Y/N you are to good to us, also I thought you where fasting?" Goku only now realized that she had made a feast. "I uh Iliedbecuaseiknewyouwouldinsiteonstayingwithme" She said really fast, Goku only being able to catch lie. "really, Y/N?" He had a fake pout. "Oh shush, eat up and then go shower and off to bed" She set the plates on the table and allowed the boy to got to work. "THANKS FOR THE FOOD" they said before digging in.

"Y/N, the waters getting cold" Goten complained from the tub he was sitting in. "That means baths over boys, time to get out" Y/N unplugged the drain and set two towel for the boy on the toilet sink. "okay, dry up, P.J's on then we'll hang and then bed. Deal?" She question while heading out the door. "DEAL" both yelled as the door shut behind her. "Okay boys bathed, me bathed, now to check in on Goku" she made her way towards her bedroom which was currently the temporary home for the hero. "GOKU" she knocked on the door, waiting for a response. "Yeah, come on in" once she got her reply she enterned, and found the man snuggled up in her bed, tucked in nice and cozy. "I see you're comfy" she laughed a little. "Very," he said with a smile " alright get some sleep, I'm gonna put the boys to bed, if you need me I'll be on the couch" She left him quietly and shut the door behind her.

Not to long after that the boys where tucked in their bunks and sound asleep. Y/N settled herself on the couch with a blanket and pillow, slowly drifting into sleep. Being tired from the training and emotional stress. That is until heavy foot steps echoed. Y/N could only guess who's steps those could be, not even asking question she called out to him. "Goku, everything okay?" She look towards the hall to see the man rubbing his eyes, standing only in sweatpants. The site made Y/N blush slightly but she quickly got rid of it after looking at his face. "Hey um, c-can you sleep next to me?" He sounded almost scared. "I-it's weird not feeling energy next to me a-and yeah" He sounded so shy but Y/n didn't hesitate, in all honestly she had always loved Goku but she didn't want to fuck up his wonderful relationship, so she kept all emotions at bay. "you sure?" she was willing of course, however not wanting to take advantage of him in anyway. "Yeah, that would help" He grabbed her hand and began to walk with her back up to the bedroom. As they passed the many room, a soft but shaken voice rang through the silence, "Y-Y/N?" Both looked back to see Goten holding the hand of Trunks who was half asleep peeking out from behind a door. " I uh I kinda had a nightmare, c-can we sleep with you guys?" He whispered cautious of the half asleep boy beside him. "Oh Goten come on not bud, you're to old for this" Goku knew ChiChi would always comfort Goten, allowing him to sleep with them. But he did not want to cause anymore trouble than he already was. "Oh Hush Goku, Of course Goten my bed is big enough for the 4 of us" Y/N was quick to pick both boys up and carry them to the bedroom with Goku in close tow. As they all cuddled down together, for the first time all day, Goten and Goku felt comfort and safety. "Good night boys sweet dreams" Y/N gave each a kiss on their head. "Good night Y/N, we love you" Goten said slowly drifting to sleep. "Y/N, thank you for everything" Goku said bringing her closer "Of course Goku" "I love you Y/N" He said also drifting. "I-good night Goku" Y/N knew she couldn't say it back because she would not mean it in the same way he did.

After that night the boys moved in with Y/N. ChiChi and Goku got divorce a few months later after trying to work things out. With Y/N'S help Goku won custody over Goten, which he was thankful for but it was messy. They agreeded that Goten was free to visit when ever he wanted, which was very little. Bulma was still mad at Trunks so Vegeta allowed him to stay with Y/N already annoyed with Bulmas increase in bitchy attitude. Some things went back to normal, Goku and Vegeta began to train together again, making sure to avoid Bulma. But other than that everything changed. Everyone basically Blacklisted Goku, Goten, and Trunks. ChiChi and Bulma continue to spread lies about Y/N and Goku's affairs. However The 4 accused where living rather peacefully, Y/N was going to college, taking some advice from Gohan and started studying Law, she also took on a part time job to help with food and everything. Goten and Trunks mostly stayed home and were doing online school. Even Goku got a part time job, he worked at a meat factory, perfect for him with all the heavy lifting and 'punching bag' as he had called the hanging meat. He was happy that he got to pick the job he wanted. However, all the peacefulness went out the door when an invitation was deliver to Goku by Gohan to a certain women's birthday part. (TO BE CONTIUNED)

DAMN THIS TOOK FOREVER BUT WORTH IT I THINK, HOPE YOU LIKE IT, :) HAVE A GREAT DAY AND REMEMBER TO EAT,DRINK, AND LOVE YOURSELF BYEEEEEE

#anime #son goku #goku x reader #dragon ball #angst #vegeta x reader #vegeta x bulma #goku x chichi #heartbreak #found family #rest in peace

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amaranthine-enihtnarama · 2 years

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He’s living my dream

#i need to make dinner or something #i want noodles and meat #goku always got the most scrumptious ass meals smh #more reasons to fight for chichi’s rights #personal #so hungry 🥹#son goku #goku x reader

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chichibleeps · 1 year

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"I'll worship you everyday, my Love" -Alhaitham

warning: NSFW art and bad writing

a/n: brainrotting rn, and i will try my best to tell a story so uh hopefully you like it. m

"you're getting bolder, dear"

now look what you've done. teasing him at your movie night? giving him hickies and whispering in his ears with naughty things. so yes you technically turn on your bf. you better prepare yourself

him trapping you between the couch and your legs separate by his toned torso, his hazy eyes filled with lust and his hand travels around your body. starting from your belly, kissing it like his worshiping your body. his hand roams upwards slowly as his kisses follows.

hands squeezes your tits.

cupping it.

groping it

flicking your perky nips.

"oh Archons, you're so beautiful, my Love."

his lips now reach your cute chest, sucking the other side while playing the lather. your cute noises and whines gives reassurance that his doing great at giving what you want. and that is what his goal is.

#alhaitham x reader #alhaitham #chichi is a simp #chichi selfship #diaihdviahdbiwabdiowabdiwb

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stinkkyy · 2 years

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awoken at windrise to venti

Touch.

Touch is the first sense humans develop, and it is also the first one that comes to you. Touch, the sensation of soft grass under your body, almost like a mattress, some even tickling your cheeks. The sensation of warmth in certain parts of your body, changing every few seconds, which you soon discovered to be the sun filtering through the leaves of the immense tree you were beneath.

Sight. Still a little blurry with sleep, thus you instinctively rubbed your eyes to try and wake up further. Blinking once more, you sat up, the rest of your senses catching up and allowing you to appreciate the sounds around you as well: birds chirping, the breeze whistling tunes of adoration and longing, a nearby creek, the soft melody of strings being plucked delicately. The scent of wet dirt, fresh mint, a nearby rock that had been under the sun for hours now, apples, ripe and sweet.

Where in the world were you?

As a newborn fawn, you held onto the rough edge of another rock to pick yourself up and stand on your feet, looking around you, but before you got to take a good look, the wind picks up, what was a gentle breath now felt almost like the beginning of a hurricane, having to hold onto your new solid pal to not trip for the few seconds it lasts. Once it is over, you're back to sitting on the grass, huffing to yourself, even crossing your arms in confusion and a bit of frustration, but before you can go ahead and try to get up again, the soft melody nearby comes to a stop and a soft giggle replaces it.

"What's got you so upset, dear one?" you hear someone coo, and… Isn't that voice familiar? You're sent once more into a frenzy to look around you to find the source of the voice, the force of the elements being so gracious as to allow you this freedom this time, and get as a reward the sight of a young man… Floating down? Was he floating?

Soft cheeks are flushed as he smiles, stepping down gracefully on the patch of flowers right in front of you, and you're sure you're gawking at him.

"Oh? Speechless now? It was said you could be shy but I didn't expect their grace to be this quiet."

"What."

Blink blink. Oh this was a dream. That's the only logical explanation.

"Ah… Huh! Am I referring to you in a wrong way? I apologize if that's the case!" he quickly comes down to kneel by your side, giving you the biggest puppy eyes you have seen in your entire life. Cute…

"No, no, that's not it. I… You're Venti. Like. You're Venti and you're right in front of me", you tried to explain, not exactly doing a great job at really making the other understand what you meant, given by the way he tilts his head to the side.

"Well, yes! I'm Venti! Venti the bard, but you may call me however you wish!" he excitedly giggles, seemingly ecstatic that you even knew his name. "Oh, we have waited for your return for so long! We need to let everyone know so we can properly celebrate, there will be feasts and festivals and balls and parties, all of it to welcome you here—!"

"I'm gonna be fully honest with you", you interrupted him, only half guilty when he looks back at you clearly embarrassed with how into it he got. "I have no idea what you're talking about, and all that sounds exhausting…" you admit, leaning back on your hands behind you.

"Mm… Then we can stay a bit longer here and I can explain it all to you! It's not strange for you to not remember it all, even I have my memory problems after a long nap, I'm sure it's the same for you, given how long you were away…" he shrugs, deciding to come closer, pretty much flopping onto the grass by your side, short of snuggling up to you.

Normally it would've been… Weird, this whole thing was extremely weird, but you knew him, in some sort of way, and that familiarity felt safer than anything else right now. Not to mention a strange sense of longing within you, of being lost for so long just to be found yet again, like coming back home after a bad trip that went on for too much time and you finally could forget about unknown pillows as you sank into your very own.

Huh! Weird!

"I guess there's no harm in staying, then. I could use an explanation or two…" with that, you allow your body to rest back as well, turning your head just enough to watch Venti's peaceful expression through the long grass leaves.

"Ehe, I'm glad! I won't keep a single detail from you, after all, we have plenty of time now!"

#genshin impact #vempi...#genshin impact writing #venti #x reader #venti/reader #sagau #mun chichi #mun chichi wrote this but koko is posting it for them bc thyere silly

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marivelsblog1503 · 14 days

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🐉Capítulo Dos: Muerte de inocentes.🐉

«— No todo puede ser felicidad ¿Verdad?, al menos así lo veían los habitantes de la ciudad Pepper, aun con la amenaza de los androides no querían desperdiciar ese día tan tranquilo, algunos compraban en los centros comerciales, caminaban por las calles o simplemente querían pasar un tiempo agradable en familia. Pero ese tiempo de paz se le veía amenazado, es aquí donde comienza el verdadero caos.

Los Androides habían aterrizado en la ciudad, 18 se le notaba que parecía estar aburrida, mientras que 17 miraba a las personas con una sonrisa siniestra, mientras que los habitantes de la ciudad los observaron con miedo.

— Si gustan, les daré 10 segundos de ventaja para que escapen — dijo 17 que estaba listo y ansioso para comenzar en matar a las personas de la ciudad.

— Les advierto que so será algo imposible — dijo 18 a lado de su hermano gemelo, incluso estaba lista para matar a las personas, era su juego favorito...

Ver quién de los dos mataba a más personas primero.

¿Qué ganaban con eso?

La extinción de los seres humanos en el planeta, ese era el premio mayor.

— 10 — comenzó a contar el azabache.

Las personas sin dudarlo ni un segundo comenzaron a correr con mucho terror, padres y madres cargaron a sus hijos, temiendo por las vida de los infantes, la triste realidad era que lamentablemente no podían escapar de aquel terrible destino que los esperaba, lo más triste es que al terminar de contar, los androides comenzaron a lanzar ráfagas de Ki, era un destino macabro si le preguntan a cualquiera que haya sobrevivido, algunos lograron escapar ese día, otros no tuvieron tanta suerte.

Algunas perdieron las esperanzas en el que el mundo volvería como era antes, otros simplemente no saben que hacer ante esta situación tan destructiva, en cuanto al resto, siguen manteniendo las esperanzas en los pocos guerreros que los están defendiendo.

Solo esperaban que todo volviera a ser como antes, que los niños no sigan viviendo en este mundo lleno de destrucción.

Que las muertes de algunas personas no sean en vano.

Aunque, eran muy raras las veces que los Androides perdonaban a los humanos, esto se debía a que no perderían su tiempo con unos seres tan débiles e inútiles, para ese tipo de ocasiones inusuales hacían otras cosas, tal y como lo estaba haciendo 18, que estaba probándose ropa nueva, pero por otro lado, el hombre que la estaba atendiendo temblaba de miedo, sí bajaba la guardia, podría morir en ese momento.

— Solamente le pido de favor, que me perdone la vida señorita — aquel hombre rogaba con mucho pavor, no quería ser asesinado a manos de la Androide — Si quiere puede llevarse la ropa, puede llevarse todo lo que quiera, pero se lo suplico, no me mate. —

— Me impresionas — dijo 18 sonriéndole al hombre, mientras acomodaba su nueva ropa, la tomo en su brazos y se acercaba hasta la salida — Tienes ropa muy bonita, me gusto mucho. —

En eso, ella salió de la tienda para acercarse al auto que robaron ella y su hermano quien la estaba esperando algo impaciente, dejando al dueño de la tienda soltando un largo suspiro, de hecho, sentía que se quitaba un peso de encima por el miedo que sentía, por otro lado, 17 sin ningún remordimiento y sin pensarlo, lanzo una ráfaga de Ki a la tienda sin dejar rastro de la tienda, ni siquiera al hombre le dio tiempo de escapar.

— 17 no seas malo — dijo la rubia reclamándole a su hermano por lo que acababa de hacer — ¿Por qué lo hiciste?, me disgusta que destruyas las tiendas donde vendan ropa, sabes que esa es mi única debilidad. —

— Ay cierto, disculpa hermanita, casi lo olvidaba — dijo 17 mirándola y luego le sonrió, mientras que la tienda se consumía entre las llamas.

Algún día puede que la paz reine nuevamente.

Pero... En definitiva no era este día.

17 conducía muy rápido y como un maniático se tratase, mientras que las personas corrían aterrorizadas — Huyan, huyan lo más rápido que puedan, porque si se quedan aquí los mataré — decía él riéndose ante los gritos de las personas.

Definitivamente, muchos esperaban el día que los Androides sean destruidos, y que prueben una cucharada de su propia medicina.

Que sientan lo mismo que siente cada persona al verlos.

Que sientan miedo.

«— Lamentablemente, mientras las personas estaban escapando de aquellas máquina destructivas, los medios de comunicación informaban al resto de las personas de lo que estaba pasando en la ciudad, entre ellos fueron Bulma quien estaba conduciendo a la capital del oeste por algunos víveres y a su lado estaba su hijo Trunks, con tan solo 13 años, el adolescente pensaba como un adulto, y sabía muy bien que la vida en el planeta ya estaba llegando a su fin, pero, no era excusa para no tratar de salvar a la tierra.

— La ciudad Pepper está siendo atacada, los Androides están atacando de una manera desesperada — la voz de un hombre que estaba narrando la noticia se le notaba muy asustado.

En ese momento, cuando mencionaron la terrible noticia, enojo por completo a Trunks e inmediatamente Bulma apago el radio para no complicar más la situación y tratar de calmar a su hijo, aunque era imposible, porque ella también estaba muy molesta.

— Jamás perdonaré a esos Androides malditos, no me interesa en que demonios estarán pensando, pero, no puedo creer que hayan matado a su propio creador — exclamo Bulma claramente molesta, su vista aún seguía en el camino, como tal se lo decía así misma, pero, su hijo la estaba escuchando de todas formas — Siguen atacando la gente de todo el mundo, esos individuos son unos monstruos y se divierten matando, ¿Acaso no existe algo para solucionar eso? —

El joven solo miro seriamente a su madre — Detente mamá, ¿Podrías dejarme en este lugar?, tengo que ver a Gohan y Gine — dijo el peli lila, haciendo que su madre detuviera el auto de golpe.

— Un momento Trunks, ¿Qué tienes pensado hacer? — pregunto la peli azul mientras miraba a su hijo, pero noto como las manos de su hijo sujetaban con fuerza su pantalón, se notaba molesto, aunque a Bulma le aterraba la idea que estaba pasando por su mente — No me diga, que estas pensado hacer... —

Él no podía contestar a eso, solo estaba decidido en irse, aunque eso iba a molestar mucho a su madre y en un momento, ya él había salido del auto e irse volando.

— ¡TRUNKS! — llamo la mujer, pero ya era imposible, pues él ya se había alejado.

Solamente esperaba que su hijo no vaya al lugar donde estaban los Androides.

Porque no quería que su peor pesadilla, el perder a su hijo, se hiciera realidad.

Por otro lado con los hermanos Son, ambos no tenían un radio para saber que estaba pasando en la ciudad, aunque no era necesario para ellos, solo necesitaban concentrarse y percibir el Ki de los Androides, también de las personas que se encontraban en la ciudad Pepper, ya ni siquiera les interesaban el Ki de los Androides, pero, el de las personas disminuía rápidamente y eso molestaba a Gine.

— Sé que toda esta situación te molesta mucho Gine — dijo Gohan, sacando a su hermana de sus pensamientos — Pero, recuerda lo que voy a decirte, sin importar lo que pase... Somos los únicos guerreros que quedan en el planeta, aunque nos duela las perdidas de algunas personas, no podemos culparnos al no salvarlos en su momento que pudimos haberlo hecho, lo que si debemos tomar en cuenta es que podremos derrotarlos, para que las muertes de la personas no sean en vano. —

Eso lo había sorprendido bastante, aunque cada consejo que hacía su hermano lo tomaba muy encuenta, y si él decía, es porque es una promesa que quiere cumplir, debía cumplir con ese objetivo a como de lugar, sin olvidar, que Gohan entrenaba a su hermana y a Trunks por una razón, sabía que su lucha con los Androides no iba a durar mucho, lo que más le aterraba era dejar solas a su madre y a Gine, sobre todo esta última, ya que sería la más afectada por su partida si llegase a morir.

Pero por otro lado, sabía que hacía esto para protegerlas, también quiere cumplir con la promesa que le hizo a su padre y a los guerreros Z, de pronto, algo hizo que saliera de sus pensamientos, afortunadamente era un Ki bastante conocido para ellos.

— Es el Ki de Trunks — dijo Gine sorprendida, puesto que ella también había percibido el Ki de su mejor amigo, sin embargo, le sorprendía y a su vez le preocupaba que él estuviera ya en el lugar y solo.

— Debemos darnos prisa — dijo Gohan serio y ella asintió con la cabeza.

Sin más tiempo que perder, elevaron su velocidad para volar más rápido y llegar a tiempo a la ciudad.

Las vidas inocentes son arrebatadas, es por eso que debía derrotarlos.

Y debían hacerlo lo más rápido posible.

«— Seguía el caos en la ciudad, 17 seguía a las personas, mientras que el Androide se divertía con ese acto enfermizo, mientras que su hermana se aburría con solo verlo, de hecho, quería hacer algo más interesante que solo observar, eso es lo que pensaba la rubia.

— Corran, corran porque se irán al infierno — dijo 17 sin dejar de reírse, lo más aterrador, es que adoraba escuchar los gritos de desesperación de las personas,

— ¿Qué pasa contigo 17?, ¿Hasta cuando vas a jugar con esa nave? — preguntaba su hermana seriamente, aunque estaba algo molesta y a la vez estaba bastante aburrida — Vamos, hay que hacer otra cosa. —

Eso hizo entrar en razón a Número 17, sin tener más opciones, ya que era imposible razonar con su hermana si estaba molesta, así que este se estrellase en un edificio y este explotara de inmediato, y eso solo fue el comienzo... Un fragmento del vehículo que estaba en llamas cayó cerca de un charco de gasolina, por si no era poco de destrucción, ese charco sería el causante de otra explosión mucho más grande, pues esto estaba muy cerca de una gasolinera, matando así a todas las personas que seguían atrapados, alguna de estos corrían para apagar el fuego sobre sus cuerpos, aunque esto nos los ayudaba y hacía que el fuego los consumiera más rápido muriendo en el acto, los únicos que sobrevivieron a la explosión fueron los Androides.

— Vamos 17 — dijo la rubia ya yéndose de una vez del sitio, segundos después su hermano la siguió.

Los Androides habían dejado un gran caos, dejando la ciudad hecha escombros, Trunks estaba llegar, pero se detuvo su vuelo de golpe, contemplando la horrible escena frente a sus ojos.

— Llegue demasiado tarde — dijo él sin dejar de mirar la ciudad totalmente destruida.

Ahora la ciudad Pepper ya no existía.

No tuvo que pensarlo mucho, el peli lila aterrizo en el lugar para así comenzar a caminar y verificar que hubiera algún civil con vida, aunque deseó no haberlo hecho, puesto que habían muchos cuerpos, en verdad estaba deseado haber llegado a tiempo, solamente con ver esto lo hacía sentir débil e inútil, para no ver más cadáveres se alejó unos pocos metros, lastimosamente cuanto más se alejaba, más cuerpos encontraba, lo peor fue que se detuvo al ver un pequeño conejito de peluche, el cual pertenecía a una pequeña que estaba muerta quemada, al lado de ese pequeño cuerpo estaba un cuerpo del que parecía ser su madre.

Trunks solamente tomo aquel peluche en sus manos, esto lo hizo sentir peor de lo que estaba anteriormente, por su mente rondaba una pregunta, ¿Qué culpa tenía aquella pequeña o cada uno de los niños que estaban en la ciudad?, simplemente no había una respuesta correcta.

En ese momento sintió dos Ki, que afortunadamente ya conocía y era confiable para él, en segundos, Gohan había aterrizado en uno de los escombros del lugar, mientras que Gine aterrizo frente a su amigo, ella ya era testigo junto a su hermano, la destrucción que acaba de pasar.

Todo a causa de estos Androides.

Ella salió de su trance, al sentir los brazos de Trunks rodeándola, un gesto que él necesitaba, así que correspondió el abrazo, por lo que Gine dejo escapar las lágrimas que comenzaba a formarse en sus ojos.

— Ya no soporto esto Trunks, cada día, todo empeora más y... Solo quiero que esto acabe — decía la chica abrazándolo, sus manos sujetaban la camiseta del chico con fuerza, mientras seguía llorando.

Lo único que podía hacer Trunks, en ese horrible momento era consolar a su amiga, aun así a él le hacía todo lo posible para encontrar aquel consuelo, sin embargo... Es imposible dado las circunstancias.

— ¿POR QUÉ GOHAN?, ¿QUÉ GANAN LOS ANDROIDES CON DESTRUIR LAS CIUDADES Y A SUS HABITANTES? — grito Trunks sin dejar de abrazar a su amiga, aunque la abrazo con un poco más de fuerza, como lo había hecho anteriormente.

Ni siquiera el Sayajin tenía las respuestas adecuadas, él también paso por muchas emociones de este tipo cuando era más pequeño, pero, todo era diferente, ahora y todo estaba cambiando, la tierra estaba cambiando gracias a los Androides.

Solo esperaban que todo el caos se acabara junto con los Androides.

Por ahora, todos deben ser fuertes y mantener la cabeza en alto, solo esperaban que las cosas se solucionen rápido.

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Avance:

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«— Soy Trunks, ya no voy a quedarme de brazos cruzados, debo continuar con mi entrenamiento. —»

«— Gine, mamá, Gohan, les prometo volverme más fuerte y derrotar a número 17 y número 18, cueste lo que me cueste. —»

«—En el próximo capítulo de Guerreros del Futuro.—»

«— Comienza el entrenamiento. —»

«— No se lo pierdan. —»

#spanish #fanfiction #fanfic #dragon ball z #dragon ball fanfic #mirai chichi #mirai gohan #mirai bulma #mirai trunks #trunks del futuro x fem reader #spanish only #dbz oc #dbz

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embrosegraves · 6 months

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ℕ𝕖𝕩𝕥 𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕃𝕖𝕔𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕔𝕤

Charles Leclerc x Reader (implied she/her) Charles and Reader name their daughters the same order as the Leclerc brothers.

Mr Charles “Girl Dad” Leclerc

Warnings: Extreme use of the red heart emoji, IT'S SO LONG I'M SO SORRY, also watch out for Google translate lmao don't trust them to be exact

Still not the best at smaus but I'm working on it (between every 'post' will be a timeskip of an unspecified amount of time. my brain can't handle doing maths more than it needs to.)

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youruser Baby Leclerc Loading...

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yourBff I'm so ready to be an Aunty → youruser One of the best ❤️

user omgomgomgomgomgomg user Is it a girl or a boy? → youruser We're waiting until the birth to find out user GUYS CHARLES MIGHT BE A GIRL DAD

carlossainz55 Charles is gonna be out of a seat soon → charles_leclerc they're going to take your seat actually → youruser please don't encourage this, they aren't even born yet

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youruser As of Nov 8 2026, please welcome Lorelei Manon Haydée Pascale Leclerc ❤️❤️ Charles and I are so incredibly excited to share this chapter of our lives with everyone however we plan on keeping Little Lori's face completely hidden until she can tell us otherwise. We ask that you respect our decision and that you do not go out of your way to find out what she looks like ❤️

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landonorris Hey there Little Lori Leclerc → youruser ❤️

carlossainz55 Bienvenida Pequeña Belleza translated Welcome Little Beauty → charles_leclerc Uncle Chilli reporting for duty? → carlossainz55 Of Course!

leclerc_pascale When can I see my precious grandbaby❤️ → charles_leclerc I will facetime you Maman ❤️

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youruser Round Two LETS GO

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pierregasly Another gossip buddy!!! → youruser Our gossip sessions are about to be so much cooler!

user ANOTHER ONE!! → user ok dj khalid user are you waiting to find out the gender again? → youruser ✨oui✨ user please be another girl, i need charles to be purely a girl dad

maxverstappen1 this one will be in a redbull i can feel it → youruser oh god not you too

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charles_leclerc Papa and Manon Spa Night (so Mama can try to relax before baby is born)

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youruser you have mastered the towel turban my love → youruser Lori looks so cute 😭❤️

user Charles "Girl Dad" Leclerc coming in clutch → user he's in his element user be honest /youruser did you teach him the towel turban? → youruser i mean, not on purpose? he's watched me do it so often i guess he just, learnt??? user I love how squishy she looks MY HEART--

lilymhe this qualifies as Charles' official invite to Girls Night™ → youruser i'll add him to the groupchat lmao → charles_leclerc yeah babyyyyyy

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youruser And on October 17 2027, the world said let there be Charlène Madeleine Héloïse Pascale Leclerc ❤️❤️ Once again, we are so so so excited to share our growing family with the world. As we did for little Lori, we will not be sharing baby ChiChi's face until she can tell us otherwise. We are so grateful that everyone respected our wishes with Lori and we ask that you respect them once more. Love Always ❤️

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LeclercLorenzo Might be early but I'm sensing a trend... → youruser 👀/charles_leclerc → charles_leclerc a trend you say?? 👀

carlossainz55 Un'altra splendida bambina ❤️ proud of you guys translated Another gorgeous baby girl → charles_leclerc Grazie Fratello ❤️ translated Thankyou Brother → youruser Grazie Chilli ❤️

leclerc_pascale Another granddaughter to spoil ❤️❤️ → youruser I fear you'll put Char out of a job Maman 😂 → charles_leclerc you cannot spoil her as much as me! 😠❤️

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charles_leclerc My Precious Girls, how your Papa loves you

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youruser My Loves 😭❤️

user Another classic Charles "Girl Dad" Leclerc moment → user omg I saw them the other day and the way Charles looks at Lori and ChiChi 😍🥰 user Charles is so in love with his girls it make me feel warm and fuzzy inside → youruser makes me wanna have another lmao → user SO REAL FOR THIS → charles_leclerc oh? 😏😏

lilymhe Why can't we have this? /alex_albon → alex_albon our sons are literally your personal bodyguards... I can't even kiss you without their permission → charles_leclerc he misses you 😂😂

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youruser 3 is a magic number

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pierregasly Do you guys ever stop? → youruser who? → pierregasly you and charles → youruser no i mean who asked?

user has anybody noticed that the age gap between each leclerc baby is basically the EXACT same as the leclerc brothers? → user OMG I WAS GONNA SAY youruser before you ask lovey /user once again we're waiting for the birth ❤️ → user honestly at this point i think everyone knows it's gonna be a girl liked by youruser user Okay, they definitely have a theme going on here with Lorenzo and Lorelei, and then literally Charles and Charlène. this one is gonna be named after Arthur i know it

charles_leclerc One more after this? → youruser no <3

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youruser Say hello to our newest arrival, Artemis Marinette Helena Pascale Leclerc ❤️❤️ born on October 15 2030 For the third time, Charles and I invite you to meet our (now complete) family! Just as we did with little Lori and Baby ChiChi, Mini Artie's face will be hidden until she can tell us otherwise. Forever grateful that everyone is so understanding of all our daughters' privacy, thank you all so much! get ready to see a whole bunch of the Leclerc Sisters on your feed from now on❤️

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carlossainz55 I can't keep commenting in another language now, you used all three that I know → charles_leclerc sounds like a you problem mate → youruser be grateful we're only having three kids Carlos

sebastianvettel One more for the collection → youruser my daughters are not like your cars and their bond girl names → charles_leclerc i'll be honest, i did laugh a little

LeclercLorenzo Some might say I... called it. → youruser don't even, you knew when we told you about naming Little Lori → LeclercLorenzo let me live in my delusion

kimimatiasraikkonen 👍 → youruser never change Kimi ❤️

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charles_leclerc At least Mini Artie likes to kart 🫠❤️

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georgerussell63 I think it's hilarious that not even your mini me likes karting → youruser it is the funniest thing to watch as Char sulks because of it → pierregasly I can only imagine 😂😂 → charles_leclerc what is this, bully Charles day?

user Mini Artie is gonna carry on the family legacy → user can you imagine omg youruser come back home the kids miss you → user i had to double check that this was ACTUALLY the mother of his children liked by charles_leclerc, pierregasly, youruser and others user I see no one else has realised that all three of the girls birthdays are THE DAY AFTER the person they're named after. → youruser believe me, that wasn't planned ((it was harder to plan than it should've been))

youruser I love you so much Char. Best father, best husband ❤️ → charles_leclerc Je t'aime encore plus, Ma Chère. Best mother, Best wife ❤️ translated I love you more, My Dear

holy shit that was long jesus christ.

uhhhhhh hope you enjoyed? reblogs and likes would be much appreciated because this took me SO MUCH LONGER THAN I THOUGHT IT WAS GOING TO

#formula 1 x you #f1 x reader #f1 fluff #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc imagine #charles leclerc instagram au #charles leclerc smau #charles leclerc x you #charles leclerc #reblog with tags i missed please and thank you

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ato-catto · 1 year

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Ssj4 (lonely) Goku x Fem reader

Light smut/ neediness/feral boi

I wrote this on a whim and didn't double check it. Sorry if the spelling is off :,)

Your bleary eyes cracked open when you awoke to the sound of tapping at your window. A dark, bushy haired silhouette sat at the other side of the glass, giving you a right scare. Your heart pounded in your chest and a hand flew to your mouth.

"Goku!? What are you doing here so late!?" You moved to the window and slid it up, letting in a nice warm summer nights breeze. Goku stared up at you with a pouted lip and yellow puppy dog eyes, that caught the moonlight beautifully.

It made you remember all the years you had spent fawning over him as your mentor, and the most recent years you had spent being slightly jealous of his wife, before you matured and 'moved on'.

When he looked at you like that, it didn't feel like you had moved on at all.

"Chichi kicked me out for getting fur on the couch." Goku pouted, resting his furry elbows on the windowsill. "I tried to go to Bulmas but no one was in."

You nodded in thought. "I'm pretty sure they've taken Trunks on holiday to some theme park."

Goku frowned. "Oh. Makes sense." His tone was so light for the gravelly, throaty voice that his form brought forth.

You shook your head, amused and bemused, and ushered him inside and out of the dark.

You switched on your bedside lamp and the big burly Saiyan clambered over the window ledge, sliding the window, and curtains, shut behind him.

He shook put his thick, dark mane and smiled greatfully at you, his fangs poking out from beneath his top lip. His face looked handsome in the dim orange glow from the lamp, and his teeth glinted, catching your eyes, drawing them to his mouth.

"Thanks for lettin' me in, Y/N." He grinned.

You brushed of his thanks with a happy smile, sitting back on your bed, back into the warmth of your blanket. The little shorts and cami you had on wasn't very... modest.

Goku wasn't one to have wandering eyes, anyway, but you weren't going to be the one to stumble a married man- even if it was by accident.

He sat on the very edge of the mattress, his weight bowing the bed down on one side. "Ah I feel so crappy for pissin' off Chichi. Things just haven't been the same since the separation. I should really move out-"

Your eyes went wide. "Seperation!?" OK, THAT was unexpected! Last time you saw them- albeit being 5 or so years ago- she was all over him, clinging to his arm and giving him big loving smiles every time he looked at her.

Perhaps it was the form, that now apparently had stuck. Maybe poor Chichi couldn't stick the fur and exposed abs -although you couldn't see why not- and constant gruff voice, that frankly sent tingles up your spine.

Goku shrugged. "I dunno what it was. We just grew apart I suppose-" his tail waved slowly, sadly. "She seems happier now she's got the house to herself most the time."

You patted his furry back sympathetically. "She's probably just glad she doesn't have to clean so much. Don't take it personally."

He turned to you, his eyes shadowed and dark behind his long bangs. "I wish that was it, but it's not. She told me she didnt 'love me' anymore. I'm too much hassle with the fur."

He ran his hand over the fluffy part of his abdomen, glumly running his fingers through the slightly matter fur.

"I'm sure that isn't true." You hummed, watching the way his hand glided through his pelt and wandered what it would feel like if you did that yourself. You followed his hand as it moved to his abs, rippling over the soft indents and curvature of his tanned skin. A blush formed on your cheeks, and Goku chuckled, a deep rumbling noise that came from the very bottom of his chest.

He had been following your eyes, like he used to do back in your training sessions, to gage what exactly you were thinking about.

And just like back then, he had caught you admiring his physique just a little too much.

"So what do you think of this form?" He purred, leaning a little closer to you on the bed, resting back on his outstretched hands.

You swallowed, slightly hypnotised as his chest stretched out, and rose and fell with his breaths.

"It's really impressive. Very.. monkey like."

Goku laughed, and gave you another toothy grin. "Wanna feel?"

Your heart STOPPED. "Wanna feel.. what-?" You chose your words carefully.

Goku took your hand from your lap and set it on the furry part of his solid muscle bound stomach. "My fur."

Your fingers spread amongst the red, which was soft yet somehow coarse at the same time. Your heart thumping in your ears, your hand feeling up the strong muscles and across the dense ribs of your old master and friend.

He watched you and grinned, his eyes glinting a perfect amber in the light of the lamp.

"S'nice, isn't it?" His words were soft. You could've sworn he tensed slightly as you neared the ridge between flesh and fur.

"Mhm." You didn't want to open your mouth too much, for fear of letting the mounting drool flood out down your chin. Good Kami Kai. Why you? Why today?

Goku grasped your wrist and brought it higher. "Skins pretty soft too.." he purred, setting your palm on his pectoral.

Your face reflected the colour of his fur now, red spreading across your cheeks and neck. He found your reaction amusing, as always. He remembered the days fondly where you couldn't even stand eye to eye with him before sparring because you would go as red as a tomato- and that was back before the days of transformations and forms.

It had been amusing then, but now since being married he understood why exactly you reacted the way you did, and they fact that even now, decades later, you were still the same blushing baby under his gaze was nice. Despite his age, he still had the same effect that he always had on you, and he liked the comfort of something going unchanged in his life.

You. You were the thing that always stayed steadfast.

He brought a finger to your cheek and touched the hot, soft skin. "You alright?" He teased. "Goin' a little red there-"

You pulled your hand back, faster than you've ever moved before, even during fights. "Wha- oh. Oh! Sorry."

Shit! How long had you had your hand there for? His face was a mixture of amusement and... lust. Was that lust? His golden eyes glimmered with something sensual that you swore you were misreading.

"Sorry for what?" He got a little closer. Close enough to smell your arousal.

That's right. His Saiyan sense of smell was stronger than any humans. It was akin to a dogs- he could smell a hot pie from a mile away. His senses went feral- he had been needy for so long.. and with no wife to quell his rising ache.. having you in those small shorts in such close proximity was sending him silently insane.

"I'm sorry for being handsy." You laughed nervously. "Having a man in the house is nice. I'm not used to it." Your half hearted attempt at changing the subject didn't go unnoticed.

"Uhuh." Goku brushed the excuse aside and leant closer, practically leaning over you. "How 'bout you tell me what's on that pretty mind of yours?" His fangs peeked over his lip again, and he planted a hand at the side of your thigh.

You blinked. "On my mind?"

He nodded, not breaking eye contact.

You inhaled sharply. "I was just.. thinking.. you are very handsome? I guess."

Goku tittered. "My chest is 'handsome?'"

"...sexy?" You shrunk back into yourself. The air felt so thick between you, it could be cut with a dull knife.

He grinned again, crawling over you, caging you flat on your back against the mattress. "That's a better word for it."

You gasped slightly, his nose coming close to yours and his eye spearing your very soul. Any words stuck in your throat, his eyes sliding down to your lips. Was he... was he going to-

He was, and he did, lowering himself with strong arms to inquisitively brush his mouth against yours, asking almost politely. You obliged, needing this decades worth of stomach knots to final unravell onto him. His tongue was eager to gain access, probing your mouth and tasting you like he had been craving you. His thick mane fell about your head, shadowing the both of you. He pulled back to breathe, almost glaring at you as he caught his breath. Something feral passed behind his eyes and his pants turned to soft growls.

"I need you." He purred, grasping the back of your neck and running a thumb down your throat. "I've needed you."

Your eyes go wide like saucers, slightly terrified of this new version of Goku- but massively aroused all the same. ".. Then.. then take me." You whisper, tensing your thighs together at the tingle sensations rippling through your core in anticipation.

In response, he buried his fangs into the side of your neck. You mewled, the pain and pleasure folding into one, sending your mind into a blurry fog. The sound was a song that Goku didn't realise he had needed to hear for years.

Being homeless had never been better.

#dbz #anime #goku #goku x reader #ssj4 #goku ssj4 #goku ssj4 x reader

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mintmatcha · 1 year

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ennoshita x reader

cw: cisfem reader, intercrucal sex, fingering, shower sex, established relationship

Minors DNI banner by @/benkeibear

takes place 6 months after just the tip

“You know what I’m going to say.”

You try to play off your smile as annoyance, rolling your eyes with a shake of your head. You drop your bags by the foot of the bed and shed your coat, letting it crumple on the floor. “I’m going to take a shower. I remembered to bring conditioner this time.”

“You wouldn’t have to remember conditioner-” Ennoshita sing-speaks, watching you from his spot on the top of the mattress- “if you’d just move in.”

You exchange knowing looks. The idea makes something glimmer inside your chest, shiny and exciting. Your relationship is inching towards the year mark; moving in together is the obvious next step, especially when your lease is ending in two months.

You’re going to give in and live here, obviously.

But it’s fun to tease him.

“Hmm, nope,” you shrug, “I like my apartment.”

“I could move into your place,” Ennoshita replies too easily. He’s already prepared for bed, pajamas on and hair washed. It’s still early, but tomorrow’s a work day and he needs to be up early for the clinic.

“And commute an hour to work?” you scoff, “You’d hate that.”

He smiles with his eyes, real and true. “I’d love other parts of it.”

“Oh yeah? Like what?” you ask, “Seeing me change?”

As you shimmy your jeans past your hips Ennoshita shifts, moving ever so slightly in the corner of your vision. He tilts his head just a couple of degrees to watch you move with an uninhibited view, smiling slipping down, down, down, until his bottom lip catches between his teeth, pearly white against the deep hue of his vermilion.

“That’s one benefit.”

“Don’t look at me like that.”

His eyes crease with amusement, narrowing into half moons, sharp and hungry. “Like what?” he says, an edge of teasing on his voice as he adjusts deeper in his seat, legs spreading almost on their own as if you wordless invite you in. You step out of your pants, then strip off your shirt as well. Your underwear is the practical kind, skin tone with too much coverage, and yet he still reveres you all the same, that pearly clutch only growing tighter the more he marvels.

“Like you’re gonna eat me.”

Your boyfriend's smile only grows. “Come here and maybe I will.”

You take a delicate step backwards, hands reaching behind your own back to unclasp your bra.

“No.” You let it fall and his eyes latch on to the curve of your tits, “You come here.”

When you dip around the corner, the bed creaks with the sudden release of weight and Ennoshita is quick to follow, fingers nimbly undoing his shirt buttons as he pursues you, sure yet patient, like a wolf on the hunt. By the time you make it to the bathroom, he’s eclipsing you; his bare chest presses into yours, squishing your tits against him as he catches you in a kiss.

The physical contact between you has developed. It’s more natural now, with edges of neediness that are so sharp that you think he might break-

But he hasn’t.

Not that you’re upset. You cum more often than most of your friends, but you still find yourself craving a good hard fuck-

Especially in times like this, where you can feel his cock starting to harden against your stomach.

“I really do need a shower, Chichi,” you mumble halfheartedly.

Ennoshita chuckles at the nickname, only squeezing you tighter. His eyes sparkle under the overhead light, their color melting into the black of his pupil, endlessly dark, yet bottomless with pure affection. You’d never tell him this to his face in fear that he’d take it the wrong way, but they remind you of a cow's eyes, soft and sweet and large, with deep lower lids and thick eyelashes that sweep downwards over his iris.

“Go ahead," he says, "I’ll wash your back.”

You love him. The ooey, gooey kind that sticks to your ribs and keeps you full well into the night. It makes you a little sick to think about, like you could choke on it if you swallow the wrong way.

You let him peel the rest of your clothes from your body and you return the favor, both of you naked in the door of his bathroom and bare to each other. The tile is cold against the soles of your feet, but the rest of you is warm.

“Stop doing that,” you scold as Ennoshita departs with a kiss. He starts the tub, testing the heat with his fingertips every couple of seconds, rushing the water to heat faster.

“Doing what?” he hums.

“Being so sweet.” Steam is already starting to cling to the mirror as you both step into the tub and pull the curtain back. The warm spray pulls a sigh from both of you as you settle, facing the shower with Ennoshita to your back. He maintains a boundary, but you can feel him there, moving in the space right off of your skin, electric in anticipation it builds.

“I’m sorry," he says with no remorse in his voice. His lips brush over the nape of your neck, breath cool in contrast to the steam. "Can I make it up to you?”

You lean back, head against his shoulder, damp hair clinging to his skin as you try to see his face. The drum of water against your chest dulls your hum, steals the playful sounds in your throat as he finally touches you, pushing his hands up your sides until they are cupped under the curve of your tits. He lifts them slightly with the press of his fingers and you can feel how he swallows against you, thick with desire.

”Can I?” he asks again. His touch travels up, greedy hands squeezing and pinching at your nipples, the slickness of water gliding between your skin. “Can I make you feel good?”

You nod and press back into him to savor the soft comfort of how his hands wander. One still cups at your chest while the other dips low, fumbling to part your pussy. His middle finger curls and bumps over your clit a bit too roughly as he tries to find it, eager yet clumsy. A runnel of warm water follows his arm, the flow pleasantly warm where it moves against you and the trickle between your legs teasing.

With tentative circles, he falls into a rhythm, brushing over your hooded clit over and over as he mouths the back of your neck. The build up is slow, but there, and your hips wiggle reflexively against him when the urn becomes too much. His cock is now fully hard and nestled into the dip of your ass. It kicks in time with your whines.

“Chikara, ah-” You cling to his wrist, holding him in just the right place as heat overtakes your senses. Wantonly, you throw your foot on to the rim of the tub, knocking over bottles to give him more space to maneuver. He uses the space to stroke you more freely, in neater, cleaner motions.

“Right there, like that.” Your core tightens and you suddenly feel more empty than ever.

The longer you wait, the more ravenous for him you’ve become, your ache to be fucked almost physically painful some days.

“Move in and I’ll do this every night.” Ennoshita’s voice drips with want, “M-make you cum all you want. All you need.”

He pulls you closer. “Just say yes.”

You throw him a look. “You can’t ask now, that’s not f-air.” You squeak out the last syllable as he squeezes his other hand, grip slipping against the slick fat of your tit.

“Move in.” His teeth nips at the back of your neck, “And I’ll-” He stumbles over his words, then refocuses, voice firm, “I’ll fuck you.”

Shock stiffens your spine straight. He’s never suggested breaking his rule. Sure, you’ve skirted the line many times before, but you’ve never fully broken it. It’s his boundary to cross and, despite how much you want him, you’ve never pushed him on the issue.

“Chi-”

“I want to.” He interrupts your worry by rutting his hips into your ass, water lubing his cock as it moves between your cheeks, “Fuck, I want to.”

He readjusts and you’re greeted by the firmness of his cock, pressing through the petals of your cunt. He grips on to your hips, tight enough flesh bulges through his fingers, and drags you back across his length. With every movement, he swallows back a groan, chest high and heavy with sounds he doesn’t want you to hear. Everything between you is slick from the shower, but when you look down, the head of his dick is glazed with thicker, shinier excitement. You are still pulsing, so close to your own high, and you wonder if he can feel your pussy twitching against him.

“I think about it all the time,” he says, voice fucked past the point of recognition, “Holding you like this. Giving you what you want.”

He pulls back and pushes forward, faux-fucking you at a slow, controlled tempo. The shower provides its own lube, mixing with your own body’s excitement to ease his thrusts through the valley of your thighs.

“What you need.”

He pressed on your lower back to angle your hips forward and suddenly the sensation changes. The ridge of his cock catches against the sensitive bump of your clit, pulling another shock of pleasure from you. Each stroke makes you jump, pushing on to your heels with a whine. The rhythm is just enough for you to both get lost in it, hopelessly, aimlessly grasping for each other.

“I’m honestly obsessed with you,” he teases, throwing your own words from way back when back at you.

Tight heart builds in you with every stroke, pulling infinitely stronger until every muscle in your body is taut in anticipation.

This isn’t enough, you realize. You need just a bit more.

You bring your leg back to the ground and cross your ankles, squeezing your thighs together tight. Ennoshita chokes at the sudden sensation, hips stuttering against your ass with sharp, wet claps. The new tension means his member smushed against you and every vein and ridge and texture is apparent with each rut into the makeshift pussy your legs have formed.

“Oh, shit-” he grits out, head dropping to your shoulder and arms wrapping around you tight, locking you in place against him, “Shit-

He spills on to your thighs with a mangled sob, cock jerking with each ribbon of spend. His whole body flushes with heat, all the way down to his shaking thighs. The feel of him, the sound of him, it's insanely hot, but your stomach still sinks as your own high starts to drift away.

"Did you cum?" he asks after a moment. Ennoshita trails sweet kisses down the curve of your spine as he lets you go, cock still locked between your thighs.

You shrug, trying to reach awkwardly behind you for him. "No, but it's fine."

Ennoshita pauses. "No." He runs his fingers through the last remnants of his cum that cling to your thighs, "It's not."

Slicked fingers find their way back to you, dipping deep within your folds to roll your clit. This time, he’s more confident, playing with you faster, needier, pulling whines out of you much easier than before. The feel of his spend adds to the delight, everything about both of you just wet, wet, wet.

The position is awkward, but he still manages to reach around and work his fingers into you, pushing his cum deep inside you. The fullness gives you a tremendous release, but also stokes the fire, forcing you to want more and more- more of him, more of his cum inside you-

“Where it belongs,” he says, as if he can read your mind, and you nod in agreement. Yeah, inside you is where it belongs.

Ennoshita grinds the heel of his palm into your cunt and it’s all suddenly too much. The string inside you breaks and you cum, hard. The sensation makes you sob, pulling in air so hard that you inhale the shower stream and you immediately erupt into a coughing fit. Ennoshita laughs, incredulous.

“Are you alright?” He pats your back. You gather yourself with a sniffle, standing to face him. His dark hair is wild, half wet and smeared across his forehead as he coos with sympathy, calm smile pinned deep into his cheeks.

“You came so hard you’re crying.”

“I did not,” you retort weakly.

“Okay, okay. If you say so."

He holds his arms open for you and you shuffle into them, that shower drizzle already starting to lose its heat. You should hurry and stop running up the utility bill, but instead you linger, savoring the innocent part of skinship. Ennoshita doesn't seem to mind, occasionally dotting kisses onto your crown.

“I will, by the way,” you whisper, “Move in.”

He's unphased. You both already knew that you were going to agree. “Good.”

“Not because of the sex,” you clarify, speaking into the crook on his shoulder. “Because of the ‘you.’”

“I know." He hums to himself, throat buzzing under your touch, “Want me to wash your hair?”

You shake your head with a sigh. "Can't."

"I can't? Am I that hopeless?"

You peek up. He's watching you with those round, round eyes. "My conditioner is still in my bag, Chichi."

He laughs a bit too hard, sputtering a bit on water himself. "

"You know what i'm going to say, don't you?" His fingers tickle at your side, "If you lived here-"

"I already said yes!"

He laughs again and its musical to your ears.

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yandere-writer-momo · 5 months

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12 days for baki Christmas (more like 13 days ahhhh). So I decided to post the first of the fanfics/ headcanons for my beloved moots!

Merry Christmas @thepastelspace 💕💕 I hope your exams go well 🥰

Baki Short Stories: A Gift

Chiharu Shiba x Afab Reader (fluff)

“What is this?” Chiharu held up the neatly wrapped gift (your name) handed him in confusion. The violet wrapping paper and white bow on the gift even matched his signature outfit. Chiharu didn’t think his girlfriend would be so thoughtful…

“I know it’s a bit early before Christmas but I really wanted to get you something.” (Your name) gave him a smile so warm, Chiharu swore he melted. (Your name) was always so sweet… god she made his head spin and his heart flutter. Chiharu felt like a school boy with a crush every single time they interacted. “It isn’t much…”

Chiharu opened the small gift a smiled, the man melted at the contents. A little white teddy bear sat inside with a violet jacket on and a blond pompadour. Did (your name) make him a bear of himself? That was so sweet. How could anyone be so sweet?

Chiharu carefully took the bear out of the gift box and held it in the crook of his arm. He’s never received a gift like this before… one that was made specifically for him. He was so touched…

(Your name)’s dainty fingers wiped away his tears with a smile. He hadn’t even noticed the dampness on his cheeks since his heart was so full. His girlfriend’s action made Chiharu’s cheeks burst aflame. How embarrassing…

Chiharu turned his head off to the side to try to hide the furious blush on his face but she had already seen it. He was seriously the cutest…

“Are you crying?”

“No… there’s just something in my eye is all.” Chiharu grumbled while you giggled. (Your name) wrapped her arms around him and poked his red cheeks.

“You’re so cute, Chichi.” The pet name only made his cheeks turn redder and for him to stutter.

“H-hey! Stop teasing me, woman!”

“I’m sorry, I couldn’t help myself from teasing my cute man.” Chiharu scooped her hand up in his and gave it a kiss, the bear still tucked into his arm.

“Thank you, my love.” Chiharu smirked at the blush on (your name)‘s cheeks. Oh how the turn tables have turned. “How about I take you somewhere as a thank you?”

“Okay, Chichi.” (Your name) gave his hand a tender squeeze. “Merry Christmas.”

Chiharu laughed as he lead her away to a restaurant. “Merry Christmas, baby.”

#female reader #yandere baki #baki the grappler #baki hanma #baki son of ogre #baki x reader #baki the grappler x reader #chiharu shiba #shiba chiharu #Baki Shiba #Baki Shiba Chiharu #Shiba Chiharu x reader #fluff #christmas fanfic #christmas #Baki Christmas

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dessertpanda · 1 month

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Pt 3 goku x reader

The day had finally came, Bulmas birthday party was in full swing. "You don't thinks they're actually coming do you?" She looked nervously to her husband, praying that the familar faces wouldn't apear and spoil her mood. "Well Woman you did invite them and they did RSVP so." Vegeta answered with a snarky voice, He had told her it was a bad idea but she had refused to listen. "BULMA" Chi-Chi called, walking up the stairs with a guy attached to her arm. "This is Zack, He's my boyfriend" she smiled happily before leaning up and kissing his cheek. He was tall, not nearly as tall as Goku but still tall. She looked back to her friend and smiled, "I can sense their energy" Vegeta stated looking to the sky. Both Bulma and Chi-Chi stilled, "G-Goku? and Y/N?" Chi-Chi's fist balled as anger and jealousy started to over take her.

With Y/N and Goku

"MOM HOW MUCH FARTHER??" Goten complained. "Yeah Mum this is such a long flight" Trunks whiney voice followed. Y/N chuckled, the boys had started to call her mom the other week as a joke but the name just stuck. "Aren't you both sayians? this should be a breeze." She looked to Goku for a little back up but he shared a tired looking form. "You guys stayed up late training again huh?" She asked, glancing at the three. "Whhhaaattt? No Y/N. I'm a responsible adult I would never let them" Goku made an attempt to defend himself. "But dad you're the one who asked us to help you with mmffmdf" Goten was quickly cut off by Trunks hand covering his face. " Dude shut up" Trunks whisper in his ear glancing between Y/N and Goku. She only rolled her eyes and continued forward. "We are almost there, maybe like 5 more minutes," she gave a forced smile. As they got closer her nervous where really kicking in. What if acting this way caused a fight?? She had no doubt that her and Goku could win but she hated the thought of having to hurt some of the people who where once Gokus closest friends, some even family. "Hey, It's okay. We are going to be okay" Goku gently took her hand, giving her a comforting smile. "Whatever you think is about to happen, we will face it together... All of us" He took a glance at the boys who offered their own smiles in an attempt to comfort her. She took a breath before returning the smile, "Right we are a happy family" Her voice held no sarcasm only joy in remembering that fact. "Thats my girl," Goku smiled maintain her hand in his. "FINALLY" Trunks yelled finally seeing the venue come into view as they approached.

"GOTEN, TRUNKS, DAD!!" Gohan called, quickly flying up to meet them. He gave Trunks and Goten loving nuggies before being brought into a group hug with Goku. Y/N only smiled softly at their actions, admiring their affection for each other. Spotting her father from the corner of her eye. She watched with wide eyes as he beckoned her over with his hand. Looking around ensuring that the wrench Bulma was not near, she cautiously made her way down to him. "Old Man" she greeted him with a straight face. At the moment she felt like crying as his cold stone face relayed no emotion. He starred at her for a moment before pulling her into a deep hug. "Hi little" He greeted her, digging his head into her hair. Oh how long it had been since he called her that, keeping up an act like this was tough on her. For a long time she thought he had actually started hating her but his affection, his hug, his uneven breath that she could feel on the top of her head, put all those worries to rest. "Hi Daddy" she whispered before hugging him back with just as much force. "I'm so so sorry" He whispered into her head, he pulled away and looked down at her to find tears in her eyes but a soft smile. Y/N sniffled slightly, but jumped at the sudden power spike from the boys who where now behind here. "WHAT DID YOU DO TO MA?" Trunks was suddenly up in Vegetas face forcing him to take a step back. "Yeah Vegeta, you better have a good reason for making Y/N cry" Goku said, throwing an arm around her shoulder bringing her to his chest. "Relax Kakurot, remember how I told you we have much to discuss?" Goku's eyes remained sharp, "What about it?" He was now defensive, unwilling to deal with someone who had hurt Y/N so bad. "This," Vegeta gestured to the area around him, "Is all an act" To say the Sons, and Trunks where surprised was an understatement. "W-what, as in hating Y/N?" Gohan asked wanting conformation. "Yes, unfortunately.." "VEGETA GET IN HERE" Bulmas voice pierced the air. "Birth Giver" Trunks whispered with slight venom in his words. "I'M COMING WOMAN," He hollowed back. "That is the reason" Vegeta said before quickly walking back through the doors waving his hand for them to follow.

"Y/N what was that about?" Goku asked moving his arm so he could hold her hand. "Goku, I'm sorry I'm…" She looked at him with a face of guilt. "I'm under a oath that I can't speak of what I am or who I am," Her tears fell freely, "I'm so sorry Goku, I never wanted to lie to you but" Her face was cupped by a large hand. "Hey Hey Love, If there's something you can't tell me thats okay," He gently wiped her tears "I'll do anything, fight anyone to make sure our found family stays just like it is" He whispered his words making sure they sounded as sincere as he meant them to. "Thank you Goku" Y/N smiled her hand coming up to hold his, "I love you Y/N and I mean that in more ways than you think" He gave her a soft kiss on her forehead, made sure her tears where gone, then led her inside.

"Y/N how lovely, " Bulma was the first face they saw once they had entered. "GUYS THE HOME WRECKERS HERE!" she called out causing everyone's head to shoot up. "Please, feel free to socialize" She finished with a wicked smile. "Uh thanks Bulma" Y/N only returned the smile before walking away with Goku, arms interlocked. "Guess much hasn't changed" Trunks huffed holding Y/N as to not get separated. "Yeah, unfortunately you guys always end up in the conversation" Gohan said, glancing around at the glares that where being shot at the small happy family. "Y/N!" A female voice cheerfully called out. Looking around Y/N found Gohan's wife Videl walking towards the group with a big smile. "How are you?" She smiled taking Gohans arm and holding it. "I've been okay, but you know I'm a home wrecker so watch out" Y/N made fake claws and smiled with a grin, this caused Videl to giggle. "Oh, yes How could I have forgotten," She sighed shaking her head. "I really am sorry, you did nothing wrong" Videl tried to comfort the girl. "Oh it's okay, all I need are these three right here" she said glancing as her boys smiled. "We're doing quite alright" She shook her head as Goku leaned down to her whisper something to her. "If you're uncomfortable we can always leave" He gently kissed the spot behind her ear, Y/N reaction made Goku chuckle as she flushed red slightly. "Mama, I'm gonna go wonder with Trunks," Goten quickly took Trunks hand and drug him away from the four adults. "He calls you mama huh?" Gohan asked smiling at Y/N, "I'm sorry, I had no intention of taking that role from your mother but I'd hate to ask him to stop because it gives him comfort" She lowered her head in shame. 'I should've stopped that damn habit'

"No no please, I'm happy he's found that comfort again, In all honest I don't think what moms been doing would be good for him" He sighed shaking his head slightly. "Oh Zack you're so funny" Chi-Chi loud laugh was heard approaching. "Oh your mom met somone?" Y/N asked happy that the female seemed to have moved on. "Uh not exactly. see she keeps coming up with different men, at least once a month" Gohan sighed while looking down at Videl, "And the worst part is, she's not trying to move on she just wants to make you jealous dad" Looking up at his father who's attentions was focused on the approaching figures. " Well unfortunately, I'm quite happy" Goku's big smile was back and he turned his head to acknowledge his son. "GOHAN THERE YOU ARE" Chi-Chi yelled before dragging Zack right behind her. "Hon this is my son Gohan, he didn't leave me" She smiled completely oblivious to the others standing. "Gohan this is Zack my boyfriend" She was completely engrossed in getting the two antiquated and left out Videl, Goku, and Y/N who only took glances at each other before shrugging their shoulders. They watched silently as Gohan awkwardly tried to maintain conversation with the new stranger. "Oh yes very uh very interesting" Zack continued on and on about whatever he was talking about, while Gohan turned slightly eyes begging for assistance. However Zack seemed to have found another conversation starter. "Hellllo Doll," Zack quickly maneuvered around Gohan and approached Videl. Gohan slightly stunned watched as this whore man walked right past him and straight to HIS wife. "Hello baby, you are quite the looker" His voice was low and gravely, 'Gross' Y/N thought carefully watching the situation. Gohan was about to intervine when his mother grabbed him and started to drag him away. "Oh Gohan I must show you" She continued talking and talking, "Wait mom, Videl" Gohan tried to get his words in but by the time he had processed the situation he was gone out the room and left Videl with Zack.

Yeah no thank you, please take a big fucking step back" Videl quickly put space between her and the creep, making sure her discomfort was known. Her hands instantly went to shield her stomach which caught Y/N and Gokus attention. "Come- on love, just a little talking" He smiled but his eyes held no good intentions. "Ah lets stop right there lover boy" Y/N quickly stepped in when his eyes began undressing Videl. "Oh you're" He looked at Y/N for a moment, "hey wait a second... You're the homewrecker" He looked her up and down as well "I see why he left her, so wanna wreck the home again" He attention was now completely on Y/N. "Actually, I'd like to wreak your face for those disgusting comments but my sons are here so I'd rather not" Her smile was sickeningly sweet but her eyes told a whole other ordeal. He was slightly taken aback by her look, it was murderous. "So why don't you run along and find YOUR girlfriend and leave us alone hmm?" She titled her head slightly and closed her eyes adding to this innocent act. "Uh yeah, bitch" He muttered under his breath before speed walking way. "Videl you okay love?" Y/N quickly went to condole the girl "Do you think he was any strong?" Goku asked, curious as to if he had found a new opponent. "Goku," Y/N sighed shaking her head slightly. "I swear he never changes" she whispered to Videl who giggled at the comment. "You sure you okay? I can still kick his ass" Y/N double check with Videl before bidding a goodbye and returning to Gokus side. "I don't like that guy" Goku said as he remained staring at the direction Zack had ran. Y/N would never admit it but at that comment her heart hurt slightly, 'Was he Jealous?' She worried that Chi-Chi's might be working. Her thoughts where interrupted when Goku cupped her face and bought it so he could see her eyes. "I don't like the comments he made about you," His thumb running above her cheek bone "Made me wanna hit him" He closed his eyes before presenting a bright smile. "Maybe because I love you so much" He giggle, Y/N felt her heart sore, Chi-Chi's plan was working, Goku was jealous but it was all working in Y/N favor. However she would still feel guilty at time, 'Maybe I really am a home weaker'

"MAMA HELP"

DAMN THIS TOOK FOREVER BUT WORTH IT I THINK, HOPE YOU LIKE IT, :) ALSO FIND ME ON qoutev AT panda HAVE A GREAT DAY AND REMEMBER TO EAT,DRINK, AND LOVE YOURSELF BYEEEEEE

#dragon ball super #dragon ball #son goku #goku x chichi #goku x y/n #goku x reader #vegeta x bulma #vegeta x reader #cheating #anime

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xjoonchildx · 2 years

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adonis | pjm x reader

🚨 summary: your crackpot of a neighbor will not rest until you throw yourself at the gorgeous paramedic in town. she's nuts, y'all.

🚨 pairing: reader x paramedic!jimin

🚨 genre: meddling neighbors? horny little old ladies with bad-slash-good intentions? awkward OCs who can't find the words to speak in the presence of greatness?

🚨 warnings: one very mouthy senior citizen, sweet/shy jimin, an OC who can't find a clean shirt throughout the entire fic, one very spoiled pomeranian, smoking, sexual innuendo, literally one line of implied smut

🚨 word count: 3.4K (lmao)

🚨 notes: this is my drabble *snort* for the possum anniversary and i am celebrating the wonderful @starlostjimin who is such a cool, funny, amazing, talented person. did you know that 911 is 911 in america AND canada? anyhoo. i hope you like my very first jimin fic ever, and i hope it delivers on the things that you wanted 💕

thank you always to @hobi-gif for being the most amazing beta and person in general.

If you had to wager a guess, you’d say it was Mrs. Choi from the fourth floor who’d dialed 911. That miserable old bat has always struck you as kind of a snitch.

At any rate, that’s how you find yourself standing outside your condo at ten o’clock at night, wearing nothing but a faded bathrobe and a pair of worn-out house slippers. Lights mounted on top of the fire truck idling at your building’s entrance turn the courtyard into a tragic makeshift disco, everything and everyone splashed in flashes of red and white.

You mill around on the damp grass with the rest of your neighbors, each of you turned into temporary exiles in mismatched sleepwear.

Mr. Nam from the sixth floor is yelling into his phone as he paces, giving someone an earful about the disruption. Mrs. Song from the seventh floor was smart enough to grab a lawn chair and she watches the scene unfold like it’s one of her beloved dramas. Mr. Baek from the first floor doesn’t pay any mind to the fuss around him, engrossed in a book good enough to drown out the grumbling and sirens.

But you don’t spot the woman who lives in the unit next to yours – not right away – because it takes her an absurdly long time to heed this whole evacuation business.

When Mrs. Yun finally breezes through the condo’s glass doors, she does so with all the subtlety of a pageant queen. She makes a beeline for you, decked out in a Hawaiian-print muumuu loud enough to wake the dead – accessorized by a full face of makeup, a full set of curlers, and her trusty Pomeranian tucked under one arm.

“What is all this fuss about?” she pouts, giving Chichi an affectionate scratch. You lean over to give the dog your own scratch and she licks your fingers as thanks.

“Hell if I know,” you shrug. “I came outside when I heard the sirens. Which, by the way, was about ten minutes ago.”

“I was busy,” Mrs. Yun sniffs, affronted by your reprimand. She sets Chichi down to pat her curlers and make sure each is still in place. “I have a friend coming over tonight.”

“A friend.”

“Yes honey, a friend,” she echoes, tone haughty. “You should try it some time.”

God, you really should. The only man in your life these days is the Doordash driver and the last time he’d come by, he’d made a clumsy joke about your sodium intake. You’d been embarrassed, sure, but somehow that pales in comparison to this reminder that you’re being outsexed by the little old lady next door.

“You should ask someone when they plan to let us back in,” Mrs. Yun says, tapping her foot impatiently. “You should ask – ” she pauses to look out over the crowd, eyes lighting as she points one fresh gel nail in the direction of the fire truck, “ – him.”

You follow the trajectory of that thin finger with your gaze until your eyes land on Mrs. Yun’s intended target. And then you blink as you take in what is surely the most beautiful man you’ve ever seen. Dark eyes and sandy blonde hair and a jawline so sharp, it could have been cut from granite.

Holy shit.

“I’ll say,” Mrs. Yun grins, and your face burns with embarrassment when you realize you’ve spoken out loud. It flames even hotter when she raises an arm to wave him over.

“Sir? Sir!”

“No. No, no, no, no, no.” You panic, whispering in the most threatening tone you can muster. “Put your hand down. Don’t – ”

But it’s too late. Mrs. Yun has already caught the attention of this Earth-bound Adonis. He makes his way towards you both without delay, wearing an easy smile so devastating it makes sweat bead at your temples.

“Hi there,” he greets kindly. “How can I help you?”

“Thank you, Mr. – ” Mrs. Yun pauses to squint at the name embroidered on the man’s dark navy uniform, “ – Park. What’s all this uproar about tonight, huh?”

“Yeah, sorry about that,” he chuckles, and you find yourself mesmerized by the way his eyes crinkle at the corners. “Someone called 911 because they smelled smoke, so we had to come check it out.” A radio secured to his shoulder crackles with an incoming transmission and he pauses to listen before he speaks again. “Pretty sure they’re almost done checking the building. Old places like this, we’ve always got to put in a bit more attention where the wiring is concerned. Wouldn’t want to leave you ladies in a dangerous situation.”

“Oh, of course not,” Mrs. Yun purrs, making no effort to hide the cheeky once-over she gives him. “We certainly appreciate you being thorough.”

The Adonis – Mr. Park – flushes, clearing his throat as the tips of his ears turn pink. You make a mental note to sit Mrs.Yun down later to explain that a few things have changed since her heyday.

The radio crackles again, a garbled voice coming over the line.

“Sounds like they’re almost done,” he explains, looking down at his feet to find Chichi sniffing at his boot. He crouches down to pet her and she curls into the curve of his hand, eager for his touch.

Somehow you’re willing to bet this man has that kind of effect on everything in his path – men, women, and houseplants alike.

He gives Chichi a few firm scratches before getting back to his feet. The rigid fabric of his uniform pants strains against the lean muscles of his thighs as he moves and Mrs. Yun’s eyes practically bug out of her face. You’d jam an elbow in her side if you thought there was a chance you could pull it off without being caught.

“I’d better get back,” he says, turning to you with one of those debilitating smiles. Your toes curl inside the shabby velvet of your slippers. “Please don’t hesitate to let me know if you need anything.”

“Oh, we won’t!” Mrs. Yun calls out, appreciating his retreating form with a lifted brow. You wait until the man is well out of earshot before turning on her.

“What the hell was that?” you demand.

“That – ” she says with her nose in the air, “ – is why you never leave the house without your face on.”

“You were practically undressing that man with your eyes,” you accuse hotly. “You do know what sexual harrassment is, don’t you?”

Mrs. Yun huffs as she bends down to scoop up Chichi. “I wasn’t harassing the man, I was appreciating him. Fine art is meant to be admired.”

“Oh, please,” you grumble. “And don’t think I missed that little detail about the smoke.”

She narrows her eyes at you.

“Mind your business.”

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One week later, a knock at the door nearly startles you right off the couch. You frown into your half-eaten carton of ramen and set it down on the coffee table, taking a moment to seriously contemplate pretending not to be home.

But then there’s more knocking – more insistent this time.

You pad across the floor, crack the door open and the ramen in your stomach threatens to come right back up.

“Hi again.”

You blink.

“Sorry to bother you, it’s just that your neighbor suffered a fall and she said you would have a key to get into her place.”

The Adonis – Mr. Park – looks a little sheepish as he stands in the doorway, waiting for you to speak like a normal human being with a passable set of social skills. He shoves one hand through his sandy blonde hair and the locks seem to fall back in slow-motion.

“I – y-yes of course,” you stutter, so flustered that you nearly trip over your own feet in your haste to scramble for the kitchen. You dig Mrs. Yun’s spare key out of the silverware drawer and rush back to drop it into his waiting palm.

“I hope she’s okay,” you worry, biting at the inside of your cheek. “I’m right here if you guys need anything else.”

“We’ll take good care of her,” another voice promises, and you crane your neck to peer past the stunning Mr. Park to search for the source of it. A second man stands out in the hallway, a heavy duffel bag slung over one muscular arm covered in a myriad of tattoos. His face is boyish and beautiful and soft, a stark contrast to his powerful body.

Jesus. Who’s doing the recruiting in this city?

“We’ll have this back to you right away,” Mr. Park promises, and your neck heats when he rewards you with one of his sweet smiles.

The second they leave, you make a beeline for the bathroom – and cringe as you stand in the mirror and peel one half-dried ramen noodle off the front of your shirt.

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15 minutes later, Mr. Park’s picture-perfect partner is knocking at your door.

“Hey there.”

You might have run a brush through your hair and dabbed on a bit of tinted chapstick in the last five minutes, but he notices that – or the absence of one half-dried ramen noodle, he makes no indication.

“Hi again,” you say. “Is she okay?”

“Oh, for sure. Maybe a little banged up, but otherwise she’s alright. She’s asking for you though, if you can walk over with me.”

“Yes, of course.” You shuffle into the hall and let him lead the way, through the open front door to Mrs. Yun’s unit and the narrow foyer that opens up into her living room. She’s upright on the couch, holding an ice pack to her head. The glorious Mr. Park is bent down on one knee at her side.

“I’ll tell you what,” she says, looking as pleased as a queen holding court, “I’m grateful every day for the very dedicated public servants in this city. That was terrifying.”

“But you’re okay, right?” you ask.

“Nothing broken, so far as we can tell,” the Adonis says. “She’s probably going to be good and sore tomorrow, but for now she’s doing just fine.”

“Thanks to Mr. Park and Mr. Jeon here,” Mrs.Yun says sweetly. A little too sweetly, in fact. The wheels in your brain start to turn and you eyeball her from across the room. She peeks at you from behind the ice pack and dons an angelic smile.

“Yes, they are certainly appreciated,” you say slowly, the skepticism in your voice vibrating at a frequency only Mrs. Yun can hear. She beams at Mr. Park as he gets to his feet and starts to pack up his things.

Mr. – Jeon, was it? – slings his heavy duffel bag over his shoulder. “Be sure and take those anti-inflammatories tonight, okay? You’ll be all locked up in the morning if you don’t.”

Mrs. Yun practically preens at the personal attention she’s gotten from these two insanely good-looking men. “I will.”

“You’re lucky to have a good neighbor,” the Adonis says to Mrs. Yun, turning to you with a genuine smile. Your heart thuds in response. “If it’s alright with you, keep an eye on her tonight? She might need your help.”

“I’ll keep an eye on her, alright,” you say with a tight smile, and Mrs. Yun clears her throat.

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“Promise me – right now – that you really fell.”

“What did I tell you about leaving the house with your face on?”

“Answer the question,” you fire back and Mrs. Yun sighs, tossing the ice pack down on the couch.

“Yes, honey, I did fall. I fell in love with that scrumptious Mr. Park the second I saw him. And if I were a woman thirty – ”

You raise an eyebrow.

“ – Okay, fifty years younger than I am, I would be taking him for a spin myself. But since I’m not, I’ve decided that you should have him. Did I bend the truth a little? Yes. But for a good cause. I’m a very thoughtful person, you know.”

“You are outrageous,” you hiss, pacing as Mrs.Yun pretends to look for dirt under her fingernails. “This is a waste of public resources! They’re supposed to be responding to emergencies. Real emergencies.”

“First of all – ” Mrs. Yun is defiant, chin in the air, “ – Nothing ever happens in this town. Nothing. And second, there’s dust in your panties, sweetheart. If that’s not an emergency, I don’t know what is.”

Your mouth falls open in a silent scream and Mrs. Yun ignores it, climbing off the couch with ease to cross the room and crack open a window. She pulls a box out of the tiny accent table perched beneath it and proceeds to light an absurdly long cigarette.

“You’re too damned young to be shut away in your house all the time,” she argues, pursing her lacquered lips to blow a stream of smoke out the window. “Work. Couch. Work. Couch. How can you stand it? Let me tell you what I’d be doing right now if I could turn back the clock and have your youth again: Mr. Park. I’d be doing Mr. Park. You should be doing Mr. Park.”

You stifle a disbelieving laugh. The novelty of your neighbor’s loose lips and bad habits wore off a long time ago, but sometimes she still manages to catch you off guard.

“Well, I’ve got an early morning so unless you have any more unsolicited sex advice to share, I’m going to have to call it a night.”

Mrs. Yun blows another long stream of smoke out the window.

“Nope. I’ve got it all off my chest.”

“Good then,” you say, turning on your heels. You make it all the way to the door before you pause and call out to her.

“And put that thing out!”

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Three days later, you find yourself struggling with an overloaded paper bag from the grocery store. Yes, you’ve purchased the reusable ones and yes, they’re a hell of a lot stronger – but you never miss an opportunity to leave them hanging in the closet on your way out the door.

Something in the bag is wet – well, moist at the very least. And it’s enough to have you gripping the bottom tight with both hands as you try to maneuver your way through the revolving door at the entrance to your condo. It’s an awkward fit inside the narrow sliver of space and as you’re shuffling forward, the door’s momentum dies. You push at it with one foot and lose an onion from the bag, nearly losing your balance in the process.

You blow out a heavy breath and go to push the door again, only this time it smoothly glides away before you even make contact. The misstep makes you jerk forward, but at least the door keeps moving long enough for you to step out of it.

“Think you lost something back there.”

Most of your hair has slipped out of your ponytail holder by now, the strands matted to your forehead with the sweat you worked up on the walk from the car. But when you turn, you can still make out the glorious Mr. Park quite clearly. He drops the onion back into your bag and smiles at you.

“Please, allow me.”

He lifts the bag out of your arms, carefully securing the bottom like you’d done just moments before. With your hands now free, you push your hair out of your face and silently pray that you don’t look as unfortunate as you suspect you do.

“You don’t have to do that,” you demur. “But I appreciate it anyway. Mr. Park, right?”

“Well, I’d much prefer you call me Jimin,” he laughs, the sound of it making heat bloom inside your chest. “But yeah, it’s me again.”

He’s not wearing his uniform, you realize. And though some small part of you mourns the loss of those fitted shirts and pants, his off-duty look – an oversized sweater, jeans and pair of sharp boots – sure as hell doesn’t disappoint.

“Do you… live here?” you ask stupidly, as though a man this handsome could live anywhere on this entire street without someone taking notice. “Or – ”

“No, no,” he says quickly. “I came by to check on your neighbor. You know, after the fall and all. I told her she could call me if she ever needed anything and she asked me to stop by.”

“You gave – ” you pause, shock forcing your voice at least an octave higher, “ – You gave Mrs. Yun your phone number?”

His cheeks pink at the observation. “She’s in her 70s, you know? Lives alone. I really don’t mind.”

You truly have no idea how your chain-smoking, jazzercising, oversexed hellion of a next-door neighbor has managed to convince this man she’s a frail old woman in need of a hero.

Will wonders never cease?

“Besides,” he says, “She’s kind of...quirky, you know?”

“That’s a very strange way to say unhinged,” you counter.

He laughs.

“You’re funny. Come on, I’ll walk you up.”

yun: DID YOU HAVE YOUR FACE ON [ 9:15 PM ]

yun: he told me he helped you with your groceries [ 9:15 PM ]

yun: now tell him to help you out of your clothes [ 9:16 PM ]

you: go to bed [ 9:16 PM ]

Two days later, legs like noodles from spin class, you limp through your front door and sag onto the couch. You might have napped for a second, you’re not entirely sure – but after a knock sounds at your door, you are most definitely alert. Your thighs protest as you force yourself off the couch to answer it.

You crack the door open and it’s him. Adonis. Mr. Park. Jimin.

And you’re wearing a gray workout shirt with what you are certain is one very sizeable sweat stain down the front. Good God, will there ever be a time when you see this man and don’t look like a complete wreck?

“Oh my gosh, did she call you again?” you ask, incredulous. “You are so sweet to do this for her, really but this is too – ”

“ – She didn’t call,” he interrupts, looking just the tiniest bit bashful.

“Oh.”

“Listen, this is kind of embarrassing and maybe not entirely appropriate given I know where you live, but it’s just that I don’t have your number.”

Your eyes widen and your already distressed legs start to feel a bit more weak. Jimin scrubs a hand down his jaw before he speaks again.

“I was actually wondering if you might let me take you to dinner sometime.”

You blink.

“Or I could cook you dinner. I make this really great prawn dish? But again, I’m not trying to be a creep or anything and it’s okay if you’re not comfortable with that – ” he’s backpedaling now, his words coming out in a rush.

“– You are not a creep,” you insist, when you’ve finally come to your senses and figure out how to access your words and use them to form sentences. “I just – I was just not expecting that. But yes, I’d love to go to dinner with you.”

Your knees threaten to buckle at the slow smile that comes over him.

“That’s great.”

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You fling the silverware drawer open and practically rip Mrs. Yun’s key out of it in your mad dash to her apartment. No, you do not feel guilty for letting yourself into her house, the woman has absolutely no boundaries and could use a taste of her own medicine.

You slam the door behind you when you walk in, and Mrs. Yun squints at you from her perch in the window. She blows out a perfect ring of smoke and then raises a brow.

“Got a bee in your bonnet?”

“Give me one of those,” you demand. “Right now.”

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There’s a knock at your door – again – only this time, you already know who’s on the other side. It’s your beloved Doordash driver, bringing an order of your beloved shio ramen. Two, actually.

You open the door to grab your food and Jimin calls out from the couch.

“Need some help with that?”

“Nah, I’m good,” you say over your shoulder.

When you turn back to thank the Doordash guy, he’s staring into your living room, eyes wide and trained on Jimin. You clear your throat and he snaps his focus back to you.

“Have a good night,” he says pleasantly.

And then he gives you a thumbs up.

yun: can the two of you keep it DOWN [ 11:22 PM ]

yun: some of us need our beauty sleep [ 11:22 PM ]

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