#and then ends up teaching the little saiyans

[ss-aquarium]

SDV Bachelors + Fatherhood >--)))°< (PT.2)

●☆○°☆ How the Bachelors are as Fathers ☆°○☆●

|| Paring : {Elliott, Sam, Sebastian x reader}

|| Wordcount : [852]

|| Tags : (Fluff, slight Angst, Headcannons, Established Relationship)

|| Warnings : *Spoilers for Sam’s 14-heart event*

Elliott

Develops an entire children’s library in the nursery, might try to name your kid after a character from a novel he likes

Starts drafting children’s books with your kid as the main character; incredibly proud if your kid wants his stories read at bedtime

Teaches them to read at the speed of light, that kid’s AR levels are through the roof, might self-assign summer reading once they’re in school

That kid has incredible English and writing grades, Elliot probably gets tricked into editing papers when he gets frustrated with revision and might cause a call home about potential plagiarism (why is this 2nd grader using words like “robust” and “forlorn?”)

#1 hair braider, would love a little girl to doll up and practice different hairstyles, very willing to be dolled up for tea parties

Extremely sentimental and marks every single milestone, has too many photo albums, celebrates every graduation, cried uncontrollably when your kid took their first steps

Is definitely the type of parent to leave handwritten notes in you kid’s lunchbox

Wants a large family because he spent so much time isolated and pretty lonely before you moved to the valley, doesn’t pressure you but drops a lot of hints that he wants more than 1 kid

Takes your kids to the beach, will play mermaids, will ask you to play mermaids with them 

Beach day ends in campfire stories around the pit outside his old cabin, maybe “camping” in the cabin 

Likes to play piano for your kids, very proud if they developed musical interests

Literally over the moon if your kid is a bookworm/writer, will not stop recommending authors and series or asking to read their latest works- very supportive

Sam

Resident “cool dad” 

Super lax but strict when is counts, big brother-ing heavily influences his parenting style in a “don’t tell ‘mom’” way, meaning he’ll let them get away with a lot as long as they don’t go telling on him

You’ll have to parent for 2 in the beginning cause Sam’s not used to so much responsibility but he’ll catch on pretty quickly, proud of himself when he starts taking the “dad” role seriously

Vincent was super excited and was one of the first people who got to hold the baby, brags to Jas that he’s got lots of responsibilities as a new uncle

Sam probably likes showing off on the half-pipe and teaches your kid how to skate, very proud if he you guys raise a sk8ter like him

Styles you kid’s hair if they ask, then you’ll have 2 super saiyans around the farm with hair full of rock-hard hair gel

When he got his kid's show gig he ran a lot of drafts through Vincent and your kid, both were super excited seeing him on TV, both bragged about it for weeks and acted like superstars

Loves taking your kid to concerts, both of them decorated headphones for your kid to wear, definitely headbangs to the mildest children's songs to make your kid laugh

Very proud band parent if your kid decides to do band (would prefer band to orchestra cause he can't yell in concert halls)

Jodi is a very proud Grandma and enjoys seeing Sam so mature and responsible; her baby has a baby now

Kent is a little slow on the uptake but is still loving towards his grandkid, will attend veteran's day at your kid's school

Sebastian

Least likely to want children but really loves your kid, finds parenting as a way of healing his childhood trauma (reparents himself)

Very supportive dad and never belittles your kid's achievements or decisions, doesn't want to stifle them like he'd been

Buys motorcycle helmets for the kid even if you say no to him taking them on rides, it's the thought that counts to him

Creates family campaigns for you and your friends to try and get you kid into ttrpgs, will buy/use your kid's toys as minifigs

Would love a lil computer nerd he talk shop with, probably teaches your kid to code once they're older

Obsesses over frog-themed baby clothes and toys, likes to play leapfrog with your kid but will stop after like 2 hops cause he has a bad back from poor posture at his computer (probably makes dad noises even though he's in his early 20s)

Would rock the baby by bouncing it on his leg while he has the coffee shakes coding late at night

Aunty Maru pt.2 cause she will love this kid so much, she'll make little science experiments to teach them about chemistry and robotics

Robin LOVES the kid because Sebastian's finally out of the basement and has a family to care for; basically all she's ever wanted

Demetrius cares for the kid, might chastise Sebastian's parenting but tries to be respectful about it, also makes science experiments about ecology and takes your kid on field study trips

This kid is definitely going to be valedictorian like this is the prime environment for a little nerd

Sebastian would probably let them get a tattoo as a graduation present, might even get a matching one

#{Angelfish} #{Flounder} #{Koi Fish} #stardew valley #sdv #stardew elliott #stardew sam #stardew sebastian #stardew valley x reader #sdv x reader #stardew valley imagines #sdv imagines #sdv elliot x reader #sdv sam x reader #sdv sebastian x reader #x reader

[actuallysaiyan]

Euphoria(Virgin!Vegeta x Saiyan!Fem!Reader)

warnings: smut, virginity loss, Planet Vegeta AU, unprotected sex, vaginal fingering, creampie pairings: Vegeta x Saiyan!Fem!Reader word count: 1.4k a/n: I'm tagging @carnal-lnstinct, @dreadsuitsamus and @beneathstarryskies. This is my little fic for the idea of Virgin!Vegeta, and I'm so excited to see what you all come up with!!

Vegeta is no stranger when it comes to battle or being a warrior. He’s pretty sure he has the prince thing down well too. But when it comes to romance, he’s completely clueless. He knows that it’s something he’ll have to experience sooner or later, but he doesn’t know what to do. He has no idea how to initiate it, nor does he know how to finesse a comfortable conversation like that to begin anything.

What makes things worse is when he meets you. You’re a sweet Saiyan, which flusters him even more. Most of the Saiyans are crude, and thoughtless. They don’t always think nor do they usually consider others feelings. But you do and this makes him weak in the knees. Vegeta wonders if something is wrong with him the first time he sees you. He shouldn’t be falling in love with such a soft-natured Saiyan. He should love a strong Saiyan.

Better yet, he should find a strong wife. Someone who can give him an heir and lots of offspring. The kind of children that are very strong and will go into battle without a second thought. A queen fit to be right by his side on the throne. Instead, he finds himself falling for you everytime he sees you.

It’s not long before he begins courting you. It’s a lot of romantic things. Flowers, dates at fancy restaurants, walks on the beach…the typical things. But as things get a little more heated, Vegeta soon realizes he’s completely out of his league. He’s not really sure what to do with his fumbling hands. When it comes to sparring and battling, he’s a natural. But when it comes to love and romance, he’s so clueless.

The first time you invite him back to your place after a date, it ends pretty quickly. You try to kiss him, but only get a bit of a cold shoulder. Then as time goes on, you invite him back every time. And as time progresses, you slowly begin teaching him things.

As the two of you begin making out on your couch, you start to feel his soft tail rubbing up against yours. It makes you purr with delight. So you suggest bringing this into the bedroom, and this makes Vegeta freeze up. Surely, you’re going to know that he’s completely inexperienced. Then, Vegeta looks into your eyes and he sees all the love and gentle affection you have for him. You squeeze his hands gently before kissing his cheek.

“Listen to me, my prince…” you begin. “There is no shame with it being your first time. It’s mine too.”

He gasps softly, “b-but I thought—”

You giggle and reassure him that it’s fine. You wouldn’t want your first time to be with anyone but him. You’ve been in love with the prince for what seems like an eternity. And when he began showing feelings mutual to your own, you were over the moon. You weren’t about to end it all because he’s a virgin. It just meant that this was all going to be even more special than you previously thought.

Vegeta is quick to lead you into your bedroom. He pushes you onto the bed, a new found eagerness spreading inside of him like an unfamiliar warmth. You look up at him with such lust-filled eyes, and it makes his cock so hard. He’s still fumbling, but he knows that he doesn’t need to rush anymore and he doesn’t need to worry about you judging him.

Once he has you completely nude, his eyes nearly bulge out of his head. You’re more beautiful than words can even describe. He’s never seen someone so beautiful. And you were completely giving yourself to him. 

As he explores your body with shaking hands, you guide him to your more erogenous zones. You teach him exactly how you like to be touched, and you say the words you enjoy hearing. Though you’ve never done this before, you’ve fantasized about it in your head a million and one times. You know your own body, and you’ve touched yourself before. Vegeta turns out to be a very good student. 

“So good,” you breathe as he rubs your clit slowly. His hands are calloused, but it’s not an unwelcome touch.

Vegeta watches your every reaction, making sure he’s not hurting you. The last thing he wants is for you to feel pain. He knows that when he enters you, you might feel pain then. But he’ll do everything in his power to make sure you don’t. This is why he’s so focused on making you cum. He lets his other hand settle between your thighs, and his fingers prod your tight hole. You’re already dripping wet.

“Y-you can put it in,”

He looks up at you, red in the cheeks. But he nods at your request and slowly, he slips his index finger into you. You both moan as he does this. It’s such a nice stretch for you, and Vegeta realizes just how tight you are. There’s no way he’s going to last very long. But that’s besides the point.

“Does it feel good?” He asks as he begins pumping the digit in and out of you.

You blush, “y-yeah, ‘feels so good.”

He smirks as he regains some of his confidence. He knows you’re going to cum soon, and that’s what he wants. This makes him feel so much better about his inexperience. You were able to help him through both of your first times, and he’s able to learn how to become an even better lover as time goes on.

The coil in your stomach snaps, and you cry out his name. Jolts of white hot pleasure course through you, making you pant and whine at every euphoric sensation. Vegeta watches you come undone so beautifully underneath him. Soon, he’s growing impatient. He pulls his finger from you and spreads your thighs.

With a wild lust in his eyes, he pulls his cock out and rubs it against your soaked folds. You whine at the overstimulation, but it just makes you leak even more of your sweet nectar. Vegeta knows that the next time he’s going to be intimate with you, he’s going to have to taste you. For right now, he needs to be inside of you.

With pounding hearts and bated breath, the two of you relish in the sensation of having his hard cock slipping between your folds. Then the head prods your hole, and you gasp. Slowly and steadily, he begins pushing into you. Vegeta begins letting out curses as your virgin walls are just sucking him deeper into you. As soon as he’s halfway through, he feels some resistance.

“W-wait, ‘Geta.” You whine and he looks down at you. You’re so pitiful like this, but he’s sure he looks quite pathetic in this state as well.

“What is it?” He asks, panting at the sensations of your walls clamping down on him. 

“Hurts. Please, ‘Geta, take it slow.”

He nods, his brain slowly turning to mush and not knowing how to form proper words. He begins to thrust very slowly and shallowly, allowing you both time to adjust to these new feelings. It’s so overwhelming in so many ways. 

It’s not long before his cock keeps opening you up. Vegeta already feels so close, but he’s determined to last a little longer. It doesn’t help that your walls keep squeezing him so tightly. It makes him grunt as he knows he’s so pathetically on the edge.

“R-relax for me, okay?” He asks, and you nod your head. 

“Okay, I’ll try.”

You take a shaky breath and the two of you just relax for a moment. You share sloppy yet passionate kisses. Everything feels so loving, and it is so alien for Vegeta to feel something so soft. But it’s the most heavenly thing he’s ever had in his life. He never wants this moment to end. He leans his forehead to yours and he smiles a genuine smile.

“I love you,” he whispers against your lips.

“Oh…I love you too, ‘Geta.”

And soon, he’s bottomed out inside of you. But it’s the end for him. Your silky walls are milking him for all he’s worth, and he never thought being so deep inside of you would feel so good like this. A grunt slips from his lips as his balls tighten, and you let out such a sweet moan. A few more thrusts, and he’s crying out.

Spurts of hot cum begin filling up your cunt, making it so messy and warm deep inside of you. And despite that being the most amazing orgasm Vegeta has ever had, he remains hard. Which only makes it easier for him to continue thrusting into you well past his orgasm.

“Hmph, you didn’t really think I was done with you, did you?”

#bacon.writes #vegeta x reader #vegeta x you #vegeta x y/n #vegeta x fem!reader #vegeta dragon ball #vegeta smut #dragon ball #dragon ball z #planet vegeta #planet vegeta au #virgin!Vegeta

[sith-qween]

Come, Let Us Teach You

Fandom: DBZ

Pairings: Reader x Vegeta, Reader x Nappa, Reader x Raditz

Words: 3.2K

Rating: M

Warnings: Sayian Reader, Mating Cycles/Heats, Ginyu Force, Dark Frieza, No protection, probably more, I will update as we go lol

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He wasn’t exactly one for pillow talk and cuddles, much like you would have assumed in the first place. In fact it might have shocked you more if he had been. Instead he cleaned himself up when you turned your back to him and left without much more than a couple words. You were given one more painful reminder that you needed to toughen up and he was gone. 

Did you expect anything to come from what had just happened, no. Hell you already knew you’d probably never hear the end of it and that alone was enough to make your blood boil. Even if he had been amazing and satisfied everything you needed him to in the moment - you would rather drop dead than ever give him the satisfaction of knowing that. He was an arrogant prince and you didn’t need to give him any more of an ego boost on top of everything else. 

Laying there in the pit of confusion over how you felt now, you finally decided enough was enough. There was still enough time to get some training in and you would rather not lose any more time, lest they try to hold it against you for slacking. Dragging yourself from the inner war in your head, you stood, not without a pleasant reminder that was ghosted throughout your skin, and headed into the bathroom. 

The shower was hot and quick, scrubbing your skin rougher than normal, trying to erase it from your thoughts. Granted there was no way to forget his lips on your skin or just how right it had felt. Honesty you chalked it up to being that time and probably something to do with him being a Saiyan. After all you’d dealt with your time before but it had never felt quiet as right as that had. Needless to say you weren’t exactly in the biggest hurry to find out about it either. 

Everything was routine from there. Dressed. Stretched. Straight to the training rooms. You were pretty sure it would be safe to avoid Vegeta there, he was probably busy reporting the mission and trying to brown nose Frieza or Ginyu. He was very proud, but he also bowed his head when he wanted to keep his life. After all you probably made his life a little bit more difficult when you had lipped off about Frieza. 

With a hiss the door pulled open and you stepped in. The dull roar that was humming in your muscles was enough to remind you how badly you needed to let off some more steam. While you had been hopeful that you would be able to steal the training room to yourself, your tail lashed with annoyance as you spotted a certain hulking Saiyan in one of the corners of the room. Great. Just one of the people you wanted to see the most at that moment. It wasn’t like dealing with any of them was an easy task, let alone when you were all wound up.

Deciding it would be in your best interest to ignore him, as you headed over towards your own section of the room. It was nothing special, and it wasn’t like any of the higher ups were in a hurry to use any of their budget on your group. The stuff was older and worn, but you figured it gave it some character; after all so far there had been a great deal of memories made in this room, and you weren’t sure if you would really change that if you could. Even if some were unpleasant, and others were just plain embarrassing. Over the dulled smack against the leather of the punching bag you hadn’t noticed a loud voice trying to get your attention. Well that being until suddenly he was in your vision.

“Just because you can get some doesn’t make you that much better than the rest of us you know?” the voice jabbed, the loud sound breaking from the haze that had been fogging everything else was the least recommended at the moment. Stopping you lifted your eyes to meet the others, narrowed in displeasure of being interrupted. 

“And what makes you think that? Besides, I know I’m better either way, keep that in mind.” you pointed out, voice level not wanting to really give anything away. Knowing their history it would be something quickly turned against you, and the questions of who would be quick to follow. After being so against any of them, you weren’t exactly ready to admit they weren’t that bad. Especially when you knew they all had one goal in mind, and it was the one thing you were most against.

He could see the calculating look behind those [e/c] eyes, and he wanted to know what you were holding back, but he was also wise enough not to pry at the wrong times. His face was lit with his grin as he watched you with a curious gleam, “Now now, I know a glow when I see one, but clearly you don’t want to brag.. I mean, I wouldn’t mind if you wanted to demonstrate, wouldn’t feel nearly as jealous..” he hinted, amusement lighting his eyes as his words managed to get a reaction. Honestly, you swore there was a guide on how to push your buttons, were you just that easy to read?

“I think you need to wake up from whatever disillusioned dreamland you’re floating in, you might just walk into something and hurt yourself” you practically snarled at him, the bite in your words was back and as strong as ever. Hell you could have even fooled yourself into thinking absolutely nothing happened in this very room only a few days ago. 

“So cold, I don’t know what I did to deserve such treatment…” his laugh came, making it plainly obvious that he knew why, and that he liked the reaction. A small twitch reached your eye as you tried not to let him get under your skin, this wasn’t the time to start anything else. You just wanted to train, and hopefully clear your mind from earlier. That wasn’t something you really wanted to have lingering around in the back of your mind for long. Not only would it be a pain if anyone else found out, but it was always not something you wanted to have haunting you either. The sooner it was gone from your mind, the better off you would be, mentally and physically. 

“You know full well what you did, now do you plan on bugging me further or may I get back to warming up?” you managed to get out, the sharpness edging into your voice. Your eyes flicked to the side to where he stood, just within your peripheral vision. You could hardly make out the smug expression he wore, but then again you knew better by now - it was more surprising for him not to be so smug.

“Warming up? [Y/N], what would you do after that? Not like you can make as much progress alone, as you could if you had a partner. After all, it has been a while since we spared last - wouldn’t that be more worthwhile?” he suggested, but it was much more like a nudge. This was enough to get you to turn slightly to face him, the hints of challenge already budding,

“If I am not mistaken, last time we spared someone got upset when I landed a hit on him. I believe they were even considered ‘rusty’ by a lower class saiyan. Or am I mistaken, Nappa?” you responded. The venom lacing your tone was as clear as day, and you could visibly see his muscles tighten at the taunt. Sure he wasn’t the best person to rile up, but it was only fair he knew that two could play at that game.

“And didn’t someone else get their feathers in a bunch when someone hit them back? I recall a scrawny little thing huffing off with anger because they weren’t ready to block.” 

There was a silence in the room, his words seeping into your veins and causing anger to fuel you. Of course, on again about how much smaller you were from the others. It wasn’t even like you hadn’t been exposed to the life of a saiyan, or that you were a female. No, that had nothing to do with it, clearly not. Sure, you weren’t as skilled or built as them, but your spirit burned stronger than theirs, and you would be damned if you let the massive man just walk all over you with his words. 

“So long as you don’t hold back for the sake of pity.. I think maybe I will take you up on this offer this time. I would much rather smack you around than a bag of sand.” your eyes were narrowed, watching him carefully. Turning to face him fully, you could see the sheer size difference. Hell Nappa made Vegeta and Raditz look small in comparison, you could only imagine how small you must look next to him. 

“Hold back? Now why would I do that? You’ve proven you need some sense knocked into that thick skull of yours, and after all what go would me holding back do? It wouldn’t do either one of us much good, now would it?” his face was making a change from smug brat, to an over confident fighter. Now most would feel intimidated by all that, but for once you felt like one with your roots, a deep burning to rise above this obstacle and beat down a strong opponent? Oh you could feel the phantom itching in the tips of your fingers. Curling your hands into fists, a grin of your own started to grow. No matter what, you refused to end up in the medical bays again.

If you were to admit that Nappa was right, it might be time to try fighting more seriously. After all, everything up until this point was all reckless and foolish fighting. No plan, no real power, just anger and rage. You would have to take it a step up if you wanted to avoid anything fatal this time around, and clearly the other was on the same page as you. The air started to grow heavy, and it took a couple of quick back steps before you felt at a safe distance. The ground under him had started to dent slightly and a deep chuckle emanated from him as he watched you blink in surprise. Well, guess there was no use avoiding it, you had to admit he was right this time around.

Meeting his eyes in a challenge, you took on a defensive stance, focusing on building up your own power. Honestly, this was never your strong point seeing as your old base never pushed you nearly as hard as this one already had. After all you were in a no name base, the expendable ones who were the lambs to the slaughter. Here the stronger warriors, not to mention a handful of Frieza’s strongest men, were often seen patrolling the halls and hanging around. The jump was huge, and now was as good a time as any to start working on improving your power levels. 

Unlike the brutish force that the other was giving off as he powered up, yours was more elegant in a way. Much more liquid compared to his explosive burst. The equipment near you started to crack and break down, hitting the ground in a sharp clutter. The feelings of energy rushing through you could be akin to that of a warm drink on a cold day. The distinct contrast as it rushed through you. This was much better, so much better. Not like it would’ve helped with Frieza, but now you were on a closer playing field with the other, closing some of the power gap. 

Neither one of you was ready to move, and neither one of you was willing to let the other out of their sights. Everything paused for a moment before you saw him rush towards you. It was a quick movement and you managed to block, your size giving you the advantage with speed as you shift and land a kick to his legs. However your strength was only so much against his muscles. Grabbing the leg that connected he was quick in pulling you off and hurling you into the wall across the room. 

Stunned for a brief moment you saw him rushing you again and you were quick to duck out of the way, making sure to leave a well timed ki blast in order to blind him and gain some distance. Yeah, okay right. Now wasn’t the time to get careless. You could hear him growl at the little stunt and you were on the clock. Taking your turn in rushing him you unleashed a series of blows, catching him off guard as he turned around. He had to take a moment to worry about blocking your attacks before he finally  resumed his own attacks. 

Well that alone was progress. He had to actually block and worry about your attacks now, better than his good old, fuxe worries. You weren’t just trying to find a chance to hit him, you were hitting him, and making him react in earnest now. Only, you would have to take time to be proud of that later, right now you were more worried about not getting to comfy with the floor like you had in previous fights. 

The fight continued on for a while, each of you holding your own against the other. Hits are getting harder and faster, and focus getting sharper and more dangerous. Parting for a moment, you both needed to catch your breath, hovering in the air. You were sore, but it felt so good. In fact it was only serving to boost the adrenaline you were already feeling. Noticing a shift in his stance as he readjusted you didn’t give it to him, rushing in you went right for him. 

With a grunt he just managed to catch your fist before it landed between his eyes. The curl of his lips causes you to practically snarl in response. Damn, you were so close to getting that one in, but he had experience on his side, otherwise the match probably would’ve been yours. 

“Playing dirty, I gotta say it makes me proud to see you can fight now. Then again maybe something has you riled up.. You aren’t normally so serious in a fight.” he started, the grip on your fist tight, making sure you didn’t just wiggle out. One thing was for sure, you didn’t miss the darkening gleam in his eyes as he continued, “besides it seems I wasn’t too far off with my observation earlier. Can’t say that you don’t smell amazing right now. You smelled good earlier on that mission too. You know you don’t have to fight against it right?” he growled, the hunger in his eyes sending shivers along your spine.

And like that you could vividly feel strong hands on your waist, the heavy heat in your mouth and how primal it had all felt. You needed only to not fight it and you were sure the man before you could dish it out just as well as the prince, maybe even better. However reason was setting in and you had already given into it once, you weren’t planning on making it a habit either. In quick succession you managed to free your fist from his hand before a heavy leg came down on his head, taking the hulking man spiralling to the ground below. 

“Don’t go pressing your luck, Nappa. If it got so bad that I needed the help, I would rather find just about anyone else on the ship than one of your three.” you growled. Honestly the sooner they moved past that the better it would be for you all. However instead of the explosive anger you were half expecting, you got a heavy laugh from below as the other started to sit up from where he landed.

“Well now, guess you can dish out more than I gave you credit for.” he admitted as you jumped down to meet him on the ground. Extending a hand to help him up, he took it with a grin and he got to his feet. However before you could retract your hand, he pulled your body in close, enclosing you in his arms. The action throws you off guard for a moment, but recovering quickly you go to move back before he speaks, “don’t worry, I just want to hold you. May tease you a lot, but I’m not interested in anything if it’s forced.” 

“Well, guess even you can be full of surprises..” you muttered, not sure how to react in such a situation. Raised as a fighter and warrior, this wasn’t really something you were exactly used to. Hell even earlier with Vegeta, there wasn’t anything like that, and that was closer to what you were used to. In the midst of your thoughts you could feel the older man’s chuckle in his chest before he pulled away to look down at you, his hands resting on your waist. Unsure how much you trusted him, you tensed as one hand moved to the tail wrapped around your waist. 

“Last time we were alone I gave you some advice, and I never saw you use it..” he started as he unravelled your trail, watching your reactions. What he wasn’t expecting was the grin that grew upon your features, “however, I guess I was mistaken.” 

“I guess you were, after all - seeing how much you all liked to use that as leverage, even block heads like you guys should have known I would work on remedying that.” you smirked. While you didn’t feel sharp, paralysing pain anymore, your tail was still sensitive and it was harder than you thought to keep a straight face. However it was clear that the other knew what he was doing, then again he was born and raised with other Saiyans, he probably wasn’t inexperienced either. 

His touch was soft and careful as the calloused hand moved along the soft fur. Naturally you were still not completely satisfied after Vegeta, but at least it was a duller roar now. However you weren’t going to let him distract you like this either. In his arms you used your tiptoes to close the distance as you pulled him down by the neck to connect your lips, using his moment of distraction to pull your tail free from his grasp. The smirk on his lips was all the warning you needed to cut it off. 

“Geez, make a man jealous why don’t ya? C’mon who was it? I need to know their secrets,” he smirked before you pushed him off and put some distance between the two of you. And just like that he managed to ruin the otherwise fine mood. You swore the three of them had this hidden ability to ruin anything good they started. Expressioned hardening once again you shook your head in disappointment, 

“Jealous or not, it’s not your business. Now can we get back to training? I enjoyed kicking your butt.” And like that he was focused on the fight once again. For once you felt confident with your skills, and you had a good sparring partner, and you were liking the results that were showing. 

#dragon ball #dragon ball super #dragon ball z #dbz #dbs #db #anime #dragon ball fanfiction #reader insert fanfiction #dragon ball reader insert #vegeta x reader #nappa x reader #raditz x reader #ao3 sees it first #ao3 author #ao3 fanfic #ao3 writer #archive of our own #fanfiction #dragon ball x reader

[duhragonball]

Dragon Ball Super manga Ch.68-70

It’s Granolah time.

Let me start off by saying I’ve only read the first six chapters of this arc, and I can already say that this one is leagues better than the Moro saga that came before it.  I’m sure this story won’t be flawless, but seeing how much better Granolah is makes me realize just how crappy Moro was.  I thought I was being too hard on the manga, but no, the Moro arc was just a hot mess.  

Anyway, I’m digging this Granolah story, so I feel a lot better about liveblogging it.  Let’s dive in.

We open with a moody flashback of Saiyan shock troops attacking Granolah’s home planet decades ago.  Turns out this is a recurring nightmare he has. 

Granolah’s been haunted by the invasion ever since, but there’s nothing he can do about it.  Frieza wiped out the Saiyans a long time ago, and then Frieza got killed after that, so there’s no one left for Granolah to take revenge upon, even if he were powerful enough to take revenge.  When I first heard about this guy, I was skeptical of the concept, since his vendetta would be forty or fifty years old by this time.  But with Granolah, that’s the point.  He’s been holding on to this grudge the whole time, and when he gets his chance to act, he grabs it with both hands. 

Meanwhile, Goku and Vegeta are still training on Beerus’ planet. Goku learned to use Ultra Instinct at will during the Moro crisis, but Whis explains that this is only the beginning.  Goku still can’t sustain UI for very long, while Merus could do it all the time.  And Whis is even better at UI than Merus was, and the Grand Minister is even better still.  So Goku has a long way to go, which is fine by him.

Vegeta, however, has no interest in learning Ultra Instinct, since he concluded some time ago that the ability doesn’t suit his tendency to overthink things.  He wants to surpass Goku in some other way, and Beerus offers him a glimmer of hope, saying that there’s more than one godly technique that he can learn.  The angels uses Ultra Instinct, but the Gods of Destruction follow a different path.  Beerus says he’s not interested in teaching Vegeta, but then he teaches him anyway, because Beerus is tsundere.  “I-it’s not like I want to teach you how to use destruction ki or anything, baka!”

Back to Granolah.  At the end of the Moro arc, we met Granolah as he was stealing Seven Three’s remains from the aliens who built him.  Seven Three was part of a whole series of similar androids, but he was the only one who spent any time in the field, so he’s a lot more powerful from the life experiences he had.  Granolah’s client, Elec, could use Seven Three as the template for an army of unstoppable androids, but that’s not why he wanted the android.  Elec’s what you might call an information broker, and he plans to mine Seven Three’s memory banks to find some useful data.

Granolah asks about his next assignment, but Elec doesn’t have any new work lined up, due to Frieza’s return to the galactic stage.  We’ve only gotten glimpses of what Frieza’s been up to since Whis re-revived him at the end of the Tournament of Power.  But apparently his activities have upset the status quo, and that’s hurting Elec’s business.  That doesn’t matter to Granolah, though, and he immediately demands to know where Freiza is.  Elec has his associates clobber him a little to get him back in line.  He convinces Granolah that he doesn’t need to run off half-cocked, and Granolah backs down and heads home.

After he leaves, the rest of Elec’s group, the Heeters, ask Elec why he would tell Granolah about Frieza at all.  They know how he feels about Frieza, so why stir the pot?  Elec explains that Granolah’s getting too powerful, and if he ever surpassed the Heeters’ strongest member, Gas, then that might lead to trouble.  The Heeters doubt that anyone could surpass Gas, but Elec still doesn’t want to take any chances.

So he wants Granolah good and riled up, so that when the time is right, he can manuever Granolah into a fight he can’t win, and Frieza will finish off Granolah for him. 

Meanwhile, on the way home, Granolah gets ambushed by one of his fellow bounty-hunter guys, who wants to steal the big payday Granolah just scored.  But Granolah has him completely outclassed.  First he uses his eye-piece/computer, Oatmeel, as a decoy, and then Granolah picks off all of this guy’s allies with his sniper technique.  Granolah’s species, the Cerealians, have a specialized right eye that gives them exceptional vision. 

So Granolah’s powerful, sure, but he’s no match for Frieza, right?  Well, Granolah plans to do something about that.  As he schemes, the Oracle Fish on Beerus’ planet has a prophetic vision that the “strongest warrior in the universe will soon rise up.”

Back to Granolah, we find that he’s still living on Planet Cereal, even after the rest of his people were wiped out by the Saiyans.  Since then, the planet has been re-populated by another species, the Sugurians, who lost their own homeworld at some point.  The Heeters brokered a deal to settle them on Cereal, and their domed cities are built right next to the ruins of the Cerealian cities.  I really like this imagery.  Like I said, I was kind of wary of the idea of an alien seeking revenge after so many decades, but this story really uses that passage of time to full effect.

Meanwhile, Beerus talks to Vegeta about the Saiyans, and Vegeta admits that their destructive tendencies led to their downfall.  Frieza accelerated the process, but his own father, King Vegeta III, is the one Vegeta holds responsible. 

I’ve often noted this, but I find Vegeta to be an unreliable narrator for Saiyan history.  In most stories, he’s literally the only one who remembers the Saiyan race, so his perspective is treated as gospel simply because there’s no one else to dispute it.  In this case, I think Vegeta’s putting too much blame on his dad.  I’m sure Vegeta I and Vegeta II bear their own responsibility, and it probably goes back even further than that.   But Vegeta III is the leader he remembers, so it makes sense he would see it that way. 

But he’s still wrong.  Remember the Super Saiyan God legend from the Battle of Gods movie.  The hero of the tale was trying to wipe out the wicked Saiyans, and he failed.  That story was so ancient that Vegeta didn’t even know about it, which just goes to show that the Saiyans’ problems are far older than his dynasty.

And I guess this is what sets off Beerus’ bullshit-meter, since he dismisses Vegeta’s answer as ridiculous.  He accuses Vegeta of putting the sins of his people on his own shoulders, and even if he were responsible, why do those old crimes have anything to do with his life now?  He then reveals that he was the one who gave Frieza the idea to destroy Planet Vegeta all those years ago.  Vegeta flies into a rage, but he can’t beat Beerus any more now than he could when they first fought on Earth.

Beerus’ point is that Vegeta will have to let go of the past if he hopes to master the style of the Gods of Destruction.  This is kind of like what Toppo had to do when he transformed into a Destroyer in the Tournament of Power.  He had been trying to avoid that step for a long time, but when he got desperate enough, he finally crossed the threshold, and Vegeta mocked him for it. 

And now Beerus is mocking Vegeta for failing to understand this.   Toppo got stronger because he put aside the irrelevancies and focused on what mattered.  Beerus says he only focuses on destruction, which keeps him sharp.  His advice to Vegeta is that he’ll have to destroy his own stray thoughts to build himself into something better.

Meanwhile, the Heeters go through Seven Three’s memory records and learn what they wanted to know: the location of Zuno, the galaxy’s greatest information broker.  But they also learn about Moro and the Dragon Balls, since Seven Three was involved with that business before he got captured.  Elec realizes that the Dragon Balls might explain how Frieza came back to life, and Macki recalls that there used to be Namekians on Planet Cereal before they got wiped out.  But Elec knows that there’s one left: Granolah’s housemate, Monaito.

Back on Cereal, Granolah discusses his latest job with Monaito, and informs him of Frieza’s return.  The two of them live in this remote house, far from the Cerealian ruins and the Sugurian cities.  Even though they’re on friendly terms with the Sugurians, they prefer to be removed from their tragic past.  I find it off that their house doesn’t look much like the Cerealian or Namekian architecture.  Maybe the Sugurians built it for them. 

Anyway, Granolah considers using the Dragon Balls to become powerful enough to defeat Frieza, but Monaito warns him that the Dragon Balls aren’t meant for revenge.  Besides, they don’t have a complete set on planet Cereal.  One is in Monaito’s house, but the other was lost a long time ago.  Wait, what?

To explain how Monaito has his own set of Dragon Balls, we cut to a lesson on New Namek, where Moori explains how Namekians have settled on other planets.  Those communities would have their own elders, just as Moori is the elder of New Namek.  And those elders would be empowered to create and maintain Dragon Balls. 

This isn’t exactly news, since this is exactly how we have Dragon Balls on Earth.  The Son of Katas came to Earth as a refugee, then eventually ascended to the role of Kami and created a set of Dragon Balls without remembering where he learned to do it.  Monaito’s basically the same deal, except he had a whole group of Namekians with him on Cereal, and he’s the only one who survived the invasion.  This story just confirms that there could be other Namekian communities in the universe, and any of them could have their own sets of Dragon Balls. 

What I find more troubling is that Monaito’s set of Dragon Balls is just a pair.  I guess there’s no rule that their must be seven, but it’s kind of weird how we’ve always seen them in groups of seven before, and yet this one is just two. 

Anyway, as fate would have it, Granolah turns on the local news and learns that some Sugarian kid just happened to find the lost ball and took it to a lab for study.  And maybe this is why they went with just two balls, in order to simplify this moment, but they could have just as easily put six Dragon Balls on Monaito’s shelf. 

So Granolah immediately makes his move, stealing the second Dragon Ball and sneaking off to make his wish.  I like the design for Cereal’s Shenron, or whatever he’s called.  The dragon is willing to grant Granolah’s wish to become the greatest warrior in the universe, but Granolah’s body isn’t sturdy enough for that kind of power.  However, the Dragon can make it possible, if Granolah is willing to accept a compromise in exchange.  Granolah doesn’t even wait to find out what it is.

Meanwhile, Vegeta has finally achieved some success in using the Hakai technique.  He can only destroy little grains of sand, but he can destroy them, which is a big accomplishment.  And he’s not going to rest on his laurels.

Satisfied that his wish has been granted, Granolah immediately heads back to the Heeter’s HQ and demands to know where he can find Frieza.  The Heeters don’t understand what’s happened to him, but Granolah quickly defeats Oil and Macki in combat, and Elec realizes that Granolah’s not just blowing smoke.  Maybe he really can defeat Frieza, but he can’t just tell him where to find Frieza, because if he loses, Frieza might take revenge on the Heeters.  So Elec asks for some information on how Granolah got this strong, and Granolah explains the Dragon Balls and the condition he had to agree to.  Normally, Cerealians live for two hundred hears, and Granolah’s 50 now, but in order to get his wish, he had to let the Dragon shorten his lifespan.  Granolah now has only three years left to live.

Elec convinces Granolah to wait on Planet Cereal while they track down Frieza’s position.  In reality, Elec hatches a scheme to neutralize Granolah first.  Elec wants Frieza out of the picture, but he’s worried that if Granolah does the job, he might wipe out Frieza’s goon squad, and Elec wants to take them over for his own organization.  Wait, why didn’t the Heeters take over the Frieza Force before, when Frieza was dead? I mean, it’s just as well that they didn’t do this, since Frieza would have returned and killed them, but they didn’t know that at the time. 

So how can Elec stop Granolah from wrecking his plans?  Simple, he’s going to get Goku and Vegeta to do it for him.  Having studied Seven Three’s records, Elec knows that the Saiyans fought Moro, and they should be powerful enough to defeat Granolah, and Granolah won’t turn down a chance to fight Saiyans, since he wants revenge against those guys too.  Elec is confident that Goku and Vegeta would win that fight, but what if he’s wrong?  Well, I guess he’s got nothing to lose by trying...

So yeah, to repeat what I said at the top, this is way, way better than the Moro arc. There’s a lot fewer characters, and their motive are more complex, and their plans aren’t nearly as convoluted.  We’re not sending Goku and Vegeta on a wild goose chase to like five different planets for this one.  No dead-end subplots about Majin Buu or those space crooks who tried to rob that space train. 

I also really like the way this story uses Frieza without featuring him in the plot.  The problem I’ve always had with bringing back Frieza is that he just does all the same stuff he did the first time around.  The only novelty to Frieza these days is less about what he’s up to, but how everyone else reacts to his return.  The Heeters, Granolah, Monaito, and the Sugarians have been trying to build a life for themselves in a post-Frieza universe, but now he’s back, and that upsets everything. 

Also, it’s refreshing to see Goku and Vegeta actually learning something on Beerus’ planet, as opposed to just sparring there as an establishing scene.  I’m looking forward to seeing how this plays out. 

#dragon ball #dragon ball super manga #2023dbapocryphaliveblog #goku #vegeta #beerus #whis #granolah #elec #oil #gas #macki #monaito #moori

[teenandbeyond]

Piccolo x Artist.Reader II

This is part two since it was asked for, like, a while ago (Quotev) :) I've had to stop and continue it so many times, I kind of just changed the ending I had planned xD

Here is Part 1

Also! Check out some more of my content on my master list! -> Here.

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Art Class (DBZ or Dragon Ball Z)

Warnings: Fluff

You've managed to gain the accomplishment of conversing with Piccolo, but...does he think of you as a friend? Deciding to brush away your worries, you play teacher and show him something new.

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"VEGETA!" Bulma ran into the living room after the house shook.

"WHAT?!"

Her eyes widened as she let out a growl, "WHY IS THERE A HOLE IN MY CEILING?!"

You laughed nervously, trying to escape from the house.

Her sharp gaze snapped over to you, "[Name]. What do you know?"

You tried to grin confidently, but by her look, you knew you were failing. You looked around, pretending there wasn't a massive beam of sunlight in the middle of the floor, "Hm? Know what?"

"[Name] [Last Name]-!"

"Fine! Fine! I kicked Vegeta into the ceiling--"

His lip curled up, "--You did not! I would not be hit so easily! I am the Pr-"

You sighed, "Prince of all Saiyans...the whole world knows by now. But getting kicked by me doesn't mean that you aren't still a capable prince--"

"I-"

Bulma cut him off with laughter, pointing to the hole, "It's obvious Vegeta--I can't believe you kicked him away!"

Your face warmed in embarrassment as you glanced at the Vegeta-shaped hole.

His face turned a little pink, "I refuse to be a part of this!"

Bulma settled down as he stormed off, "So, why'd you-why'd you kick him?"

You pouted, "He snatched my artbook and made me chase him--he looked through it. Nobody looks through it."

"Except Piccolo," she smirked, "But it's probably full of him anyway--"

"Shut up! It's not like that--Anyway, that's why I kicked him."

Bulma noticed your bag next to the door, "You leaving off somewhere?"

"Yeah...Piccolo."

She snickered, "Well have fun, don't do anything I wouldn't do!"

"There's not a lot of things you wouldn't do," you deadpanned.

She smiled before tossing her head back to look at the Vegeta hole with a sigh, "I'll have to call the roofing guys today..."

She tapped her chin, "Or you can use your art skills to help me out--[Name]'s gone."

Indeed you were, where you once were was now an empty space. Through the gaping hole, she saw you fly past.

"[Name]. What am I going to do with you?"

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"Woah--Woah! Woah!" your feet skid to a stop in the grass, "I came in faster than I thought!"

"Dork."

Your head snapped up, eyes meeting sharp ones.

Piccolo. He laid back in the grass.

"Hey! Sorry, I was hurrying away. Made a Vegeta-hole."

His eyebrow ridges furrowed, "W-?"

"Long story," you waved off, moving closer and plopping next to him.

"I can imagine," he closed his eyes, sighing out a breath.

You grabbed your sketchbook out of your bag, enjoying the comfortable silence.

You glanced over at his relaxed expression.

I know I've spent all this time with Piccolo...but...are we considered friends. Or is he just not saying anything because he feels obligated to spend time with me?

You aimlessly doodled something.

Am I bothering him? Should I--I need to do something...

"What's...bothering you?"

You turned to him, "Hm?"

"You were sighing...and you look like someone just told you you can't draw for a week."

You sucked in a breath, "Hey, want to paint? I've got watercolor."

"...I've...never painted before."

You grinned, "I can teach you."

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"Go slower, your hands are big."

"Mm."

The two of you sat across from each other, painting what you chose.

"It's not my fault these paintbrushes were made for humans," his eyes narrowed at the canvas.

"What are you making?"

"Well, I'm trying to make flowers, but I don't think I'm getting the hang of this."

"Hm, I can help you," you moved, scooting over to him, "Ah, I see you're having a problem with the consistency, that and how to make one. Here, I'll show you, what color?"

He looked at you for a moment, before passing over the brush.

"Um...purple."

You showed him exactly what to do after he explained what he wanted it to look like and painted an example flower.

"There. Simple enough," you grinned.

"For an artist, maybe."

"That sass, is unnecessary, Piccolo."

"What are you painting?"

"Those mountains over there," you jutted your thumb behind you.

His eyes bulged at the very detailed mountains, "You--you're gonna paint that?"

"Mhm."

"Huh. I've underestimated your skill, I suppose."

"Majorly," you chuckled.

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After a while, you completed and decided to share your works.

"Wow...You're great at painting, [Name]."

You grinned at the praise, "Thank you--"

"But seriously, what's up with you?"

"I-Huh?"

"You only paint big landscapes like that when you're sad, something's eating at you. What is it?"

You...you didn't realize he knew you that well.

"I..."

Should you tell him?

You looked into his eyes, they were firm yet...concerned...all at once.

"Are we friends?" you broke eye contact, the green of his skin switching to the green of blades.

"What?"

You knew it.

"I'm sorry...I guess...I thought that we were becoming friends--So I--But I wasn't--!"

Piccolo began to snicker.

"Well, you don't have to laugh at me!"

He held his hand in front of him as his snickers became laughter, "I-I'm not laughing b-ecause of that."

"Then...why?"

He settled, "It's just amusing that you were that worried...when I've already thought we were friends for a while."

Your eyes slowly glided over to his, "Really?"

"Yeah. Gohan told me we do things that...friends do. That's what we are, right?" His cheeks dusted purple as he rubbed the back of his neck.

Your own face got warm, "I--Yeah! Definitely..."

But...for some strange reason, neither of you felt satisfied by the title...

#piccolo #dragon ball z #dragon ball #piccolo x reader #fluff #dbz x reader #dbz fluff #piccolo dbz #anime #cute #dbz anime

[gokubrain]

Goddamn it that last post made me think about an au I've had in the pantry where Vegeta has Nothing Left post-Namek so he's just like. Trying to live life on earth and figure out how to exist as something other than a pressured prince or a grown child soldier and he comes to the conclusion that he 1. Loves Kakarot and 2. loves fighting and now he has to like. Make a life from that. Anyway the kakavege spores never go away entirely

wtf sorry i never saw this .. :(

i loove thinking of post namek vegeta i love the idea that he’s like coming down from a manic episode and has to settle somewhere for a little while since he like. doesnt have a job anymore lol..

i think he like. lives with bulma obviously and they date or whatever (ugh) but as a result of that she kind of has to teach him how not to be super boring LMAO she has to show him earthling medias and things like that.. this is why i feel so strongly abt vegeta having weird interests like oldschool nintendo and female rap lmfaoo >_< she taught him how to be human dhsjdhfj

to inject kakavege into it (as i always do) this was also certainly a time for vegeta where he was trying to discover who he really is .. that can be said about his entire characterization thru the entirety of dbz but i think especially here, he’s in his late 20s or early 30s, he’s just escaped a tyrannical rule that he’s been kept under his entire life, and he no longer has planets to destroy etc. his girlfriend is rich as fuck so he doesnt have to work or do anything but train all day really .. and you KNOW that any time vegeta has free time he’s 100% thinking about goku. like nonstop. fighting and thinking about goku, thats what vegeta is up to post namek pre future trunks ^_^

i’m certain he was thinking a LOT about goku’s super saiyan transformation and how he HAS to get to that level or goku will be ahead of him forever and he cant have that, obviously. his goal from this point forward is getting better than goku no matter the cost. post namek is the beginning of the end for vegeta lmfaooo ^_^

#sorry this is incoherent #i am but a rambler #dbz #answered

[jezaguti]

Raditz es ese tipo de persona que adoras, pero que al mismo tiempo quieres golpear porque se vuelve burlón cuando menos debería. Cómo por ejemplo, cuando quieres golpear a alguien en la cara por imbécil.

También tengo el headcanon de que si estuviera vivo les hablaría a Gohan, Goten y Pan por nombres saiyajin de su elección. A Gokú no, porque Gokú ya se llama Kakarotto.

Pero en la imagen no está vivo, en realidad está muerto y es cómo... ¿Un guía espiritual? ¿Guardián espiritual? De la hija de su sobrino mayor (léase Pan). Hacía mejor su trabajo cuando Pan era pequeña, allí solo tenía que jugar con ella para distraerla.

Raditz is the kind of guy that you love, but at the same time you want to beat up because he gets teasing when he shouldn't. Like for example, when you want to hit someone in the face for being an idiot.

I also have the headcanon that if he were alive he would speak to Gohan, Goten and Pan by Saiyan names of his choosing. Not Goku, because Goku is already called Kakarot.

But in the image he is not alive, in reality he is dead and he is like... A spirit guide? Spirit guardian? From the daughter of his eldest nephew (read Pan). He did his job better when Pan was younger, there he only had to play with her to distract her.

Raditz: It angers you! you're furious! Ha! I knew you would inherit his wrath! After all the fruit fell near the tree!

Pan: Uncle Raditz, please keep quiet.

Raditz: Why should I, little Lettuze? I have said nothing but the truth. A Saiyan's wrath is a means to be exploited in battle. Keep yours, deep inside as Bardock (Gohan) always has... And you will see then, that the fruit will be sweet.

Pan: I know, you've always told me, and I keep it in mind, but if you keep giving me ideas with cryptic words; I'll end up covered in blood. A disgrace. Uncle Raditz, we would have to spend a lot of money to cover that up, you know.

La misma imagen, pero sin diálogos.

The same image, but without dialogues.

Gohan tiene problemas controlando su ira, eso es cuando está explota, porque en general, él suele ser muy calmado y un ángel de Cristo; pero todos lo hemos conocido enojado en DBZ y un poco en DBS:SH, así que quiero hacer un poco de cuenta que aunque Pan está siendo criada de una manera en la que ella tenga un buen control de sí misma (quién mejor para enseñarte de eso que Piccolo, quien se ha mostrado como su maestro en artes marciales), a veces el enojo le gana. Y a Raditz le encanta ver el mundo arder entonces... pasan cosas, cosas desafortunadas.

Gohan has problems controlling his anger, that's when it explodes, because in general, he is usually very calm and an angel of Christ; but we've all known him angry in DBZ and a little bit in DBS:SH, so I want to do some realizing that even though Pan is being raised in a way that she has good control of herself (who better to teach you about that Piccolo, who has been shown as her teacher in martial arts), sometimes anger wins her. And Raditz loves to watch the world burn so... things happen, unfortunate things.

#fanart #uncle raditz #dragon ball #son pan #raditz #Los problemas controlando la ira de Gohan #Cosa que heredo Pan #Cosa que Raditz ama explotar #Raditz ama ver el mundo arder #alternative universe

[thelonewarriorprince]

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🐷- What is your OC’s favorite animal?

Answer: Kabocha holds affection for all animals out there but she does gravitate towards the more misunderstood animals in this world. Coyote’s are an example of an animal whose misunderstood by our society because we place assumption over them due to potential danger rather then fact. An example of a misconception about them is how we think they are nocturnal animals but the reality of the situation is that this isn’t true at all. Nocturnal behaviors from these animals come from living around people, they are not the kind of animal who places full trust into us like a dog or cat, so they’d rather avoid us if at all possible. Coyotes, as a symbol, are representative of being resilient, strategic and clever which Kabocha can relate too on a deeper level.

There is actually a whole mythology behind Coyote’s, in summary, there is one about an harsh winter caused by the “sun’s strokes” touching down on the people less. The Sun whose an asset for their warmth, becoming lessened upon the village, was a very feared thing by a normally happy tribe because of this harsh winter it brings. The coyote actually plays a hero in this story by saving their village from the cold season and saving the people from further casualty and loss by taking a piece of wood lit ablaze with fire to provide them warmth, then teaching them how to make this warmth for themselves. The coyote did this because he felt sympathetic and bad for people within the village as he passed. The myth itself comes from the Shasta tribe and are one of the few I know of where the Coyote takes the role of a hero (All of this information is paraphrased by memory of what I read awhile ago on Coyotes.)

💛- How many languages can your Oc speak? What language(s) are they learning, if any?

Answer: Kabocha has mastery over two languages including the language she grew up on. The other language she knows is the Saiyan language and I consider her to have mastery over it due for it being a lost language to time and if anyone spoke it, it’d be Vegeta, who she learned most of what she knows about it from and did her own research, what little she could gather from inquiring deeper on it with beings like Shenron, Whis and Beerus, people who possess great intelligence or have actually stepped foot upon planet Vegeta is who she researched the language, traditions and society of the Saiyan’s from. Kabocha feels that learning the Saiyan language and all of their traditions would be honoring her heritage because she couldn’t honor or show her pride through fighting or combat.

Kabocha also knows “Coded” language by educating herself because she grew interested in shows that hid little ciphers in them. While this isn’t really a “Spoken” language, Ciphers and Morse code still are languages in their own right. When she watched this show, her favorite thing to do is to solve these snippets of ciphers given to her and she wanted to do it without a translator, by pure memory of what she’s researched. Did she get it wrong a few times? Of course she did but over time, through memorization and studying, she fully learned them.

🍝- What is/Are your OC’s favorite foods?

Answer: Kabocha isn’t a picky eater and will eat virtually anything if she had too but a favorite of her would have to be Sukiyaki. Sukiyaki is a meal that’s made from meat, vegetables and onions with a mixture of further flavorings such as sugar, soy sauce and mirin. Unfortunately this meal isn’t one she has common, as it typically is reserved for the end of the year and is really only seen in winter. For desserts she enjoys squash pie that can be or is made with a small amount of rum added into it (Fun fact: Her name, named for the Japanese pumpkin, is a type of squash though it is used more as a vegetable then anything else. This is why I made her enjoy Squash Pie as a reference to this!).

As far as foods she doesn’t really enjoy as much, Ramen tops the list and she seems to be the only one she herself knows as somebody who isn’t as fond of ramen as she is other foods out there.

☕️- Does your OC prefer coffee, tea, hot chocolate, milk, water, or some other drink? How do they like to take this drink?

Answer: Kabocha does enjoy Hojicha tea, this is a tea which is made with lower caffeine and from the older stems + leaves of the tea plant which are then roasted and she does enjoy the occasional ice coffee with less ice, pumpkin spice flavoring and sugar. Hot chocolate isn’t a go to of her’s nor is water but she’ll drink both of them when she feels the need or pull too. Kabocha’s preferences in drinks are largely warm with a few exceptions to this rule.

Kabocha is not a fan of Black Coffee or cheaply made espresso.

🤔 - What is your OC’s quirks/mannerisms?

Answer: One of Kabocha’s mannerisms is to laugh. This laugh in particular comes out more as a “Hehe” then a “Haha” , the point in emphasizing this is to point out the fact that for her, “Hehe” and “Haha” hold two distinctive meanings. “Hehe” is a nervous laughter for her, a laughter she does when she is unsure of a situation or is at a loss of what to say at the start of conversations. “Haha” is more of a genuinely entertained or enthused laughter that comes from her. Kabocha also tends to pace around whenever she is in deep thought and consideration for something else. Her tails typically twitch as a sign of either anxiety or mild agitation while pick up a more enthusiastic pace when excited.

Her arms crossing can have a double meaning as both a self soothing behavior or just being a learned, default, behavior from Vegeta. For her, Arm crossing can indicate very rarely anger or sternness but usually she has her arms crossed by instinct so with this one, it can be very hard to tell at times to pinpoint a feeling. She scratches her head when confused or sheepish which is another learned behavior from the influences in her life, she picked this one up from Goku.

#dragon ball #dragon ball gt #dragon ball z #dragon ball series #dragon ball super #dragon ball oc #dbz oc #db oc

[violentemperor]

Lucy was conducting another exploration of the house, the small Evoline had indeed learned not to go into the workout room again. Well, unless she managed to skitter into the room behind Kefla before he closed the door. Her little wings were a little tender after what happened with the weights.

Today she managed to get into a diffrent room, the home office of the saiyan who runs the house. Her little tail swayed in anticipation, pushing against the door and shutting the gap that she had entered through. The door clicked when it latched shut.

The small demonic would explore the room, jumping up onto and furniture and rubbing her scent on anything she can. Knocking some things over, some of which would land on the floor. Some paperwork got scattered, but it didn't catch her interest as she didn't understand what was on them.

Then there were the pens that got knocked onto the floor, the sound of them hitting the ground caught her attention instantly and she would get off the desk the same way she got on. She would start playing with the pens, batting them around and chasing when as they roll. Chewing on the end of one of them, effectively causing it to burst and and splatter her face with ink.

A squeak of surprise comes from her when that happens, but it didn't stop her from messing around with the others. Getting the cap off a different pen and getting the grand idea to suck on the end of it, the weird taste of ink would fill her little mouth. The taste of the ink was strange, so naturally she would stop.

Finally, her third victim. The last pen that she had knocked down was near some paper. So, with the knowledge of the strange substance that came out of the strange tubes out of the metal end, the ink stained baby would take the pen in her tiny hand and press the tip to the paper and move it.

The line on the paper surprised her, so she would do it again, and again, and again. Scribbling on the paper, as if she wasn't stuck in a room. Being oddly quiet compared to normal.

The only reason the baby is not stopped from going inside his office where he puts all the important things for his work is because he is taking a shower after having trained. Cold water relaxes the body and muscles. Eventually, he does get out of the bathroom after wiping himself with his towel. One for the body and another one for his face. He puts them on the towel rack so that they dry out and goes to his room to put on some clothes. A slim fit black jeans and a white tank top with black high top shoes. Now that he is dressed, he walks out of the room to head down to the living room. However, his nose picks up a familiar scent from the office where he puts all the stuff reserved for work.

This is why he did not see the baby ever since he got out, she has been in his office all the time. There is nothing she could hurt herself with but all the papers he left on the desk. There is no telling what this overly curious brat can do with all of them. He rushes to the door and slides it open. But to his despair, he is late. Ink stains on the floor, his pen in ruins. The baby on his desk covered in the ink and making a mess of everything. His office, his documents, his work! The rage begins to rise in him as he approaches the baby to grab her by the arm and drag her away from his desk. He takes the only pen that seems to have survived and puts it down.

— Do you realize what you just did?

Of course, since she is a baby. She does not know any better, she does not what is bad and good. Therefore, he does not wait for an answer of a sort and steps out of the office while he holds her by the arm. He closes his office and just like the training room, this room is now going to only open to him.

— You ruined all the documents I made, all the documents I was supposed to prepare and give to Naeb. You're not getting out of this that easily.

To prevent any other future outcome similar to this, he is going to make all the other doors only accessible to him after he teaches her a lesson. He was contemplating calling the child care center to give them Lucy because he certainly was not feeling like having her around anymore. But, he knows they will be unable to manage her and she will hurt the other kids. If she does such, they are going to return her to him, anyway. So, this is not a viable solution.

He takes her to the sink to remove all the ink on her body and in her mouth, then uses another clean towel to dry her properly. After doing such, he places her on the table and takes an empty small bowl. He fills it with an extremely spicy powder and takes a small spoon. He fills the spoon with the spicy powder and opens her mouth.

— This is your punishment.

He pushes the spoon into her mouth and forces her to chew and swallow the powder. He takes some more powder and repeats the process until there is nothing left in the bowl. Then he takes a bottle of milk.

— Every time you do something like this, this is how I am going to punish you. So, you will remain with your mouth burning for the next 10 minutes so that you can repent well on your actions. No, you know what, if you keep doing stuff that makes my life harder. The next punishment will be harder.

#|| sanity of said madness — ic #[ shatteredminds ] #[ answered ]

[miramiravictories]

N/A = Majin Buu just be existing for the lolz ??? = lmao, the balls that are very Super were made ??? = The gods were having so much drama without Gowasu existing ??? = Who is dafuq is Yamoshi? He fought his race and his race won- ??? = back then, Tapion was just that guy... now sealed in a little box 261 = rip Classic Namek, maybe... 461 = Roshi gets traumatized by King Piccolo or something 732 = King Vegeta gets punked by his old boss's tiny ahh son 734 = Goku is born 749 = Goku's adventure begins 750 = Goku competes in his first tournament 753 = Goku dogs King Piccolo after drinking special water 756 = Junior gets dogged too cuz Goku was trained by like... God 761 = Goku dies 762 = The Saiyans attack and "broski" goes Super Saiyan 763-ish = Cell is bitch-made and devolves after sneaking Trunks 764 = Mecha Freeza gets diced the figgity fuck up and blown-out 767 = The Butterfly Effect bullies Trunks, Vegeta, Cell & 17 774 = The Super Saiyan Bargain Sale is real and peeps forget Buu 778 = Goku kinda becomes a god or something like that 779 = Ayo- there's a couple of Super Saiyan God: Super Saiyans 780 = Go Broly Go Go! Go Broly Go Go! Oh, and a Gohan dies, lmao 780? = Moro swallows a guy and gets neck to go Ultra, but crumbles 781? = Granolah & Gas cheat at life, then Freeza gets a paint-job 782? = Goten & Trunks steal Gohan's entire flow + Trunks simps hard 783 = Gohan Blanco is REAL?!?! minus the blue skin though 784 = Goku sets off to train Uub in off-screen land for eternity 789 = But that other Goku though... He gets turned into a kid! 790 = NOBODY CAN BEAT ME WHEN I'M SUPER 17 & Goku ascends 790 = Meanwhile in another timeline, Miss Buu is born! OMG 791 = Can Majins fuck? Probably, 'cause they become an entire race 793 = Satan retires only to try scamming another way 794 = Pan low-key creates Hero Colosseum; Remote Fighting frfr 796 = Pan teaches randoms how to use their ki 801 = Goku & Vegeta probably kill each other or something 804 = Gohan finally sliced Katchin and wrote a book about it 805 = Goten & Trunks gets zesty with a sword 820 = Satan dies and the Freeza Force try to RoF without a Freeza 821 = Tien & Krillin create schools... Fighting schools... 826 = Yajirobe finally decides to plant some damn beans 834 = Majin Mani Mani is the REALEST Majin to ever Majin, dying 850 = ATTENTION ALL PROUD WARRIORS, HAVE YOU CONSIDE- 851 = Mira bombs Namek with... A SPIRIT BOMB?! Bro cheating 852 = Mira fucking dies, but not before going monkey 889 = OMG Goku Jr. & Vegeta Jr?? What's the Change!Goku doing? 890 = Hi, Beat! Hi, Ultimate Tenkaichi. The world's ending... again...?

900 = The Yardrats really got put on Time Machine construction 940 = Something something, Evil Namekians (hi) start hacking eggs 991 = General Bon, the Animal-human nationalist creates Red.. Pants 998 = Mira threatens Earth and Piccolo... orphans many, legally 999 = Trunks cant help but do Time Breaker shit by snitching on Mira 1000 = Just about everybody's able to box with ki now 2016 = Tekka & Pinich let their intrusive thoughts fuck time-space

#ooc #outofwinnings #dragon ball timeline maybe but not really sorta kinda ish

[signofthestriking]

What's A Hellsite?

(I'm writing one-shots tied to my bigger OC-driven AU, which you can check out here. Hoping this is a good start.)

May 19th, Age 714. Noon. The light of the afternoon sun streamed through the dusty library, Maize's eyes darting about as she stepped inside. Library. Someone in this village had told her to find this place. She had stopped them and asked if they had ever heard of Saiyans. After all, Master Limax knew about them. But the people in this village didn't know a thing, and the human she'd talked to had told her to find the library. 

Maize had never seen a library before. She'd never seen the human village up close before, long straying from their cities. Her heart raced even being here. Even reminding herself that he wasn't here, that there couldn't be any harm in breaking this one little rule if he never found out, Maize looked over her shoulder every few seconds. She never saw him. With a sigh, Maize passed by the front desk and wandered into the shelves.

It struck her that she had no idea where to start looking. 

The young girl started at one end and scanned each book for the word "Saiyan", which never came. She checked a second shelf with the same results. Maybe if she read all the books, she'd find something. How long would that take? Maize wasn't sure, as she hadn't read that many books before. Aside from the ones Master Limax had gotten to teach her how to read, she didn't have any at home. Maize's hands traced over the spines, and as she searched to no avail, her mind began to wander.

'I wonder what's in these… Cookbooks? Oh, maybe all the books here are about food.' She realized. '...It smells nice here. But I feel like I'm about to—'

Just then, Maize sneezed. So dusty. Sniffling, she turned around a corner and gasped when she met eyes with a stranger. An older woman in a pencil skirt and a blue blouse, with round glasses connected by a thin chain. Maize quickly looked away, staying silent. Maybe the woman wanted nothing to do with her.

"Are you looking for something?" The woman asked. "...Saiyans."  "Um, excuse me?" Maize pointed to herself. "Me. I'm a Saiyan." "Oh, um, okay...." The woman nodded, trailing off a bit. "Is there a book you're looking for?" "One about Saiyans." "Sayings?" "No… Sai-yans." Maize restated. "Someone in the village said to come here for books if I wanted to learn about things." The woman paused, before going on. "Well… Are your parents around?" "My parents are dead."

The woman covered her mouth. Resuming her search, Maize moved onto a different shelf. 'Annexation of Yahhoy For People In A Hurry'. Yahhoy. That was a new name. What did 'annexation' mean, anyway? Maybe she could read it later. But she moved on, and on, and on, until she'd searched too many shelves to count. Her eyes began to ache. How could there be books about so many things, but not one about Saiyans? 

Turning another corner, Maize found herself down the hall from the front desk. The same woman sat hunched over her phone, covering her mouth with her hand as she spoke. When she noticed Maize, she quickly looked up with a smile.

"Did you need something?" She asked. "No." "Find what you were looking for?" "No." The woman bit her lip, before responding. "Well, um… You could try the computer, if you'd like!" "What's a computer?"

Maize followed the woman's lead down the hall again, to a desk with an odd-looking box sitting on it. She tilted her head. The woman pressed a few buttons and pulled up a chair, gesturing for Maize to sit. As she did, the display flickered on. Maize poked tentatively at the keyboard, scanning the buttons. What was this for? 

"Look up whatever you're searching for, okay?" The woman told her. "I'm sure you'll find it." "What is this?" Maize asked. "A computer. You've never seen one before?" "No." "Oh. Well, use the keyboard to type. And use this mouse to move around." The woman explained, pointing out some of the keys and showing Maize how to use the mouse, before stepping away. "You'll get the hang of it!"

Maize turned her attention back to the display, the flickering light making her eyes water. A window sat idly open, an empty search bar waiting patiently. She'd never seen anything like it before. Maize poked at the keys with letters, seeing them appear on the screen. Her eyes lit up. That's how this worked! Remembering the button that deleted things, she cleared the bar and typed in "saiyan", before hitting the bigger button labeled 'enter'. Most of the buttons remained unknown, and Maize resisted the urge to press them as the search results appeared.

Her brow furrowed at a meager gathering of results, using the mouse to click on the various links as the woman had instructed. One took her to a page of oversaturated colors and unreadable text. She could barely look at it, let alone search through it for knowledge of the Saiyans, if it even contained such a thing. Another link led to a nearly-blank page marked only with the numbers 404. What was that supposed to mean? Maize pouted. Wasn't this computer supposed to answer her questions?

It had been all she could think about for the past few weeks, ever since she'd been left on her own. There had been a lot on her mind for months, every day, and this had been something she could finally dwell on for a little while again. She could stare into the sky and dream of what her people could have been. What they could be doing in that very moment. Were the Saiyans traveling the stars? Or were they living simple lives on islands, like her? Limax wouldn't tell her, but he'd never forbidden her from seeking answers on her own. Right? Not that she could remember. He did say she was one of the only ones here, though. But that meant there were others, right? 

Maize realized she had yet to click a third result. It led to a page framed with dark blue, a string of text laid out in front of her. But she could actually read it, and that was more than the last two entries could say. 

kawaii-dipshit, 12hrs ago Gotta love it when your parents refuse to listen to you even for a second  #vent post  #idk don't look at this kawaii-dipshit, 11hrs ago He did NOT just say "it's not ladylike" MOTHERFUCKER THERES TWO GIRLS IN MY CLASS THAT GO TO TAEKWONDO LESSONS HOW CAN YOU BE SO DUMB kawaii-dipshit, 8hrs ago Okay but what I don't get is how he really acts like there ain't anything weird about what he's saying cause it's all obviously bullshit. I mean does he actually think I'm gonna ignore the fact that I'm a saiyan too or something? Like what the fuck!!! It'd be so nice if you could just be open to your kid about what you're so fuckin scared of but no, let's just pretend like it's all okay. Sick of this shit!    #dont even know why I'm so mad about it today but fuck it

Maize tilted her head. This person was a Saiyan, too? What even was this place, though? And who was this? Someone had to have written this. Like a book, but on a glowing screen framed by dark blue borders. Maize didn't know the words for it, but as she searched about the screen, her mouse hovered over the image next to Kawaii Dipshit's name, and she instinctively clicked on it. But now, faced with a strange profile and an array of buttons to click on, Maize didn't know which one to press next.

'...This one's got a little green dot.' She noticed. 'Maybe that's something special.'

The button triggered a little pop-up. Register? What did that mean? Getting out of her chair, Maize finally returned to the front desk, seeing the woman still sitting there. She greeted the young Saiyan with a smile, glancing at the door every now and then. 

"Everything okay?" She asked. "I, um… I made a few calls, and someone will be here to pick you up soon." Maize ignored that. "I need help." "With what?"

Leading her back to the computer, Maize pointed at the screen and explained how she had gotten there, sitting back in the chair. The woman took the mouse and progressed through the pop-up, having Maize type a few things in the process. She had to pick a name. She had never picked a name before. But it couldn't be her real name, according to the instructions. What would make a good one? Maize had an idea, hastily typing it in and completing the registration process.

It was then that she realized the misspelling of her new name. She had chosen "monkey". Something Limax had called her a couple of times. Earth had monkeys of its own, and Maize always thought they were interesting creatures. So she'd picked that as her new username. But she'd forgotten a letter, leaving it as "monke". Oh, well. It wasn't the end of the world, and she had no idea how to fix it anyway.

Finally, as the woman returned to her desk once more, Maize realized she could finally talk to this other Saiyan. As she thought of something to say, she faintly heard the woman speaking in the background.

"...Yes, she's still here. Can someone please pick her up? I can't leave a child all alone… We close in half an hour, just send someone. She said her parents were dead. I, I don't know what else to do."

Who could she be talking to? Maize didn't know, and she didn't see any need to dwell on it. She could leave on her own when she was done speaking with this other Saiyan, anyway. And so, turning her attention back to the screen, Maize typed out her greeting.

monke: hello monke: are you a saiyan too

*****

Lunch couldn't arrive fast enough. Konnie had begun to slip into a fast-paced dream involving pillows and motorcycles until she heard the sound of classmates gathering their things. Oh, Human Anatomy was done already? She had zoned out the whole time. Grabbing her books, Konnie hurried to her locker to grab her lunch. More like a snack than a real meal for her, but during the school year, that was lunch. 

Konnie's tail shifted around under her clothes. She had taken to telling people she was half-beastman, if they happened to notice it. Most people tended not to ask a whole lot of questions. Like if half-beastmen were common, or why both of her parents looked human. Heading outside, Konnie traveled to a small courtyard with a few trees, sitting in the shade of one. A few other familiar faces milled about, although Xandria had been absent the whole day. She ate, she shared a few words, but spent most of her lunch break on her phone. 

The young half-Saiyan yawned again. She hadn't slept much last night. Another little spat with her father about the usual topic. She'd even asked to practice on her own, in her room. Just to see if she liked it. But Okkoro had said no, and she needed to rant about it. Thankfully, she doubted anyone paid much attention to her blog, a little void for her to scream into. But she didn't bother checking on it right now. Right now, she saw a text from her mother.

Mom: Your father wants to know if you still want to go to that convention with your friends. Still some tickets left. Mom: I know its last minute but do you want to go?

A reply could wait. Konnie shook her head. He was trying to cheer her up. As stubborn as he could be, Okkoro couldn't help but coddle her a bit. Konnie supposed she couldn't complain, since she did want to go to that convention. But still, he knew she was upset, and he definitely knew why. So why couldn't he come clean? What was he scared of? Of her getting hurt? Or her getting into trouble? She couldn't tell. For all she knew, maybe he was afraid of both. 

But seriously, was it so much to ask? Konnie had even told him she'd be satisfied with a few straight answers about the Saiyans. How could he leave her hanging like this, refusing to tell her anything about her alien people? That couldn't be fair!

Konnie raised an eyebrow when she saw a message she didn't recognize. On her blog, nevertheless. Odd. She hoped it was nothing inflammatory. A new user, an unfamiliar name, and a simple message greeted the half-Saiyan.

monke: hello monke: are you a saiyan too kawaii-dipshit: Sorry, who is this? monke: my name is Maize monke: are you a saiyan

This couldn't be real. 

Konnie humored the conversation for a little. Longer than she usually would. How did someone notice that post? Out of everything to find, what were the chances of someone finding her quiet little blog and seeing that post in particular? She cringed when she read the word "Saiyan" in it. How could she be so dumb?! Even as she deleted the post, the stranger pressed on.

This had to be a trick. Someone was having a laugh. Especially when this came from a new account with an odd name. Going to the stranger's profile, Konnie nearly blocked them, seeing a message pop up at the last second before she could hit the red button.

monke: do you have a tail too

Hold up. This person knew Saiyans had tails.

Konnie lived all her life barely saying a word about her alien blood. She certainly didn't draw attention to her tail if she could help it. And as far as she knew, she and Okkoro were supposed to be the only Saiyans on Earth. And yet, this person knew Saiyans had tails. But no, she couldn't simply trust that right off the bat! Who knew who this person was behind the screen? If she'd learned anything, she'd learned not to trust strangers on the Internet. Even if they claimed to be an alien.

Konnie noticed she was running out of time. Lunch would be over in a few minutes. Asking a hasty question, she hoped the stranger would reply fast enough. And they did, immediately bringing up the Great Ape her father had always taught her to fear.

'They can control it?!' Konnie thought to herself, typing as fast as she could. 'Then my dad was wrong!'

It seemed like this person wanted to know more about Saiyans, too. Unlucky for them both, as Konnie knew next to nothing about them. Her knowledge stopped at the fact that they were aliens. Realizing lunch was all but over, Konnie sent a final reply before rushing back to class, knowing full well she'd be dwelling on this for the rest of the day.

kawaii-dipshit: Hey I have to get back to class. Maybe we can talk later? Where are you right now anyway? monke: it is called a library monke: i have never been to one before monke: it is quiet and i like it kawaii-dipshit: Alright how about this? Come back around noon tomorrow, that's when I have my lunch. We can talk about this more monke: i will come back tomorrow then monke: goodbye kawaii dipshit kawaii-dipshit:  Goodbye, Maize

#[oc] konnie sai #[oc] maize onigiri #[story] one shots v.1 #[au] spectrum verse #dbz #dbz fanfiction #dragon ball z #dragon ball z fanfiction #dragon ball #dbz oc #dbz ocs #fanfic #dragon ball oc #dragon ball z oc #dragon ball fanfiction #dragon ball fanfic #dbz fanfic

[rosavulpes]

*pops outta nowhere and just attempts to tackle goku mwahahahahaha*

He'd done his very best to teach her the principles of this technique . As it was different from what he'd shown her thus far he wasn't surprised that see her struggling in it's usage for what had been weeks now . He had told her multiple times now that the key was to not be discouraged by failure , it had taken him months to even successfully do it the first time let alone on a more frequent basis . The fact that she had made this much progress in such a short time ? She was already outpacing him in that regard .

Daisy had shown herself to be a quick study when it came to learning his moves . With the body , mind , and spirited heart of an athlete she had a bit of an advantage when compared to most others in the art of Ki Control . Not to mention her competitive nature making her more determined to succeed .

She'd been able to learn how from him to draw out her own Ki in little to no time , and seemed to become more proficient with it each time they sparred .

It was like a muscle , the more you trained with it ? The more honed it would become with each repetition .

While the primary purpose of this technique was to make traveling across great distances far easier , at it's core it was still a ki sensing skill . An essential skill that she would need to master in order to better utilize her own ki when in battle as the benefits of being able to sense an opponent's life force aside from just gauging their battle power was nearly limitless . While she wouldn't be able to read their minds per say , being able to feel the emotions emanating off her opponent's ki ? It was pretty close to it .

Especially if , she were to fight against an opponent that lacked her abilities . They'd soon find themselves to be at a hefty disadvantage .

The first step in utilizing the technique was to raise her level of awareness . Clearing her mind of any unnecessary thoughts in order to solely focus on projecting her ki outwards like a sonar in order to find the ki of the person she was looking for . Placing her index , and middle fingers on her forehead while doing so . In this case ? She'd be trying to find him , which was why he'd flown off to Chai without telling her as part of the challenge .

She'd have to find his energy which he was making no effort in keeping suppressed . Actually , to make it easier for her , the Saiyan's hair was currently spiked upwards . Glowing with a golden aura as if about to transform into a Super Saiyan but not quite being there just yet . Just raising his own level of power to make his " Signal " more easily noticeable on her radar .

Next , once she'd found him ? She'd have to them focus , and project her energy on to him . Making contact , locking on to his ki in doing so .

Lastly , once she'd complete the second step , the final step would be to remain calm as her body moved towards his . Her body would chase after her projected energy on it's own , and do so very quickly . Focus was needed to ensure she'd arrive correctly , otherwise she'd end up close to him but not necessarily within his immediate vicinity .

With the length of his ebony tail flicking at his backside freely , he was making this easy for her now , but for future tests he'd certainly increase the difficulty . If there was ever a situation in which she needed to use the Instant Transmission Technique in an emergency , she might be find herself dealing with an entity that knows how to keep their spiritual presence hidden . It'd be harder to lock on to someone who doesn't want to be found .

Suddenly feeling her energy materialize near him , eyes would open in surprise to see Daisy rushing towards him , tackling him downwards unto the grass . Eliciting a happy laugh from him .

" See ? I knew you could do it ! You just needed a little more practice is all . Think you can find me again ? We can do it a few more times and I think you'll be ready for a harder challenge . What do ya say Daisy ? "

#regledesflorale #ic. son goku #ooc. thanks for sending this in ! #ooc. and always feel free to send in more ! #ooc. you know I love Daisy X Goku anytime anywhere ! ^ ^

[thevaudevilledemon]

Cartoon Rap Battles: Goku vs Superman

Disclaimer: yes, I know ERB already did this battle, but... come on, it could’ve been better. While I did take some punchlines from ERB, I did write some more original stuff.

Superman:

Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane It's a three day long fight scene with people screaming like they're insane

It's the man of steel, the original Super hero Prima Dropping bombs on this fighter like you're in Hiroshima

In a time of chimpanzees you're just a monkey Flying headlong into battle like an adrenaline junkie

You change when you go Super Saiyan, you got a hair stylist there? Your like every kid in Gen-Z now with your shiny blue hair

When will the horrid treatment of your wife and child end? You were replaced as father of the year by the alien that killed your friends

When Toriyama made you, he stole from the best And sprinkled in a little bit of Journey to the West

You're no Monkey King, just a Monkey fool You know that I'm the true winner of this duel

I've seen better animation from Ray Harryhausen The chances of you losing this battle is over Nine Thousand

Goku:

You look pretty strong, this should be a good fight A great way to get my training in tonight

Which Superman am I facing? There have been at least a ton Every single one of them I could spar with for fun

The all American hero made by two people they hate today Two Jewish guys, one of them an immigrant dreamt you up in 1938

I've got my Gi on ready for any kind of fight Especially against losers who wear underwear over their tights

Gonna drop a spirit bomb on this Kryptonian creep All your movies after two kept putting me to sleep

My opponents are always stronger pushing me to my limits Your arch-nemesis is a business man with a permanent grimace

Defying death every fight, always training round the clock While you're biggest weakness is a little green space rock

You can't stand to me, because I've got the Ki The ability to overcome any difficulty

When I became super my star flew higher While yours sank lower thanks to Zack Snyder

Superman:

You want to beat me and bring up movies as your solution? I'll knock your ass down with Dragonball Evolution

I'm in an iconic suit, you wear hammer pants and a sweatshirt A pupil of Roshi, it's just like anime to be trained by a pervert

Watching your slow battles leaves me ungodly bored One hit from me and I leave my foes floored

You've got no Kryptonite, your blows lack any impact The martial arts champion with no original attacks

Yelling your attacks until you're out of breath Maybe you should learn silence when you're training in death

I'm the unbeatable savior of Earth, in all media I broke new norms While you got one of the worst games on multiple platforms

When it comes to adversaries I overcome them all So why don't you teach a dinosaur to ride a ball?

Goku:

Talking about Sagas? Please tell me more After I bring up your garbage on Nintendo 64

You want to take this fight alone, have a one on one spar? You know I got my buddies with me, we're a team. Four Stars!

It’s the all powerful savior that can hold multiple infinities Yet fights for two hours with a furry with no special abilities

Our battle's gonna end in a bang, no matter what anyone claims It's a death battle Superman, enough of these silly games

#Rap Battle #Epic Rap Battles of History #dragon ball #dragon ball z #superman #son goku #dbz goku

[sith-qween]

Come, Let Us Teach You

Fandom: DBZ

Pairings: Reader x Vegeta, Reader x Nappa, Reader x Raditz

Words: 3.6K

Rating: M (later on)

Warnings: Sayian Reader, Mating Cycles/Heats, Ginyu Force, Dark Frieza, No protection, probably more, I will update as we go lol

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After floating around in the darkness, your body unmoving and your senses dulled; you started to wonder if maybe you did die after all. There was nothing but darkness, and you were alone. It was comforting and yet it scared you, you had only really just started to put together your life and it was snatched up from under you like a drop of the hat. It was eerie how easily everything could end, just like that; with no rhyme or reason.

Then you tried, as a last ditch effort, to move your fingers; surprised when you actually felt something under them instead of nothing. It was kind of scruffy and worn, but it was also somehow soft; and very familiar. Taking a deep breath your chest lifted before slowly falling, a very dull scent reached your nose as you realised the same feeling was also all around your body. Was it a blanket? Testing it, you moved your hand, grabbing a fistful of the sheets before the pain shot up your arm causing a weak groan to escape your lips.

Your body tensed up from the waves of pain the movement had caused, 'Okay, definitely not dead yet..' you thought to yourself in pain. Taking another breath to try and reanimate your heavy body takes some conscious effort to manage to finally peel your eyelids open. [E/c] optics flickering shut once more before they open to the blurry haze of faint and dull colours of your room. Noticing that you were in one of the housing rooms, and not a healing tank, you started to wonder why that might be and your mind slowed down and reeled back, trying not to overwhelm you and cause a dizzy spell.

"[Y/N]" an uncharacteristically soft voice called out to you. Your mind tried to figure out who's voice it was, none of them ever sounded so soft and careful, it almost scared you. Then the silence followed once more, shutting your eyes to try and rebuild some kind of strength. You turned your head in the direction of the voice, eyes opening again to see three very familiar faces. Something about seeing them caused you to relax again, and another part of you wanted to scream, who knew what they would do; the things they would say and how they would lecture you and make you feel worse.

But nothing followed. They all watched you with care, almost as if they were scared their gazes would break you, like speaking might shatter you in your fragile state. However, even in this state you could feel something, something old and familiar start to bubble up. Seeing such soft and pitiful looks coming from them caused your eyes to narrow in their direction. A sudden wave of strength washed over you, even if it was only there to prove a point. Seeing it you sneered and pushed yourself upright, ignoring the screams and protests that followed in your body, fueled by your Saiyan Pride, you wouldn't sit back and let them treat you like some lesser being.

Almost instantly, the three twitched as if they wanted to move forward and make you rest, but the glare that followed made them stay where they were. They could see it in your eyes, the pride and defiance that was fueling your body now, and there was a glimmer of pride reaching their eyes at the sight. You were weak, broken, and maybe even a little bit terrified; but you weren't dead yet.

Having sat up, you needed to take a few heavy breaths, the movement having taken a lot more out of you then you had originally expected, but instead you shut your eyes and took a single deep breath; fighting against all of your natural urges. Opening them you looked over your body, seeing the bandages that covered the lengths of your arms, covering the obviously red and scarring marks from when the ground shattered and cut into your skin. Aside from that, you could see all of them, the bruises. The large dark purple marks that danced with greens and yellows, painting your once clear skin.

You were not wearing your normal suit, instead it was a simple tank top, but you could feel the tightness around your stomach, your brain wincing at what kind of damage could be under the bandages there; well aside from the ribs that had been clearly broken. Taking a few painful breaths you knew they had taken you to a pod before, you weren't nearly as bad or as broken as you should have been, but you had been bad enough to be left with leftover pain.

The silence had been hanging in the room for far too long. The only sound was your slightly broken breaths, and the soft sounds of you moving around in the bed. None of the men said anything, they just waited patiently in silence for you; which you found weird as well. Glancing over at the trio with a confused expression you silently hoped one of them would explain, not knowing just yet if you trusted your voice not to break and waver at the moment.

Noticing you were finally ready, settled in, recomposed; the three finally moved. Shifting around into more comfortable positions from where they lounged in your room as your eyes fell on Vegeta. He stood against the wall with his arms across his chest, his face watching yours intently.

"I'm sure you have many questions, and before you ask; I will try and get you up to date with what has happened." he said, his deep voice slicing through the heavy silence like a knife. While he seemed his normal composed self, you could see the caution in his eyes as he spoke. Giving him the smallest nod he took that as his sign to continue on.

"The other day we seemed to have an unwelcome guest who overheard you before we left for the mission, needless to say that Lord Frieza doesn't take that kind of crap, from anyone. After his little warning, we took you to the Medical Bay where they managed to patch you up. Cuts and bruises were the least of your worries. He managed to break 7 ribs, as well as your collar bone. We had to put you in a special tank that tends to inner damage, so you will have to deal with a few scraps for now.. after that we brought you back here, waiting for you to come to."

The silence followed again. Peeling your eyes from the Prince you looked over at Nappa and then Raditz, before glancing back down at your covered body. Taking in a deep breath to try and absorb the information you have been given, you could feel the remains of the broken ribs in your chest, the phantom pains lingering and scratching into your chest as you breathed a little deeper than normal. Yeah, the damage done was believable, especially considering that Frieza had tossed you around like some kind of rag doll, you were surprised that was all.

"Now that you are up to speed, why don't we go and get something for you to eat, surely you need some kind of nutrition." he stated, his words breaking through your train of thought. Looking over again you pressed your lips together and gave him a small nod. Yeah food sounded like a perfect idea, however at the moment with the stinging in your muscles and the ghosting pain; what you really wanted was to have a warm shower.

"Food sounds great, but I think I will shower first; and then I can meet you three down there." you said watching the three hesitate before nodding. Without thinking about it further, or even stopping to give a crap that they were in fact still in your room, slinging your legs over the side of the bed and forcing yourself up, ignoring the protests in the movement. On your feet now, your tail followed behind you, helping to give you the added stability that you knew you would need as you grabbed a towel you had in the closet and some undergarments before vanishing into the small bathroom you had.

In the background you could register the sound of your door closing and sighed and you turned the hot water on and stepped in, feeling the water instantly scorch your skin. The feeling caused a small hum to escape your lips, making you feel something other than pain since you woke up. Each drop that cascaded your body, caressed and soothed the ache that had come to be noticed in your muscles, making it easy to relax into the water.

…

With the ability to move around freely again, your natural Saiyan instincts were starting to kick in and take the pain as a challenge. Like a few broken bones would actually stop you from carrying on and keeping up with missions, with training. You mentally scoffed at yourself as you ran the towel through your [H/L] [H/C] hair, stopping to put it aside to pull on your favourite undergarments, needing something more normal to help ground you after the incident. Looking back over at the damp bandage you had removed the clothing you had been in before you didn't exactly want to slip back into that, but before you could confirm you wanted your normal suit you heard a faint groan in the other room, like someone trying to get comfortable.

Your head turned to the door and you narrowed your eyes. You could have sworn you had heard them all leave earlier, and you grabbed the damp towel and wrapped it up around your chest, nothing but the [F/C] straps of your bra showing. With caution you moved to the door to the bathroom and pushed it aside to poke your head into the room to see Vegeta having got comfy on the couch, looking over some of the things you had kept near it.

You let your eyes draw over his form sitting there, watching as his fingers carefully fiddled with the object he had selected to busy himself with. Sensing that you were there he froze, his hand stopping and then setting down the object as he slowly lifted his head to face you, standing there in the door half naked. You could feel the soft prickles of the goose flesh starting to prick away at your skin and in the moment you couldn't tell if it was the bite from the air after your shower, or how he was looking over your body. Without thinking you gripped the top of your towel closely and gave him a curious look

"I thought you were going with the others to get food.." You started watching as he lifted his brows and offered a small shrug of his shoulders in response.

"Never mind that," he brushed off, clearly having something else on his mind. Then his hand stopped fiddling and you could feel your gaze jolt to his now steady hand, something about his loss of focus on the object made an uneasiness start to bubble up in your chest. As his head turned and his gaze landed on you, it was hard to tell if it was from the cold bite from the air, or how his eyes were wandering over your form - that caused the shiver that ran along your spine. His eyes watched you, a flame of emotions dancing and fighting behind his eyes as they locked with your own.

"Do you have any idea the situation you had gotten yourself into?" he asked, his voice was a sharp tone, cold and serious. However behind your eyes you knew there was meaning to it, even if his words did sting a little bit, "The fact that you are standing here alive, is both a blessing, and a curse. Lord Frieza doesn't let anyone walk out alive; he's killed people who served him loyally, simply because he was bored. You should be afraid, terrified as to why he left you alive.."

You could feel the realness of his words hit you. You feel each word sinking into your skin as reality starts to race at you, causing your eyes to drop from his, inspecting the floor. Your brain reeling back into the very thought of it, he could have destroyed you, left you to die, or just kill you then and there - it wasn't like it would have been very hard. Each thought raced in your mind, rushing past one another causing you to become distracted, and it wasn't until a strong hand lifted your chin did you realise that you had even spaced out.

"Did you even hear what I said to you?" he snapped, his face mere inches from your own. Your body jolted and you protectively tighten your grip on the towel, narrowing your eyes.

"Of course I heard you! Think that it's very easy to hear?! 'Don't worry, you're being kept alive for fun'!?" you snapped back at him, fighting the urge to unwrap your tail from your waist, wanting nothing more than to lash it in frustration. While holding your ground, you watched as his eyes flickered across your face, and slightly lower; taking in the much closer sight of you. Something about how predatory his gaze seemed, made you feel weak at the knees, something you had never felt before, with anyone. It was new and you were torn between being furious at him, and wanting to find out why he suddenly had this effect on you.

"You stupid woman! Do you understand how hard all of this is on us as well!?" he growled, his tone dangerous and threatening, and yet you could see it in his onyx gaze, there was something more to his anger. Something hidden within, and you glared back, "Don't you realise that we don't want to lose you! We can't lose you! I can't lose you!" he snapped, his words spewing out faster than he could control them, leaving the two of you in silence for a few moments, as your gaze softened with confusion. You could see the turmoil behind his eyes, he was fighting with himself, his words had taken you off guard - but also himself as well.

Then his lips were on yours, hard and heavy. Something about the way your lips connected seemed urgent, hungry. Having been so confused, your body jolted at the sudden action, and you melted into his kiss at first. However the second you could feel the smugness tug at his lips you stood your ground, pressing back just as hungry. Lips moving together in a fight for dominance, as he has grabbed your hips, pulling you closer to his own, needing to feel you closer, know that you were there, with him in that moment.

"You have made more than just a mark of lust on us, and I don't plan on giving that up - that will be solely mine," he started as he pressed back against you, rushed, urgent. Advancing on you until your back hit the wall and you were trapped between him and the wall. "You will belong to me." he stated. His tone was serious and his eyes met yours, your chest heaving as you fought to catch your breath. Something about the wild lust driven look in his eyes, held something more passionate and it ignited something within you, something you had promised yourself wouldn't happen with any of these beastly Saiyan men.

There was a flutter in your chest, something so foreign and different, it controlled your actions. Still holding the towel around to cover yourself, you pressed against him, pressing your lips on his, this time starting it, demanding it; and oh, was the Prince ever so happy to give you what you wanted. Grabbing your hips once more he pressed in closer, one of his hands toying with the edges of the towel that hung over your thighs, covering your modesty. His fingers brushing against your chilling skin, you should feel shivers race up along your spine, and goosebumps starting to reline your flesh.

He must have felt it, he had to have felt it because his hand moved higher, closer to the one spot you didn't even know you wanted him, until it had happened. Unlike the last time you had spent with him, you rolled your hips against his hand as it brushed against your mound.

Breaking away from your lips he grinned down at you, with a smirk that only spelled trouble, and you would be lying if you said it didn't excite you. Moving away he trailed kisses down your neck, making sure to stop and give one spot just under your ear a little extra attention before moving lower, taking his own sweet time trailing kisses so soft, it was hard to imagine it was Vegeta doing it. Not bullying you by pulling the towel away, he pushed it aside, revealing you to him as his fingers pulled the thin material to the side.

There was no teasing, there was no stalling; he was getting straight to business. Now kneeling before you he dove in, his tongue assaulting you quickly, brushing over your most sensitive place, causing a loud gasp to slip past your lips. A hand slapped over your mouth as you blushed, a hot glare being sent down to the man between your thighs as he grinned against you, running his tongue over the full length, making sure to suck and nip on your clit as he did so.

Everything you had been working so hard to fight and deny since you joined the squad of hooligans was starting to fly out the window. However you could feel the ache in your body, and the dull strain as the wall created some friction against your skin, and the beautiful contrast between that and the blooming pleasure was enough to make you question your sanity.

Had it been any other day, any other time, any other situation; you would have pushed him away in a fit of rage at being handled. But you couldn't place why you didn't push him away, why instead your fingers danced through his ravenous black hair, teeth grinding into your lip as you fought to keep quiet. Maybe it had been because your body was so weak and tired after your little roundabout with Frieza. Maybe it was how brutally honest he had been moments before, and the fact that he actually expressed some kind of emotion towards.

Whichever was the case, all you knew was that this felt so much better than anyone you had been with before. The very idea of why was sitting on the tip of your tongue; maybe it was because of the emotion that had been expressed - and would obviously be twisted or denied at a later time. Perhaps it was even because there was some kind of previous connection with the man; he wasn't just someone who would do it for the night. Mind you, any of this being said aloud would be quickly shouldered off by both of you, and clearly laughed about by the other two.

The moan escaped your throat before you even noticed it bubbling up. His tongue danced along your folds, stopping only to roll over your bud before he continued his attack. You would be lying if you said it didn't surprise you how good he was at this. He hadn't even touched you with anything but his mouth and you were already puddy in his hands. Oh how you hated that he had the upper hand, that he had the control over you like this - but how you also craved to live in this moment, just savouring the pleasure the prince was granting your body.

However you both knew it wasn't long, and the prince was clear to show his knowledge of this. Nipping at the bud he put his thumb over it and started to tease it that way as his tongue continued to devour you. In those moments the room was silent aside from the breathy pants coming from you as his assault continued. Leaning your head back into the wall you didn't even notice as your tail wrapped around his forearm, fighting to keep him where he was while you bathed in the bliss,

"Vegeta..." you breathed out as you felt the string snap. Everything came undone as your fingers tugged lightly at his scalp, your release breaking forth as he continued to eat you to the very end. You could feel the pleasant tingle that danced along your spine as you reached the end, your body relaxing against the wall as your eyes opened to face the ceiling before glancing down to the prince between your legs. Watching as he licked his lips, you could feel a shiver run along your spine.

Silence fell between the two of you, your eyes holding his onyx ones. You could see in his eyes, the thoughts, the consideration and the agony. He was making a choice and something deep in your core was hoping to be able to guess what the choice was. Your eyes never left his as he slowly stood, the sexual tension sparking between the two of you before he fixed the towel that covered your modesty before speaking,

"You should hurry up and get dressed, I am sure the others are wondering what is taking us so long." His voice betrayed every emotion you could see in his eyes. You could see the lusty haze, the wild desire; and yet all you got was a calm and collected voice, acting like this was nothing. Blinking a few times in surprise you couldn't form the words to reply as the prince turned and stepped outside of your room, shutting the door behind you to give you some privacy to change before you both would head on down to the lunch room.

AN: Hey! Here's another chapter for ya! Gotta start getting spicy here, so i hope you enjoy reading this! Remember AO3 sees it first!

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[the-soft-saiyan-hybrid]

MEEBIES LORE!

(Has something to do with @ask-shelby-and-her-kitty-cats)

Meebies was born on November 19, right around when his older sister, Shelby, was like around 2. He was born, by luck, as a half Saiyan, half human for some unknown reason other than pure luck, making his own blood type unknown. Over time in his life, Meebies, with his time with Shelby, would gradually develop more and more talents, such as playing piano, singing and art. But those were more or less hobbies that Meebies would have, with Shelby on his side, ready to support whatever he was doing. Things for Meebies would change when him and Shelby's parents would take him to a martial arts dojo for recreation. They thought that Meebies learning martial arts would be "a fun thing that he could like." But apparently, it was way more than that. The more he went to the dojo, the more powerful he became. By the time Meebies was 3, he could already take down anyone in the dojo, even his own master, with a single blow. He has surpassed everyone's expectations and Meebies became so powerful, he was kicked out of the dojo. His parents couldn't understand that and kind of started to hold a grudge against him because of that. When Meebies started school at the same age, an unknown kid, whom Meebies has never asked for his name, but still became good pals anyway, would start to recognize his abilities and potential with his strong fighting strength. One day, he would come up to him and train him on something called, "Ki." Meebies, being the half Saiyan and half human he is, learnt ki in no time flat and could use it with ease. The problem was through, he didn't master ki yet and didn't know the responsibility of it or the power it possessed. The moment Meebies learnt ki, he would go on rampages around cities and towns without realizing it. He just was having fun destroying civilizations and countless lives without even noticing what he was doing. At the same time of learning ki, Meebies also was self-taught, with his ki, the ability to fly. This made it hard for the police to even catch the innocent, unknowing troublemaker, in some cases of his rampaging, having the government be sent to take care of him, only to no avail. At the age of 5, one day, Meebies wanted to show his ability of flight to his sister, his mom and dad. So he sent them to the front porch to check it out and there he went flying. The thing was, though, Meebies didn't master flying at the time, so...

He lost his way home without realizing it...

Meebies at that time was now public enemy number one worldwide. Many governments have been doing their best to try and stop him, only to fail. He was being attacked by the world. His whole time of using ki, he had a bounty of $10,000,000. He was a wanted criminal... On Shelby's side of things, her parents didn't even want to talk about Meebies to her and over time, even with the bounty getting higher with every civilization that he destroys, even his own sister forgot about him...

Meebies' innocent rampaging would end when he crashed into a small little village, where when the village folks wanted to attack him, a man stepped forward and proposed the idea of taking care of Meebies and teaching him responsibility with his powers. After all, he was only a child...

As the village took care of Meebies and he learned responsibility, the bounty just got lower and faded into obscurity. Meebies was no longer wanted. He was now a peaceful man. When Meebies was ready to go out into the world again, one day, while flying around the world, he set foot in a random woods somewhere. Out of the woods, was a small little neighborhood. Meebies peeked on one of the houses. There, was a report on "the incident" with Shelby and her family. Meebies at that point forgot who Shelby was and said the following...

"That jerk... That monster..! If I ever were to meet her, I'd punch some sense into that girl!"

He would say more things about her but that's as far as we'd want to go.

One day, while flying, Meebies finally realized who he was badmouthing on that day... It was his own sister... With the rage that he went through and his screaming in anger on saying kinds of stuff to his sister, something snapped in Meebies and then...

He became a Super Saiyan.

It was then he finally found the way back home from pure sheer anger and when he did, it was too late. He didn't know where his mother was and his father already hated him, yelling at him to get out of the house.

That's when Meebies developed his depression. He felt as though no one cared for him. He felt as though he couldn't go on. He felt like his sister was long gone... He felt like... It was all over... But with his optimistic personality, he still had the guts to keep going in life and see what it had to offer. Not even depression could stop him from trying to keep going...

Meebies, with the people he would meet during his travels, would start becoming more and more friendly and start having a desire to protect the Earth and stop things happening everywhere. That's when he decided to become a patroller. (Not a Time Patroller.) It's like being an officer without a license. He just did it for the sake of it. During that time, he would meet Master Roshi and Master Shen and would use their training to learn some techniques, such as the Kamehameha and the Dodon Ray.

One day, while patrolling a city, he heard a loud explosion from another city. The explosion came from East City, where two Saiyans named Vegeta and Nappa landed on Earth to fulfill their mission.

Meebies would lay low at first, detecting their power level as it would move somewhere. Meebies would still stay low during the Saiyan battle up until Piccolo's sacrifice. That's when things were serious to Meebies and he would step into battle. There, he found three dead and two still standing with Nappa about to crush a small person. That's when a certain someone would swoop in and save the kid. The person would call himself "Goku" and would take down Nappa with his "Kaio-Ken" or what he calls it, Meebies says. Meebies wouldnt take part in the Saiyan battle up until the battle with Goku and Vegeta. He would be of minimum amount of use by swooping out of nowhere and landing blows on Vegeta without Vegeta realizing it. He would also be of use when Vegeta turns Great Ape by trying to distract the ape and letting Goku charge up for his Spirit Bomb. He survived the battle with many bruises and battle damage and was hospitalized shortly after the battle. During the battle, Meebies would get to know a little bit more about Goku and his friends and him and them soon after the battle would become sort of friends but more or less companions.

During hospitalization, Meebies randomly passed out out of nowhere, with others thinking he was presumably dead. Actually, Meebies, yes, was in Other World, but he would take the chance of flying down Snake Way to meet King Kai. There, he met him, Yamcha, Tien, Chiaotzu and Piccolo and would learn techniques from all of them before regaining consciousness, such as the Spirit Bomb, the Sukiden and the Dodonpa and strangely enough, Double Sundae, all thanks to an encounter with Raditz while flying through Snake Way.

By the time he regained consciousness, Vegeta was just about to kill Dodoria. Meebies wouldn't go to Namek but he could mentally sense the battles going on on Namek. From that, strangely, he learnt a few new techniques that Meebies would practice on when he was fully healed, such as the Break Cannon, the Ultra Fighting Miracle Bomber and the Crusher Ball.

Meebies would also not really take part during the time period with the Androids and Cell and the time period with Majin Buu. He would participate in the Cell Games, fairly holding his own against Cell but was overpowered by Cell anyway, and during the Majin Buu time period, where he would survive Super Buu's Human Extinction attack, but would later be knocked out by Super Buu during the fight with Ultimate Gohan, interrupting the battle along with Tien but then killed when Kid Buu destroys the Earth.

Since the battle with Majin Buu, Meebies has been going through his normal life once again, patrolling civilizations around the world and making friends with people he meets. He's also got a cat named Gilbert that keeps him company ever since he was 13. Together, they just watch their favorite TV shows and anime after Meebies is done with his patrolling. So as of right now, nothing is really happening with Meebies' life... Maybe something... Something might happen during his travels...

#meebies #lore #wow thats so much lore #mod speaks #meebies lore

[actuallysaiyan]

Could I get a fic or headcanons about Vegeta teaching Goku how to fuck his female s/o? 🥺 I love you and your work!! 🥰

Word count: 2,513 Pairings: Vegeta x Reader x Son Goku Warnings: Smut, unprotected sex, oral sex, breeding kink, slight degradation, threesome A/N: This might not be exactly what you requested, but I hope you enjoy!

All it took was for you to be drunk with the two of them. You figured that Bulma was the one who wanted to know what would happen if you were drunk around Vegeta and Goku, but she didn’t think it would end up like this.

It all started a few months ago when you were talking to Bulma, who had just come back from her own date with Yamcha. She was laughing at your sad excuse of a love life while she was happily married to the man of her dreams. You tried to explain to her that you were happy by yourself, but the reality of it was that you were completely in love.

With a complete asshole.

But he was the kind of asshole that you wanted to be with because you know when he’s good, he is so good. Vegeta was someone who was hard to be friends with, but somehow you saw past all of his flaws and glaring anger issues and you saw something that not many people had noticed.

He had trauma, but he was still so strong regardless. Vegeta meant strength and everything about strength. Goku, on the other hand, represented resilience. Nobody could truly beat Goku for good, he always kept at it no matter what.

And this leads you to tonight, where you are tipsy and both of them are fighting over who gets to take care of you. Bulma watches carefully as the two Saiyans bring you towards the hallway. She follows them a little to make sure you are still okay. She can tell you aren’t completely drunk, and that you are just buzzed. You look back at her and give her a smile. She chuckles to herself.

In a spare bedroom, Vegeta leads you inside towards the bed. Goku helps you up on the bed and they both sit down next to you.

“Are you alright?” Goku asks with concern in his voice.

“Of course she isn’t! She’s had too much to drink!” Vegeta’s voice says in a stern tone.

“I’ve had just the right amount to drink,” You say as you lean over towards him.

“What? What is that even supposed to mean?” Vegeta is becoming slightly frustrated, but you shut him up completely by kissing him.

His hands reach down to your arms, and when you think he’s about to pull away, he pulls you even more. Goku watches from the other side of you, and he is completely intrigued. He watches the two of you as Vegeta pulls you onto his lap. Vegeta’s fingers are tangled in your hair as the two of you stay connected at the mouth.

When you pull away for air, Vegeta is smirking at you and you can see Goku looks like he’s got a million questions from the corner of your eye. You look over to him and then you can feel Vegeta cup your face and turn it so you are looking at him only.

“Don’t worry about Kakarot. He doesn’t need to get involved with this,” Vegeta’s voice is very husky and gruff.

As he continues to kiss and nip at your lips, you can’t help but want Goku to join in. It’s no surprise that you have indeed fallen for Goku just as much as you have Vegeta. He is the sunshine to your life and he always makes you feel so much better.

“Wait,” you mutter as you crawl off Vegeta’s lap. He’s almost losing his cool as he realizes you’re going over to kiss Goku.

“Are you seriously thinking of kissing that clown?! When you have the prince of all Saiyans right here?!”

Vegeta is speechless as he sees you take charge with Goku. He’d be lying if he said it didn’t turn him on. He loves the erotic sight happening beside him. He watches as you practically have to teach Goku how to kiss.

“Have you never kissed anyone, Kakarot?” Vegeta asks the younger man.

“Hmm, I don’t think so! Why?” Goku asks, pretty oblivious to what’s going on.

You bite your tongue to not just laugh in Goku’s face. It wasn’t the fact that he hadn’t kissed anyone but the way he chose to deliver that bit of information to you and Vegeta. It was so carefree and he wasn’t even insecure about it.

“How is that even possible?! Ughh, I’m going to have to show you how a real Saiyan kisses his woman!” Vegeta’s words make your heart jolt slightly but also it makes your pussy so wet.

Vegeta snatches you from Goku’s lap and he sits on his. The look in his eyes is so primal and lustful. Vegeta cups your face as his lips catch yours in a rough kiss. You can already feel his tongue prodding to get inside and taste you. You part your lips as his strong tongue rubs against yours heatedly.

Goku is watching the two of you and he can feel his cock harden in his pants. He starts to palm himself as he watches you get kissed passionately by Vegeta. He never would have thought that seeing Vegeta doing anything would turn him on, but he couldn’t help thinking how good the two of you look right now.

“Let me kiss her,” Goku says finally, and you swear your heart is about to leap out of your chest. Goku grabs you from Vegeta, who lets you go eagerly. He watches carefully as Goku mimics Vegeta’s actions from before. Goku is a little less coordinated than Vegeta, but learns very quickly.

His hands begin caressing your body as you can feel yourself start to grind up against you. He seems to know what he’s doing for a little bit before Vegeta intervenes. Vegeta takes you into his arms and gives Goku a look.

“Watch me, Kakarot. You need more finesse,” You never thought Vegeta would say this to Goku and especially not while kissing you, but you were becoming more and more aroused as they just tossed you from one another like a rag doll.

Vegeta’s lips are all over your lips, chin and neck. He ravages your skin with love bites and kisses as you moan in a low voice. Goku can’t keep his eyes off of you now more than ever. He loves the way you are submitting your body to Vegeta like this.

“How do you make her make those cute little noises?” Goku asks, this time his tone isn’t as innocent or comical. You need to bite your lip to suppress your moans this time.

“Let me show you,” Vegeta says as he begins removing your shirt. His hands are quick to unclasp your bra as well. He lays you back on the bed and instantly his lips are connected to yours once more.

Goku can’t contain himself. As Vegeta begins sucking on your nipples and your breaths are coming out in little pants and mewls, Goku needs to relieve some tension. He begins undressing himself as he keeps his eyes on you and Vegeta.

“You need to learn how to drive your woman crazy, Kakarot.” Vegeta barks at the younger Saiyan.

Goku moves forward to start kissing you as well as feeling your tits. Goku was pretty much naked at this point, so while you’re busy with him, Vegeta decides to strip as well. Your eyes watch as the older Saiyan slowly removes his skin tight spandex. Your mouth waters as you get a good look at the two of them. One might say they were carved out of marble by the Gods themselves.

Vegeta comes back to you and Goku and he kneels on the bed. Your eyes widen as you look at his size. While Goku has a slightly longer cock, Vegeta’s cock is very thick. You wonder how it’ll even fit inside of you. Both of them have clearly been blessed with amazing genes.

Vegeta’s fingers pinch and pull on your nipples as Goku slowly lets his fingers trail down towards your wet pussy. He slides the jeans off your ass and then throws them to a corner of the room. Vegeta is goading him on.

“That’s it Kakarot! Strip your woman,” You’re shocked at Vegeta’s words. You would think he would refer to you as his woman, but it almost seems like Vegeta is trying to create a fantasy for Goku.

Goku growls as his fingers tease your wet little pussy through your panties. The smell of your arousal drives the two of them crazy. Vegeta can’t wait any longer and he rips the panties off of your body.

“Ah fuck!” You cry out as Vegeta’s fingers rub your erect clit. Goku watches with amazement as you continue to whimper and moan for the both of them.

“Taste her, Kakarot. Make her scream,” Vegeta coaxes and Goku moves him over so he can take over.

Goku gives you a look from his position between your thighs. As soon as his tongue connects to your pussy, it’s like something snapped inside of him. He begins lapping at your cunt with fervor as he becomes hooked to your taste. Vegeta grins as he realizes that he’s just made Goku addicted to your arousal.

The coil in your stomach tightens as Goku continues to eat you out in the only way he truly knew how to do. It was raw and primal, and the way he continued to moan against your wet slit was bringing you closer and closer to the edge. He continues to slurp at your clit, and with one final swipe of his tongue, you tumble over the edge.

Your vision cuts to white as you feel Goku bury his face in your cunt. When you feel him continue to lap at your juices, your whole body shudders and you have an earth shattering orgasm. Vegeta watches as you cum hard all over his rival’s face and he can’t help but stroke his cock.

Finally, Goku pulls away and looks up at Vegeta for some approval. Vegeta smirks and leans down to kiss you heatedly. Your whole body is numb as you recover from such an intense orgasm.

“That was good, Kakarot. But now I’ll need to teach you how to breed her,” Vegeta says and your heart races at the mention of this.

Your pussy pulses one more time as Vegeta rolls you over to your stomach. You can feel his fingers teasing your warm entrance as he begins explaining how to fuck someone to Goku. You can hardly stand all of this teasing right now. You need his cock inside of you.

“Got it? You need to make sure you cum deep inside of her,” Vegeta says as he slides his cock up and down your wet lips.

“I think I understand,” Goku says. “I did just make her cum really hard,” There’s a new cockiness in his voice as he smirks at Vegeta.

Vegeta slips into you without warning, which makes you yelp in surprise. He is so thick and your walls are just fluttering around him as he fills you up. You can barely breathe properly as he starts up at a quick and rough pace. Your eyes roll back in your head every time the tip of his cock brushes up against your cervix.

“You’re so deep, so fucking deep!” You whine as his hips are flush against your ass. He smiles as he can feel your pussy clenching.

“This is how you breed, Kakarot!” Vegeta says in a vicious tone. Goku comes over to you and his fingers trace against your cheek.

“That’s fine, I’ll just fuck her mouth.” Goku mentions as his fingers prod your lips.

You open your mouth willingly and begin sucking on his fingers to muffle the moans from Vegeta fucking you towards another earth shattering orgasm.

Vegeta just grunts as he’s starting to really love the way your cunt is gripping him. He knows he should let Goku fuck your pussy too, but it feels so damn good. He doesn’t wanna share.

You let go of Goku’s fingers and he quickly replaces them with his cock. You open your mouth for his cock just as eager as you did for his fingers. Goku grunts as he feels your lips wrapped around his length. Your mouth is so warm and wet, and he figures your pussy will be much better.

For a few minutes, the three of you fall into a pace that benefits each of you. Vegeta’s hands grip your hips as Goku fucks your mouth. You can feel your orgasm building and building as you get close to your climax. You can feel Goku in the back of your throat with every thrust, which makes tears prick your eyes.

Vegeta pulls out first making you moan around Goku’s cock. Goku watches carefully as Vegeta beckons him over. He slides out of your mouth as he crawls towards where Vegeta is. You can feel Vegeta’s hands spread your ass cheeks and it’s exposing your pussy more to the two of them.

Goku loses all control and pushes Vegeta out of the way. Vegeta just laughs as Goku thrusts into you, making you cry out again. Your orgasm is so damn close already and Goku begins fucking you in a sloppy yet quick way. Vegeta is stroking his cock as he watches the two of you fuck.

“That’s it, Kakarot. Make her cum and milk your cock,” Vegeta’s words are filthy and you are very surprised he’s talking like this.

“What a good little slut,” Goku moans as he fucks you harder. You can feel your pussy begin clenching harder.

“She’s good at taking Saiyan cock, that’s for sure!” Vegeta cheers as he moves up towards your face.

Your lips wrap around his cock without need for him to tell you what to do. As he begins his own pace, you can feel his hands on the back of your head pushing you further down on his cock.

“I can feel it, Vegeta!” Goku grunts as he continues to fuck you.

“Good girl,” Vegeta praises you as he caresses your cheek. Your eyes roll back into your head as Goku’s cock presses up against your g spot.

That’s all it takes for you to have another earth shattering orgasm. Vegeta is goading on Goku, but you can barely hear anything as Goku continues to fuck you.

One moment you’re being fucked by Goku, next minute you can feel Vegeta peeling him off of you and shoving his cock back into your pussy. They both fight to fuck your pussy, and it ends with the two of them pumping you full of hot, Saiyan cum.

You lie back on the bed, completely exhausted as Goku and Vegeta watch you while they continue to stroke their cocks. You aren’t sure if you could withstand a second round right now.

“Give her time to rest, and then we can breed her again.” You hear Vegeta say.

Your eyes close as you relish in the thought of them fucking you again.

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