#GOOD FUCKING GOHAN CONTENT

[dailycupofcreativitea]

guys I read chapter 102

#I LITERALLY CLAPPED #SQUEALED #KICKED MY LITTLE FEET #all this 3 minutes before my meeting with my manager LMAO #GOHAN CONTENT #GOOD FUCKING GOHAN CONTENT #musings #dbs #dragon ball super #ALSO GOOD FUCKING GOTEN AND TRUNKS CONTENT #im kinda glad they did fat gotenks again tbh #cause i dont know if my heart could have handled even more baddassery in one chapter #if they did do proper gotenks i think id finally understand those videos of fans fainting at concerts

[peridotite]

i’d like to thank gt for my ENTIRE LIFE?

#GOHAN SATURDAY CHILLING. DONT @ HIM HES FUCKING CHILLING AND WAS READING LISTENING TO HIS TUNES AND DECIDED TO TAKE A NAP HE'S SO CONTENT !! #he's at peace. crying screaming throwing up #and vegeta eating ice cream and goten and trunks making him a sand mermaid body with boobs. god. its too good #my posts #sami watches dbz #dbz

[nagihonos]

finally got around to watching dragon ball super hero and

#okay db haters look away 😶‍🌫️😶‍🌫️😶‍🌫️😶‍🌫️😶‍🌫️ #this movie was SO good like it was corny as hell but idgaf i had a fun time!!!!! #gohan using special beam cannon as the final move maybe made me cry a little whos to say? #i like pans little character arc also as an avid pan supporter this movie made me so happy #the only downside was no marron or bulla honestly #everyone was here and had a fun little role. goku and vegeta (love them #only show up for like 5 minutes total and have a post credits scene where vegeta wins in a fight against him #this movie was just fun dragon ball stuff and i hope they continue this tone for the series #i think ill read the trunks goten mini arc now omg #also loooove that krillin is like 'hey remember when u got really big at the world martial arts tournament' and piccolo went 'oh yeah 👍' #*gets really big* #also idk if im just out of the db loop but love the new gohan entomologist lore! #also any krillin/18 content is a win for me! #actually the real downside was the continued propaganda of blue haired trunks. you will never get me to like it <3 #also i didnt think id like dr hedo and the gammas but i did! they were fun!! ofc gamma 2 died tho. black racism 🫤 (i watched the dub) #sorry i just needed to get my thoughts on this movie out #anyway this movie just proved that gohan needs to be the main character :) #i just cant get over him ending cell max with fucking SPECIAL BEAM CANNON im crying and screaming not the kamehameha or masenko like!!!!!! #like i know piccolo taught him masenko but theres just something abt sbc okay👍 #im so normal im so sane

[actuallysaiyan]

Definitely not the biggest simp for Kiba and Gohan-

Congrats on your follower count! 👏 you deserve that with your content (may or may not have me slowly falling into the Jiraya and Kakashi hole XD). As for the event! I have two possibilities based on your writing inspiration!

Prompt 4 with gohan

AND / OR

Prompt 6 with Kiba where he's person A ^w^

event here.

warnings: smut, unprotected sex(Kiba), mentions of drinking(Kiba), oral sex(male receiving/Gohan), some slight fluff, rough sex(Kiba) word count: o.9k(collectively) pairings: Son Gohan x Fem!Reader/Kiba Inuzuka x Fem!Reader prompts: Person A waking up Person B in the morning by working their mouth below the belt. and Person A playfully keeping Person B pinned down as they take Person B from behind. Person A lays their hands over Person B's as they kiss and bite Person B's neck and shoulder, whispering naughty/sweet things into their ear. Bonus: They’re doing it in front of a mirror. Person A takes pleasure from the look on Person B's face as Person B whimpers beneath them. a/n: Couldn't pick between the two, so I wrote two shorter ones!

Sleeping next to your half-Saiyan lover has you melting to every little touch and moment of affection. Gohan has gone through so much in his life, so you know that him falling in love was so important. He really wants everything to work out perfectly. You were his first for a lot of new experiences, and his fun side showed you that being quirky and silly was a lot of fun. So you and Gohan got along like a house on fire. It took no time for the both of you to fall so deeply in love with one another. 

You treat him well, and you dote on him like his mother does. But you know how to keep it light for the most part. The only thing that isn’t light is when you’re intimate with him. Becoming so intimate with a man like this is something so intense. Gohan shows you that Saiyan part of him, and he fucks you into the mattress like nothing else matters. He almost makes it seem like he’s trying for a baby sometimes, even though you haven’t discussed it just yet.

It’s a warm morning and the sun cascades through the window. Gohan is still resting, which is apparent by the light snores coming from him. You smile sweetly and roll over, being able to admire him even better while resting on your side. Gently, you run your fingers down his chest, watching as he stirs so lightly in his sleep. Suddenly, a thought pops into your head. A very naughty thought.

You slide down between his legs, smirking as you see the morning wood pressing against the sheets. You throw back the covers gently, watching as his cock twitches to the sudden gust of air. He still stays sleeping, moaning softly and then snoring once more. You press soft kisses to the underside of his cock, making it bounce a bit more as you continue your soft and teasing ministrations. 

And yet, Gohan still goes on sleeping. You smirk up at him, wondering if you could manage to begin sucking his cock without him waking up. You figure that’s just wishful thinking. There’s no way you could get that far without him opening his eyes and witnessing the lewd act you’re performing on him. You take his leaking cock into your hand and you begin slowly pumping it. Then you wrap your lips around the head of his cock, making him grunt. 

His eyes begin to open, and he lets out a whine when he feels your warm mouth enveloping his hard cock. This is truly so good. He never thought you’d be waking him up with morning head. Gohan bucks his hips a little, sending more of his thick cock into your mouth. You begin to gag and sputter, but you don’t let up. He lets out a sleepy apology, and he murmurs praise as you begin to bob your head up and down.

All he can think of is how perfect it is to wake up this way…

“Fuck you’re so tight!” Kiba grunts as he pumps into you. This all started when the two of you began flirting with one another at this party. You’ve known Kiba for years, but for the first time, he was looking so fine.

A few more drinks, and Kiba was guiding you into one of the empty bedrooms. The lights were turned down low and your lips had met in such a fierce and fiery kiss. You found his fangs so alluring as he dragged them down your neck, placing love bites in his wake. You gripped his hair before he pushed you onto the bed.

“Do you have any idea how long I’ve been dreaming of fucking you?” He growls, pinning you down on the bed. You squirm under his grasp, trying to get free but your attempts are half-hearted as you desperately want to know where this will go.

You giggle, “Why don’t you tell me all about it?”

Kiba has other ideas. He then maneuvers you onto your hands and knees, pulling the clothes off of you in a frantic haste. He kisses and bites your soft skin, leaving red marks wherever he can. Once he has you naked, he pulls his own jeans down and pulls out his throbbing erection. A few lazy pumps and then he’s sliding into you, reaching places so deep.

“Oh fuck!” You whine, knowing that you’re about to have your world rocked.

Kiba keeps you pinned down, his hands on top of yours. His hips move in a frantic pace, fucking you like a starved animal. You expected this from him, considering he’s so canine-like. You whine as he leans in to kiss and suck on your neck. The words that come out of his mouth are so filthy.

“You like that, huh? Such a cute little babygirl…your cunt’s dripping all over me.”

He fucks you hard and fast, and when he tugs on your hair, you notice the mirror that’s not far off in the room. You watch as Kiba slams himself into you, over and over. You have never seen such a lewd sight in your entire life. Soft mewls and whines slip from your lips as he pumps into you, bringing you closer and closer to your peak. You try to warn him, but all that comes out are pathetic little moans.

“I know, babygirl. Cum for me,”

He bites your neck once more, sending you over the edge. Your cunt grips onto him so hard, making him growl loudly. He’s not going to be able to last much longer. Kiba watches as you slowly come down from your high, and he pumps into you even harder and faster, chasing his own high.

Still, he keeps his fingers tangled in your hair, forcing you to watch him cum so hard deep inside your pussy.

#bacon.writes #kiba x you #kiba x reader #Gohan x you #Gohan x reader #kiba inuzuka x reader #kiba inuzuka x you #son Gohan x you #son Gohan x reader #naruto #Naruto shippuden #boruto #dragon ball #dragon ball z #dragon ball super #6k followers event

[dballzposting]

okay this is gonna sound maybe kinda wild but i need you to bear with me here. on account of i just had this thought but i have hit post limit and you're the only person i can trust with this

videl is a whiskey drinker. you know this, i know this, everyone knows this. it doesn't affect her. she's been sneaking a little bit ever since she was big enough to reach the bottle, bc Dad said it was a Real Man's Drink and she had something to prove.

Videl does not drink to excess, but even drunk videl is not that much different from normal videl. maybe a little floppier. maybe a little less testy. whatever.

but gohan?

gohan starts with wine. it's a low alcohol content. it's refined, it's classy, it fits the image of the future he wants. and, most importantly, he wouldn't feel embarrassed if his mom found out he had a glass of wine. She wouldn't be happy about him drinking alcohol, but she would Understand.

wrong fucking move.

he has one glass. He hates the way it makes him feel. The control he's fought so hard for slips away. he melts into Dionysus' bestial embrace.

all of a sudden his instincts kick in and he's fighting for control silently in his own mind. Stone-faced and wild-eyed, he sits alone in his dark bedroom. And when Videl opens the door, he makes unblinking eye contact. For several moments, her heart freezes and she understands that her husband is truly half-alien; something wretched from beyond the stars lurks in his chest.

he says, with no emotion expressed, 'we're alive, you and I.'

and her heart resumes

she walks up to the bed and sits on her knees next to gohan. she softly touches his face, and he gently, reverently, takes her forearm in his mouth like a dog.

she strokes his hair with her other hand, and he lets go. he looks up at her with sad, sad eyes. he speaks again

'I want to hunt a rabbit. not like a man, with guns and traps and ki, but like a quick and clever creature. the claws on my hands and the teeth in my mouth.'

and then, in the dim light of the hallway, videl looks at the nightstand and sees a cup and a bottle with just enough wine missing to deduce he has had one (1) glass of Sauvignon Blanc.

and after cooking up the steak she was saving for after she won the poker tournament tomorrow to sate gohan's bloodhunger, she puts him to bed and calls up Chi-Chi.

(I don't have an ending for this i just think that most aliens in dbz, saiyans especially, have a really low alcohol tolerance for reasons that would take forever to explain, and that gohan especially would be weird bc he has had so much training specifically to deal with his instincts and emotions, and that alcohol would interfere with the execution of that training but not the understanding of it)

thank you if you took the time to read this!

thank you if you took the time to read this!

Hey I think I need to answer this now like right now becos it was sent tonight and there is no way that this will be permissible tomorrow.

OK WElll let's see here let's break this down. Have no fear audience members we will get throuhg thsi

OK first of all

im sleepy let me think about this one.

You Have Hit Post Limit Yet Again.

Videl drinks whiskey the same way she smokes cigars ok got it. She's always been able to detect on some level the vacancy in her father where his spine should be so she's always known that titles like "Real Man" were empty aesthetics and that she herself captured the REAL ideals without having to boast it. But at some point she has to say something to give people something to listen to when their eyes fail them. She drinks that whiskey and she doesn't need to but she's damn good at it

Wine "fits the image of the future [Gohan] wants" ... It's a future that has the luxury to build itself on levels of social games like aesthetics and class and propriety ... it has the luxury of peace. Plus it's a fun fruity color. Lol.

THE IDEA THAT ONE (1) GLASS OF WINE JUST COMPLETELY FUCKING UNDOES HIM ?

He's had to fight for control and this control just puts its hat on and walks out the frontal cortex at the slightest flavor of alcohol. Like Ok I'm out. Bye

OK like actually everything about Gohan & Videl's relationship and interactions is completely the notion of Wearing Class on top of Beastliness. A dapper hat and bloody fangs. Vampires in the city. Complex mammalian social interactions being the most phylogenetically recent adaption to the nervous system and it necessarily has communications with the "lower" systems and making sense of the whole system is what makes us human. In my earlier post today I almost said something about Videl marrying the knives of intellect with the force of shadows but i coudnt figure out how to phrase it. I still can't. My point is that I think that this ask will cohere going forward but let's find out

He would sit there stone faced in the dark willing the moment to pass that is so Goahn ...

She literally would understand perfectly and she would give him her arm. He's an alien and something beyond the stars lurks unarticulated yet thriving in his being and she would see that and duely freeze as a human ought but she would feel like "FINALLY something that fucking MAKES SENSE" like she would get it

Because she KNOOOWS that she's gonna win the poker tournamnet. Gonna be honest. I think that it's gonna be Krillin's lucky night. Unless it's a woman-only tournament. Then I'm thinking that Bulma almost wins until A18 smoothly takes over at the last second. But Videl wins the other times. We just can't all be winners allof the time....

She's cooking the steak and he's pacing like a sad dog miserably musing that "it's not gonna be enough" and she has to be like "Look how red it is. Look how warm. Pretend it's fresh-killed." and Gohan remebers when he was a little boy when he was surviving in the wild, there was this dickhead dinosaur who always tried to get at him and Gohan would slice off a bit of its tail and eat it every time he won the fight. And the dinosaur kept trying. And Gohan almsot felt bad about it but now he's understasnding more than ever that winning or losing are just the outcomes of the NECESSARY NEED TO HUNT, it was righteous and essential that he and that dinosaur continuously engaged with each other and the dinosaur had no choice by nature. so he doesnt feel bad anymore in fact he feels thrilled at having partaken. And he feels big for winning. And he eats the steak and Videl offers that red wine goes good with red meat and he says NO PLEASE NO GOD. NO

OK like yes in the dragon ball that we see on screen it would track for Videl to call Chichi on the phone and garner a light commiseration re: Alien Husbands without actually disclosing any details at all, and even gather some productive insight or info. BUT The Chichi that I know is like "Laura" by Billy Joel and everything is about her feelings and so we honestly wanna keep her as far from the genuine lived experience of others as possible.

I'll believe you about the alcohol thign.

Also I'm gonna interject and say that Feeling your Feelings w/o judgement and w/o needing to take action about them is so imporatant and I wish that Gohan wouldnt fight himself down so much.

But I get it like he's more than an animal he's an alien and there's nothing more primal than being the improbable lovechild of a human and an alien and he will never know if what he is feeling is "acceptable" or "alien and fucked up" and he fears it all same

EVERYBIODY SLEEP TIGHT or WAKE UP !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

#dballz posting #dballz asks #gohan & videl

[carnal-lnstinct]

Ommmmg a vday event! I’m so excited to see everything you do! I love all your writing! ❤️

May I pleeease request some smutty Gohan + 💜💘 with something starting as something casual that turns into realizing feelings?

Gohan | love found skin deep

content: ( established friends with benefits. implied safe sex. obliviously in love gohan. flirting. realizing feelings. kind sorta implied gohan loses his virginity to reader ) warning: ( M / 18+. MINORS DNI. explicit language. )

Your expression is tellin' me that you've been thinkin' the same thing. - "So Anxious"

Your phone appeared to buzz every minute. You could barely put it down long enough to finish up the remaining tasks around your home. Seeing the little nickname pop in your notifications compelled you to check what came through, a light smile reflected in your features for each message. Even without looking at his face you can see the fluster in his replies and hear that clumsy tone, the ability to still bring that out of him continues to make you eager for his arrival. The invitation was long overdue from your usual get-togethers but you can't compete with aliens coming to try to destroy the world or, god forbid, a book signing with a favored entomology professor.

You could argue he was using your home for the better internet service you got here in the city and teased him for it regularly, but it was a mutual exploitation by now and that was the last thing you would hold against him. Just another benefit of being friends. Gohan has been nothing but a kind spirit since you met him back when you were both in high school. He had his awkward moments, but he naturally grew on you and like a lot of high school friends it was lost in the time after. Though, growing up to end up inviting him over to fuck you regularly was definitely the last expectation you had in rekindling your friendship. You just happened to run into him one day while out and just like back then, Gohan naturally grew on you all over again. Every bit as awkward as you remembered, but it was endearing of him to remind you of those good times.

Friendly, platonic gestures turned to curious what-ifs that divulged into the casual attraction you held toward him now.

You continued to make your home cozy, stumbling across things that belonged to him left from previous visits. By now you simply stored them with your own things to prevent them from getting lost as you tidied up. Gohan let himself in when he arrived, announcing his presence as he stumbled through the threshold with his hands full. A couple of books tucked under one hand and his laptop bag and overstuffed duffle bag, draped around his body, secured with the other, looking overprepared for a night you envisioned none of those items being needed. You sense he may try to "cute" his way into staying a little longer for your wifi as usual but that was part of the deal. You met him halfway and helped take a few things off his hands as he immediately started to catch you up since the last time he was here.

The lighter his load became you noticed something different about his figure. The outfit wasn't anything you hadn't seen before but Gohan typically wore clothing that fit loosely around him. Doing his actual physique a great disservice, however you couldn't help but linger on the cling of his layers to the muscles underneath.

You grinned at the slight bit of skin revealed when he pulled the straps of his luggage over his head. "Have you been working out?"

"A little, yeah. Just uh...trying to keep in shape, is all." Gohan sheepishly laughed. Another hint of the exciting part about who he really is you only get in bits and pieces, but the less you knew the safer you felt about the world, and you took comfort knowing Gohan was around to beat back anything looking to disrupt that.

"Oh? Sedentary life starting to get to ya?" You cooed playfully running your hands up his side as he flinched making you laugh, still ticklish with all these formed muscles. But you wanted more than just to flirt and tickle whereas Gohan just seemed more interested in catching up with you as he made himself at home. He was coming off as trying to be a gentleman about your arrangements and not seeming too eager to jump into it but you weren't having it, not when he's been intimate with you for a while now. And not when he's been improving that hot body of his and getting you excited about it!

You took the initiative and decided on a bold move. You waited for Gohan to head to your bedroom to set up his laptop as he went on about a webinar he wanted to participate in, coming back to the living room to find you in your matching bra and panties posed with the condom you fished from his bag between your lips. You caught him like a deer in headlights, stunned silent with bright eyes wide behind his glasses and face filling with color. You were thrilled again that you could still have this effect on a man who can turn your legs to jelly. And capable of so much more if you let him. You motioned him closer with a finger and like an obedient, enchanted thing he moves towards you where you pulled him in further by his shirt.

As you started to lift it off, your eyes lowered to take in the defined sculpt of his waist leading to his prominent abs. You can't imagine what feats of labor help to keep a body like Gohan's in shape but you're grateful for it. You couldn't resist filling your hands with his exposed chest and smoothing his torso over when he took over stripping himself, your gaze consuming all that was revealed of his upper body up to his naked eyes when he removed his glasses as well. Emboldened by your admiring hands, Gohan slips the condom from your lips and you feel the shift in his posture, sparking a smirk between you at what was to come next.

You briefly played with each other, warming up as the remainder of clothing was shed. Widening your legs, you worked yourself onto his cock when the anticipation grew too much and held him by the small of his back to roll your hips into him. Even with being used to handling his size, you had to pace yourself taking all of him in. But that was only the start. Once Gohan fell into your rhythm, he pressed you back against the flat surface and held one of your legs around him to set his own pace. When your luscious gasps filled his ears he answered by snapping his hips into yours until your voice broke free from your throat. A thankful plea for more as you grew closer and closer and wrapped your other leg around him. Gohan leans further on top of you, groaning into the skin of your shoulder at the pulse of your insides around him.

The first wave of your orgasm around his sensitive cock tended to make him cum with you but not this time. Gohan slowed in response, worked you through it with even, long thrusts meeting each flex around him and his tip kissing at the sensitive button inside over and over the deeper his movements could go. Then he drove into you with strong, quicker thrusts, rutting into your body with a focused possession. Your hands frantically grabbed what they could find whether pulling at the surface around you or digging in the taut flesh of his body to brace yourself under the pleasure coursing in your body. His mind filled with the hefty desire to leave your insides hot with his own essences, but under the squeeze of your stimulated nerves only able to fill the condom instead.

He wasn't done just yet and you were prepared to satisfy all of his needs. You secure your legs around Gohan as he lifts you to hold against him. He walks over to his bag and takes out another condom before carrying you to your bedroom to continue your playdate. Here, he could really get into you the way he wanted. Gohan lies you on the bed and uses the weight of his own body to pin you down and push your legs back. He can lock your hands in his own for a while and touch his forehead to yours as you moaned to each other. Then he kisses you, the frail sound of his pleasure meeting yours and he melts into the warmth of your mouth when you involved your tongue. It only seems complete when he has to let go of your hands to not hurt you and rattles your headboard under his grip instead while you desperately pull yourself into his thrusts. Watching you arch and swear in bliss beneath him couldn't compare to his other great appreciations for you.

How you made this seem so easy where he was originally apprehensive of the less traditional approach to sex amazes him every time he's with you, he just doesn't want to come off as being the only reason he shows up for you. Gohan almost wishes he was more enlightened at the start of your friendship so he didn't feel so inexperienced most of the time but your praises through every session keep him convinced to just go with the flow and it'll be alright. And you will be beautiful. Feeling your limbs tangle around him while you melt under each other's heat makes him want to linger in this single existence. The nature of your friendship was uncommon from those he's had before, so warm and comforting until you pull away from each other and then it mimics what he's used to. He feels in his heart he wants to trust you with more without interrupting the delicate balance, but perhaps it was how this was supposed to be between friends who weren't dating.

After getting comfy in your bed, you both just picked up on where you left off in catching up with each other.

"So you were telling me about this girl you like."

"M-Me, like? Did I say that?" Gohan blinked his brights eyes, confused.

"It's implied." You teased playfully.

"No, no she's nice, I mean- she has to be to ask to treat me for ice cream. But I don't think I want to date her or anything like that. I-It's nothing against her of course, anyone would be lucky to date her- I'm just too busy for that." He tried to explain, thoughtfully scratching at his head.

You laugh a little and turned further on your side to face him. "Yeah, yeah. I've heard the story. Just like Erasa and Videl. You really got 'em falling at your feet, Gohan. And you won't be busy forever." You pointed out, Gohan answering with a modest laugh and a shrug. "Fine, have it your way. By the way, that new buffet place up the block is about to open up soon."

"That's great! When are we going?" Gohan cheerfully asks you. You blinked at him, then sit up as you held your blanket against your chest. You assumed he wanted to be nearby when it opened up and since you lived so close he would want to hang around your home.

"Oh, you don't have to wait for me to try it out, Gohan. Hey, maybe you can take that coworker." You encouraged, nudging his chest with your elbow and wiggling your brow at him. Gohan sits up beside you, taking what you implied and giving you an odd look for it.

"What are you talking about, of course I'll go with you. We've been waiting for weeks for their grand opening." He insisted, excitingly clenching his fists in front of him. "It'll be fun!" Before you could open your mouth, Gohan swung himself around toward his laptop and you hear him type at the keys rather quickly. Then he turned back to you with the laptop in his hands to share the display and directed your eyes with his finger tapping at the screen. "I just looked it up, the grand opening's on Valentine's Day and it says there's a special discount for couples."

"O-Oh. Valentine's day." You stiffly replied, your eyes flicking between the colorful webpage and Gohan before settling on him. "So... You would make time to go with me?"

"Yeah, definitely." He casually answered and nodded his head without hesitation. Gohan set this laptop down and cuffed his own chin in thought. "If it makes it easier, I could probably come over the night before and breeze through all my assigned tasks while I'm here. If I focus myself at least, then we can walk over together the next day and be there before it opens. Does that work for you?" He lowers his eyes to you and your bewildered expression.

It didn't all add up right away as Gohan, not five minutes before getting to that conclusion, implied dates were not in his schedule. But in the spur of the moment he could run through a plan to ensure he would be with you on Valentine's Day? As a couple? That is a date.

"Please (Y/N). I can't imagine going there with anyone else!" Gohan pleaded when you didn't answer right away, the delivery punctuated by the puppy dog look in his eyes. Then it all came to you at once, your heart skipping over in your chest. You pursed your lips trying to contain your grin.

#*MH4U #gohan x reader #gohan imagine #dbz imagine #dbz fics #nsft #lemon #My writing

[dbzebra]

🌻

its really hard being a Goten fan

The summary of the new manga chapter came out, and its not good for Goten. Again. I knew it was coming, really I did. I called it from day one, people told me "just wait and see"!!!

But I knew. I tried to be optimistic but I knew it from day one lol. my expectations for Dragon Ball Super could not be lower, but the disrespect they give to my boy is awful

This "new arc" focusing on Trunks and Goten lasted three chapters. Everyone knew it would be short, but this felt a little tooo short if you ask me. but for an arc about "Trunks and Goten" its really "Trunks featuring some little cameos from Goten"

i made posts talking about the other two chapters, where it was 95% Trunks 5% Goten, but tbh I think this current one was worse in a way.

Trunks blows him off to simp for Mai. Again. and when Goten finally gets a scene to himself with his friends, ALL THEY FUCKING TALK ABOUT IS TRUNKS

THIS KID CANNOT EXIST WITHOUT BEING COMPARED TO TRUNKS

Fayra, a girl in Goten's class, even wants Goten to ask Trunks to ask her out to some dance.

like wtf

it fucking sucks man. what did this kid do

The worst part is, from the little we've seen, he has so much personality and hes really expressive and tis cool. Theres really so much there but there just dont care. They dont give one iota about Goten as a character and its obvious

On top of that fandom ignores him in content. He's either little child as an accesory to Gochi, or Gohan related stuff, "Trunks friend," or some totally completely OOC shit, its an OC with Goten's name.

I hate it here

Why do i have to do it all myself lol

#goten #son goten #dragon ball #dbs #dbs spoilers

[galexibrain]

One of the things that are driving me insane now that I'm full-on back into DB is how utterly "out of the loop" I am regarding additional media.

I read the manga from start to finish at least four times, individual storylines far more often, and I've watched DBZ more than once, though only once or twice the full run from start to finish without starting somewhere in the middle. Recently I watched Kai, which leaves out all the fillers. I never even watched the original DB anime.

I did watch GT yeeeeaaars ago when it aired in Germany. Or rather, didn't. Bc the TV channel that aired it thought it was a good idea to air it EARLY AFTERNOON, which means it had to be cut so much that only 2/3rds of the episodes were even shown, with 10 consecutive episodes towards the end left out completely. LMAO.

Anyways, I didn't like GT from the start. I hated the idea of "evil Dragon Balls", of Goku becoming a child again, I hated the ending ... basically all of it safe for the soundtrack and the scene where Vegeta rips off the steering wheel from those guys that gave Bulla shit.

I watched ... one Z movie and didn't like it (no idea which one it was) because it didn't logically fit into the point of the timeline where it supposedly took place. I read a comic about Goku Jr. that I didn't rly like bc to me it made no sense.

And that's it.

No additional movies, no video games. Never watched or read Super.

30 minutes ago I learned Dragon Ball Online exists and how vastly it expands on the DB universe (I've seen some stuff about it that I do kinda like, mhmm).

I'm so ridiculously clueless about so many things it's hilarious. I look like Cell did in the face of Gohan.

DB never was my main fandom. My oldest, yes. A deeply deeply defining experience that forms me until this day, as a person and as a writer. But I was never involved in the fandom. I got into it in 2002 but had no access to any kind of fandom space, online or offline. (I was fucking ten lmao and we didn't even have a computer at home.)

When I started writing fanfiction and slowly got involved with fandom spaces I was 17 and thought I was past DB. I've gone years without watching the anime or reading the manga.

And now I look at it and the additional content is ten times larger than the initial manga ever was. What is "officially" canon? What isn't or isn't anymore? What should I watch? What should I skip? What should I personally accept as canon, and what's better left out?

And I think I'll do what I do best: stick to the manga, take from the other media what I like, and forget about the rest.

#dragon ball #dbz #dragon ball z #personal ramblings

[nonobadcat]

All For One x Fem! Reader : Hands-On Instruction - Japanese Translations

Original Fic - here

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Rating: 18+ Readers only Content Warnings: Dubcon (alcohol/manipulation), size kink, implied stalking, PnV with mild mating press, a metric ton of romanji Japanese dialogue, unsafe relations with creampie, unhealthy power dynamics between professor and former student

Please note: This story will contain numerous conversations in Japanese which has been phonetically spelled out using the Latin alphabet. The author does not have any formal education in Japanese. The resources used to create the dialogue are:

Maggie-Sensei.com - School Related Vocab

SG Forums - JAPANESE HENTAI WORDS (2008)

sci.lang.japan

600 basic Japanese verbs : the essential reference guide - Author: Hiroo Japanese Center

The True Japan.com

Gaijin Pot.com

Youtube "RUDE Japanese Words You Use Without Knowing"- Japanese Ammo with Misa

Translations (in order of appearance in the dialogue):

Taihen desu ne - “That sounds rough”

Apāto ni ikitakunai - “I don’t want to go back to my apartment”

Kowaidesu - “It’s scary” or “I’m scared.”

Benchi wa dame desu - "The bench is no good" or "You shouldn't stay on the bench"

Benchi ga suki - "I like the bench"

Doko ni ikimaska? - “Where are we going?”

Kaerimashou - “Let’s go home.”

Sotsugyousei-san - “Miss/Mister Graduate”

Otearai wa doko desu ka - “Where is the toilet?”

Kokodesu - “It’s here.”

Tetsudatte mashouka? - “Do you need help?” (informal tone). You might use this more with friends.

Genkika - “Are you all right?”

Hai - “Yes”

Gohan tabeta? - “Did you eat?” (informal)

Iie - “No”

Demo… - “but…”

Kirei desu ne? - “Beautiful isn’t it?”

Gomenasai - “Sorry” (slightly more formal - you might use this with a authority figure but one that you have a relationship with)

Iie Iie - “Don’t worry about it.” or “It’s not a big deal.”

Tabete kudasai - “Please eat” (informal)

Itadakimasu - Something that is said at the start of a meal  - “I humbly receive”

Jōzu - “Good” but like a shortened “Good job” or “You’re good at this.”

Ano - “Um…”

Gohan wa tarita - “This amount of food is enough.”

Ja - “Okay then” or “Fine then”

Matte kudasai - “Please wait!” (informal)

Ochitsuite - “Be quiet” or “hush”

Kanpeki - “Perfect”.

Saa, ressun wo hajimemashou ka? - “So… Shall we begin the lesson?”

Itte kudasai - “Please say” (this tone mimics how a teacher would ask students in a classroom)

Oppai - "Breasts" or "Tits"- vulgar term

Kiite kudasai - “Please listen” (this tone mimics how a teacher would ask students in a classroom)

Jodan desu ne? - “You’re joking?” or “This is a joke, right?”

Jodan ja nai - “I’m not joking” or “This is not a joke.”

Ripīto shite kudasai - “Repeat this exactly as I said it” or “Repeat after me” (this tone mimics how a teacher would ask students in a classroom)

Kimi-ga hoshii - “I want you” (carnally - male form)

Anata ga hoshii - “I want you” (carnally - female form)

Nureteru - “It’s wet” or “You’re wet” or “So wet.”

Irete hoshii - “Put it in” or “I want it now!” (carnal)

Yabai - “Very bad” but in this context it’d be more like “This is bad because what you did turned me on a lot.” or “Oh fuck!”

Nama ga ii - “I want to be close” but the meaning is more “I want it bareback” or “skip the condom” in this case.

Subarashii - “Wonderful”

Motto Fukaku - “Deeper”

Machigatte imasu - “That’s incorrect” (this tone mimics how a teacher would tell students in a classroom)

Hakkiri hatsuon shite kudasai - “Please enunciate when you say it” (this tone mimics how a teacher would tell students in a classroom)

Hidoi desu - “You’re awful” or “You’re the worst”

Kawaisou - “You poor baby” (mocking/insulting word - avoid this unless you are purposely picking a fight)

Mite kudasai - “Please look closely at this” (this tone mimics how a teacher would tell students in a classroom)

Motto hayaku - “Faster”

Chotto matte kudasai - “Hold up a minute” or “Please wait a moment”

Oooki/Ookii ka? “It’s big.” or “Oh really? Is it big?”

Motto yukkuri - “Slower” - In this case, you might say this to someone who was speaking too fast but it could also be used to say “take me slower” during sex. Shigaraki i pointing out that when you said this during class he was having dirty fantasies about hearing it in another context.

Onegai - “Please” but in a begging form.

Sugei kawaii - “You’re adorable”

Yokatta? - “Is this better?” or “(Are you) relieved?”

Kimochi ii - “It feels sooooo good.”

Gaman dekinai - “I can’t hold back”

Daijoubu - “It’s okay” or “I’m okay”

Chotto hayaku - “A little faster”

Chotto? - “A little?” (Contextual Meaning - “Are you serious? I just told you I can’t hold back and you’re asking me to speed up just a little? I’m dying here!”

Shizuka ni shite kudasai - “Would you please be a bit more quiet?” or a very polite “Please shut up” like you would use to reprimand a child at daycare or a colleague at work.

Hentai - “Pervert”. Also the term for animated porn

Nakadashi wa ii da yo - “It’s okay to cum inside” or “creampie me”

Dame - “No good!” or “You can’t” or “Don’t do that”

Ripīto shiro - “You will fucking repeat what I said!” - Very rude/rough/coarse command.

Iku - “I’m coming” (This phrase has a double meaning just like in English - can be “I’m coming along” or very sexual)

Ore no Sotsugyousei-san - “My little Miss/Mister Graduate” (possessive - like owning an object).

Oyasumi - “Sleep tight”

#hands-on instruction #badcat references

[ufolvr]

I think about mirai trunks sometimes. I never watched/played thru the cell saga in any way but i really feel for the poor kid

#because a lot of freaks wanna fuck him and i Guess hes technically of age? maybe? since at least a year went by from his arrival #he does say Im Seventeen though and it made my heart shatter. oh baby you are so young. #also i played thru xv and xv2. seeing him relive his trauma a few times is not fun esp since he almost loses control in xv2 to save Gohan #like oh you're not ok are you. and youre 100% not gonna talk abt that to anyone #📡 incoming transmission 📡 #hes my son but i doubt ill find good content w/ him. ps i dont care about vegeta

[dienamights]

A Reverberate Lullaby | K.Bakugou

✎ The echoing howls stalk you, a ghost hunched on your shoulders, wailing like a child calling for rescue, who cries with no tears. Chanting for a hero that is willing to pick up the pieces of its soul and being, yet it is only left to wither. For the ghost has lost faith that such others exist and can only be cured by finding them, for you are the ghost of your world and love is the only true exorcist.

✎ Protagonists: Katsuki Bakugou x Fem!Reader.

✎ Word count: 4.1K

✎ Category: hurt/comfort, Implied Mature Content MDNI, Prohero!au, Established relationship!au

✎ Caution(!): Implied Mature Content MDNI, mention of depressive state, toxic family, toxic coping mechanism, mention of reader’s weight gain and thoughts about self worth. Please keep in mind while every person’s reaction to depression is different, don’t belittle anyone’s battle when you don’t understand it.

✎ Author’s notes: Hello! Hope everyone’s taking care! Still on hiatus BUT I’m here to post my contribution to the Mental Health Awareness collab by @doinmybesthere​ ! This has been in the works for a while because I kept scarping ideas for triggering me lmao. This piece is very personal to me and I’m glad I am able to share my experience with you all, I hope that it might help anyone out there in reaching out and asking for help because I know how difficult and scary it might be! Please check out everyone’s contribution that they worked so hard for! kisses kisses take care!

OOH ALSO! Thank you so much for 900 followers aaaaaah! You’re all so amazing and if anyone has suggestions for an event to hold in June lemme know! I’ll also think of some ideas

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The morning sun barely rises and peaks through your blinds, sunshine starting to kiss at your cheeks as you squint at the light, the room welcoming the warmth that is being brought into it after the evening’s chill that made you curl tighter in on yourself, clasping whatever heat you could muster than to turn around and find it in the heating pad of a body that lays next to you. 

An alarm only just rings before quickly being shut off, followed by the creaking of the bed when the person behind you shifts, shifts again, another time, before getting up and stalking to the bathroom, after letting an elongated sigh when they sit at the edge of the bed, not acknowledging your presence accompanying theirs. The door clicking closed before the trickling of water fills the quiet room.

Your clock reads 5 am when you squint at it, and you blink at the time before you go on with your routine, setting up breakfast while your boyfriend gets ready to go to work. 

Oddly enough, you don’t really quite remember when you started working on the food, all that you could see in front of you is nothing but a scene that looks like it’s out of a broken TV - there’s just so much static. The voices are distorted, as if they’re coming from a defective radio.

“Listen, this ain’t about me, this is about you and how you-”

“What about me? Huh? That you see me as nothing but a burden? No, you can say it-”

“You wanna hear me fuckin’ say it then fine! This is about you sitting on yer ass all day obsessing over her while she wouldn’ give you the time of day y/n. When will you fuckin’ realize that?”

The scene blurs and sways, and you feel your mind run at a speed you didn’t know it could muster, and you’re unable to keep up with it. The knife in your hand shakes vigorously and barely misses your fingers when you bring it down to cut the vegetables.

The sound of the bedroom door shutting closed alerts you, straightening your back when you hear the drop of your boyfriend’s gauntlet by his chair at the dining table. Katsuki approaches you with careful steps, his still ungloved hand circles your waist before pressing his lips to your temple, a gruff greeting of a whisper laced in between.

“G’morning.”

The familiar scent of caramel mixed in with his aftershave welcomes you, wraps around you and cradles you, promising everlasting safety and happiness. Yet, your heart wrenching sobs and muffled crash of your laptop against your floor that rings in your ears tell a different story, shrieking at you, roaring about your failures, mocking your entire existence.

“Made gohan, should be ready in a minute.” you mumble back, posture stiff at the close proximity of Katsuki and you feel the curl of his lips in displeasure pressing into your temple from both not reciprocating his greeting and your choice of meal for the morning. “You don’ eat gohan,” 

“s’why I’m making it.” The quick retreat from your figure is like a slap to your face, and you barely stop yourself from reaching out and forcing his arms back around you. Because it's the bite in his voice that halts your movement. 

“You’re still going?” you finally turn to take a look at him, the garnets in his eyes shifting, bleeding from hurt, betrayal, confusion, you really weren’t sure. And by God you had no energy left to try and figure out. “Yes I’m still going Katsuki, they’re my-”

“Yer really listenin’ to the bullshit spillin’ outta ya? This isn’t about em being your family y/n, we’ve been through with it already.” the space between you two feels like endless miles, pieces of the broken bridge you both worked so hard to build the only evidence of it ever being there, the rest crumbling into the valley in between your bodies.

“No, you’ve been through with it, I just wanna make things right, m-maybe I can fix it”

“It ain’t yours to fix y/n, when will you realize that?”

“No!” there you go again, sobbing pathetically. “W-why can’t I have a family, huh? Why- why can’t I, fuck, have a family that just loves and supports me a-and just doesn’t- ” your voice croaks, not failing to notice how Katsuki stepped away from the wreck in front of him. Probably having had enough of you, had enough of how troubling and bothersome you are, probably wondering how he got roped with all your shit and got dragged into your mess of a life.

His hands feel like scolding fire when they’re placed on your shoulders, halting their shaking as you cry into the palm of your hand to muffle the sobs, a habit Katsuki has been working so hard on to help you overcome, saddened to see you try and hide your vulnerability from him.

“Because they never made an effort, so why should you?” The tugging at your heart burns, the swallowed sobs feel like needles prickling at your lungs, making breathing feel like an impossible chore. You can’t help but feel restrained whenever you’re presented with the truth, especially unfiltered and unsugarcoated like right now, you know he’s right, you’ve known he was right a long time ago, but admitting it out loud just felt borderline impossible. 

So you do what you do best, push him away, all the strength you can muster barely budges his figure, the meal forgotten on the counter as you run and lock the bedroom door on yourself.

Your footsteps feel heavy, dreading the topics and scenes you’re bound to relive. The grip on the strap of your shoulder bag tightening as you push the glass door open. A sigh escapes past your lips again as you enter the restaurant, half-heartedly smiling at the hostess before making your way inside to look for them.

It’s always the same scenery, the kind that always makes you want to run away to the other direction instead of being dragged down into whatever hell this is. And you pause to question yourself, again, why you actually agreed to put yourself out there.

There they are, seated in the four person table, with two empty seats, one for yourself and the other for the sibling your mother always hoped to have instead of you.

Your mother’s pursed lip could be seen from where you stand at the entrance, the clicking of her tapping foot sounding as bad as grinding metals in your ear, you hate it, despise it

It’s the same clicking you learned to memorize, to anticipate, to fear, when she passed by your room, the clicking that made you smother your face in your pillows and swallow your sobs, because the sound of you crying brought her more distress and annoyance than concern for her daughter.

With another tug at the hem of the shirt you’re wearing, you approach the table, hugging your father when he stands up and nodding to your mom when she eyes your figure.

“Good morning mother. It’s good to see you.”

“What’s wrong with your hair?”

Here we go, you breathe out before tugging at a strand of hair, spitting out your words “nothing’s wrong with it.”

“Then why does it look awful like that?”

There are times like these where you are left to question your reasoning for accepting whatever invitation you received from your parents to have brunch with them after all those months, a moment of weakness deceiving you into believing it was better than to spend it in your empty apartment, with the silence that ate away at your sanity every second. The only evidence of life in it other than yours was the recently cleaned dishes and the note thanking you for the meal, the promise of cuddles and movies tonight making you gain just a little more patience, barely.

You refrain from answering, your response is to lower your head, drag the dining chair before plopping on it, a dreary sigh escaping your lips as you scoot your chair closer to the table. Your mother never changes, it’s been a while since you were able to move out of her home, and while your father tries to tell you that these brunches are a way to reconnect with them, you yourself know that it’s merely a chance for your mother to nitpick at everything you ever did or are doing since you left.

“How have you been y/n.” your father smiles at you, both of you ignoring the sound of your mother kissing her teeth when her attempted jab at you is ignored. “Uh, I uh I’ve been good, I just wrapped up with my exams and so far things have been-” 

“How is your hero boyfriend?” 

For a second, you contemplate whether to ignore her question and keep conversing with your dad, dreading the questions that are to be pushed your way regarding Katsuki, of which will be used as bragging material for when she meets whatever group of friends she associates herself with, but you know better than to ignore her with the way she gets when she isn’t fed with attention. 

“He’s uh, good.”

“Why isn’t he here today? What, too good to meet us?” your mother nags, and for the love of God, would that fucking clicking ever stop?

“No, he’s doing his job of, you know, being a hero.”

“Is he now? Well, what about you, hm?” She cocks her head as her nails tap the table. ”Did you think your father and I wouldn’t figure out you got fired?”

“How-” the gritting of your teeth is deafening at this point, your jaw clenching so tightly as you and your mother stare each other down. “Your dad pulled some strings, it isn’t that hard. So tell me, you like leeching off of him after you were done with us?”

“This isn’t, I just- I was- I, I had a lot of university work piling up a-and I couldn’t make time for my shifts and I just, it was just so hard for me to get out of bed these days and I.” why are you doing this? Why are you explaining yourself to people that don’t deserve it? Why are you feeding off of their acceptance, knowing damn well you never got it, and that thing was never gonna change. 

“Oh, I don’t wanna hear about you not getting out of bed, you’re here now aren’t you? This is all in your head y/n. You need to stop talking nonsense, what’re people gonna say about you, about me, when they hear you?” 

It feels just like yesterday, your figure standing and facing your full length mirror, your reflection eyeing you with identical vacant eyes. Fingers running through your bed head, a wince escaping you at the movement. Bringing your hand up and catching a glimpse of a slight swollen purple bruise along your wrist and the dried blood on your knuckles, the skin stretching upon rotating your wrist and causing notable pain.

Alas, that pain paled in comparison to when your mom barged into your room, blaming you for the way you were acting and belittling your reasoning. Beckoning your father over to replace your broken vanity and for your house maid to disinfect the space, the place sparkling clean and void of any evidence of what had transpired the day prior. 

The shattered glass was picked up and thrown out, the splatters of blood were wiped clean, and whenever you brought up, what your mom refers to as ‘the temper tantrum’, you’re ignored by both your parents as they continued about their day, fearing the shame it would bring upon their name if the event was to catch others’ attention. 

“Good morning! I’ll be your server for the day. What can I get you?” the foreign voice sounds more comforting than your own mother’s, and you almost laugh at the irony of it, but you only return her smile and take a look at the menu. Lighting up a smidge at the name of one of the dishes, while your parents place their order.

“Can I please get the soufflé pancake?” you look up to catch the horrified look on your mother’s face, followed by her clicking her tongue and shaking her head as if your choice of food was shameful. 

“Certainly-”

“Uh, no she won’t be having that. Get her the Honzen Ryori,” your mother eyed your figure -whatever was visible to her from across the table- before turning to face the server again “maybe cut down on the rice, God knows she doesn’t need the extra calories.” and waves her off, disregarding your protests and tapping her nail against the table top, her annoying method in demanding your silence, which you subconsciously react to, snapping your mouth shut when the sound reaches your ears.

“What was that for? You know I like having sweet breakfasts,” was fuming even close to what you are feeling? Probably not. “Yes I can clearly see that, you’ve let yourself go as well. Do you think that boyfriend of yours will stick around when you start putting on even more weight?”

At a loss for words, you turn to your father, who has been quiet this whole time, for any sense of support when it comes to his wife. But the way he presses his lips together tells you all you need to know, how just because he isn’t bad as her, doesn’t make him that great of a parent. That standing by while you have been bullied your entire childhood and well into your adulthood is just as bad as being the cause of it. 

“God forbid he realizes how much of a train wreck you really are and throws you on the side of the street, because you know damn well we won’t be here to pick you up.”

It began as a whispering in the air. The day had been beautiful -well, as beautiful as it can be with the kind of day you’re having- and the sky was like a dome of plasma-blue. The clouds had looked like airy anvils drifting under the gleaming disc of sun. People quickened their pace as the clouds began to gather in the sky. The postcard-perfect sky started changing. The beautiful cocktail-blue shade merged in with the flaming orange and mesmerizing purple as the sun sunk deep into the horizon, before beginning to darken into gravel-grey. Large pillows of cloud start to form, blocking out the old-gold color of the sun.

The first splatter of rain hits you when you’re halfway across the street, dismissing the need to take shelter under the roof of the buildings like some passersby are doing, hoping to see out the shower. Droplets of moisture begin to drip onto your head, sprinkling onto you like a gardener’s hose. It was well after your meal with your parents, and you had spent the last few hours walking aimlessly through the streets, making sure to avoid those covered by your boyfriend during his patrol. Hoping, praying, that something will clear your head, will help your poor jumbled mess of a mind forget about this entire nightmare of a day.

Should’ve listened to him 

The rainfall intensifies, the drops drumming against the hood of the cars that you pass by, there is so much rain that the sound blurs into one long, whirring noise, reminding you of the blades of the fan that you stuck your finger in, that one time when you were left alone in your house when you were only five years of age. Eventually, they fade into a musical chime as you push your drenched hair away from your face and feel the vibration from your phone as it rings the ninth, maybe tenth time. 

He told me so. 

Tall apartment complex building; you couldn’t see its end from where you stand. You shiver as you approach it, the doorman - bless his heart - running and placing his umbrella to futilely shield you from the rain, and you just laugh and tell him that you’re already drenched and just waiting to go back home.

God forbid he realizes how much of train wreck I am

Not wanting to dampen the people at the elevator and make them uncomfortable, you take the stairs up to your shared apartment, you usually don't mind the exercise but with how heavy you feel after the rain and day spent up on your sore feet, all you think about is locking yourself in your room and discover what kind of new façade could you try and fool Katsuki with when he reaches home.

Just how I trick him into thinking I’m not with him to leech off of him

Eventually and with a struggle, you make it to the door, dreading the sight you might come to face, almost hoping for a black hole to emerge and swallow you whole.

What would people say about me? Do people think I’m crazy?

With a forced exhale out of your lungs, you fetch the key from your bag to unlock the door, but it’s wrenched open before you have a chance to insert your key.

“Where the hell have you been?” 

Your eyes meet the beautiful rubies of Katsuki, and despite his anger that always overcompensates his worry, you smile and throw yourself on him. The shivering ceasing when he wraps his warm arms around you and that loving caramel scent engulfs you, in spite of how your hair is drenching his shirt and how you sniff against his neck.

“You need a shower, you’re shivering.”

“Take one with me?” you look up at him through your lashes, and he blinks at your uncharacterized boldness but agrees nonetheless, helping you out of your clothes and turning on the hot water before stepping in with you.

It is a struggle to help you clean up when all you do is grab at him, whether they’re your hands on his shoulders to lower him to kiss you, wrapping your arms around him and pressing your breasts against him, or palming his hardening cock as the poor man tries to shampoo your hair.

“Would ya knock it off? I’m tryna help you here shitty woman” you frown and squint your eyes when the shampoo gets close to them. “I wanna have sex.” 

“Yea I can fuckin tell, just lemme-” you bring his arms down and press his palms to your boobs, letting go of his wrist when he starts squeezing at them. “Do you not want to?” he gulps, his dick twitching at the feeling of your soft mounds in his hands, your nipples covered up by the suds from the shampoo, as your finger traces the underside of his cock. “Yeah, I uh, fuck, I do, just- you need to wash up so you don’t get sick, alright?”

“Do you not think I’m pretty anymore?” you pout childishly, tears threatening to escape your eyes, and they burn as you close them when he washes the product out of your hair, a deep frown on his lips when you open your eyes back again. “The fuck you on about? That rain really fucked with ya?”

“Are you gonna get rid of me when you realize how much of a mess I am?” you whisper, your voice muffled under the sound of the shower above you, and you keep quiet as he helps you scrub your body, but your boyfriend is observant, he isn’t fucking dense.

“What do you want, right now?” he lowers himself to your level when he’s done, his hands stroking your cheeks as he eyes the way the water droplets cling to your lashes, but still not missing the red rimming around your eyes.

“I just wanna for- I uh, I wanna have sex.” you mumble, a plea hidden underneath your words, a plea to help you forget, to help you bury this day behind you and pretend it never happened.

What you don’t expect is the way that Katsuki pulls your naked wet body out of the bathroom and drops you on the bed, feeling your bodies dampening the bed as he hovers over you, no words are spoken between you as he kisses and nips at your skin. Marking it up and down as he all but worships your body, strands of his hair tangle between your fingers when you run your hands through it, arching your back at the feeling of his tongue tasting your slick.

He doesn’t let up until you cry out, and not in pleasure, your sobs far beyond those he loves to hear when he’s denying you an orgasm. No, they’re sobs that wreck your whole body, kicking away at his shoulders as you curl in on yourself and wail into the sheets. Sitting on his haunches on the floor, Katsuki’s eye soften at your figure, the way your shoulders are shaking and how -yet again- you’re trying to muffle your cries with the sheets this time, pressing your face against the mattress in an attempt to lower your noise, as your mother would call it.

“Hey, look at me” you feel his lips grazing your ear as he kisses it, pressing his lips against your temple, fingers unwrapping your fist against the sheet and digging into your hands and pressing kisses against the nail marks in the palm of your hands. “There she is, there’s my girl.” you hear when you lift your head from the bed, sight blurry from your shed tears but still easy to distinguish Katsuki even between billions of people.

You sniff when he kisses at your lids, groan when he chuckles and calls you ‘snot the naught’ when you wipe your nose with the back of your hand, beaming when he hears you let out one weak chuckle at the way he teases you. Still pressing his lips against any surface of skin he can reach.

“You don’t have to talk about it you know, to me at least” he mumbles to you when you’re both dressed in your sleepwear and are cuddling on the dry side of the bed, opting to change the sheet the next day. “Maybe, maybe we can get someone who can help you, you know.” you press your face deeper between his neck and shoulder, shuddering when his warm palms rub your back from under your shirt. 

“I can make some calls, get in contact with someone.” you lift your head. “But I can’t afford-” he tuts and frowns at you “None of that.” 

“Remember what I said when we agreed to move in?” you do, you just love the sound of his voice when he says it, feels like he’s making all these promises all over again. “Tell me.”

“Told ya I’d be whoever you want me to be, whoever you need me to be. I’ll be yer mom, even better than that bitch, I’ll support and love you unconditionally.” you sniff and tighten your hold against him as he presses his lips against your cheek. 

“I’d be better than yer pussy dad, you can rely on me any time and I’ll live up to all your expectations. And callin me daddy is always a plus” he tangles his legs with your own when you wiggle away from him, laughing and giving you no chance of escape, not that you are even thinking of it. 

“I’d even be yer genius fuckin nanny that taught you to tell yer mom to go fuck herself when you were four,” your suppressed giggles lights him up and he can’t help but chuckle as well. “I’ll be anything and everything you’ll ever need, baby. I’ll be your goddamn hero.”

The sun comes out again, casting slanted beams of light across the buildings. Steam rises slowly from the greenery. It rises up eerily and drifts mist-like towards the molten-gold sun, right before it escapes into the abyss. The image is so vivid that it stays with you for as long as you remember. Because on this exact day, the shrieking that follows you everywhere you go, haunting you and mocking you, suddenly is nowhere to be found. And all you can hear is the comforting sound of Katsuki as he hums you a lullaby to sleep.

aaaah I hope you like it!

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The Princess of all Saiyans

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 Masterlist

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Hey Everyone! It's been a while. My life's been kind of hectic the past couple of months. Long story short: I Graduated from Highschool this year, so I was busy with everything having to do with that. Then my summer job sadly prevented me from writing as well. And then I started College, which was a big change for me. For now, there are no more chapters in my life opening or closing. Now I'm finally in a place where I feel comfortable continuing this book again. I could've honestly been writing during all of this chaos. But I wouldn't have been pleased with the quality of my writing. I'm really excited to get back into the swing of things. I don't think this chapter panned out the way I originally planned, but I'm still happy with it. As always, I hope you enjoy it. And if you have any comments or concerns, feel free to let me know. My inbox is always open!

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Chapter 11

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You've been walking for quite some time now, and the experience has been excruciating. You haven't been in this much pain since you and Raditz were on planet Telia, ten-something years ago. Those damn underlings were able to get a good sneak attack on you. Though you can't say, you let them get away scot-free. You made sure to make their entire dreadful race pay for that injury. You and Raditz had covered up that incident, much like you're doing with your current injury.

"So---" You can hear Goku talking to Krillin from just slightly left of you. "Did you guys find the senzu beans?" Wow, Kakarot may be the least subtle creature you've ever encountered.

"Ya." Krillin chuckles. "All four of us were in pretty rough shape." Goku glances at you with a worried look on his face. You glare at him as Raditz eyes the two of you skeptically. He knows something's off between the two of you. Maybe something serious did happen while you and his brother were trapped together. 

A bit more time has passed, and you've been trying your best to keep up with the others. But it isn't as easy as you thought. You're now trailing behind the rest of them, with Raditz turning back to look at you every so often. The largest Saiyan slows down to catch up with your slower pace, now walking beside you.

He turns to you, whispering in a low tone. "Something's off." Raditz can no longer stay silent about his concerns. First, it was the strange vibes between you and Kakarot. And now it's your out-of-character demeanor making him uneasy.

"About what?"

"You. Typically you walk beside your brother, and when he doesn't let you, you make sure you're always only a few paces behind. But right now, you couldn't be more content to trail everyone. Plus, you're far too confident to not be in the very front." Raditz has been around far too long for your liking. Damn him. He knows you far too well, and you hate him for it.

You roll your eyes at him. "So this conclusion of yours is based on the way I'm walking? I'm tired. When I fought, Burter, that physically drained me. And then I got trapped in a ditch with your moronic brother, that mentally drained me. I'm exhausted, Raditz." 

"It's not just the way you're walking. It's your mannerisms as well." He points at your side. "Your hand hasn't moved from your side from the moment I first saw you."

"God, Raditz." You scoff. "Stop overanalyzing everything."

"Getting defensive now? That's your M.O whenever you're hiding something." He looks back and forth between your face and your hand that has remained glued to your side. The gears in the older Saiyan's head slowly but surely turning. " Y/N, are you hurt?" 

"No." You snap your eyes shut, biting your lip hard enough to draw blood in an attempt to suppress a wince of pain. "I'm fine."

He tilts his head at you. "Y/N, I know you claim otherwise, but I'm not stupid. I know you're in pain."

You chuckle softly in a self-pitying way. "Am I that easy to read?"

Raditz shakes his head, smiling to himself. "No, I've just known you for a long time now." He returns to his serious demeanor, his gaze returning to the area of your wound. "How bad is it?"

"I barely feel it at all. Though, climbing out of that ditch must have reopened the cut."

Raditz snickers. "You're a bad liar."

"That's strange. I've been told in the past that I'm quite good at lying."

A smirk spreads across Raditz's lips. "Well, you apparently aren't when I'm involved."

The larger Saiyan glances at the back of your brother's head. You respond with a glare, firmly pulling on a large chunk of his hair. You know what Raditz wants to do, and it's not happening. "Don't even think about it."

"I-I think we should tell him Y/N."

"No." You let go of his hair, tapping his chest with extreme force. "You're going to keep your big mouth shut. Vegeta will freak out. You know how irrational he gets."

Raditz decides to let you have your way--- for now. The man can't help but wonder why you're so stubborn, but then again, his nature isn't much different from yours.

With every minute that passes, your condition only seems to worsen. Your eyes even start to droop. "Y/N?" Raditz turns to you, his features beginning to fill with worry. He places one of his large hands on your forehead. You're burning up. "You have a fever. Your wound must be infected."

"No." You shake your head in disagreement, almost like a child. As your mental state becomes more and more delirious. 

"Vegeta!" Raditz shouts, gaining your brother's attention.

"Fuck you, Raditz! You're such a blabbermouth!" You shout at the larger Saiyan in front of you.

"What's wrong this time? Is my sister trying to pull you into another one of her elaborate schemes?"

"Y/N's hurt--- bad." Vegeta's eyes widen, and not even a millisecond later, he rushes to your side. "She has a fever. I think her cut is infected."

"Where is it?" He crosses his arms at you, noticing your hand placed firmly on your side. He moves your hand out of the way with ease, lifting your armor. "How did this happen?"

"Burter nicked me during our fight. It's no big deal."

"No big deal? It's infected, you stupid woman!" He turns his attention to Kakarot. "Did you know about this?"

You snicker. "Oh ya, Vegeta. I get hurt, and the first person I run to tell is Kakarot." Vegeta's fists clench at your sarcastic remark, turning his fit of rage back at you.

"You know, in certain situations, you're more prone to infections. And a planet like Namek checks all of the boxes! You know you need to be more careful. Damn our mother and her faulty genetics!" Sadly that's a trait you had inherited from your mother. On most planets, you'd be fine, and injuring yourself would be no big deal. But Namek has specific conditions that result in you being more vulnerable. 

"Raditz, pick her up." Raditz picks you up, giving you a piggyback ride. You wrap your arms around his neck, giving yourself better balance. Vegeta glances up at you. He looks even madder than usual. "With the condition, you're in, you will not be fighting. You will stay away from Jeice, and you won't even enter the same proximity as Ginyu. Do you understand me?"

"But--"

"No!" His voice booms, gaining the attention of every creature for miles. "I'm not kidding around. Do you understand me?"

You bite your lip, tilting your head downwards, avoiding your brother's gaze like the plague. "Yes, Vegeta." Vegeta returns to the front of the group, his mood sourer than ever.

As Raditz begins to walk, he starts talking to you again. "Are you mad at me?" You don't verbally respond. Instead, you claw into his shoulders, your nails digging into his flesh. "Fuck. I'll take that as a yes."

"You're a tattletale."

Raditz chuckles. "No wonder why Vegeta babies you. You'll thank me for this later, you stubborn woman. And I've kept your secrets before, handfuls of them, actually. Like what happened on planet Telia----" Raditz realized the grave mistake he had just made, mentioning that incident in the presence of the very being you worked so hard to hide it from.

You slap the older Saiyan upside the head as Vegeta turns backward, a scowl plastered on his face. "What happened on plant Telia?" It was a rhetorical question, mocking both you and Raditz. "Oh, the three of us will be discussing this in length later. Because it sounds to me like you both lied to me on that initial report." You and Raditz gulp, you've heard that tone from your brother millions of times now, and it has never once become any less terrifying. 

"Oh, lighten up, Geta." You groan. "That was like, what? Around thirteen years ago?"

"The amount of time that has passed matters very little to me. As I said before, this is a discussion for later."

A few more hours have passed, which honestly feels like days at this point. And considering Namek's strange day cycle, it very well could've been. "How much farther?" Your question was clearly directed at Vegeta. And at this point, you're not even sure he has any idea where you're headed either.

"I don't know why you're the one complaining." Raditz huffs.  "You're not the one doing all of the walking! And if you ask him that one more time, I'm going to drop you." Ok so maybe, that wasn't the first time you've asked that question today. Or the second, or third, you're very bored. 

"Man Raditz." You roll your eyes, which are barely open at this point. "You sure complain--- a lot."

"You were just complaining." The long-haired Saiyan grumbles. 

"No, I simply asked Vegeta a question. There's a difference Raditz. I know it's hard for your feeble mind to understand." When you're sick, you tend to act, oh what's the word? Bitcher than normal. And that's saying a lot.

Raditz clenches his jaw. "Vegeta. I need a break from your sister."

"That's how I felt ninety percent of the time I was stuck in a room with you, Nappa, and Cado. And you didn't see me running to wine to Frieza about it."

Before Raditz can retort, your brother interjects. "That's enough! From both of you!"

Krillin, Gohan, and Goku have identical bewildered expressions on their faces. Krillin turns to Vegeta, lowering his voice to a whisper. He doesn't want to be the next victim of your wrath. "Do they always fight like this?" The human finds this perplexing. Back on Earth, the pair seemed inseparable. They appeared to be the Saiyan equivalent of what on Earth would be considered best friends.

Vegeta lets out an exaggerated sigh. "Yes, but typically it's more playful in nature. When my sister is sick, she becomes even brattier than usual."

Vegeta's warning to both of you seems to have fallen on dead ears. Because your quarrel has not ceased, in fact, it has only elevated. "I will drop you, you royal brat!"

"I dare you to you second-class runt. I could still kick your ass even in my delirious state. I wouldn't even have to try very hard."

"I'm considering----"

Before Raditz can even get three words out, your bickering is once again interrupted, and not by the person you may think. "Enough!" Gohan shouts. You honestly forgot the others were here for a moment."If you two keep fighting like this, you're going to get all of us killed!" You and Raditz stare at the boy in shock. It's been a long time since the two of you have been yelled at by a child. The last time being when you were children yourselves. Vegeta hasn't changed much since childhood. He's been bossing you around and shouting at you since you were children, but I'm sure that's not very surprising. 

"Ya, and I can take Y/N---- if you need a break." Goku rubs the back of his neck, chuckling sheepishly. "Not that I want to hold Y/N or anything."

"No." You rapidly shake your head. "Raditz, I'm sorry. I'll be good now--- I promise."

A wicked grin spreads across Raditz's lips right before he grabs your hands with his larger ones. He loosens your grip around his neck, moving your body with ease, scooping you up into his arms. Every step Raditz takes toward Goku seems even more antagonizing slower than the last. Until he's standing directly in front of his younger brother. He elevates his arms slightly, dropping you right in front of an unsuspecting Goku.

Lucky for you, Goku has sharp reflexes. That allows the Saiyan to catch you easily. Raditz look's his brother dead in the eyes, his typical arrogant grin still on his lips. "She's your problem now, Kakarot." Raditz gazes downward to look at you. "Stop pouting. Maybe next time, you'll be nicer to good old Raditz."

A low growl echoes in the back of your throat as you glare daggers at the Saiyan standing before you. "Ya, or maybe next time, I'll rip out your tail and strangle you with it!" The only thing that's stopping you from lunging at Raditz is Goku's firm grip holding you in place.

Rather than arguing that the entire group has become accustomed to, the whole area has become dead silent. You're no longer pouting. Instead, you are glaring at the man who continues to carry you bridal style. You've never liked being held like this. It makes you feel weak like you have no control over your own body.

What makes you even more irritated, Is how Goku reacts to your death stare. He just grins at you. Does he just never get angry? What kind of Saiyan is he? It fills you with so much anger that someone as dopey as Kakarot has Saiyan blood flowing through his veins. 

You clench your fists. You just wanna punch Kakarot so badly. He just has such a punchable face. If you could take away his cheery personality, he'd actually be quite attractive. Wait--- what the hell are you thinking? Kakarot is stupid and way too friendly for you to ever think of him in that way.

 You move your fist up, finally giving in to your urges, attempting to punch the man holding you. Probably not your wisest moment, but your brain isn't functioning normally right now. Goku catches your hand with ease. His reflexes are unreal, or maybe this fever has you more sluggish than you believed. You'd prefer to think that it's the second option. He chuckles to himself. He's still not upset. What the hell is wrong with him? "Come on, Y/N. You gotta be quicker than that." He's challenging you. How Saiyan like of him. You seem to always be able to find specks of Saiyan nature in the cheerful man. And those are the aspects you actually like about him. 

Your eyes begin to once again feel heavy as your eyes droop shut, just before you fall asleep in the arms of your enemy. 

Twenty-Something Years Ago:

You're sitting on your bed, sitting crisscrossed, a book laying open on your lap. Since your father is currently off-planet, you can read all you want. You're enamored with your newest book. It's all about a topic referred to as diplomacy. It's fascinating and has many concepts that are entirely foreign to you, yet at the same time, some of these ideas are also familiar. 

As you read, your door slams open, but you pay the interruption almost no attention, not even bothering to look up from your book. Honestly, the unwelcome intrusion has you more angered than anything else. "God, Vegeta." You roll your eyes. "Haven't you ever heard of knocking?" Something's not right. When Vegeta usually bursts into your room, he's automatically shouting at you.

Out of pure curiosity, you look up from your book. However, standing at your door, you don't find Vegeta. A boy with a very similar appearance but with a much smaller stature stands in your door frame. He's out of breath, desperately huffing for air. "Tarble?" You furrow your brows at your brother, launching off your bed to get closer to him. "What's wrong?" You have this sinking feeling in the pit of your stomach. Your twin has never behaved in such a manner before. 

"Captain--- Captain Ginyu is here." Tarble is shaking, his eyes watering slightly.

You scowl ever so slightly. "But Ginyu's not scheduled to be on planet Vegeta any time soon." 

"It's--- It's a surprise visit. What do we do, Y/N?"

You contemplate for a moment before your features fill with alarm. "Tarble? Where's Vegeta?"

His lip quivers as he looks down at the floor. "He's with Captain Ginyu."

"Damn it." You mutter under your breath. Diplomacy is a skill you need right now. And Vegeta doesn't have a single quality that a diplomat possesses. Your elder brother is more likely to unnecessarily provoke the Captain, putting your entire race in hot water with the Frieza Force. 

You rush over to your bedside table, rummaging through the drawer. Once you have your scouter in your hand, you run back over to your brother. "Stay in here, and use this to channel our father. Let him know what's going on." You push past your twin, about to leave, before Tarble's voice calls out to you.

"Wait, Y/N!" You turn back to look at him. "Where are you going?"

"I have to go stop our older brother from doing something stupid. Everything will be fine, I promise. Just calm down and do as I said." And with that, you take off, praying that Vegeta hasn't already done something rash.

As you sprint down the halls of the palace, you run face-first into the torso of a large body. "Princess?"

You look up at the bald Saiyan, the one who's supposed to be at your brother's side at all times. Since the future king of planet Vegeta needs to be protected. "Nappa, Where is my brother?"

The imbecile scratches the back of his neck, contemplating much longer for your liking. "I'm not sure. I haven't seen the runt in quite some time. You should probably ask Vegeta." 

You scowl at the Saiyan. "Not Tarble, you fool! I'm asking you where Vegeta is!"

"Oh, Why didn't you just say so?" It's taking every ounce of restraint you have in your body to not viciously attack Nappa. "He's just outside of the palace." 

You run through Nappa, intentionally knocking the large Saiayn onto the floor. His stupidity lost you precious time. It was quite an amusing sight, though. A mere child, being able to take down one of your father's best warriors. 

You arrive outside of the palace, your eyes landing on your target. This is the first time you've ever seen Captain Ginyu. Sure, you've heard stories of the purple man. And much like your people, Ginyu is just as bloodthirsty and just as ruthless. Much to your surprise, the Captain doesn't have an army behind him. This was just before the Ginyu Force had formed. All Ginyu was at this point in time was a captain of one of Frieza's many armies. 

You walk over to them, now standing at your brother's side. "Captain Ginyu." You speak with your hands, an exaggerated smile appearing on your lips. "To what do we owe the honor?"

The man looks down at you, clearly analyzing you with his scouter. "Well, if this isn't a surprise. I think this is the first time I've had the pleasure of meeting you, Y/N." Ginyu extends his large hand out to you, causing Vegeta to feel a great deal of alarm. Your brother's body has gone tense with an apprehensive look on his face. But when your older brother looks over to you, there isn't even a glint of fear in your eyes. You're calm, almost as if one of Lord Frieza's deadliest warriors was not standing before you. You accept the Captain's hand, presenting him with a short but polite handshake. "Your father doesn't like showing you off much, does he?" 

You chuckle softly. "My father likes to hold his cards close to his chest. I'm sure a man like yourself is quite similar." Sucking up to Ginyu is not your favorite pastime, but it needs to be done. And every Saiyan on this planet knows your big brother is far too prideful to do it himself.

Ginyu looks between you and Vegeta carefully. For someone so highly regarded by Frieza, he sure isn't subtle. He's trying to read your facial expressions. Unfortunately for him, your father has raised you both much better than that. A poker face to you feels more natural than a genuine expression. "Speaking of your father, where is he right now?"

"He's of---"

You quickly cut Vegeta off. "He's in a meeting. That's why our father sent me out. He wanted you to know he sends his regards, but his hands are tied at the moment. He will be here at soon as possible. I hope my brother and I can suffice your needs in the meantime."

Captain Ginyu eyes you skeptically, tilting his head at you ever so slightly. "That sounds serious. I hope it's nothing too pressing."

"Of course not. It's nothing my father can't handle."

You're about to continue your schmoozing, but you're stopped by Vegeta aggressively yanking on your arm. "We need to talk-- in private."

You grimace at your brother's words. He just always has to make everything that much more difficult for you. You turn back to Ginyu, offering the man a cheerful smile. "Will you excuse us for a moment? We'll be right back."

Vegeta drags you around a corner, concealing you both from Ginyu's prying eyes. "What do you think you're doing?" He huffs at you in a whisper. "I had everything under control."

You snicker, crossing your arms. "You were just about to tell Ginyu that our father was off-planet. It sounds to me like I got here just in time to prevent you from making a grave mistake."

"I don't see why that matters."

"And that's the issue, Vegeta. Now we don't have time for this. Let's go." You turn back around, walking back over to Ginyu, Vegeta trailing not far behind. "I'd like to apologize for my brother's rudeness, Captain Ginyu." You shake your head but with a slight smirk across your lips. "All Saiyan men are the same, and my brother is no exception. They're incredibly thickheaded and quite savage. I'm convinced they don't even realize what brutes they are." You watch your brother ball his hands up into fists from beside you. It fills you with an immense feeling of joy knowing you're getting under Vegeta's skin for once. You turn back to Ginyu, plastering that disingenuous grin on your face. "Now, how about we give you a tour of our wonderful planet?"  

You and Vegeta have shown Ginyu around almost the entirety of your planet, and you must admit you're beginning to grow worried. Luckily you've managed to hold off any more questions about your father's whereabouts by charming him with various facts about planet Vegeta. But to be honest, you're not sure how much longer you can hold up this charade for. You've exhausted pretty much every idea that you've been able to come up with.

"Captain Ginyu!" Your father's brash voice invades your ears as you turn around to finally see the man you've been anxiously waiting for. You've never seen your father walk in such an urgent manner, and it's pretty funny watching your twin struggling to keep up with your father's pace. 

Your father places himself between you and Vegeta, ruffling your hair affectionately. You look up at him. "How'd your meeting go?"

Your father meets your gaze, catching onto your deception almost immediately. "It went very well. Thank you both for keeping Captain Ginyu company in my absence, but I think I can handle it from here." He directs his attention back onto Captain Ginyu. "Now, how about we discuss you're abrupt arrival somewhere more private."

The two men exit your field of view, leaving the three of you alone. Tarble, in his typical fashion, glues himself to your side. "What the hell was that?" Vegeta spits out with venom. "Where was your pride? You were basically groveling at his feet."

You furrow your brows at him. "I was doing what needed to be done. And if you think our father isn't currently doing the same thing, you're a bigger fool than I thought."

"I know our father is being more agreeable with him, but not at the cost of his pride."

"It's always about pride with you." You step closer to Vegeta, closing the distance between you. "Your pride today would have cost the loss of countless lives today, Vegeta."

"Then so be it. If there are Saiayn's that inadequate on our planet, we should probably just exterminate them now. It'll save us the hassle later on."

You snicker, shaking your head at Vegeta. "Some King you'll be." You turn to your twin. "Let's go, Tarble. I have no desire to be near our foolish brother right now."

The conversation between Captain Ginyu and your father was brief. It was a very anticlimactic ending to the naked eye. The briefness of this encounter only set off more alarm bells in King Vegeta's head. It was clear to the man that Ginyu's excuse for being on his planet was bullshit. He's just not quite sure what the captain's intentions were, but he sure as hell is going to find out.

As soon as Ginyu left planet Vegeta, he promptly set course for his next destination. He's headed straight to Lord Frieza to report his findings, and he's eager to do so.

 Ginyu arrives on the planet in record time, heading straight for the throne room. Ginyu kneels before Frieza, waiting for his boss to speak. "Captain Ginyu. You're sure back early. I trust you were able to gather enough information on the young prince."

Captain Ginyu nods enthusiastically. "Of course, Lord Frieza. The Price was exactly the same as the previous data we collected on him. He's powerful and quite intelligent for a Saiyan. Though, he did inherit that nasty temper from his father."

Frieza sighs. "How disappointing."

"But I did discover something that you may find interesting, Lord Frieza."

Frieza tilts his head at the man. He can't help but feel intrigued. "Go on." It's not that easy for him to find an advantage over those monkeys, so he'll take any information Ginyu can give him, no matter how minuscule. 

"Y/N--- King Vegeta's daughter piqued my interest greatly. She's not even close to as strong as her brother, but she's remarkably clever. She's very good with words, she knows how to manipulate people. I'd say she might even be better than King Vegeta himself."

"Now, that is fascinating. Good work, Ginyu. I'll look into the Princess's abilities more in-depth later. You're excused."

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This is just something I felt the need to clarify: So in this chapter's flashback, Vegeta is around three, and Y/N and Tarble are about two. In my head, I picture children on planet Vegeta behaving like miniature adults. My idea is once they leave their chambers (the tanks they are raised in to get their basic Saiyan instincts under control), their minds are fully grown, but their physical growth is quite delayed. That's why they curse and stuff. I have a minuscule window of time to squash in all of my plot ideas. So this was the best way to do so.

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Hello baby!!!! I loved the Vegeta headcanons you wrote about the reader struggling to take his cock! 🥵 They were so good! Like top tier content babe. I was wondering if I could get the same scenario with Goku, Gohan, and Trunks? 🥺 I love you so much! Keep feeding us with your wonderful content! ❤️

Word count: 1,968

Pairings: Son Goku x Reader, Son Gohan x Reader, Future Trunks Briefs x Reader and Bonus! Yamcha x Reader

Warnings: Smut, unprotected sex, praise, degradation, oral sex, squirting, slight rough sex

Goku doesn’t know everything about sex, but what he does know is that he loves the way you look when you struggle to take his cock in your mouth.

The way you drool and whimper while your other hand snakes into your panties, rubbing your clit to get off. That’s what really makes Goku turned on.

When you try to wrap your hand around his cock but it barely fits. You are always so in awe of Goku's gorgeous physique and godly stamina, but that cock is on a whole other level.

“Mmm, you look so good like this. You always know how to make me feel good,” Goku struggles with his words as you try to take all of him in your mouth.

He gets to the point where he can’t speak coherently and he’s just grunting your name over and over again. You choke on his fat cock when you try to deepthroat him as he shoots his load in your mouth.

Goku’s always praising you for taking his cock so well. “You know how to take care of me. I love it when you are able to go past your limits like this. I know I’ve trained you well to take my cock.”

“I can’t wait to feel your pussy around my cock.” Goku is quick to get you undressed and has two of his fingers shoved deep inside of you. Even his fingers are so damn thick inside of you.

“Shh, be a good girl.” Goku sometimes gets feral whenever he feels your tight cunt. He knows his cock is thick and he might not always know what to say to turn you on, but he knows how to get you so turned on.

The first thrust always stretches you. Whenever you whimper or yelp, Goku silences you with some kisses and words of praise. He gives you a moment to adjust, but it doesn’t take much for him to start slamming himself into you.

Lots of overstimulation with Goku. He doesn’t know his own limits most of the time and while he knows he’s completely wrecking you, he loves how good it sounds whenever you are babbling and moaning beneath him that you are sensitive and can’t take it anymore.

“But you’re doing so good taking my cock already. I know you can last a little longer with me. I love the way your pussy makes it so hard to not cum fast.”

Gohan knows he has a big cock and he uses this to his advantage. Nobody would ever suspect that Gohan, the sweetheart and the nerd, has a huge cock and he loves stretching out your pussy with it.

He absolutely loves it when you get down on your knees and you start to jerk him off. Watching your hands struggle to fully wrap around him turns him on so much. The sight of that alone is very erotic and makes it hard for Gohan not to thrust into your hand even harder.

When it comes to sucking his cock, you struggle to take it all. He’ll praise you and call you such sweet pet names, but you always drool and gag. He’s thick and he’s long. You wonder if Gohan was just blessed with the best genes possible.

“I fucking love the way you suck my cock, baby. You look amazing with your pretty little mouth wrapped around me.” Gohan’s words go straight to your aching pussy. You struggle to get all of him in your mouth, but you love the way he’s groaning and playing with your hair.

“You make it so hard not to cum right now. I wanna blow my load inside of you,” Gohan’s dirty talk gets very sexual and smutty whenever he gets close to cumming. It’s like he can’t think of something more dignified to say.

The way you look after he pulls his cock out of your mouth, it’s truly breathtaking. Your eyes are a little teary and your face is red with drool dripping off your chin. Gohan wishes he could take a picture of you right now.

“Good girl. Now get on the bed so I can show you a good time.” Gohan is sweet with his gestures and he’s going to kiss you soft and sensually to get you worked up.

“You’ve got such a good mouth, sweetie. You know how to suck cock so damn well.” Gohan’s words are turning you on even more so now. You can feel your nipples growing erect beneath your shirt as Gohan teases them through the thin fabric.

Once Gohan has you both naked and well stimulated, you feel him tease your wet hole with his cockhead. You whine every time it catches on your clit. You look up at Gohan with a hungry look in your eyes.

He bottoms out with the first thrust, making you cry out. He stretches you out every time and it always catches you off guard how fucking good it feels. Your walls flutter around him as you try to adjust yourself.

You cum so quickly and you squirt all over him and yourself. Gohan continues to piston into you, making your orgasm even more intense. You can feel your thighs tremble as you continue to gush all over the bed. “I love when you make a mess all over me.”

It’s no surprise that the son of Vegeta has a huge cock as well. Trunks wears that badge proudly and he will make you scream as he fucks you hard. He can be a little mean about his cock sometimes too.

“You better swallow all my cum when I give it to you.” Trunks says as he grabs your face. You’re on your knees, unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants. Your mouth waters as you take his cock out of his jeans.

“Gorgeous little mouth,” Trunks mutters. “How is my cock going to fit in your mouth?” His tone is playful, but you know he may tease you if you choke. You part your lips and allow yourself to take all you can.

“I don’t know if you can handle my cock, babe. I think I might be too much for you,” Trunks teases you. The look of adoration in your eyes as you do your best to deepthroat him is proving to be a little too much.

Trunks pulls you off of his cock and throws you onto the bed. He’s ready to fuck you, and he doesn’t want to waste anymore time. He strips you quickly and a lot of your clothes end up in shreds.

“Will my cock even fit in your little pussy? Are you already this fucking wet for me? You’ve only just sucked me off, babe.” Trunks smirks when he feels how wet your cunt is. His two fingers stretch you out a little, leaving you with a passionate burn deep within you.

It doesn’t take long before your walls begin clamping down on his fingers. Trunks goads you on as you cum hard, making your pussy so wet. “That’s it babe. Cum for me!” Trunks looks at you with eyes clouded with lust.

Trunks flips you over on the bed and he positions you on your hands and knees. His hand comes down to push your face into the pillow and grips your hair. “You better be ready for me, babe. I’m going to fill you up with my cum!”

His hand guides his cock to your pussy and he teases you with the head as he rubs it between your slick folds. Every few seconds, the tip of his cock slips into your wet cunt. There’s a little resistance and Trunks is absolutely loving it.

“Fuck baby, you are so tight. I’m going to split you in two and you are going to fucking love it.” His words are driving you crazy. You can feel him start to slip his cock into you, and you groan as your walls stretch.

“I’m barely halfway into you and you're already squeezing around me like this,” Trunks says, giving you a slap on the ass. “You’ll make me cum quickly if you don’t relax your cunt,”

You whine as he continues slipping more of his length into you. You can feel your walls flutter with every inch. It’s intoxicating how he makes you feel. You can feel another orgasm building up quickly.

Trunks is always in control of the pace and he has you cumming hard. When he finally cums, it fills you up so much that it drips out of you. Your pussy is sore and leaking cum after he pulls out of you.

And cause you asked so kindly!!

Yamcha is anything but modest about his cock. It’s huge and it always stretches you out. You’ve been with him for so long and he can still make you gasp in pleasure with only the first thrust.

But he’s always so kind to you. Yamcha is so romantic and will literally treat you like a queen. In his eyes, you are the best at taking his cock. You always make him so hard and he always has praise for you.

“Baby, you suck my cock so good. I love watching your pretty mouth take me like this,” Yamcha groans as you struggle to take him into your mouth. You breathe through your nose as you bob your head up and down.

“I can’t wait to fuck you. I want to feel your wet little pussy around my hard cock. I love the way you squeeze me,” Yamcha praises as he begins pumping his hips in time with your pace. He’s gripping your hair and moaning as you continue to suck him off.

Whenever he gets close to cumming, he starts to get a little more rough with you. He’s always considerate, but he gets excited. You can feel his hips stutter as his hot cum hits the back of your throat and you choke on it a bit.

“Swallow it all, sweetheart. I know you can take all of my load, baby.” Yamcha caresses your cheek as he pulls his cock out of your mouth. His pupils are blown wide with adoration and lust. He loves the way you look right now, drool on your chin and your mascara all over your cheeks from crying.

He’s gentle with you when you both get on the bed and he’s undressing you. His fingers are soft and slow, making you feel so good. Your pussy is so wet, so Yamcha figures you are more than ready to take his big cock.

“Gonna fill you up. I’m gonna fuck a baby into you, and you will have my baby.” You moan as he uses the tip of his cock to tease you. The words alone are enough to make your pussy flutter, but when you feel the head of his cock slip into your hole, your eyes roll back into your head.

“So tight, baby. You’ll make me cum quick this way.” Yamcha mutters under his breath as he continues to push his cock into you. You gasp in pleasure as he stretches you out. He spreads your thighs to give you more room and you moan his name.

“Good girl, now let me fuck you until you are screaming my name.” Yamcha’s cocky nature makes him so good at dirty talk, but his romantic nature makes him sweet with his praise. You whine as he rocks his hips, slamming his cock into you with one full thrust.

“You feel so good, baby. Let me fill you up.” Yamcha starts at a brutal pace, which leaves you weak and spent. He makes you cum over and over again, and he’s true to his promise. He fills you up with his hot cum, making you sore and very satisfied.

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[birdantlers]

Have you read any dbz fics??? I agree with the whole being a rule following child and having dbz be one of my gate way animes(is that the term?) And loving the found family, drama, fights and comedy and especially the fanon. Like the fanart that gives the saiyans pointy ears and teeth an dmakes them more alien? Yes. I especially love fanfics where vegetas a family man. RC_McLachlan on ao3 has some Great Family man vegeta vegebul stories!

I'm pretty picky about DBZ fics bc I mainly like gen stuff that focuses on Piccolo or Gohan which is. A bit lacking in fic content I must admit, but the one fic that consistently fucks me up is Always by Lazy8.

I first read it like back in 2016 when it was on ff.net and ohhhhh man it's. It's sooo good but it absolutely does not pull punches or hold back. I read it last week and it still holds up like a dream, I'm probably going to draw something for it at some point tbh

The rest of Lazy8's stuff is good as well; I really liked Promises.

(And I must throw in this one and this one because while I don't typically read dbz fluff, I just can't not love the Dad Shit)

And just. while we're here I'd also like to mention that I'm also writing a dbz oneshot so. Hope to have that out at some point

#dbz #fic rec #dbz fic rec #piccolo dbz #gohan #i wish there was a tag like dadmight for these two smh #piccolo #dragon ball z #ask #namekian

[carnal-lnstinct]

Ohhhh. Sign me up for the Ox Prince. I’m so interested in your idea for that. 🔥 I’m all about how hot that would be.

Ox Prince Gohan x Reader〖 requested by @loki-love 〗 ✦✦Content: M/18+. MINORS DNI. Gohan inherited the power pole and greatly misuses it. co-workers. fuck buddies. light bondage. ✦✦Warning: explicit language. manipulation. implied hate sex. ✦✦A/N: Don't ask him what that power pole do unless you got time to find out. 👀 I'm mad because this was meant to be sweet still tbh but that won't in the stars for this man and that still feels appropriate.

"Ox Prince" fits him more as a nickname suited for a son of Chi Chi. Often his tantrums are likened to the wrathful Fire Princess who can meet his temper on common ground and reign him in like no other. "Delinquent" also gets tossed around as a fitting title for his behavior by the woman. But what could she do to stop him, put him through the wall again? The foundation of their home can't take another beating.

Once Gohan saved his father from his uncle as a boy, he was viewed less as a child and this almighty "savior" persona stuck with him. He liked it, against his mother's wishes, and learning he was also a saiyan as ruthless as those before him empowered him. It made putting fear in other people fun. He liked making an impression on those who thought he was weak for his humanity and if in the height of his fun they happen to die, then that was their problem. Maybe someone loved them enough to use the dragon balls on them, but good luck getting revived twice.

But these were things you didn't need to know. He's just a man now. The handsome professor's assistant who was known to annoy those who sought conflict with his remarkable intellect and ego to back it up. And as a man, more than ever before, he was free to do whatever he wanted. You may have invited him out to study under the pretense of getting to know your fellow colleague and what made him so scrappy, but being so forthcoming to him about his arrogant ways, showing a temper of your own for his immature display, you somehow wound up naked and breathless beneath him.

The first time was a mistake, you convinced yourself. Caught up in your emotions that you lost your composure. The second time you had no excuse. You wanted him and he was not shy of dropping hints at you while you worked together. What can you say? The man's a biology major and knew how to turn a phrase. As annoying as it was, it didn't fail to get you in Gohan's lap at the end of the day, fucking him in the empty classroom and risking your job.

It became difficult to turn down his advances after that. In fact, sex was all he wanted from you. That and to outdo you in your shared profession, riling you up just to pound the attitude out of you. Not once did he try to get to know you with your clothes on or if you were by chance already seeing anyone else. There was practically no romance in it at all. Gohan only seemed interested in fucking you when it was convenient to him regardless of time or place. Catching on to the superficial nature of your "relationship", you tried to end it more than once in favor of re-establishing your professional relationship. But when you did Gohan only teased you, declaring that you don't even have any relationship to begin with. That you're trying to run away from him because you are afraid of him truly making a mess of you so no other cock could fuck you decent when he's had his fill of you. All with that smug, careless grin on his face.

Of course he said it to make you mad and succeeded in doing so. But your lashing out came much more bitter. You called him a coward and it was the first time you got that annoying smirk off his face. You called him a child thinking he's better than others, afraid of committing to anything outside himself and that he only makes himself look tougher to hide how scared he really was. Gohan didn't like that one bit, abruptly lunging at you and making you back into you a wall where he cornered you with both his hands on either side. The panic in your face made him snicker.

"If you wanted to be my girlfriend so bad, you should just say that. I thought we got along well as is, is all. You don't really want to stop fucking with me, right?" Gohan spoke more softly, pulling one hand from the wall and you can see the bits of broken drywall fall from his palm before he strokes his fingers down your cheek. "I'm actually a really nice guy if you really want to get to know me. I'll even let you in on a little secret."

Gohan reaches into his satchel hanging around his shoulder and digs around inside. Already spooked, and out of curiosity to actually learn something about him, you didn't move. Only praying he wasn't about to pull out a dangerous weapon. He pulls out a short, black sheath by its roped strap and says inside there is a magical staff. Oh, it's worse than you thought. Seeing your brow furrow, skeptical of it and his sanity in the moment, he gives you a knowing smirk and slips it behind your back and lowers it to the height of your knees.

"We're supposed to be reviewing the lecture for tomorrow!" You quickly blurt out before this could any further and you find yourself cumming on his dick, giving him what he wanted all over again. Gohan pauses and looks back up at you with a skeptical and annoyed look of his own. He utters a command to the Power Pole and it extends out of each side of the sheath. Holding the center where it rested between your legs, he pulls the staff forward making your knees buckle around it and lifting you up, balancing your weight with your back pushed against the wall and knees pushed up toward your chest so your hips sank lower. He's strong in a way you can't describe, he didn't even look like he was struggling to hold you in place while you struggled to brace the wall to support yourself. "—Gohan!"

Gohan shakes the drywall from his other hand and slides the satchel off his shoulder letting it hit the ground. He then pulls off his glasses and loosens his tie. "You didn't bring me to this study hall for a damn lecture."

#♚ ;; [ requests ] #*SOTS #gohan x reader #gohan imagine #gohan #dbz fics #dbz imagine #lemon #nsft #♚ ;; [ asks ] #My Writing #don't ask about my google search for this one ok? ok 👀

[sombrasaiyan]

The Android’s Temptation | lazuhan

smut, sexual content, blowjob, tit fuck, oral sex female receiving, profanity

summary: Gohan finds himself alone with Android Eighteen in an abandoned hotel room. Some shouting and arguing disperse before they throw themselves into an unforgettable first night of secret desire.

pairing: future gohan x future android eighteen

By now, Caulifla would have already returned to the safe side of ChiChi, who most likely prepared a hot dinner for her. Gohan couldn't follow behind her--not that he didn't want to, but because he really couldn't. To ensure she wouldn't follow. Lately the malicious android had been playing this cat and mouse game with him, and he couldn't risk her targeting Caulifla in one of her games. Just him and only him, just the way he wanted it.

"Finally, the little twerp left." She huskily muses, as if on cue to his thoughts. Running a free hand through the tousle of his ebony hair, the young man closes his eyes. "If you're here for a fight, you've got it. I'll gladly put you in your place." He huffs in frustration, since he didn't want her to be here. Luckily, her twin brother wasn't here, so he wouldn't have to hear an earful of his sarcastic statements.

"I'm not here for a fight, I think we both know why I'm here." She replies with venom in her throat, crossing her arms against her chest. "You've practically begged me to come here after I locked lips with you at the town." Lazuli sings, sauntering herself closer up against Gohan. "I can sense it, you know." Floating up, she breathes down Gohan's back, as the warrior flinches, but then shoves her away.

"The city you helped destroy." He turns away. "I can't touch someone who's bad to the bone. You're evil and must be stopped, I don't even know why you always come here all the time." Gohan growls.

"Awww, you seriously have a boner for me, don't you? All that pent up sexual frustration, it isn't good to hold in. Why don't you turn all that anger and hatred towards me, and maybe...unleash it in some other way." The Android tempts, striding herself back to him, as if nothing he said mattered.

"Go away, Eighteen. I'm not having sex with someone who is morally a bad person."

"Again with the bullshit speeches! You and your helpless people know how Dr. Gero designed us, so why get all upset? What have those millions of people done for you? You're always playing the hero, and one of these days, it's gonna kill you. Besides, are you seriously going to wait around four years just to deflower that saiyan girl? It isn't worth it, why are you so stubborn! She might not even be alive still in four y—!"

Before the blonde Android could finish her words, her back was greeted by a hard slam up the wall, in a rapid flash, Gohan had transformed to super saiyan 2, a menacing glare parading around his face. "If you or Seventeen so much as touch her or even think about killing Caulifla, I won't hesitate to kill him or you. Not even you, will I ever give Caulifla any less!" His azure eyes met up against her cerulean ones as his lips were now inches away from her. "You know deep down you're not all that evil. You're just fucking bored, you have the potential to be a better person, and how do I know that? Because you're here right now, letting me pin you up and you're not even beating the shit out of me, you haven't laid a finger on me in weeks, and every time Caulifla and I go up against you and your brother, you always, always go up against her because you're afraid your brother might actually kill her."

Android Eighteen places both hands down his shoulders, throwing Gohan down the floorboards as she straddles on top of him, her blood boiling as her hand coils around his neck. She hadn't placed a firm grip on the hold, cautious not to choke him, but the intent was known. "What do you know, you idiot! I'm programmed the way I want to be, and I wouldn't hesitate to kill her in a heartbeat—you know! I hate how she has your protection, your time, even your love! You'd put down your whole life for her—!" That much made the Android want to cry, because the saiyan girl had something she didn't. For once, Android 18 didn't get everything she wanted. And that everything was Gohan.

"Sounds to me you're jealous," Gohan smirks. "You can have any guy, and yet you want the so called hero." He shrugs casually, as if he wasn't pinned down to the ground. "Just admit it, 18. You're just a spoiled little Android who's bored all the time, and who's jealous of a fourteen year old who has nothing but a meaningful friendship with a guy."

"SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP!!!" The Android screeches. Her grasp weakens, as Gohan saw this as in opportunity to flip her over and hover above her, his hands tightly wrap around both her wrists. "Quit playing this game, 18!" Gohan hisses down her neck. "Deep down you're a good person..." he says this at a mere whisper.

Silence fills the hotel room that was nearly trashed—though it didn't matter since it was deserted long ago. Gohan accomplished what he wanted to: to get the Android thinking in a different away, or at least be affected by his words some way or another. Gohan slowly lifts his face towards hers, looking at her pout and nearly found her cute.

"Kiss me." The Android finally spoke, though those were the words he wasn't expecting.

"W-What?" Gohan stutters, his eyes widening into saucers. Had she really said that, or was that his imagination? And if this was his imagination, then it was much more twisted than he expected.

The Android didn't turn away from looking up at him, but her eyes narrowed to show him that she meant it. "You heard me."

Gohan could laugh at her, tormentingly place a kiss on her forehead or her cheek, but instead, he places a finger on her lips. "Don't make me do this, 18. Your brother wouldn't want—."

"I don't give a damn what my brother thinks! I want you, Gohan! I want to fuck you until you scream for me...I want you to fuck me until every inch of me is begging for more..." the yearning in her voice was so engulfed with pleas, Gohan almost felt sorry for her.

But his throbbing member in his pants was practically begging him to indulge in the insides of 18, until he had his first orgasm. But to share his first time with such an evil Android? Gohan's conscience was convincing him to not do it. However, if he was so certain that this would bring her closer to the light, then—and—he needed this.

Lazuli continues to stare into his obsidian orbs, anticipating his next move, and his grip wasn't getting any loose.

Gohan lowers his face down towards hers, planting a deep and long kiss on her lips, shocking the Android since she wasn't expecting this. After she ignored the pounding sensation of her heart, she kisses back, trailing a hand through the tendrils of his back hair, pulling him down closer, his body against hers.

Before 18 could even attempt to do anything, Gohan broke the kiss as he spoke, "Just promise me, that if I do this with you, you won't be that evil anymore and you attempt to change. For the better."

She stayed quiet for brief moments, then whispers, "All the way? Will we...if I promise you..."

"Yes." Gohan whispers back. "So promise me...you'll be good...you'll stop your madness..."

This was her chance, her big moment to finally attain what she wanted for so long.

And now, she was going to have it, so long that she would be a better person—Android.

"Yes, Gohan."

Gohan smiles warmly, crashing his lips against hers again as she grips the back of his gi, lowering her hand down to the belt as she firmly grasps it. Gohan grins into the kiss, rubbing the fabric of her shirt, placing both hands underneath her shirt to feel her skin, rubbing up against her bra, allowing his fingers to press against the soft fabric. "Can I...touch you there?" Gohan asks nervously, turning beet red, since he wanted to take off the bra already and stare at them.

Lazuli giggles mischievously, rolling her eyes at how adorable he was at this. "Of course, hot stuff. Do as you please." Lazuli responds, she would let him do the work—for the time being.

Gohan slips his fingers underneath her bra, feeling the softness of her breasts, his head lowering towards her neck to plant tender kisses. Lazuli felt different when Gohan began to rub his fingers across her breasts, and squeezing them gently, she couldn't resist a small moan. "Gohan~!"

The more he gave her neck kisses, the more his fingers played around, lowering down to her shirt to pull it off, to which Lazuli immediately swiped it off and threw it somewhere to gather. Kissing down her breasts, Gohan wasted no time in ripping her bra off, causing the Android to giggle at how animalistic he was becoming—possibly could be. As he lowers himself down, the Android stops him, giving the saiyan a confused look.

"I-I want to try something..." she declares, sitting up. "I think this'll work better if you're sitting on the bed or standing." Lazuli explains, turning red as she recalled that dirty video she had swiped from that barely standing video store.

Gohan nods, hesitantly clambering his way over to the bed as he takes a seat, his eyes forever glued to her breasts, and he feared he'd get a hard on.

Lazuli crawls her way over as she saw her perfect saiyan sitting at the edge of the bed, waiting patiently, and the way he was twiddling his thumbs, he looked adorable. Working away with his blue belt with her magic fingers, Gohan nearly trembles at the feelings of his pants becoming loose, then watching 18 pull them down his knees, along with his boxers, which thankfully, he didn't wear the heart patterned ones.

Gohan could practically feel his heart pounding inside his head at this point, and out of embarrassment, a flush of red brightens up on his face as his member was hard for the Android. What was she even thinking once her eyes were set upon it? His insides were already begging to be inside her, but he wanted to see what she had in mind first.

"My, my, looks like you really did want me Gohan." Lazuli declares, placing a finger on top of his tip and rubbing it delicately, and just that was enough to get him excited.

"I-I...I can't control it." He sheepishly admits as Lazuli smiles mischievously up at him. "It's okay, I will fix it for you, and as long as I'm the only girl that you get this excited for, it doesn't matter." He sighs in relief at that as she places her hands on her breasts, shifting them towards his erection, and before Gohan could guess what she was about to do, he watched her with widened eyes as she pushes his member in between her breasts, and he immediately gasps out.

"L-Lazuli!" He grunts as he watches his hardened member slide up and down in between her breasts in a steady motion. His legs were trembling as his fingers grip into the bed sheets, arching his head back in absolute newfound pleasure. Lost for words, he was gasping for fresh new breaths of air. He would never imagine he would make such noises, but somehow, they came out naturally.

"Are you enjoying it?" Lazuli asks, though, her answer was clearly visible in the hybrid saiyan as she keeps her pattern, staring at his erection, the heat radiating off of it felt good in between her breasts, quickening the pace, catching him off guard as he struggles to continue sitting up on the bed, falling back as Lazuli giggles, watching him practically melt.

"L-Lazuli? W-Why did you stop? I-I really liked it...a lot..." he sheepishly admits, lifting his upper body up to see her saunter closer to his awakened body part. "Oh I bet it felt good, Gohan. But there's plenty more to make you lose control." She winks, lowering her face towards it, analyzing every nice touch to it, how it reacted to her, the tip soaked with his precum and veins parading around it, meaning she had to play with it a little more before pushing it inside of her. "I want to taste you."

Gohan arches an eyebrow, scratching the back of his hair as he blinks. "My lips are over here on my face, Eighteen." Gohan replies, and without warning, the hungry Android begin to suck his member, starting with the tip, then taking an inch of it, then deep throating it in a nice teasing pattern. Gohan groans, this felt so good as well—hearing her small gags though, were frightening him that this wasn't so pleasant for her. "E-Eighteen...you don't have to...if it's...too much..." he says softly in small pants, placing two firm hands on her shoulders, but the Android immediately shakes off his hands and says through muffled words. "Can do it, Gohan."

Focusing on sucking it rather than forcing it down her throat, Eighteen keeps a nice little teasing pattern, driving Gohan to the edge. Gritting his teeth to sustain all the moans that would come out of his mouth, he growls at her slow pace. "E-Eighteen!" Stopping at her name, he didn't want to tell her to stop—because he knew she literally would to get his gears grinding. "Sorry Eighteen..." He hisses, placing a hand behind her head, grabbing a fistful of her hair as he gently pushes her head down to deepen and quicken her sucking. Groaning out loud now, her lips and tongue felt so good, and something about controlling the Android certainly did a number on him. Breath hitched, he could feel the pleasure build up inside of his erection, and drops his hand away from her. "E-Eighteen! I'm going to spill away!" He warns her, but the Android did not remove herself from being attached to Gohan.

Taking his load, she hungrily licks her lips, as her playful eyes take a look upon the saiyan hybrid, a sideways smug smirk tugging at her lips. "Oh my, do you eat a lot of fruit?" She giggles as the saiyan grins at her, a sexual stupor devouring his insides, a beast within was being unleashed. "I want to know if you do as well," Gohan says this while lifting the Android up off her feet and pinning her down the bed, shaking off his pants and boxers as they slip down to the ground. "So, I guess I'll find out for myself."

Gohan tugs her skirt down her legs, then the navy blue tights, those left an effect on him so, he didn't plan to take those off all the way. Ripping her soaked panties off, he takes a look at them, Lazuli turning beet red from looking at him analyze them, as if pride had paraded around his body. "Q-Quit staring at them like that!" She squeaks.

"Hehe, if all those things you did to me did this to your underwear, then I wonder..." he pauses, throwing them on the floor to collect with the pile that had been made. "S-Shut up! You know I couldn't control it!" She stares at his blue belt casually resting beside his legs. Gohan eyes linger down towards whatever she was looking at, and grins as an idea formulated inside his brain. Scooping the belt up, he gives the Android a devious look, another face she hadn't seen him wear. "W-What are you p-planning!" She demands.

Gohan says nothing as he fixes the belt around her wrists, throwing her restricted hands behind her head. "Hehehe, I've got an Android as my prisoner now." Gohan chuckles as he becomes mesmerized with how she looks, the Android reddening in both embarassment and frustration. "G-Gohan! What're you even planning to do!"

Gohan shrugs. "I don't know, guess you'll have to find out yourself. You didn't tell me what you were up to, so it's only fair."

Moving the tights towards her feet so they rested there, Gohan didn't take it off, but instead spreads her legs, allowing himself to dip down in between them, her legs resting around her back. "G-Gohan?" She blushes, watching his mischievous grin softly lower down to her thighs, as he takes a look upon her core and clit, gleaming with need of Gohan. Brushing his tongue against her clit, her juices taste so sweet, as he immediately becomes intoxicated.

Moaning at his actions, the Android finds herself squirming around, so much so, that Gohan had to let her jelly legs rest on his hands with a firm grip coiled around her legs. "A-Ahh~! G-Gohan!" Lazuli sputters, her moans becoming louder as her heavy breathing causes her chest to rise up and down. Gohan found himself half smiling, as his tongue playfully lowers down to her entrance, and wonders now how would it feel to indulge in such a sacred place.

Careful not to jab his tongue all the way at first, slowly, his tongue slips in, a bit tricky at first, considering the fact it was her first time, but her shuddering proved that this newfound sensation must've thrown her to the edge. The saiyan side took over, as his tongue's pace quickened to taste her even more, her sweetness only drove him further, as she whimpers, both in the ample amount of pain it brought her, and the sensual sensation it brought her. "N-Not too rough, G-Gohan!"

Nodding, Gohan slows down his pace, and now that he thought about it, he didn't think she'd be a virgin, perhaps the vibe she gave off aided that, but now he knew to be extra careful.

The more he ate out the Android, his hands linger up towards her breasts and massage them softly in a circular motion, rubbing her nipples here and there. Muffled moans squeak out of her lips as she bit down her lip—with all this teasing she'd certainly become addicted to Gohan. The pleasure builds up inside of her, waves flow through her stomach, spreading throughout her thighs and legs. Before she could even realize it, her orgasm ripples throughout her body, not being able to warn Gohan—but the saiyan hungrily lapped up her juices, chuckling to himself as he raised himself up, adjusting her tights back to her hips. "Are you ready for me, Lazuli?" He asks.

The blonde Android nods, then looks at her tights in confusion. "Uhhh, any particular reason you kept these on me?" She looks up at him as he pinches the fabric, ripping it down until it exposed her lower lips.

"I-I want to do it like this..." he sheepishly admits, turning beet red. "I-I like your tights on like that." Gohan says, and as he says this, he realizes that something else was as excited as him, brushing up against Lazuli's core as she shivered at its heat.

"A-Ahhh, can you keep your shirt on then, since I like you in that shirt? And can you take that damn belt out of my wrists? You know, the first time is painful for a girl." Android 18 hisses as Gohan giggles in embarrassment. "So-Sorry, I just like the idea of an Android tied up for me," he winks, as he moves his fingers around the belt, the Android blushing.

Lazuli drops her hands down as her body began to tremble with anticipation. She had dreamed of having sex with Gohan for a while and now that it was time for her to take what was hers, she was half-scared of the pain, but if she could endure her own pain through fighting—she could endure this.

"I'm going to put it in now," Gohan places a tender kiss on her forehead, the Android shuddering as she felt the tip rub against her entrance, then it slowly inches inside of her, his length engulfing her insides as she couldn't help but yelp out in pain, Gohan groaning at how good it felt—but in regards to how she felt, he pauses once he was fully inside, wrapping his strong arms around her as her fingers grip onto his shirt tightly. Gohan resisted the urge to keep moving until Lazuli whispered it was okay for him to keep going.

Gohan slowly picks up the pace, groaning at how amazing this was, and he could still somewhat sense that Lazuli was in pain, but it wasn't as strong as it was in the beginning, her soft little moans turned him on, and he breathes down her neck to show her how much he was pleasantly enjoying this. The Android loved how with every thrust of Gohan's member, his shirt would rub up against her, and she could feel his chest. As soon as it felt much better, Lazuli wraps her legs around his waist, the friction between his waist and her tights excited Gohan so much more as he lowers his head down to plant a kiss on her lips as his member thrusted in and out of her walls, the pattern becoming rougher than before, the hotel bed wobbling at the animalistic side of Gohan and Android 18 found herself so into this newfound passion that she was going to find herself addicted with it.

Throwing both her legs over his shoulders, he found it easier to fuck her like this, his fingers tearing at her tights in little areas, and the more her skin became exposed like that through the tights, he found himself getting much more turned on, and something deep inside the pit of his stomach triggered super saiyan as the Android gasps out, feeling jolts of pleasure spread throughout every inch of her body, and the intense look in his now azure eyes brought her fingers to his face, pulling him in for another kiss, flipping him over onto his back soon after that.

"L-Lazuli...!" Gohan groans, throwing his hands back in pleasure as she grins, looking down at him, his expressions filled with fuck faces as he began to bounce up and down his member, skin on skin, swaying her hips back and forth as she pressed her arms on his chest, kissing down his neck as he groans. "I-I'm close!" He grunts out as Lazuli picked up the pace.

"Let's cum together, Gohan!" She moans and simultaneously, the two worked perfectly in sync, and orgasm at the same time, the Android giving a couple more thrusts again, before collapsing down on top of the body of Gohan.

Through pants, the two exchange sensual stupor faces, smiling to each other, sweats slicking down their skin as this was the first of many nights.

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