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Goku and the Nurse.
To get Goku to take his vaccine, he makes a deal with the new nurse.
TW: needles mentioned. Rated. G
(This is my first Dragon Ball fanfiction, so bare with me, please.)
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Jessie, fresh out of nursing school, peeked into Goku's room. Her heart did a little flip-flop. There he was, the legendary Saiyan warrior, sprawled out on a hospital bed, looking decidedly less legendary in a flimsy gown. He was reading a worn comic book, his brow furrowed in concentration.
Taking a deep breath, Jessie pushed open the door.
"Mr. Son?" she chirped, trying to project confidence and friendliness. "I'm Nurse Jessie, and I'm here to give you your…" she trailed off, the word "injection" suddenly feeling like a lead weight in her throat.
Goku jolted upright, his eyes widening comically.
"I-injection?!" he yelped, his voice several octaves higher than Jessie expected. The comic book clattered to the floor, forgotten.
Jessie forced a smile. "It's just a little something to help you recover faster, Mr. Son," she explained, holding up the syringe with a practiced hand, even though her palms were getting sweaty.
Goku eyed the syringe like it was a particularly nasty villain.
"But I feel fine! Maybe just a Senzu Bean, huh?" he pleaded, his voice tinged with hope.
Jessie chuckled, a touch of awe bubbling up. Being a Dragon Ball fan, she knew about those magical healing beans.
"Those are for emergencies, Mr. Son," she explained gently. "This is just a routine part of your recovery."
Goku's eyes darted around the room, landing on the window. A mischievous grin, as familiar as the orange jumpsuit he usually wore, spread across his face.
"Actually, I think I need some fresh air! How about a quick training session outside?" he exclaimed.
Jessie sighed.
This was precisely what the other nurses had warned her about.
And yet she volunteered.
"I'm Sorry, Mr. Son." She said firmly, "Doctor's orders. You need to stay put for now."
Goku screams like a little girl.
Jessie winced as Goku's playful suggestion was met with a resounding
"NOOOOOOOO!" The scream, high-pitched and earsplitting, echoed through the sterile room. It wasn't the battle cry of a seasoned warrior; it was the panicked shriek of a child facing a monster under the bed.
His face contorted in terror; Goku clutched his hospital bed pillow even tighter, burying his face in its fabric. Jessie, momentarily stunned, felt a pang of sympathy mixed with amusement. This was the mighty Goku, reduced to a whimpering mess by a tiny needle.
"Mr. Son," Jessie began, her voice soft but firm, "it's just a little injection. It'll be over in a second."
Goku peeked out from behind the bear, his eyes wide and watery. "But it'll hurt! It'll weaken me, like when I overeat candy, and Chi-Chi catches me!"
Jessie couldn't help but smile. This fear, so out of character for the legendary hero, was strangely endearing. Maybe a little distraction was in order…
Jessie's smile vanished as the door to the room slammed open with a bang. Standing there, arms crossed, and a vein throbbing in her forehead was Chi-Chi. Her voice boomed through the room, "Gooookuuuuu!!!"
The effect was immediate. Goku, who had been a whimpering mess moments ago, straightened up in his bed, his eyes widening in fear and defiance. He clutched his teddy bear even tighter as if it could shield him from his wife's wrath.
"What did I tell you about causing trouble for the nurses?" Chi-Chi demanded, her gaze flickering between Goku and Jessie.
Goku stammered, his voice barely a squeak.
“N-no trouble, Chi-Chi! It's just…" he trailed off, searching for an excuse.
Jessie, deciding honesty was the best policy, interjected with a gentle smile. "Mr. Son seems a little… apprehensive about his injection, Mrs. Son."
Chi-Chi let out a sigh that could rival a hurricane. Pinching the bridge of her nose.
"Just please don't do it….No needle!!" Goku pleaded softly.
"Just please don't do it….No needle!" Goku wailed, his voice cracking like a teenager's.
For all her bluster, Chi-Chi seemed to soften a touch at the sight of her usually fearless husband reduced to a blubbering mess.
Torn between amusement and a desire to help, Jessie decided to take a different approach.
"Alright, Mr. Son," she said, her voice calming. How about a deal? If you can be brave for this little injection, I'll bring you a particular protein shake afterward—the kind that tastes just like chocolate ice cream!"
Goku's eyes, still watery, flickered with a spark of interest.
"Chocolate ice cream?" he mumbled, peeking out from behind his pillow with a suspicious sniff.
"The creamiest, chocolatiest shake you've ever tasted," Jessie confirmed, a playful wink escaping her lips.
The pragmatist Chi-Chi said, "And if you start any funny business, Goku, there will be no ice cream, and you'll explain this whole mess to Vegeta."
The mention of Vegeta stiffened Goku's spine. He puffed out his chest, a hint of his usual bravado returning.
"Alright, fine!" he declared, though his voice still trembled slightly. "One little prick for a chocolate shake. But I'm warning you, Nurse Jessie, this better be the best ice cream shake in the world!"
Jessie smiled, relieved and a little impressed. Maybe she could handle this legendary warrior with a fear of needles.
Taking a deep breath, Goku clenched his jaw and held out his arm, his eyes squeezed shut. "Alright, Nurse Jessie, do your worst… but remember chocolate ice cream!"
Jessie smiled warmly. "Don't worry, Mr. Son, it'll be over before you know it." With a practiced flick of her wrist, the injection was done.
Goku flinched, but barely a whimper escaped his lips. He cracked open one eye, then the other, blinking in surprise. "Huh? That's it? I thought it would hurt way worse!"
Relief washed over him, quickly replaced by a triumphant grin. "See, Nurse Jessie? I told you I could be brave! Now, about that chocolate shake…"
Jessie chuckled, pulling a thermos from a bag beside her. "Actually, I brought it with me, just in case."
Goku's eyes widened like saucers. He practically snatched the thermos from her hands, unscrewing the lid with trembling fingers. The rich aroma of chocolate filled the room.
Taking a long sip, Goku's eyes lit up. "Wow! This is amazing! It really does taste like ice cream!"
As he savored the shake, a comfortable silence settled in the room. Chi-Chi, a hint of amusement lingering in her eyes, nodded approval to Jessie.
"Thanks, Nurse Jessie," Goku mumbled around a mouthful of shake. "For the shot, I mean, and the shake. You're alright."
Jessie beamed. "You did great, Mr. Son. Maybe next time, needles won't seem so scary."
Goku grinned, though a hint of uncertainty flickered across his face. "Maybe. But hey, at least there's chocolate ice cream, right?"
The experience left a lasting impression on both of them. Jessie learned that even legendary heroes had their weaknesses, and Goku discovered that facing his fears, with a bit of help and a tasty reward, wasn't so bad after all.
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Hi again!
Here are the requests for DBZ that I mentioned in my previous ask!
Feel free to write them when you want/can!!!
Dating Vegeta would include headcanon
Dating Future!Trunks would include headcanon
Dating Android 17 would include headcanon
Dating Goku would include headcanon
These headcans can be just SFW or both SFW and NSFW.
It doesn’t really matter to me!
warnings: smut, oral sex(fem and male receiving), mentions of trauma, possessiveness, protectiveness, fluff, vaginal fingering, possible mentions of violence
word count: 1.7k
pairings: Vegeta x Fem!Reader, Future Trunks x Fem!Reader, Android 17 x Fem!Reader and Son Goku x Fem!Reader
a/n: I didn't know if you wanted it all in one post, but I figured it was easier for me to do it like this! I hope you really enjoy!!!
SFW
Don’t expect much in terms of romance. He’s not that kind of man. But don’t fret, he will always be there to protect you and defend your honor.
If you show him any kind of affection, he’ll be so flustered and not sure how to handle it. Usually he gets quite irritated, but in reality he’s loving it so much. He wants you to be soft with him.
That being said, if you were to argue with him and fight as well, he’ll be so happy and so turned on. Saiyans do enjoy a feisty lover and they want to feel challenged.
But Vegeta doesn’t always want to fight. He wants domesticity as well and wants to feel loved just as much as anyone else. Show him the softness of a human lover and he will always come home to you for more affection.
He might surprise you sometimes by offering affection of his own. He’ll be red faced and stuttering, but he’ll offer you his heart and soul when he realizes you’re the one for him. You’ve got a lover for life.
NSFW
Vegeta wasn’t the most experienced when you first met him, and he was so shy and flustered the first time you tried initiating anything intimate. His hands fumbled and his mouth felt dry and his brain was blank.
With time, he found the right rhythm and touches just for you. He figured out exactly what you like and became the best at pleasuring you. Even if you are more experienced than him, he shows you just how much he enjoys pleasuring you.
Despite what you initially thought, Vegeta loves to give more than receive. He really loves being between your thighs, tongue gliding so perfectly against your wet folds. He drinks up your nectar like it’s the nectar of the gods.
Vegeta enjoys many different positions, but his favorites are doggy and mating press. Both for different reasons as well, considering they give him different kinds of control and feeling.
Sometimes he enjoys sensual, slow sex where you both take your time pleasuring each other. Most of the time his pace is rough and animalistic. He’s very loud during sex, lots of growling and grunting.
SFW
He’s so considerate of your feelings, but at times he can be flaky and miss dates. He’s not always the most focused when it comes to those kinds of things, but just know he really means well and never wants you to feel abandoned.
He likes to surprise you with cutesy things. He’ll make you a bouquet of wildflowers, draw you something he knows you find cute, make you a playlist of songs that remind him of you.
Trunks will always have your back no matter what. He will defend you with his life. You are the greatest thing to ever happen to him and he won’t let you slip out of his grasp no matter what.
He enjoys spending quiet time with you. You two can be seen cuddling in his bedroom, watching a movie you’ve both seen a million times over. Or you can be in the forest together, walking around and enjoying nature.
He’s big on romantic gestures and often uses them to excuse his flakiness. He’ll plan romantic dates for you even if it’s not always available to either of you because of the way the world is in your future. Trunks wants you to be so happy either way.
NSFW
He’s good with his hands. Trunks enjoys massaging your whole body first to really get you so relaxed and loose for him. Then he likes to suck on your nipples while he fingers you slowly. You’ll be dribbling all over his hand before long.
He’s obsessed with your scent. It could be part of his Saiyan instincts that kick in, but he loves your natural scent. He rubs himself against you just to get more of it on him. And the scent that comes from your pussy makes him drunk on you.
Trunks likes to act tough sometimes, but he absolutely crumbles if you give him a blowjob. He can barely look down at you as you have your lips wrapped around him because the scene is much too erotic for him to handle.
He’s a big fan of lingerie! Get dressed up for him and show off your body in those silky, lacy bits of clothing for him. He’ll spend so long just admiring your beautiful body and undressing you ever so slowly.
Trunks loves pulling out and cumming all over your ass or pussy. He enjoys looking at you with his seed all over your body parts. If you ask him to cum on your face during a blowjob, he’ll bust right then and there. He views it as marking you up.
SFW
He’s awkward at first. He doesn’t truly believe you’ve got feelings for him. He’s done so much bad in life, he figures his chance at romance was over. But when you show him softness, he’s melting.
Give him time to blossom and he’ll become the perfect boyfriend. He enjoys the closeness of being your boyfriend. He wants you to rely on him whenever you can. He’ll show you he can be so reliable.
Android 17 comes with a lot of baggage, and he never wants to open up about it. He’s ashamed of his past. But from time to time, when he does open up to you, please listen to him. The more you listen without judgment, he will be more open to telling you about his past this way.
If you were to play with his hair while kissing him, he’d be so flustered. His cheeks would be so pink and he’d look away. But he absolutely loves it when you play with his hair and kiss him so softly.
He worries a lot whenever he can’t be around you to protect you. He’s vowed to protect you for the rest of his life. It’s a way for him to cope with what he’s done and how to continue to live for a cause that’s worth it.
NSFW
Android 17 has an obsession with cumming inside of you. When he learned that his sister had a baby, he became a man who was relentless with trying to have his own baby. If you don’t want kids, make sure you get on some sort of birth control.
He loves slow and passionate sex more than fast and rough sex. Being able to take his time with you is the best feeling in the world. He’ll be in missionary position, your legs wrapped around him and all he can think about is how happy he is.
He’s big on kissing you slowly and letting it build into something else. Making out makes him hard like a horny teenager. There’s just something about your warm tongue rubbing against his that makes him dangerously close to busting in his pants.
He may need aftercare after sex. It takes a lot out of him emotionally, so just lay there with him and play with his hair and enjoy the pillowtalk. If it gets too intense in his mind, you can just kiss him and get on top again to let him fuck away the pain.
Android 17 loves to go on and on and on for hours. He’ll exhaust you with his stamina. He is a fucking machine, literally and he uses that to his advantage all of the time. Just remember your safe word!
SFW
He’s not the most clever when it comes to love, but he knows how to show you his affection through actions rather than words. He may come across as really dumb a lot of the time, but he surprises you.
You can expect cute little gestures often. He’ll give you wildflowers, hunt you an animal for you to cook, or even just pull you into his arms after a battle to kiss you all over your face.
Goku is so possessive and protective. Nobody is going to get between you two. He’s going to show anyone who’s interested that you and him are so close and nobody can ever break you up.
He’s got to have at least one hand on your body at all times whenever he’s near you. He’s also big on hand holding and wrapping his arm around you to keep you close to him as you two are out walking.
Doesn’t always know how to be the most romantic and he might actually ask for advice from Bulma to show him the right things to do or say during a date. He cleans up really good too and looks amazing in a suit. It’s not his favorite thing to do, but he’d do it for you.
NSFW
Goku is needy and wants to fuck all the time. Sometimes it’s even when it’s an inappropriate time. You’ll need to try and get him to behave as much as possible. But sometimes he just wants to shove his hands down your pants and feel your wet cunt against his large fingers.
He loves fast, wild and sloppy sex. Sloppy and wet kisses, snapping his hips so fast and hard, bruising grip against your hips, leaving scratch marks down his back as you try to hold on as best as you can.
Goku eats pussy like it’s his last meal. He devours you like you’re the only flavor he wants on his tongue forever. He’s really good at it too, using his instincts to figure out exactly what you like in terms of getting head.
His fingers slide so deep inside you, reaching places you didn’t even know could be reached just with fingers. He holds you on his lap, fingers deep inside you curling against that sweet spot as his thumb rubs against your swollen nub.
He’s messy with cumming. It’s always a bit inside and a bit outside, just messing up your pussy with his seed. He loves to play with it afterwards, pushing it back into you and then smearing it all over your clit. He’ll easily make you cum again like this after he’s had an intense orgasm of his own.
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Agora Hills | A Goku OneShot [NSFW]
Authors note: hey guys! Be sure to drop a follow and a like! The support goes a long way! I'm also happy to take requests - please be following me and shoot me a message. I can work of prompts such as songs, locations, colours, scents. Give me a brief description and the characters you'd like.
This also has potential for a fully smutty part 2 so if that's something you'd want to see let me know!
Prompt: Doja Cat's song 'Agora Hills'
"who's that man with the big strong hands?"
"You're the one you're the only man, me and you on my OnlyFans"
Summary: The reader is an OnlyFans model and after being threatened at a party has to come clean to her boyfriend, Goku
Content: afab!reader x Goku, mature themes, blackmail and drama (Vegeta being a total asshole), mentions and details of anxiety, story heavy, soft smut near the end
Word Count: 2836 words
Times had been a bit financially straining on you since you tried to settle down with Goku. You both shared a lovely home and with plans to start a family together, you needed to find a source of income to start planning ahead. Goku was constantly off either fighting insane battles on faraway planets or was off training with his friends. Sure, you could have just looked for something in your local area like in a store or on a farm, but when Bulma encouraged you to look into the site OnlyFans, it piqued your interest. Bulma is the best source of motivation you have. You were a little unsure about it but with her lovely compliments toward your appearance, you couldn't help but try it.
You had set up a tripod with a ring light in the corner of your spare room to get the perfect shots, using your phone to capture so many pictures of you in cute lingerie sets you had. You also used a couple of your boyfriend's t-shirts for a baggier look on your body. Your income was plentiful as your platform grew and grew. It covered bills, put food on the table and even left some over for you to treat yourself and Goku. However, one question always lingered in the back of your mind.
"How long can I keep this hidden from him?"
You hated keeping secrets from Goku, transparency was such a huge foundation your relationship was built on. He was always honest with you, would this hurt his feelings?
On one of the evenings he had free, Goku had invited you along to a gathering at Krillin and Android 18's home. Everyone was going to be there and you could tell from his eagerness that he was excited for you to finally meet the rest of his friends. You felt that it had been a long time coming and you put so much effort into how you looked while Goku sported his traditional orange gi. Hopping onto the nimbus cloud, he held you tightly as it whisked you toward the Kame House. As you approached your destination, you were both greeted by waves as everyone gathered outside on the beach. You nervously held onto your boyfriend's arms as he waved gleefully to them all, keeping the same wave and smile through your descent. You both bounced off together, greeting everyone. Going around everyone, you were introduced to his friends one by one.
"Y/N this is Krillin and 18," he extended his hand toward a slender, tall blonde woman and her opposing counterpart. You smile as you shake their hands and introduce yourself. Gradually he made his way around the rest of his friends; Master Roshi, Piccolo, and Yamcha were part of the introductions. Finally, your attention was directed to Bulma and her partner, who you hadn't yet met. He stood beside her with his arms folded over a buttoned up blue shirt, his aura nothing short of intimidating.
"Y/N, you haven't met my husband Vegeta yet have you!" Bulma chirped, taking his arm and yanking him toward you and Goku. You smiled at him timidly, admitting you were kinda afraid of him wouldn't have been the best first impression in your mind. You could sense him looking you up and down, choosing to address you with a scoff.
"So this is Kakarot's harlot, yes?"
You looked to Bulma in disbelief as her hand slapped his shoulder harshly. Goku was quick to wrap his hand around your waist as he spoke up, "Hey, c'mon Vegeta you know that's not very nice!"
He simply huffed in your direction as he followed the rest of the group inside, Bulma not far behind screaming an earful toward him. You felt uneasy, Goku rubbed your arm to try and ease you. You weren't someone to take comments like that to heart but something just didn't feel right. You all took your seats in the living room and for the most part the evening was going well. You all shared some drinks, had a laugh, shared some food. You hit it off so well with everyone that you felt like you were part of the family... all besides one person.
Crossing paths in the kitchen, Vegeta glared you down as you look a fresh glass from the cupboard. When you sat it down again to pour another drink you glanced back in his direction, "Can I help you?"
"Don't think I don't know your secrets," he slowly walked toward you, you felt as if he hadn't uncrossed his arms from your initial introduction. If looks could kill Vegeta would've buried you 100ft underground. "You know your vulgar acts aren't suited to him, that clown deserves a woman with a bit more self respect."
"What the hell are you talking about?" you retort. Your hands shaking as you unscrew the lid from the top of the bottle. Deep down you knew what he was referring to but how did he know?
"That woman runs her mouth to me about everything," his reply was cold. He turned his back to you and began walking toward the door that led to everyone else. "You tell him or I will."
A shudder ran down your spine. The tension left behind lingered with his words. Your heart raced, the weight of your secret growing heavier on your shoulders. You took a moment to collect yourself as you decided Vegeta couldn't be the one to tell Goku. Just as he was about to reach the doorway, you spoke up and the tone in your voice was full of determination.
"Wait, Vegeta please." you plead as you set the bottle down. He turned to look back in your direction with his arms still crossed and his expression staying cold. You look to your feet, "I'll tell him but please could we continue this conversation outside."
Vegeta continued to eye you for a moment, his pride more than evident, but eventually he nodded. Hoping you had cracked him he turned away and led you out the back door to the beach, the soundtrack to your serious conversation being the crashing waves of the sea. You lowered your voice and spoke soft, revealing your own vulnerability beneath what you were portraying as tough, "I never intended on keeping anything from Goku. It's just complicated and I never knew how to bring it up."
His response was a shake of his head and a scoff as he stared you down intensely, "He deserves to know what kind of person he's with, that woman refuses to tell him. I don't even understand what it is you're up to! Y-you're lewd-"
"I have an OnlyFans account," you confess with a deep breath. "It's just a way to bring in some money for us and I just didn't want him to worry about our future. I never intended on disrespecting him I-"
As his scowl deepened and his silence remained, you could tell he was taking in what you were telling him. Wether he'd allow you to tell him yourself or not was on the table was another story. He grunted and without allowing another word to leave your lips, he turned and walked back inside with you close on his heels. Your heart felt heavy with what could follow. You didn't know what would be said. You reentered the living room, Goku glanced at you with a sweet smile, blissfully unaware about the conversation you had just had as you took your seat beside him.
The living room buzzed with conversation and laughter but as you cuddled into Goku's strong arm the weight of the conversation with Vegeta was weighing on your mind, you could feel his intense gaze follow you from the other side of the room as you tried to settle in. A silent threat that you had to tell him sooner rather than later.
As the evening continued, you'd engage in small talk with the others to try and keep your composure but what made your heart feel warm was seeing how happy Goku was. He's an incredibly social person, much more than your average person, and was more than happy being in the company of his friends. After a while, Bulma pulled you into the kitchen. She had noticed how reserved you had become throughout the night and was growing concerned, "Is everything okay?"
You nodded with a forced smile, "Just a little burned out and tired, that's all."
She looked at you with sympathy, placing her reassuring hand on your shoulder, "You sure? You know you can tell me anything, right? If it's because of Vegeta's comment earlier I can always talk to him?"
You shook your head and smiled gently, "Thank you Bulma, honestly, but it's fine! I didn't take it to heart."
You lied through your teeth but she bought it, patting your back as she left you alone with your thoughts. Your anxiety was gnawing at you, you knew what loomed ahead.
As the night gradually wound down, Goku yawned and stretched as he turned to the remaining few people left. With a thankful smile he suggested that you both head home. He stood up, spinning you in his arms to face him. "You look beautiful. You're perfect. Your dress you picked is so beautiful I just can't wait to get back home."
You beamed looking up at him, placing a delicate kiss on his lips. He smiled as he kissed you back in return. However, your loving moment was interrupted by none other than Vegeta.
"I bet you won't be the only man to see what's under that dress tonight, Kakarot," he smirked.
You looked up, witnessing the glee in your boyfriend's face shift into shock. The panic surged through your body as you clung to him tighter, Vegeta's words hanging in the air. You looked towards him with a disapproving look but Vegeta remained totally unfazed, his arms crossed and a sly grin plastered on his face.
"What are you talking about, Vegeta?" Goku furrowed his brows, his hands slipping from your waist.
His response was sharp, leaning in with a wicked glint in his eyes, "Oh, nothing, Kakarot. Just saying that some things... or some people... aren't as pure or nice as they appear."
The air was heavy with tension, your throat was running dry as tears began filling your eyes. Bulma stepped in between the two men swiftly, placing a hand on her husband's chest, "Vegeta enough. Stop it! There's no need for this you're making the poor girl cry!"
Goku's face was still taken over with confusion, turning his attention from Vegeta to you. You could hear his own worry take over, his eyes like a puppy's, "Baby what's going on? What does he mean?"
You were hesitant and unable to string your words together. Again, stealing your opportunity, was Vegeta, "Ask your precious partner about her little online endeavors. She's not as innocent as she appears."
You sigh, placing a hand gently against his chest as you look up towards him. Taking a deep breath and your voice was trembling, "Can we talk when we're home about this Goku, please."
The arrogant Saiyan prince wasn't done. It wasn't good enough for him. Purely with a sarcastic tone he chimed in once more, "Oh, how touching. Wanting to keep things private now? The woman who claims she loves you oh so much is selling herself online for a few extra zenies! Showing herself off to other men, tarnishing your trust."
Unable to process what he was being told, he hung his head as he let go of you entirely. Your arms dropped from his shoulders. He sighed gently, "I'll be outside Y/N. When you want to come home come meet me. We'll talk about this at home."
"Goku plea-" your words couldn't stop him from leaving, slamming the door behind him. You couldn't do anything but tremble. You knew why Vegeta did this, he loved seeing Goku weak or vulnerable. You also knew Bulma wouldn't let him live this down. You smiled sadly in her direction and thanked your hosts, leaving behind a now perplexed group of friends. Sat in the sand outside, creating little patterns in the sand with his finger, was your boyfriend who sat in an overwhelmed silence. You took a deep breath, shuffling in the sand beside him which left your dress covered. The beach was serene at night, the waves crashing against the shore heavy at the other side. "Please, let me explain,"
He sat in an almost child-like silence, his eyes fixated on the shapes he had drawn. The gentle sea breeze carried your tension and sadness. You had never seen him so hurt, it was all your fault. He looked up at you with tears starting to form in his eyes, "I can't believe you'd cheat on me with Vegeta..."
"Goku what?" you said, shocked. "I just met him today?"
"Look, Y/N, I love you. I don't want to lose you. If you've been chatting with him online and-"
This is where everything clicked, Goku had no idea about OnlyFans and what the site was. He took Vegeta's words at face value. You shook your head and cupped his face in your sandy hands. "Baby no, it's not that. I have an account on this website where I sell some pictures of myself and it brings us in lots of money."
Goku wiped his eyes, blinking back anything else that could spill. "What do you mean?"
"These men that buy these pictures don't see me in person. They don't touch me. We don't have sex. It was just an easy solution to our money problem and I'm sorry I wasn't honest. Vegeta knew because Bulma told him. I can't be angry at her for that..."
"So-so you're not sleeping with other people. He made it sound so filthy."
"I can show you what I do when we're home." you reassure him. His face softened as the weight of the misunderstanding started to lift from his shoulders.
"I should've trusted you, I'm sorry." he whispered. You held him close to you, you thought through that night you could've lost him.
"I should've been honest from the start, I just didn't want you to worry. I'd never have wanted to have hurt you."
As he gently pulled back from you he summoned his nimbus cloud. Kissing your forehead gently he softly spoke, "I just want to understand everything. We can move forward together afterwards can't we?"
You nodded gratefully at his understanding words. Together, you climbed aboard your transport home. You could tell from the way he held you that he was still skeptical and his emotions were mixed. You wanted to do your best to help him understand.
Once you arrived back to your house, hand in hand you led Goku upstairs to show him the tripod and ring light set up in your spare bedroom. Sitting him down on the bed, you ran through how the site worked. He nodded along taking in every drop of information. You shown him how much income you brough in each day and explained what everything went to. Finally, you handed him your phone to look through the photos. His eyes widened in a gleeful way as he began to flick through them.
"Babe, you look smoking hot in these!" he beamed. You could feel the negative tension lift off your relationship and a new tension start to brew. Looking up with a smirk, "Can I help sometime?"
"You wanna help?" you gently smile. He nodded his head fast. His hands wandered to the front of your strappy dress, carefully slipping it down to reveal your bouncy, perky tits to him. You flushed red a little. Once your phone was propped up on the tripod, you posed for a few photos with your ever supportive boyfriend. You tried letting him control the ideas, however his Saiyan instincts were close to kicking in and wouldn't leave much time for many pictures. He stayed behind you in most of the shots, cupping your breasts with his big, strong, calloused hands or encouraging them down to play with your pussy. You hadn't done anything sexual on your account yet and allowed him to assist with teasy photos. His hands grabbing your ass, his hands squeezing your thighs. He was giving you the content that could only grow your platform more.
He gently left little bites and bruises on top of your breasts, neck and shoulders. With a cocky grin and a chuckle, he whispered in your ear, “Now they’ll know you belong to me.”
Finally, he took some of you sitting on top of him. You gently straddled him as he slipped his fingers in your mouth for the final shots, your spit dripping down his hand as he looked up at you in pure amazement.
"That's my girl," he said with a gently slap to your ass. You tilted your head gently as you looked down at your strong, sexy boyfriend pinned under your thighs.
"Do you have any other questions?"
"When can I fuck you for all your fans to see?"
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Dragonball Saiyans x Black Wife Reader Headcanon (without kids)
Goku, Vegeta, Bardock, Raditz, Turles, Black, Broly
Hi....Hey.....How ya'll doing?
Sorry, it's been a while since I last posted anything. Life has been kicking my ass, but then again, it's been whooping all of our asses, some worse than others. But, I'm back, and I'll try to make more regular posts, but it's whatever because life right now is so unpredictable. So, in reality, I'll be posting whenever my mental psyche can handle life.
MASTER LIST
GOKU -
Being married to Goku was actually fairly easy. He was so sweet and was always ready to help you. The only downfall was, that sometimes he was too cuddly, he either wasn't home enough or he was just too innocent. But you loved him either way. Some months were lonelier than others because he was off saving the world or off training, but he always made up for it with his love.
Living with Goku is like having a giant child, but it's a man with the body of a god. He has moments when he can be serious, mature, and understanding in adult-like situations. However, unfortunately, his child like and innocent mind wins over all the time.
But that's what makes him unique. Due to his innocence, it makes him the sweetest man on earth. Compassionate, giving, uplifting, playful, and encouraging.
He's a bitter-sweet treat, sexy, tall, and handsome. Yet, too innocent, too sweet, too childlike. But, you love him either way.
In the morning, you're usually the first one awake, although it's pretty 50/50 especially when there is a possible threat approaching the earth, then he's up and out of bed before the sun has even risen. But, whether it's you or him up first, you're still tasked with cooking a decent and edible breakfast. Sure, he can cool some good ass fish, some good smoked deer or boar, and even a few large birds. But you wanted foods like pancakes, waffles, eggs, toast..... normal foods..... with a hint of sweetness.
It was rare to share a shower together, but when you did, you tried to make it as steamy as possible. If you're awake before him, you'll take a shower alone, then you'll go and make yourself some coffee, enjoying your quiet morning to yourself. Once you've drunk enough coffee, you'll begin cooking breakfast.
At breakfast, you'll prep all your foods first, having your pancake batter already mixed, eggs already whisked, and bacon with some sausages already out and pan already buttered or greased up and hot. By the time you're done making about 300 pancakes, you'll be halfway through with the eggs at about 150, your bacon and sausages slowly cooking, about 60 or each already done. Goku would be moving about upstairs.
He walks rather quietly, so it's hard to hear him, but if you listen close enough, you can hear when his heels hit the floor, and you can most defiantly hear the shower running, you'll sigh to yourself, enjoying your peaceful little life, thinking of what you'll be doing for the day. When you place the last of the foods on their large platters, Goku will make his way downstairs. Usually, he's wearing his fighting Gi, but some days, like today, he's wearing a sleeveless white shirt with some loose black sweats.
You smiled at his outfit, mentally canceling all plans that weren't important. Seeing him in that outfit usually meant that he was staying home for most of the day. "Good morning, Goku." You'll kindly greet him. He'll smile back at you, his eyes having that locing shine in them whenever he sees you. "Morning, (Y/N)" He'll gently greet back. "Did you sleep well?" You asked. As you began placing the large plates on the table, he chuckled lightly. "I slept pretty well, actually, but I always sleep well next to you." He sweetly said.
You looked up at him, and you slowly placed the last plate down as a bashful smile came across your face. "Awww, Goku, that was so sweet." You said in a happy voice as you placed your hand over your heart. He chuckled cheekily as he rubbed the back of his head. Breakfast would be, well... the usual show.... at least for you. You usually finish your breakfast quickly, as you usually only eat one or two plates. While Goku would devour all of the food.
You would wash your plates, along with any other dish that Goku would scrap clean. Trying to keep your workload down. Usually, Goku would beat you though, He'd thank you for breakfast, but you'd make him help you with the dishes, because there ain't no way you were gonna clean all those damn dishes, you just cooked a big ass breakfast. Once the large dishes were clean and dried the smaller dishes went into the dishwasher, because fuck that.
After breakfast, you and Goku would usually go off your separate ways. You'd spend time on the couch, watching TV, or up in your room getting extra sleep, and sometimes you'll be in your bathroom taking a lusciously long shower or just redoing your hair because a bitch needs to look good.
While Goku would go off to train with Vegeta, or to do some shadow sparring, sometimes he'll go hunting if he's still hungry after breakfast or he'll chop down some extra wood for the house. Very rarely would he stay home, and if he did, then he'd watch some random show on the couch.
On a day like this, when he had nothing to do and just didn't feel like doing anything, he'd follow you around the house like a lost child. You didn't mind. He was quiet and only really spoke up when he had something on his mind. Other than that, he'll just silently follow you. And you'd use that to your advantage sometimes. You'll make him help out with some chores, like vacuuming, dusting, taking the dishes out of the dishwasher, and putting them away.
While you'll be making up the bed, doing the laundry, cleaning up the bathroom, whipping down the windows. During times like these, you'll play some music, usually, you'll play some Old school rap or some good R&B but sometimes you'll play softer music like Jazz and sometimes it's just whatever's on your damn playlist. Rock, Lofi, upbeat, slow, romantic, nightcore, you name it. Goku doesn't too much mind the music and some songs he even sings and dances to.
Sometimes, he'll dance to a randomly fast song, making you laugh. That'll usually lead to you both just quickly hopping around and just dancing to whatever the beat is. You would twerk or even break it down, but Goku usually wouldn't understand, but that's fine with you. After all the choirs are done, you both would curl up on the couch, watching whatever anime or TV show came to mind. He surprisingly had a few shows that he liked, mainly the fighting ones, but that's no surprise there. At least they were animes.
His favorites so far were;
Baki,
Kengan Ashura,
Jojo Bizarre Adventure (So far, his favorite was part 3-5 he's kind of wonky on 6),
Jujutsu Kaisen,
One Piece (He likes all the different fighting styles, and Sanji was his favorite character. He said he reminded him of Roshi.)
My Hero Academia
And his personal favorites Yu Yu Hakusho and Fist of the North Star
They were all good, so you'd watch them all with him. You were also into anime as well, and you liked all of the ones that he liked even more. However, you were more into romantic or more serious topic animes, but he'll watch those too.... sometimes. He'd usually fall asleep or get rather active and playful either in a childish way or in a more sexual way. There was no in-between for this part. But you weren't complaining.
Around lunchtime, you'll usually cook half of the meal, and the other half, you'll order it. For the cooking part, you'll cook a few giant pots of Rice, and the rest is taken out. Because you weren't no mf slave, and you're sure as hell ain't gonna be slaving away for no 30 hours just for him to come along and gobble all of that shit up in just a few minutes.
Usually, you'll order Chinese, as that's what he's grown up eating, but other times you'll order pizza. And lots of it. About 10 - 15 boxes. Depending on your budget, and if he didn't get full.... well, that's just too damn bad. He better take his hungry ass to Bulma's.
After lunch, you'll have him help you clean the dishes, drying the pots while you placed the smaller dishes in the dishwasher. You'll clean the table while he goes outside for one of his daily workouts or sparring sessions.
Usually, around this time, if he doesn't go over to Bulma's to train with Vegeta, then Vegeta will come and get him instead. By this time of day, it was truly a hot gurl moment...... Passing your ass out right on your big ass bed and sleeping, or just watching TV.
By the time when dinner comes around, You do the same thing you did for lunch, cook a few big ass pots of rice, maybe add in a few dozen boxes of Mac & Cheese, and order a big ass meal of Chinese takeout. By the time he is flying up, you're already placing the food on plates and making your own plate. He'll come in with a big smile on his face, sweaty from today's activities.
"WHOO!!! TODAY WAS A WORKOUT!!" He'll call out in a happy tone as he takes off his sweaty shirt and throws it on the floor along with his sweats and socks. You would make him take a shower, but you didn't want the food to get cold, so he was just gonna have to eat like that, but you didn't mind the view.
After dinner, you'll make him place his dirty ass clothes in the washer and go take a shower, while you did all of the dishes, you didn't mind too much, as it would give you something to do, because let's be real, by the time when 6 to 7 o'clock rolls around, there really ain't shit to do. Once you've finished fighting washing those big ass pots in that small ass sink, you'll take the smaller dishes and leave them for Goku to wash, as he'll be out of the shower soon. You had his laundry to wash. By the time when you finished placing his clothes in the washer and folded the clothes that you forgot in the dryer like 5 hours ago.
Goku is already loading up the dishwasher and putting away the last of the pots. You'll smile softly at him, happy that he washed the dishes willingly, and he even whipped down the table and the counters and threw away all the empty take-out boxes. He'll be putting the last of the dishes away, his sensitive hearing detecting your light footsteps as they approach him from behind, but he won't move nor react, and he'll softly smile when he feels you wrapping your arms around his waist as you lean against his back. He'll gently hold your hand, gently swaying with you as you both sway to the beat of your hearts.
After your tender moment, you and Goku call it a night, curling up on the bed and watching TV shows or animes until you both drift off to sleep.
VEGETA -
Being married to Vegeta... was rough. He was damn near never home, either off plant throwing a tantrum, off saving the day, or away training. When he was home he was hard to deal with, feeling like he was entitled to act like a bratty prince when in reality he had no damn kingdom or an empire. You sometimes wished he'd stay off the planet longer.
Living with Vegeta is like living with a man with class but not enough style to back it up. He's unnecessarily aggressive and he's constantly defensive, he can be frustrating at times but at least he doesn't smother you.
He has his rare moments when he does want to be intimate and when he actually wants to spend time with you and enjoy your company, he can be sweet and can be a great partner to talk to and cuddle, not to mention when his sexual drive is high, which isn't as active as most would think.
In the morning, it's usually Vegeta who awakes before you, usually so that he can train and meditate, you'll get up about 3 - 5 hours after him, if you wake up 3 hours after him, then you'll take a refreshing shower and actually take your time. If you wake up 5 hours after him, then you'll still take a shower but not so long.
It's 50/50 on who will cook the breakfast, Vegeta isn't the best cook, but at least he knows how to make Ramen and rice, you'll just add a few 100 eggs and sausages to the mix. If you cook breakfast then you'll throw in a proper breakfast. By the time breakfast is over, Vegeta is already racing to the shower, and you won't stop him, just know that he's going to have the smaller plates and other dishes to wash.
You'll whip down the table and the counters, before going to your couch to relax. Once Vegeta is out of the bathroom he'll try and make a beeline to the front door, but you'll stop him. "Uh, where do you think you're going?" You'll ask him in a questioning tone. He'll act like he can't hear you, continuing with his walk. "Hmph, fine act like you don't hear me then, just know you'll be sleeping on that couch tonight and you'll have to make your own lunch and dinner. AND... you'll still have to wash them damn dishes when you get back too." You'll say in a content voice as you'll get back relaxed on the couch and flick the TV on. Flipping through Netflix.
"Tch, GRRRRRR- FINE!!!!" He'll yell in frustration as he spins around on his feet and march over towards the sink. You'll give him a sweet smile in return. "Awwww, thanks, babe!!" You'll say in a sweet tone. "Hmph, whatever." He muttered. Once the dishes are done he'll go about his day, or Goku will pop up and ask for him to come and train, leaving you home alone fo
It was very rare when he didn't want to go out at all, and instead like a cat, he'll just wordlessly lay on top of you, his head on your chest and your legs gapped to fit him and together you'll both watch TV shows or animes. He was a lot like Goku he liked the fighting animes but he also liked to watch documentaries about warrior cavillations that use to exist on earth.
Not gonna lie, this shit alone is boring fuck, but with him, it seemed to become less cumbersome.
By the time when Lunch rolls around, You'll be ordering about 10 - 15 boxes of Pizza depending on your budget, and on the side, you'll cook a big ass pot of rice, maybe even two. If Vegeta went out for the day then you'll be enjoying the house to yourself. Sleeping, cleaning, and watching TV. But if Vegeta is home with you then you'll spend the day with him. Watching TV, working out with him (In reality you're just sitting on his back or being his weight) sleeping, Fucking, and cleaning.
If he's out then he'll be home as soon as you're done setting the table, he'll drop his sweaty clothes on the floor and then he'll dig in, if he's already home then it's straight into the food. After Lunch he'll try and act like he forgot his clothes on the floor, stalking off to the shower, but you'll stop him. "Umm, excuse me? Aren't you forgetting something?" You'll ask him in an annoyed voice, as you place your hand on your hip and point at his clothes. He'll look at it, then he'll look back up at you.
"No, you're already here, place them in the mat yourself." He'll snare back. You'll politely curl your lips in and slowly turn away from him with a deep inhale and then began saying the lord's prayers. "Lord have mercy upon this man, as he knows not what he does, for I dear lord am about to commit a hate crime by finishing off the last of an extinct race." You'll say aloud before you turn back around. He's already gone and so is the pile of clothes. "Hmph, he better had." You'll say with a fire in your eyes as you'll begin to wrestle with the large pots.
After his shower, he'll usually be pretty easygoing and would wash the rest of the dishes, it was rare for him to exit with an attitude, and when he does you'll just quietly pull out his pillow and a blanket and throw it on the couch. "See you in about 12 hours, bitch." You'll say before you'll go into your room and lock it. He doesn't like it when you give him the cold shoulder, so he'll pout on the cough and would come with a peace offering once dinner rolls around with some food he cooked up. Just seeing his effort and his slight puppy eyes makes you soften up and you'll let him back into the room.
However you don't always do that when he comes out of the shower with an attitude, some days you'll just go ahead and wash the rest of the dishes and just let him blow his steam off outside, other times you'll cuddle with him on the couch and sometimes you'll try and talk it out with him. Most times it's just him being stressed, so you'll give a good o'l stress reliever Wink.
Once lunch is over you'll both pretty much go your separate ways for the day, he'll either go sit on the couch, go outside, or go into your bedroom and pretty much take a nap or help with chores. While you'll either go sit on the couch, take a shower, or take a nap. But somewhere down the line you will do the laundry, whip down the windows, and the counters, and clean the kitchen, while Vegeta will vacuum, dust, and hang up his clothes and yours too if he feels like it.
All the while you'll be playing music, Vegeta isn't a fan of rap or rock. It gets him irritated and you didn't have time for that. So you'll either play Lofi, Jazz, Blues, or R&B, but sometimes R&B and Blues can make him feel some kind of way, so Lofi or Jazz it was. It gave you an idea of what kind of man he was.
It was rare when you'll both take a nap together and cuddle after chores.
At dinner, you'll do the same at lunch, cook a big ass pot of rice or two, and order whatever you guys were feeling, you both weren't too picky. Once dinner is over Vegeta is at his most compliant. He's more relaxed and calm around this time of day, so he'll help out without any form of threats. Sometimes you'll both hug in the kitchen and would just sway to some song you were humming.
Once it's bedtime, you'll both get in bed and watch whatever you were feeling. It was usually some kind of anime or TV series. You'll both cuddle, you were always the first to fall asleep, so Vegeta would either turn the TV off or put on some Lofi and turn the TV down before he'll hold you tight in his arms, and drift off to sleep.
BARDOCK -
Being married to Bardock, was like not being married at all. He was like a military man, always off doing something to help defend earth or he was at work. He was a strange man, he was extremely sensitive too, and his intuition was amazing, but it's the only thing that kept saving your marriage. Bardock was a working man, when he wasn't off saving the day, he was working. He was a construction worker, he chose that job because it was like a form of working out. Plus he could spoil you, thus is how he kept saving the marriage.
Living with Bardock however, was lovely yet lonely. He wasn't hard to deal with, he was always willing to help, always willing to attend to your needs and you likewise. He was caring and supportive, and he was easy to talk to..... when he wanted to be. He was all of those things, BUT, only when he wanted to be.
He had his days when he was extra stressed or his Saiyan blood would come out and make him hard to deal with, and these days were quite present so you weren't a stranger to this side of him. But he was a more older male, making him much more mature so it was a 50/50 chance of having a day like this with him.
In the morning, Bardock as always up before you, it was rare when you were awake before him. On days when you were, you'd make some coffee, enough for the both of you. You'd get to finish about one cup before you get started on breakfast, you like wearing his shirts to bed so that's what you'd pretty much be wearing for the whole morning. You'll cook Eggs, bacon, sausages, pancakes, and some toast. By the time when you're almost finished, Bardock would be making his way downstairs. He usually only goes to bed in his grey sweats so he'll be wearing that all morning.
He'll come downstairs and he'll either give you a hug from behind with a sweet kiss on the cheeks, giving you a groggy "Morning" As he inhales your natural scent. Or, he'll give you a firm smack on your ass giving you a lively "Morning sexy." It was a 50/50 shot so you never knew what to expect. But he'll always have a cup of coffee. You'll both usually talk about your plans for the day or you'll talk about the weather or how your week has been so far.
Once done with cooking he'll help you set up the table and then you'll eat. After breakfast, you'll both wash the dishes together then you'll take a long, steamy shower together. After showering, is when you'll either go your separate way with him going outside and you off to your own devices, or you'll spend time together going about your day. Grocery shopping, a date, clothes shopping, or just hanging out on the couch together.
Bardock was pretty domestic, but he was still a Saiyan at heart, so he spent most of his time training or off defending the world. So days, where he was domestic, were rare yet common, it was a strange mix-up, but you learned to get used to it. On days when you did go your separate ways after breakfast, you'll usually stay home and do chores, watch TV, or go grocery shopping.
By the time when it was almost lunch, Bardock would be home unless he was off saving the world or at work. When he was home, you'd be in the middle of ordering food while watching TV, he'll silently walk in, coming towards you, leaning down to give you a welcoming kiss on the lips, before he'll silently go take a shower, sweaty from sparing all morning. You wouldn't always cook a big ass pot of rice because he had a good-paying job. Getting paid $26 per hour, so making a pot of rice wasn't needed but sometimes you'll do it if you were feeling it.
When he was off saving the world or at work, you'll just order enough for yourself, before taking a nap or watching TV. Sometimes you'll just make yourself something to eat. When he was home you'd usually order about 30 pizzas, 20 cheesy garlic bread, and sometimes with some Chinese or a couple of burgers from Whataburger. Depending on what you were both feelings.
After Lunch, you'll both clean the dishes and maybe even clean the house if it needs it. Since it was usually you just home, it wasn't much to clean.
But if he's been home for the week because it was a special holiday or it's been raining, then you'll both do chores. Dusting was always needed along with vacuuming, but laundry wasn't always a constant. So while he's busy vacuuming and dusting, you'll be off washing, drying, hanging, and folding clothes. You usually played music while you did chores, whether he was home or not. He liked old-school rap and R&B, it was rare when he liked music like Lofi, he also took a liking to heavy metal so you'll sometimes play that for him too.
If he finishes his share of the chores, then he'll help you with the laundry, but if his Saiyan blood was pumping, then he'll either blast off to go train some more, or he'll want to come 'help' when in reality he just wants to fuck. After all the chores were done, he'll either blast off to go train or he'll cuddle with you on the bed after an 'eventful' hour. Usually, you took a nap so that's what you did whether he was home or not. If he was home but couldn't sleep, then he'll go watch TV in the front, not wanting to wake you up.
At Dinner, if he was out saving the world, off training, or getting off of work. He'll come home sweaty, ready to eat, take a shower and fuck. The sleep. So that's what he'll do, he'll either take a shower before he eats, if he was too hungry he'll just throw his clothes on the floor somewhere the eat, or he'll just pounce on you, his adrenaline from a battle, training or work still pumping through his blood, forcing you to reheat the cold food.
When he comes home, he always greeted you with a loving kiss and embrace, you hated it when he did that, but you also loved that he was so eager to get home to you. The only time when you didn't have dinner together, was when he was off the planet saving the day, at that point, it could be weeks to months before he came home. But he always greeted you with that passionate kiss and embrace.
After Dinner, if he wasn't too tired, then he'll take a quick but damn good shower, before coming in the front and helping you clean the dishes. If he was too tired, then he'll take a shower and then go straight to bed. You didn't patronize him, understanding that he had a long day unless he was just training then you'll hound him to at least wash half of his own damn dishes.
When it's time to go to sleep, you'll usually either take a long bath or head straight to bed, but it depended on Bardock. If he was too tired and was already passed out, then you'll take a long bath, but if he was already up, then you wouldn't even try, because when he's awake he'll end up crashing your shower, either to keep up hell and bug you about something that you really didn't give a shit about, making you fuss him out. Then your mood will be ruined and you'll be irritated about him or to come fuck. It was rare when it was for a romantic bath instead.
You usually took a long bath in the middle of the day when he was out and about, but it was rare when you wanted to because you had to be there to watch the house, never know when someone would try to break in. You lived in a nice neighborhood, but you couldn't tell with people nowadays.
After your bath, you'll either cuddle up with one another and watch TV or talk about your day and plans for tomorrow until you both fall asleep, or you'll silently crawl into bed with him, gently cuddling up with him, while looking at whatever on your phone before you drift off.
RADITZ -
Being married to Raditz, was bittersweet. He was either the sweetest man on earth, or he was too damn mean and demanding, it was never in between. He was either home all the time, which was fine, or he was never home. Off saving the world, working or just training with his brother.
Living with him was sometimes annoying, especially when he was heading. His hair was kind of like fur, and it would sometimes fall out to accommodate the weather, leaving a big ass mess for you to clean. Mainly when he took a shower, good lord. You'd refuse to clean it, making him have to clean it himself if he wanted a clean shower to use that is. Sometimes he'll try and give you a hard time but a simple threat was always the solver.
"That's okay, we share a bed, and when you lay your big ass pretty head to rest, I'll get the sharpest pair of scissors that I can find and I'll chop all of that shit out of your damn head. Do you wanna lose that main?" You'll threaten, and he'll just huff but he won't talk back and instead stalk off to clean his mess.
Other times he was easy to work with, he was domestic yet he also wasn't, he prefer to be hard to deal with rather than do as you say because of his pride, but he tones it down. In the morning, Raditz was always the first one to be awake before you, since he either had to go to work, had to get up to train, or was already gone saving the day. Either way, he was usually gone, meaning the whole morning was yours, but on his days off and when he wanted to enjoy it, he'll sleep in, allowing you to wake up before him.
You'd wake up, and will immediately take a shower. Due to his hair sometimes randomly shedding heavily, you'd practically rush into the bathroom, and will have a quick shower, trying to hurry up before he woke up. You and Raditz never take showers or baths together, because he likes the play 'Shot Gun' Meaning, whoever got out of the bathroom last, has to clean up HIS mess. You simply refuse.
If he's awake before you, then be prepared to either clean up a load of hair or be surprised to wake up to it being spotless, sometimes he was considerate. When he was home, you'd make a pot of coffee, enough for the both of you. You'll cook a large breakfast, he loves pancakes so there will be lots of those. If he wasn't home then you'll just make yourself whatever.
When he's home, he'll sometime either immediately take a shower so that he can go to work, or he'll come straight downstairs on his days off to come to greet you with a hug, or with a good O'l smack to the ass. He didn't always drink coffee, but he only really did when he had to go to work.
After breakfast, you'll both usually go your separate ways. He'll either be going to work, training, or off to save the world. It was rare when he stayed home with you.
But he always helped with the dishes, but only on his days off, he didn't exactly have time when he had to go to work or go save the day. He'll usually wash all of the dishes on his day off, while you can tend to the laundry and with mopping the floor. Sometimes he'll even clean the whole kitchen, but he didn't always. He'll give you a kiss on the cheek, telling you. "Whelp I'm off to go train, I'll be back in a few hours." He'll say before he'll blast off.
You won't know if the kitchen is all cleaned or not since you'll either be somewhere mopping or doing laundry. You'll want to be mad, but at least he cleaned the shower and the dishes, so it's pretty fair. On days when he wasn't home, you'd laze around the house, call your friends, and go grocery shopping, but you didn't always go grocery shopping because he liked shopping with you and he'll throw a fit if he found out, but he won't whine if he's at work or off saving the day.
If he's home, then you'll both go grocery shopping and probably even clothes shopping, he also loved hair products so expect to be in the hair aisle for a while. But that gave you the excuse to shop for skincare products. Once home you'll both usually cuddle on the couch watching some TV show or a fighting anime or he'll drop you off at home after helping out with putting stuff away before he'll blast off to go train. It was rare when he stayed home the whole day.
At lunch, you'll just simply order a big ass meal, whatever you both agreed on usually, if he wasn't home then you'll just order whatever you wanted.
However, after lunch is when he tends to become hard to deal with. When it's time to clean the dishes, he'll want to get brand new and will try to leave the house to go train. "Uh, where are you going, Raditz?" You'll ask him as you're cleaning off the table. He'll just simply look back at you, giving you a short reply. "Going to train."
You'll cock a brow. "You had all damn day to train, why you wanna go train now? At least help with this big ass mess." You'll say as you gesture to the dishes behind you. He'll 'hmph' at you crossing his arms. "You can do that yourself, you're acting like a few dishes will kill you." He'll fire back. You'll pause, and place your hand on your hip. "I clean this big ass house, with no complaints, I sometimes even clean your thick ass hair out of the shower with no complaints, the least you can do is wash the damn dishes, with no damn complaints."
You'll say in a slow yet angered voice. "Hmph, I did the dishes this morning with no complaint and I even cleaned my own mess in the shower with no complaint. If anything you're acting like a child." He'll argue back. You'll take a deep breath, taking a step back while looking around yourself. "Where me a damn heavy ass object so that I can throw it at your big ass head because you playing with me now. See, see, see you don't know me, I'll beat your monkey lookin' ass-" You'll say under your breath as you'll pick up a rolling pan from a drawer turning around to point it at him, but he'll already be gone.
"Where the hell?" You'll ask as you'll look around in the area he was in before the sound of plates and pots banging in the skin behind you will catch your attention. You'll look back at him before you'll slowly nod your head. "Mmhmm, that's what I thought..." You'll say in a low voice as you'll stick the rolling pan under your arm as you'll walk off to go find something to do.
After all the afternoon chores are done, is when you and Raditz will officially go your own ways for the day until dinner. He had to get a few hours of training whether in the morning or in the afternoon. It was this time that you'll take your chance to watch something on TV, take a nap, or take a long shower. He'll be gone for about 5 to 6 hours, giving you time to yourself. If he hasn't been home all day, then you'll take this time to take a nap or just watch TV.
Dinner is usually when he's home unless he's off the planet. But he'll always be home from 6 - 8, if he's work then around 6:30 to 7:00 and if off saving the world then around 7:30 to 8:00. So you'll usually order dinner by 5:00, by the time when he gets home, you've already eaten and is just watching TV now. He'll come and give you a welcoming kiss before he'll either immediately go eat, take a shower or go straight to bed
Sometimes if his adrenaline was still pumping from an intense battle, then he'll pounce on you like an animal in heat. Meaning he'll be eating around midnight. But most days he'll either drop all his clothes off on the ground before eating or he'll just go take a shower. After he's done showering he'll then eat, but you'll clean the shower and take his clothes to the laundry room, seeing how tired he was. On days when he went straight to be, you'll wrap everything up, saving it for when he'll come up to eat around midnight.
After Dinner, you'll wash the dishes, and he'll try to help if he isn't too tired, before you'll both head on off to bed, if he's already asleep, then you'll quietly get into bed with him. If he's still up then you'll both cuddle before falling asleep.
TURLES -
This one is somewhat based off of another fic that I read before called; "Turles's Triumph" It's a great fic and it takes a deeper look into Turles's personality in a way I never thought to look at it before, and they captured him so well. Give it a read if you'd like, but it's a long fic, about 172 chapters I believe. But it's a great read and it's worth it.
AH, Being married to Turles is like living the dream life. He's a man with elegant tastes, he's a space pirate and he just simply refuses to live on one planet, so he made you pick. "Either you stay here, and be one of my many ladies of the nights, whom I'll only come to visit when I am in need of something from your plant and I'll treat you like a queen as long as I am here. Or, you can come with me and become my permanent queen and I'll take you all over the galaxy, while I shower you with the most lavish of things and only treat you to the fineness of cuisines... The choice is yours."
He was straightforward with his words and with the choice, and he only gave you a few hours to think about it, but eventually you can to a conclusion, so on that same day, you packed all your most valuable things, and just like that you were leaving your home planet, forever. You were saddened by that fact, as you never got to say goodbye, but he reassured you. "Not to worry, My Love, for you will be able to visit your family and friends whenever we circle back around in this solar, until then. we are your new family." He told you, and for some reason, that actually helped you to not be so sad.
Once you agree to go with him and be his forever queen, he'll cut all contact from all of his side hoes, and will make you his main one and only. He'll even propose to you to seal the deal, and allow the wedding on your home planet so that your friends and family could see and attend.
Living with Turles was actually worth the hard choice. He was a beast but he was a gentleman towards you. He was gentle with you, he was patient, protective, and loving toward you. Some days his Sayian ways were stronger than others and they do causes arguments, but you both always made up wink.
It was rare when Turles wasn't on the ship, if he was off handling dangerous business he'll usually leave you on the ship with Diaz or he'll drop you off on a well-trusted planet. If he was planting a tree, then he usually wouldn't tell you shit, he'll wait for when you're still asleep in the morning, or he'll wait until you're too busy taking a bath. You didn't like seeing a planet being drained of life, and it always leads to an argument and he didn't have time for that.
In the mornings, Turles was always awake before you. Being the leader of his space crew, he needed to be in charge and awake before them to keep order. So you'll usually sleep in for another few hours before you wake up. When you do, a pot of coffee is already made, either because Turles made it for you or because Diaz made some for both of you, it was 50/50.
You never had to really cook breakfast, it was rare when you did. You only had to cook breakfast when the ship was so far out in space, 'The Void' as they liked to call it, or 'Dead Zone' was another name they called it, but it depended on what was in the area. If it was nothing but blackness for miles then it was called 'The Void' but if it was full of dead planets or just giant asteroids, they called it the 'Dead Zone' You never realized how scary space can be when it's full of planets with no life. It was eerie. It was like an abandoned town and everyone left everything where they left it.
When you did cook breakfast, Diaz liked to help, he enjoyed cooking breakfast, and he found it relaxing. He was originally the only one who would cook breakfast, but now that you were here he had extra help. Out in space, they didn't have Earthling food, so you got to learn how to cook a new form of breakfast. Diaz would usually finish off with cooking breakfast, as he would tell you to go and freshen up for the day since you immediately came to the kitchen for coffee.
If you didn't have to cook breakfast, then you'd still come down for some coffee but you'd enjoy it with Turles. He despised coffee, he hated the taste and smell of it, but he'd still sit with you until you finished it. You'll both usually talk about the plans for the day, and he'll give you a run down on what the history was of the planet that you lot were landing on and how he came across it. Once you've finished your coffee you'll tease him by trying to kiss him but he'll just keep you away. He loved you, but he couldn't with the coffee smell.
So you'll take a luxurious bath, as he liked spoiling you. He makes sure to always obtain the best of the best for you whenever he landed on a planet. Making you feel like a true queen. Before you left to live in space with him, he used to gift you with these same luxurious products for your skin and hair, clothes, and makeup, but now that you lived with him, this was now a permanent lifestyle and you've learned to love it.
Sometimes he'll even join you, it was rare when he did so early in the morning, but he kept it romantic. After your bath, he'll have you dress like a queen, as he claimed. "I practically rule over these planets, making me some form of a king, therefore as my queen you shall dress and be treated as one." And dress as one you did. After landing on the planet, he'll guide you all off the ship, you'll be holding onto his arm, close to his side, one as his queen and two for his protection. You'll all be immediately introduced to the leader of the planet, and they'll greet you with open but nervous arms.
"Ah!! LORD TURLES!! So - Lovely to see you again. Are you here for business?" The little alien would ask in a nervous fashion. Turles would answer with a smirk. "As a matter of fact, yes we are, for me and my crew are here for a fulfilling breakfast." He'll answer in a confident tone. The alien would arch a brow, but a glare from Turles would make it straighten up. "A-AH!!! YES OF COURSE!!!! Right, this way...Lord Turles." It'll say nervously before it'll walk through the crowds.
Breakfast was as luxurious as ever, it was always a fancy restaurant with some of the finest dinners on this edge of the galaxy. You'll all eat and will get full, you tend to cuddle into Turles's arm enjoying being full on the strange yet tasty food. He'll still be in the middle of eating his large meal. some of Turles's crew were also still eating, as their race also eats in large amounts, but eventually, it'll just be Turles. Even though Turles eats in large quantities, he still ate with such grace it was strange.
After breakfast, the rest of the crew will wonder off to their own devices, while Turles with either bring you with him on his business trip, or he'll entrust your care to one of his crew members. Either way, he'll go off to take care of shit. After that, he'll take you around the shops, allowing you to buy whatever you wanted. Once all that was done, he'll board you all back onto the ship and will leave heading off to the next planet he had in mind.
Once on the ship, you'll immediately run off with all of your newest goodies, Diaz caring all of your heavier items following behind you. You'll place them all in their new place, getting them used to their new home. Then you'll change out of your outfit and will settle for a more relaxed outfit, usually a hoodie and some tights or a large shirt that Turles owned.
There weren't usually any chores on the ship, since Turles's biggest rule was. "If you make a mess, clean it. If you see a mess, clean it." He stuck to that rule like gold. So usually, there was no mess to clean. So you'll either be in your shared room doing your hair and makeup or dressing up in potential outfits. Or you'll be in the front with Turles, cuddling up in his lap as he sits in the front seat steering the ship. Most times you'll hang with your best friend Diaz, talking bout your formal lives and experiences.
At lunch, if you're still in the 'Dead Zone' or 'The Void' which is rare, then it'll be up to you and Diaz to cook a shit load of food, but you'll both have fun doing it, you'll have some music on, and Diaz enjoyed some good R&B and some new school rap too, so you'll both be dancing and singing to the songs. The other crew members will join in and will also from time to time dance and sing with you two. Turles will every now and then come and dance, especially when you'll be twerking and breaking it down.
If you weren't in the 'Dead Zone' or 'The Void', then you'll once more be dressed like a queen but in a different color, it'll be a different planet but with the same routine. The nervous ruler will approach you all, asking Turles if he was here for business and Turles would confirm that along with the fact that he was here for lunch as well. This restaurant was much more luxurious than the last one, on the walls, there were fishes swimming in the crystal blue waters and under your feet was a coral reef, the colors were so strong and luscious, you could stare at it for hours.
"Oh Turles, this place is beautiful." You say in a voice of wonderment as you'll hold onto his arm. He'll chuckle, as he'll tighten his hold on you. "Yes, I figured that you'll love this place, My Love. For I was fortunate enough to have business upon this planet." He'll say in a pleased voice. The lunch was just as luscious as breakfast was, and Turles is the last to finish his meal. Much like the first planet, Turles will either bring you with him or he'll leave you with his crew, then like usual, once he's done and has regrouped with you and the rest, he'll let you shop till your heart's content.
After Lunch, you'll redo the process of putting your newly acquainted items in your room, and then you'll usually lay down for a nap, hang out with Diaz or cuddle some more with Turles on the ship somewhere. However, a nap was more common at this time of day since Turles would tend to 'whoop his men into shape' as he liked to call it, or basically train.
At dinner, if you were still in the 'Dead Zone' or in 'The Void' then once more it'll be up to you and Diaz to make a big ass dinner, and much like lunch, you'll be playing music once more, but this time it'll be either Lofi or Jazz, getting everyone ready for bed, because as soon as dinner was over it was usually straight to bed, it was rare when it'll turn into a game night.
If you weren't in the 'Dead Zone' or 'The Void' then you'll once more be making a stop on another planet, and once more will the food be just as luscious as before. You'll once again be dressed like a queen and will be holding onto his arm. The same routine will happen once more, the ruler of the planet will nervously approach Turles and will ask him what his business was here, and Turles will give his answer. This restaurant was encased in rubies and gold, it was a beautiful mixture and the rubies seemed to shine like diamonds. "These rubies are so beautiful, just imagine if I had some jewelry with rubies."
You'll say with wondering eyes. Turles will turn towards you, a brow arched and an ever-handsome smile upon his face. "I'll be sure to obtain some of the ever-gorgeous rubies for my lovely queen." He'll say as he'll gently kisses your hand. Once more, Turles is the last one to finish his meal, and he'll once more either bring you with him or will leave you with the group. Once he's done with his business, he'll rejoin you and he'll gift you with a velvet jewelry box. Your eyes will sparkle with life once you see what's inside, there'll be ruby stones imbedded into silver earrings, a bracelet, and a necklace. "Oh Turles, boy you sure know how to hook me up." You'll squeal as you'll close the box and ill bounce around happily.
Once you've done your usual shopping trip you'll all get upon the ship and will blast off the planet.
After Dinner you'll take a long relaxing and luxurious bath, usually Turles will join you, he'll usually allow you to take a bath alone the first time, then he'll make new water and will join you in the second bath. Having an argument with him was extremely rare, so the love was rather prosperous between you both. Once the bath is over you'll both either join the crew in the front and will enjoy some family time or you'll both go straight to bed. Cuddled into one another's arms.
BLACK -
Just like Turles, I was also inspired to write his character in a slightly different light, due to this Fic "Thin Line" showing a deep form of Black's psyche if he were to fall in love with a human, and how he'll begin to have internal conflicts with himself both mentally and physically. I don't remember this fic being that long, but if I had to guess, I'll say around 30 to 40 chapters long. It may seem long, but it's worth it.
Being married to a Black is a very tough yet enduring thing. He's a mass murderer and he's a psychopath, at times he can be very hard to read, with his intense stares that he'll give you, his gaze deep and dark yet calculating and intelligent. When you first met Black he was known as a terrorizer, a destroyer, and a murderer. He was going to destroy you, but the way you approached him made him stop.
Because to you, he was just a normal guy, a man who was wandering the streets of your neighborhood, checking out the scenery. He was cute, and you liked what you have seen, so you approached him. You spoke to him like he was any other man, and you even offered to give him a tour of the place. He was perplexed by you, he wanted to push you off and call you a 'Filthy mortal', he wanted to end you and this entire neighborhood.
But the way you treated him, the way you spoke to him, made him want to see where this new .... 'Friendship' would go. So he came back, every day, at the same time. He would pay you a visit, coming through with gifts and with sometimes coming by to ask you for a date. Eventually, he even started living with you, due to having one night of passion that led to him spending the night and the entire day. You became a form of a 'stress reliever' that he would take on dates, before eventually just becoming your boyfriend and soon husband.
Living with Black was like a whirlpool, one moment he's fun and he's enjoying the 'Mortal Life' and the next he's distant and deep in thought, keeping to himself and snapping anytime you get too close to him. But he's always calm and collected, he loves extravagant things and he always treats you to the most luxurious of things. He wants to continue his 'Zero Mortal Plan' but with you in the picture, it's gonna be kind of hard to do that.
He'll eventually become too entranced with you to want to continue his plan, too busy spoiling you, loving you, and just learning to be 'Mortal'. But some days he'll be too busy compilating his ideals and wanting a 'New World Order.' But he'll want to live a domestic life with you, he'll want to be your husband, he'll want to be your lover, thus forcing him to drop his plan altogether.
In the morning he'll always be awake before you. It'll be rare when he'll sleep in, extremely rare. He isn't much of an eater, which was strange to you, but you learned to accept it. Usually, he'll have coffee and breakfast already made for you. He'll either come to wake you up, or he'll just wait for you, patiently drinking his coffee.
If he comes to wake you up, it was either breakfast in bed, coffee in bed, or just kisses. If he waits for you then he'll already be halfway done with his second cup, and he'll have your breakfast done and in the microwave waiting for you. You almost always took a shower by yourself in the morning, but it was rare when he took one with you.
If he sleeps in, then those are the days where you'll take a shower together, or you'll bring him coffee in bed. He doesn't always eat breakfast, but when he does he could put away some food if he wanted. His apatite was a mystery in itself. Some days he could eat for a whole army, other days he'll eat the amount of a newborn, some days he'll eat a regular amount and sometimes he doesn't eat at all. In fact, he could go weeks without eating and still be normal.
For breakfast you'll both usually talk about your plans for the day or just the weather, somedays you'll even get a sweet treat of him telling you about his home, which was in the realm of the Kais, you didn't exactly know what a kai was, just that they created things and they watched over their respected universes, and you loved hearing him speak about his time as a kai. It was different.
After breakfast, you'll both begin your day together, going grocery shopping, going clothes shopping, doing what little chores you both had, which wasn't much, Black was a clean man, and he didn't make much of a mess, in fact, it was you who was the messy one. You made the most laundry, the most dishes, and the most messes, so it was usually all of your things that you were both cleanings. Unless it was just dust to vacuum or to dust off the walls and whip down the windows. It was an interesting yet eye-opening lifestyle. Somedays you'll both even cuddle on the couch for hours, either in silence or watching TV.
When you did turn on music, he practically forbid any form of rap, rock, and some R&B songs. But he didn't mind Jazz, Blues, and Lo-fi, and he highly accepted classical. The only time you could enjoy Rap, Rock, and other R&B songs, was when he was out and about with his life. He never really explained what he was off doing, but he would always say. "Let's just say, I'm off to...exterminate." He'll say in a menacing tone, you'd want him to explain, but then you feel that if he did, that the way life is it wouldn't be the same. So if it isn't broken, don't try and fix it.
Besides, you were living the life of a rich bitch, and you weren't going to risk losing that, so fuck it.
At lunch, you wouldn't have to cook at all, since you had a free meal coming to your door. You weren't sure how Black got it to be set up like this, but you weren't complaining. All you had to do was call whatever restaurant you wanted food from, and they'll be at your door with a free meal. Since Black practically never ate, all you had to do was get enough for yourself.
Somedays he'll take you out to eat at a fancy restaurant, and he'll make sure that you were treated like a queen. However you didn't like it when he would mistreat people, so you'll fuss him out, telling him. "Be nice, Black. There's no need to treat others like that, you don't like being treated like that, so don't do it to others." He'll roll his eyes, but he'll do as you say, by being, slightly nicer. It wasn't exactly nice, but it'll work.
After Lunch, he usually tends to either be home or still out and about. It's never in between. If he's home, then he'll be either taking a nap, or he'll be drinking tea with his friend Zamasu. If he was out and about, then he'll stay gone till Dinner. Leaving you to your own devices for a few hours, you'll usually go and visit friends and family, take a nap, and watch TV. Honestly whatever you could get lost in.
When Black was home and if he brought his friend Zamasu over, you tend to keep your distance from them. When you first met Zamasu, you immediately felt uncomfortable. He was scary, he was intense and he always gave you a deadly glare, when he first met you, the first thing he literally said was. "So this, is the pet you've been entranced by? Hmmm, she's just another filthy mortal. And the fact that you haven't eradicated this part of the world yet must mean that you've grown quite attached, Black." He said with a nasty glare, and he glanced around the neighborhood.
Black glared at him. "Silence, for you know nothing, you should feel speshed, that I'm even allowing you to meet her, Zamasu." He'll fire back at him, they'll glare at one another, a tense air will fill the area, and you could practically feel the killer's intent coming off of them, so you tipped back into the house, going to find some kind of refresher for them to tune down with. You eventually thought of his favorite beverage, tea. So that's what you offered, and it seemed to work.
Honestly, that was your first and last interaction with Zamasu, after that you avoid him like the plague. Plus Black made you stay inside when zamasu was around. He'd refuse to let you come out for no reason. He'll make the tea himself, and he'll warn you to not come out, no matter what. And you'd gladly listen too.
They'd stay out there for about 4 to 5 hours, sometimes even less. You'd never ask questions, but you'll ask. "Did you have a good talk?" You'll ask with innocent curiosity, he'll be filling up the now empty tea cups with water, getting ready to wash them. "It was a successful talk, we got to our points and we found an even playing field." He'll respond in an even tone. And you'll accept that.
If he took a nap, you'll usually either take one with him or will just quietly watch TV downstairs. If you took a nap with him, then you'll usually massage his scalp, he liked laying on your chest, listening to your heartbeat, he said. "Heartbeats, aren't common where I come from, for they aren't necessary for my kind." He'll say in a somber voice. You'll hum in acknowledgment, gently combing your fingers through his hair.
"Kais don't have heartbeats? Why?" You'll ask, not having a heartbeat means it was dead, so would that mean that kais are dead? You couldn't wrap your mind around it. "Us kais don't need hearts to live, for we are created to make things, we are created to watch over the mortals and to hope that they can continue on with their gifts of a form of creation, but instead all they do is take and destroy." He'll say, his tone dropping in anger as he'll hold you slightly tighter. "But not you, not you (Y/N). You're different from all those, other mortals. You're special." He'll say in a soft voice, as he'll nuzzle closer to your chest, almost like he was trying to merge with you.
You wouldn't know what to say to that, so you'll continue messaging his scalp, thinking about what he said. "Did you ever create anything?" You'll innocently ask him. He'll lay there for a moment, silently embracing you, you'll think he fell asleep, but then he'll speak up in a small and slightly sadden almost regretful tone. "No. I never did, and now I never will."
At dinner, he'll usually take you out to eat, but someday you'll want to stay home and order free takeout. If he takes you out, then you'll eat at only the finest of restaurants, but if you wanted to stay home, then he'll order only the finest of the foods, but sometimes he'll let you have pizza. Most fancy restaurants don't do take-outs, but for Black, they'll jump at his every beck and call, with a nervous chuckle and they'll be there in a flash.
After dinner, he likes to have a bath with you, it was a ritual at this point. But some days, when he was deep in his feelings, he'll be off to himself, snapping at you if you tried to approach him. His mood swings have calmed down over the course of your relationship, but every now and then he'll have one.
Once it's time to go to bed, Black wouldn't always be in the bed with you, some nights he likes to stay downstairs and sit in the dark, you hated it when he did that because it was his way of pulling back and receding back into his dark thoughts. It was so dark and deep, that you feel overwhelmed whenever you come down to get him. He wasn't exactly himself when he was like that, so you learned to leave him be.
But some nights you'll be able to gently coax him into coming to bed, it was hard, but it was worth it unless you wanted him to be like that for the next week. On nights when he'd come to bed with you, he'll cuddle with you, and will tell you stories of his life as a kai, he always sounded distant and saddened but also hateful and vengeful, you could tell there was some dark history there, but you wouldn't try to bring it up.
You didn't know much about Black, in fact, you knew almost nothing, and you feel that it was best to keep it that way if you wanted to continue being his dream of what could've been. "The only thing, he could create."
BROLY -
Being married to Broly was enduring yet tiresome. He was the sweetest man and he was so adorable, but he was far too innocent till it kills you at times. But he was gentle, he was sweet, he was adorable, he was caring, he was considerate, he was all the positive things.
Living with Broly was like having a child who was learning everything. He was always asking questions and he was already ready to learn new things that didn't involve fighting or violence. He was always home and he barely left home.
Broly always tried to help, but dishes weren't his best and so wasn't laundry, so he'd usually stick to vacuuming and with enough focus, he could wipe down windows. Broly loves animals so much, he wants a dog, but you feel that he wouldn't be responsible, but he'll plead and beg, so you'll cave and you'll get him a puppy.
In the morning, you were always awake before Broly, he was never awake before you. You'd let him sleep, allowing you to make some breakfast and some coffee, but since Broly ate so damn much, you'll have to cook a shit load. by the time you're done with cooking breakfast, He'll be stumbling downstairs, rubbing the sleep from his eyes as he'll come towards you. His little friend bounced down the stairs behind him happily. He'll stop at the door and he'll let the little one outdoors to use the bathroom, once it was done it'll happily come back inside and he'll close the door.
He usually likes to lean his chin on top of your head or he'll sit at the table. "Did you sleep well, Broly?" You'll ask him in a soft tone. "Mmhmm, I was warm." He'll mumble. You'll just lightly chuckle at his words, but you'll agree. "Yeah, the bed is warm huh?" You'll chuckle as you'll speak while setting the table. "Uh-huh, I wanna go back now." He'll gently respond, you'll just chuckle and give him a sweet kiss on the cheek. Before you eat, you have to feed the puppy, so you'll give it a small little scoop, and a sweet little pat on the head.
After breakfast, you'll both wash the dishes, well more like he'll pass you the dishes, and then put them all away while you clean the table and counters. You usually take a shower with him, because even though he understood how a shower work, he still didn't always properly do it, so you'll wash his hair and help him shower, he'll do most of the work, but you'll help with his hair. Once your shower was done, you'll pretty much either laze about all morning or take care of daily tasks.
Grocery shopping, perhaps clothes shopping (which was rare), and chores. You weren't too messy, but Broly was. He wouldn't do it on purpose, but sometimes he'll drop stuff, or he'll accidentally spill something, he didn't like wearing shirts so he'll always peel them off and throw them on the floor. Sometimes he likes to have snacks, but he'll always leave crumbs behind. Other times it was the puppy making the messes, either it'll use the bathroom on the floor, or it'll accidentally spill its water bowl, or it may be trying to drag around its large bed and will accidentally knock something over.
But other than that, he was sweet and was always willing to help. If you had nothing to do for the day, you'll both do one of his favorite things, sleep. He loved sleeping, and you wouldn't complain. Your furry little companion would even join you both.
At lunch you'll either cook or order takeout, it really just depended on your energy and your budget. He'll help you set up the table or he'll help with cooking. Usually, he'll just pass you the ingredients, standing around like a child waiting for instructions. You'll find it cute but you wouldn't stop him.
After lunch, he likes to go to the dog park, petting all of the animals that come towards him for attention. He was a gentle giant, and some of the local dogs learned to love him, coming towards him for head pats, catches, and cuddles. Some other animals in the area would come towards him as well.
You'd sometimes join him in petting the animals, enjoying their furry hugs, and other times you'll sit on the bench and watch him from afar. Making friends with some of the pet moms in the area. Most times you'll be walking the puppy, getting it acquainted with the other dogs, and sometimes the other pet parents would let Broly walk all of their dogs.
It was a comical sight, seeing Broly holding 10 leashes in each hand, his little puppy on his head while he'll happily run with the dogs, his stamina never really running out. After a trip towards the dog park, you'd both come home and watch TV or take a famous 'Broly Nap'.
At dinner, you'd order Pizza and cook a big ass pot of rice or two. He loved Pizza and so did you, so it was a win-win. He'd try to help with the Rice, but there wasn't much to do so he'll either watch you cook it, or he'll sit in the front waiting for the pizza man while playing with his little puppy, sometimes they'll knock something over, making you call out. "BROLY? WHAT WAS THAT?" You'll ask in a motherly tone. He'll quietly peak around the corner, his little companion sitting upon his head. "Nothing." He'll answer in a nervous yet guilty tone. You'll do nothing but sigh, yet you'll smile at him tenderly.
After Dinner, he'll help you clean the giant pots, and clean the house for the night, it was rare when you'd even have sex with him, due to him not really having a sexual drive. So when you did, you'd get to experience and will enjoy his 'Wild Side'. but other than that, you'd just enjoy his presence as you'll watch TV.
At night, you'll both cuddle in the bed, and Broly will always fall asleep before you, cuddled into your chest, he didn't have a mother growing up, so you were the first thing he ever had closest to one. He loved falling asleep to the sound of your heartbeat, calming his nerves. Your little puppy cuddled up in between you both.
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Cheeky
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PAIRING: Goku/AFAB!Reader/Broly
RATING: Explicit
CONTENTS: Explicit Sexual Content.
WARNINGS: Exhibitionism and Veoyeurism.
WORDCOUNT: 865
Summary:
Seeing Goku there every time you decided to open your eyes, with a cheeky smile and obviously aroused, made heat grow in your abdomen. You knew he wasn’t only thrilled about your presence; he was clearly enjoying seeing Broly move as well.
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For kinktober! Another completed wip that I didn't finish in time. I've been dying to write something with this two, and I have a wip I'll finish someday, but for now I'm happy with this 🥰 @carnal-lnstinct I know you'll enjoy this!
Day 19: Exhibitionism and Voyeurism
It wasn’t a part of your plan to get intimate with Broly in the middle of your garden, but it had simply happened. And the only thing that worried you was the probability of getting stung by a bee or any other insect that might have been around. Living in the countryside had a lot of perks, and one of them was the isolation that came with it; you knew nobody would be watching while you were basically being pounded to the ground.
You had only recently started to go all the way with Broly, and technically you had yet to teach him about certain social norms when it came to sex, like privacy and modesty. At the same time, was it even worth it? You liked that he simply seeked you out when he wanted to. It warmed your heart seeing how adorable he was when he looked at you with big eyes as he carefully put his hands on your body, testing the waters.
You willingly let him do as he pleased, obviously, and that’s how you ended up with your face down on the grass with only your shirt on, ass up as he deliciously slid his cock in and out of your entrance. With his hands on your hips, he kept you firm in place, grunting breathlessly with every thrust.
It had taken you a while to get used to his size, but the stretch you felt every time Broly pushed his dick inside you elevated you to the highest heights you never even knew existed. You had only just started and you were already lost in the pleasure building up in your abdomen.
If it wasn’t for the sudden gush of air you felt, you might not have even noticed Goku had appeared just a few feet away from you, recognizing his boots once you opened your eyes.
“Woah…” You heard him murmur under his breath.
Panic rose up inside you and your face immediately heated up as you tried to get up but it was pointless with the tight grip Broly had on you.
“Wait, Broly-”
“Oh, no, don’t mind me!” Goku said way too casually. “Keep going! You’re doing good, Broly!”
If your face wasn’t already on fire, it was then. You couldn’t even see Broly, but you hoped to God he would stop. It was embarrassing that Goku out of all people had seen you going at it.
Of course, Broly did not stop, only muttering some words you didn’t quite get, an impossible task when his dick was directly stroking your sweetest spot, making you vibrate intensely. You couldn’t even protest properly with his pace and the harshness of his moves.
Goku was in your line of vision once you could focus, some feet away from you, sitting underneath a tree, and you could clearly see him now.
No way.
That blush on his face, the half lidded eyes, the small smile on his lips. He was turned on. By watching you and Broly fuck.
The idea of being watched was something you never considered, not with Goku at least. He didn’t seem like a sexual being, even with two kids of his own; but the way he was looking at you, with obvious hunger, made you see him in a completely different light.
You whimpered loudly when Broly buried his cock deep inside, digging his fingers into your flesh. Split open was an understatement; you squeezed your eyes shut and tightened your fist on the dirt underneath you, trying to anchor yourself somehow as he rammed into you with force and speed you’ve never felt before. You wondered briefly if the fact that you were being observed had an effect on him as well.
Seeing Goku there every time you decided to open your eyes, with a cheeky smile and obviously aroused, made heat grow in your abdomen. You knew he wasn’t only thrilled about your presence; he was clearly enjoying seeing Broly move as well. Your mind took you to places, and you were curious if they would both be into doing this exact same thing again in the future.
You were dancing on the edge when you noticed Goku sneaking his hand into his pants, and you resented your orgasm for hitting you so soon, before you could actually see him touch himself. Your body trembled, legs twitching as you came with a shaky moan, seeing sparks fly behind your lids.
Broly didn’t let up, thrusting into you with erratic snaps of his hips, prolonging your climax. At least he was holding you tightly or you would have collapsed. You still couldn’t help the moans spilling from your lips when he came, filling you with his load as he growled loudly.
It took you a couple of minutes to recover once Broly pulled away from you, his cock slipping out, his cum dripping down your thighs. You felt his presence as he settled beside you on the ground, but when you opened your eyes after a while, you saw Goku, shirtless and kneeling beside you with a grin on his face.
“That was great, you guys! Can I join in the next round?”
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"What's a faggot? That's what one of those guys called me, right…? I was wondering what it meant."
"That's… not a word you need to know…"
It's always kind of emotional delving into the more innocent side to Goku in stories, where he doesn't know about many things. I imagine Vegeta wanting to desperately protect him from the crueler nature of the universe, even something like homophobia.
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***Snowed In***
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Two one-shots in the span of eight days. I'm on a roll! This is part two of my 200-follower special. Okay, I'm off to work on chapter 14 of TPOAS.
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Paring: Goku X F Reader
Rating: Matureish (contains sexual themes)
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Agreeing to do this favor for Bulma may be one of your worst decisions yet. The security alarm for one of Capsule Corp's units in the countryside has been going off for the past few days. Since Bulma and her father have been so busy recently, they haven't had time to check it out. While you were helping Bulma work on her most recent project, you jumped at the chance to get the hell out of there. When Bulma can't figure things out quickly, she gets frustrated, and yells, a lot. And it's usually directed at the person who happens to be in her vicinity. And unfortunately, today, that's you.
While discussing the details of your trip, Goku walks into the room, muttering something about how Vegeta broke their gravity chamber... again. That only seems to make Bulma angrier. You didn't even think that was possible. In an attempt to calm her down, Goku speaks up. He's been dealing with Bulma's temper for much longer than you have. "So what are you guys doing here anyway?"
"There's an issue with one of our capsules. The security alarm keeps going off. So Y/N is going to check it out for me. No big deal." She places her hands on her hips, glaring at Goku before he can even speak. "And don't even think about asking me to fix the gravity chamber!"
"What?" Goku furrows his brows at her, his eyes widening. You're not surprised. Telling Goku, he can't train is like telling a normal person they can't breathe.
"I won't be able to do that for weeks. I'm really busy with
work. Which is something you'd understand if you ever actually got a job! So you and Vegeta are just going to have to deal!"
"That's not what I meant. You're sending Y/N? Alone? Isn't that kinda dangerous?"
"What's that supposed to mean?" You cross your arms, narrowing your eyes at him.
"It's just that you're human... and kinda weak... you haven't trained in years. What if there's someone bad there... someone like Frieza?"
"Goku." You sigh. "Frieza has been dead for years now."
"I said someone like Frieza. What if there's someone bad there? What if you get hurt?"
"Goku! It's probably just a mouse or something!" Bulma shouts. "Besides. Y/N is strong and capable. I'm sure she can handle it."
"But what if..." Before he can even finish his sentence, Bulma cuts him off.
"No! Don't even think about it!"
"Please! I'd feel a lot better if I could go with her. Plus, there's nothing to do here anyway. I'd be so bored. Come on, Bulma."
"Bulma." You groan. "Just let him come along. Plus, that would get one Saiyan out of your hair while you work. And you know Goku, he'd just come anyway." Even the hypothetical possibility of a battle is enough for Goku to want to tag along. You're not even surprised.
"Fine. But you have to keep an eye on him at all times. There are a lot of prototypes there. And I don't want him breaking anything." She turns to Goku. "You hear that! You're not allowed to touch anything!"
"Ya, Bulma, I got it." He nods.
You and Goku head off in opposite directions so you can pack for the journey. You'll only be gone for a few hours, so you don't need much. You've learned that it's best to be prepared. Once you're done packing, Goku meets you at your place.
"I know you don't like instant transmission. But can't I just fly us there instead?"
"Absolutely not."
"Aww, come on. Why not?" He pouts.
"Because the last time you dropped me!"
"I caught you, didn't I?"
"Just before I almost got crushed to death!" You glare at him. "We're taking my car. If you don't like it, then you don't have to come."
Goku sighs. Fiddling with his hands. "Fine." He grabs your bag, placing it in the trunk of your car. While he's doing that, you hop into the driver's seat, waiting for him to finish. Goku moves into the passenger seat, putting his seat belt on. "So, how long is this going to take?"
"Around Three hours."
"Three hours!" He roars. "We could get this done in minutes if you'd just..." He stops speaking when he meets your deadly gaze. "Uhm... this is good too."
The drive was as terrible as you thought it would be. A young child would have behaved better than the Saiyan. You lost count of how many times he asked you the infamous phrase, "are we there yet?" And everything only got worse when you got to your destination. Much to Goku's disappointment, there was no real threat at the capsule. There wasn't even a mouse, just a minor malfunction with the security system.
By the time you finished fixing the security system and Goku did one final sweep of the capsule, it was already dark out. You didn't think everything would take this long. While you are distracted, Goku walks up behind you. "You ready to go?"
"Goku!" You yelp. "Don't sneak up on me like that!"
"Sorry," He holds up his hands. "I forgot how jumpy you are." He chuckles to himself, only adding to your irritation.
"I am not jumpy!" You snarl.
"Whatever you say, Y/N." He picks up your bag, but you grab his shoulder before he can take it anywhere.
"Wait!" He turns back around, a look of concern appearing on his features. "I- I don't like driving in the dark." You mutter inaudibly.
"What did you say?" Great. You're going to have to repeat it.
"I don't like driving at night!" Your face flushes. You thought it would be light out by the time you left. You definitely underestimated how long this would take.
"Oh," He presses his lips together. This puts both of you in a predicament. Goku doesn't have his license, so he can't take the wheel. Instant transmission makes you nauseous, and flying is out of the question. So you're stuck. "Well, we can just crash here for the night. When I was a kid, I used to sleep on the floor at Master Roshi's place. So this shouldn't be too different." This is one of the many things you love about Goku. You've never met a man as sweet and caring as he is. Sure, he can be a bit of an airhead... but he's a loveable airhead.
Morning comes before you know it. You can't believe how fast you fell asleep on the hard floor. You may have felt uncomfortable, but you've never felt so safe in your life. Goku's presence alone is enough to put your mind at ease. You wake up first, rubbing your eyes, still half asleep. You stretch, slowly getting up. You pack up your stuff, shoving everything in your bag. Knowing Goku and how impatient he can get, it's best to have everything done before he gets up. To save your sanity.
You should probably put your bag in the car too. One less thing to worry about. You place your bag over your shoulders. Heading straight for the door. You open the door only to find a wall of snow. "Fuck!" You scream, slamming the door shut before any snow can get in. How the hell did you sleep through a snowstorm so massive that it was able to cover the entrance of the capsule.
"What's wrong?" Goku instantly appears behind you, furrowing his brows.
"We're trapped. That's what's wrong! It wasn't even supposed to snow, and now we're practically buried in it." Goku pushes past you, opening the door himself. Once his eyes land on the wall of snow, he swiftly shuts the door.
"Oh, that's no big deal. I'll just power up and melt the snow." He begins screaming, but before he can transform, you stop him.
"No!" You shout, using all your strength to subdue the Saiyan, throwing him to the ground.
"Ouch." He wines, rubbing the back of his head, which may have hit the ground a bit too hard. "What did you do that for?"
"I'm a big fan of living, Goku. I'd like to not die. Unlike you, I'm not an alien from another planet who could survive a building collapsing on me!"
"But I'll be suuuuper careful." He's practically begging you. It's been so long since you've spent one-on-one time with Goku that you forgot how insane he is.
"It's not happening, Goku! End of story." You pull out your phone, praying that you have service. Shit. No bars. You move through the capsule, desperately searching for at least one bar of service. No dice. The massive snowstorm must be interfering with the cellphone towers. Maybe you'll have better luck if you can get to higher ground? But how can you do that while confined to the capsule house? Your gaze shifts to Goku, and it finally clicks. "Give me a boost." He stares at you in confusion before complying. He picks you up, placing you on his shoulders. He puts his hands on your ankles to keep you balanced. "Come on." You mutter to yourself, sticking your phone further out.
You finally get a ghost of a signal. "Goku, a little more to the right." He awkwardly stumbles, following your directions. For the world's strongest fighter, he really lacks coordination. "Got it!" You cheer, almost dropping your phone onto the ground. You quickly dial Bulma's number before you lose the signal. After a few rings, she finally picks up.
"What's up, Y/N?"
"Bulma!" You shriek. Most likely puncturing the unsuspecting woman's eardrums.
"Woah! What's wrong?"
"We're trapped in your damn capsule. Get us the hell out of here!"
"What are you still doing there, anyway?"
"T-That doesn't matter."
"Oh... did you and Goku Finally..." Damn her. Over the years, your feelings for Goku haven't been entirely platonic. And Bulma's very aware of your feelings for your childhood friend. She's always making some side comment that flies over Goku's head. It's one of the times you're glad that the Saiyan is as naive as he is.
"Bulma!" Your cheeks flush.
"What's she saying?" Goku's ears perk up, looking up at you.
"N- nothing important. Bulma, come on, be serious. There's a ten-foot wall of snow outside of the door."
"The earliest I can get down there is in a few hours. I'm swamped. And also really in the zone."
"But Bulma!"
"Hang in there. And good luck. You're going to need it." Before you can yell at her anymore, she abruptly hangs up.
"Damn it." You mutter to yourself. "Goku... can you Uhm... put me down, please."
"Ya, sure." He grabs your waist, pulling you down to the floor like you're weightless. "So, is she coming?"
You shake your head. "She said the soonest she could leave is in a few hours. And knowing Bulma, it's gonna be much longer than that. It finally sinks in. You're going to be trapped here. Alone. With Goku. For hours. In the past, you've only been able to handle Goku in short bursts. He's one of your best friends, but he can be a little much. Okay... more like a lot much.
"Well, there has to be something we can do in the meantime. We could spar!"
You chuckle in disbelief. "Goku, my sparring days are long over. They've been that way for years." Like many of your other friends, you retired from fighting seriously. With your human strength, there's no way you could ever keep up with those insane Saiyans.
The two of you end up sitting in silence. It's very unnerving. You didn't think Goku could ever be this quiet. After a while, it's Goku who breaks the silence. "Hey, Y/N.'' You answer with a mumble of acknowledgement. "I've been thinking a lot about something Vegeta said to me.... about you."
"What about me?" You scowl. Knowing Vegeta, it's definitely not something good. Probably one of his offhand sexist comments.
"It's... it's nothing bad!" He stutters out. "It's just---"
"Spit it out, Goku!"
"Okay! He said that you have feelings for me. Isn't that so crazy? And that's exactly what I told him too. But--- why are you looking at me like that?" You cannot move your gaze off him as your mouth hangs open. Vegeta! Vegeta, of all people! The man who cares about nothing but himself knows about your feelings for Goku. Are you that obvious? Does everyone know? Is this what having a panic attack feels like? "It--- It is crazy, right?" His voice is uncharacteristically soft, becoming quieter with every word. "Y/N... say something." His lips contort into his classic pout, the same expression you can never seem to say no to. No matter how absurd his request is. "Please."
"Y- You know how Vegeta is. He was probably trying to get under your skin." You lie through your teeth, hoping he'll fall for it. Your face feels like it's burst into flames. You have to be blushing. Maybe Goku won't notice... or he'll think you're sick like the last time he got too close.
"Oh," He clicks his tongue on the roof of his mouth, almost as if he's disappointed. "Ya, that makes sense. Man, do I feel stupid. We've known each other practically our whole lives. Of course, you don't see me that way." He rubs the back of his neck, chuckling awkwardly. "I guess he just knows how I feel about you... and he was trying to throw me off my game. That's a dirty trick... even for Vegeta."
Now you're sure you didn't have a panic attack before. Because you're definitely having one now. Did Goku just admit that he has feelings for you? You place a hand on your chest to try and calm down the rapid thumping of your heart. "You... You have... feelings... for me?" You're barely able to choke it out. You've imagined this moment so many times in your head. And that's all you can say?
"Well, ya." He nods. "Of course I do. You're always here for me... and you smell good."
"Oh, that's all?"
"No!" He lowers his voice, his face flushing. "There are lots of reasons. I don't think I could name them all... even if I tried."
"How--- How long have you felt like this?"
"I don't know." He runs a hand through his wild raven hair. "I've kinda always felt like this. Even when we were kids." This has to be a dream. You must still be sleeping. You pinch yourself on the arm, yelping in pain after you do. Nope. Not a dream. This is very real.
"Goku---" Your voice cracks. You have no idea what to say. You want to tell him how you feel. But you physically can't. Why can't you just tell him that you feel the same way?
"You don't have to say anything. We can just forget all about this, okay?" No! You don't want that. He likes you, and you like him. This should be easy, but for some reason, everything is more complicated than ever. If you can't tell him, then you will have to show him instead. But how can you do that?
You take a deep breath, gulping nervously. You can do this, Y/N. He likes you, too. He's not going to freak out or push you away. You stand up from your spot on the ground, slowly making your way toward Goku. "Can you stand up?" His brows raise, but he follows your lead anyway, standing up as you come even closer to him. You don't utter another word, leaning into him. You press your lips against his and feel all your fears melt away. You're filled with this sense of ease, one that you've never felt before.
Goku, on the other hand, is freaking out. Okay, freaking out is putting it lightly. The poor man is losing his shit, staring at you like a gaping fish. For once, it's his turn to be nervous. He finds himself unable to move. He can't even move his lips to reciprocate your kiss. After only a moment, which felt like an eternity for Goku, you pull away from him. Glancing shyly at the ground. "Was that okay?" You finally gain the courage to glance back up at him.
"Was that okay?" He repeats what you just asked him in disbelief. You assume that was rhetorical. He places a hand on his lips, still feeling your warmth. "Goku, are you---" Before you can even finish your sentence, his lips are on yours. His hands move onto your sides, slowly moving them up and down. The kiss quickly grows from sweet to passionate. He nips on your bottom lip, enticing a moan from you. The noise alone sets something off in him. He grabs your hips before lowly whispering. It almost sounds like a growl. "Jump." You follow his instructions, wrapping your legs around his torso. He pushes you against the wall, knocking over a table in the process. Both of you barely notice the commotion, being too lost in each other's bodies. You feel the cold metal hit your back before Goku's tongue snakes its way into your mouth. He deepens the kiss exploring the entirety of your mouth. He presses his body against yours, and you can feel his hardness.
Before the kiss escalates any further, you pull away for air, finally noticing the damage you've caused. "Oh, shit! Bulma's going to kill us!" Your eyes land on the prototype for Capsule Corp's newest machine. The very same one they're planning on showing off at their convention this weekend. It's a vast improvement from the previous model. You move away from Goku, going closer to the mess you've made. Some of the core parts are still together. That's good. It'll make the repair process much simpler.
"Can you fix it?" You nod, turning away, leaning down to pick up some of the pieces. You gasp, your grip tightening on the parts in your hand as Goku wraps his arms around you, pressing himself against you.
"Goku!" You wine.
"What? You're super smart, so you'll be able to put it back together quick. Besides, like you said, Bulma's not going to be here for hours. We've got time." He presses his lips against your neck, trailing light kisses along your neck.
"Goku. We can't do this now. Work now... play later."
"Please." He whimpers in your ear. Even though you can't see him, you know he's giving you his classic expression, the same one you never seem to be able to refuse. His attention moves back to your neck, moving on from light pecks to nipping at your soft flesh.
You finally give in when he finds that one spot, throwing your head back with a moan. You pull away from him, and before he can voice his displeasure, you slam your lips back onto his.
You lose all sense of time. There's only one thing you can focus on, and that's Goku. You honestly feel kinda stupid. You two could've been together this whole time.
You don't even notice the front door open. "Guys, I was able to get her a little----" She shrieks in glee. But her giddy yell quickly turns into a horrified shriek. "What the hell did you idiots do?" You pull away from each other with identical expressions of alarm. "You two couldn't keep your paws off each other long enough to fix this!"
"We didn't think you'd get here so soon. You usually take a really long time. Like ridiculously long. Seriously, what do you do all day?" You smack Goku upside the head, causing him to yelp in pain. "Heyyy. That hurt." He rubs the back of his head.
"Come on, Y/N. You're helping me fix this." Before you can walk away from Goku, he scoops you up in his arms.
"Bye, Bulma. I need to borrow Y/N for a sec. I promise I'll bring her back to help you later."
"Goku, what the hell?" You yell as he presses a hand to his forehead, teleporting you to his house. The second you arrive in his room, you jump out of his arms. "You know I don't like that!
"Hey, I just got us out of trouble." You could be a bit nicer to me, you know." He pouts
"No! You just avoided it for now!" You place a hand on your hip, shooting him a knowing look. "Have you ever met Bulma? She's going to kill us."
"But now we can be alone. And we were kinda in the middle of something before Bulma came in." He walks closer to you, throwing his arms around your body. You melt into his strong embrace.
"B- but my car." This is bad. You're starting to run out of excuses.
"We'll get it later. Besides, the tires are probably stuck in the snow." He pushes you down onto his bed. Now he's hovering above you. You stare into his eyes as he flashes you his infamous pout. You're so weak when it comes to him.
"I can never say no to you when you look at me like that."
"Ya, I know. That's why I do it all the time." You glare at him. Maybe he isn't as naive as you thought. He leans down, kissing the frown off your face. You can deal with the consequences later. Right now, you just want to focus on Goku. And you have a feeling that he feels the same way about you.
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Hate to love you, love to leave you (Toxic,Yandere Vegeta x Reader)
Author's note: It's a one part long stroy. Smut alert! Enjoy~
It’s been 2 years since I was “together” with Vegeta. Never ever was this thing mentioned between us as a relationship. As eager I was at the beginning, whining about wanting to be his girlfriend as much I didn’t give a fuck anymore.
Oh the amount of time I wanted to leave him so far…kinda like every single day at least once. Then why did I still stay? Good question! A question I couldn’t have answered myself.
-Could you please stop it? -I pinched the bridge of my nose. Vegeta kept clicking his tongue, while checking his phone and it drove me crazy.
-Stop what? - he raised an eyebrow with a total deadpan expression on his face.
-Clicking your freaking tongue -I took a deep breath to be able to keep myself cool.
-Tch… -he pulled a face and rolled his eyes. Oh and kept clicking his tongue.
This is how a simple, normal weekday’s evening looked in the lovely life of ours. After 10 minutes of listening to his tongue I stood up and started to leave the living room.
-Where are you going? -he hissed. He was obsessed that we both needed to be in the same room, when we both were at home. From the beginning he acted like this, but at first I found it sweet that he always wanted to be near me. Well, now…now I would have rather laughed at his childish attitude, if I found it funny. Shame, it wasn’t funny at all.
-Out -I answered with a cold tone, not bothering to look at him at all. Vegeta rushed after me and grabbed my wrist, turning me around.
-Are you about to call one of your dicks, who fuck you when I’m not around? -he hissed in my face.
-Not this shit again. You are insane -I rolled my eyes- How many times do I have to tell you that I’m not cheating on you. Never have and never will. I’m not a cheater for fuck’s sake! -I yelled in anger.
-Every cheater would say that - he pulled a face.
-Fuck you! -I sighed, because it really did hurt that he didn’t believe me. He never believed me…- You know what? -I was blinded by anger and pain- We’re done! -I shrugged his hand off of my wrist and headed to the bedroom. Packing my clothes in the bag I heard him clicking his tongue.
-Are we doing this again? -he rolled his eyes. I lost count on how many times I packed my stuff to leave him.
-For the last time -I sounded cold, which surprised him. Usually I was yelling, screaming, throwing things at him and calling him numerous unholy names. But not this time. I remained calm and it frightened him a lot.
-C’mon baby -he walked next to me, gently grabbing my waist, turning me to face him- Don’t do this. You know you can’t live without me -he smirked arrogantly.
-Well then I’m going to die, because we are over, Vegeta. So please take your hands off of me… - giving him a dead expression, which freaked him out even more.
-My love, please don’t do this -he blinked fast, trying to figure out if I was bluffing or not. I wasn’t though, I was really determined to end this there and then.
-Stop acting like you care -I rolled my eyes, still packing.
Vegeta started to panic, trying to collect his thoughts to figure out something.
-I love you -he spat out the words, which made me freeze in my action. Never ever heard these words from his mouth, not even once -Please don’t leave me, baby -he kept begging.
Lost of words, I’ve been standing still above my bag, almost fully packed. Slowly turning around, seeing the fear in his eyes. Oh how much I was tricked one more time, naive me. I felt terrible, tears were filling up my eyes as I held out my hands to let him hug me tight.
-Please, never leave me, Y/N! I…-he panted-I just can’t live without you!
-Sometimes you are such a freaking asshole -I giggled, hugging him even tighter. The ugly truth was that I was so deeply in love with this man that I didn’t see the toxicity slowly choking me to death.
Vegeta’s hand started to travel down on my back, grabbing my ass hard. As he pressed his lips aggressively against mine, our tongue fighting for dominance. Always I was the one who gave in and let him lead the actions, his pride wouldn’t let it be any other way anyway.
-I’m going to fuck you so hard, you’re going to beg for mercy -he grinned in the kiss.
-I hope you will -I smirked. Not being a liar here, I loved the rough sex we usually had. Sometimes I was wondering about asking him to be gentle, but it wouldn’t be him. Vegeta threw me on the bed next to my bag above the clothes I layed out a bit before. Eager hands ripped my jeans and underwear down, spreading my legs wide open.
-Oh fuck… -I moaned out loud, grabbing Vegeta’s hair as his tongue pleased me in a way only he was able. Sucking on my clit, and fingering my entrance at the same time made my whole body shiver- I’m so close..so close -I cried out after a few minutes.
I gasped, when he suddenly stopped.
-Why did you stop? -I panted heavily.
-You will need to beg me to continue -he smirked at me deviously.
-Are you fucking kidding me? -I clenched my jaw.
-So… -he softly caressed my inner thigh, just even touched my lips between my legs- How bad do you want it?
-Vegeta, please, please -I started to beg. And there he was with his finger and tongue back in my wet pussy. He kept me still while I was riding my orgasm out on his face, pulling me in a deep kiss just after I finished.
A few seconds later I was on my knees on the floor, while Vegeta was standing in front of me, fucking my mouth without mercy. I gagged on his huge, thick cock and he enjoyed it so well. Grabbing my head and thrusted even deeper, when my eyes were tearing up. I loved his dick to be honest, he definitely knew how to use it to pleasure me.
-Get on your stomach! -he commanded me, pulling his hard shaft out of my mouth. As I walked on the bed, one of his hands grabbed my waist, the other hand grabbed the back of my neck, pushing me down hard on the bed, my ass up in the air.
-You are so fucking tight! -he moaned as he slid himself in me- Tell me how much you love my dick!
-I love it a lot, Vegeta! -I breathed heavily, trying to cope with the pleasure he caused me.
He kept pounding me harder and harder, speeding up, his balls slapping against my pussy, sloppy sounds filling the room.
-Who’s your daddy? -he hissed at me, still fucking me hard from behind.
-You are! -I moaned in delusion.
-Good girl! -he smirked arrogantly- I will never let anyone else fuck this tight pussy. It’s mine! -he growled, getting really close to his release.
One more hard thrust and I felt his cock twitching inside me, pulsing, filling me up good. He thrusted twice more, before pulling out, throwing himself next to me, breathing heavily.
-Y/N, I was serious before -he turned to face me, tucking my hair behind my ear- I’m not going to let anyone else to fuck you anymore. You are mine, only mine -he pressed his lips against mine roughly.
-Don’t worry, I’m only yours -I smiled at him, feeling the stupid love spreading in my body.
***
-Vegeta, please hurry! We will be late! -I sighed angrily, waiting for him to finally get ready.
-Like I give a fuck -he rolled his eyes, stepping out of the room. Kinda tight jeans, and shirt he was wearing, which showed his perfectly toned body just well enough. Even looking at him made me drool in an instant.
-Easy, girl. Stop eating me up with those eyes -he teased me.
-I can’t help it, you look fucking hot -I gulped, even thinking about staying home and begging him to fuck me hard. But I took a deep breath, collected myself, so we headed to Bulma’s house as we were invited for a house party.
A lot of people were already inside the house, wasted, having fun, dancing, chatting. I spotted Bulma, so I rushed towards her, Vegeta closely behind me.
-Bulma! -I hugged her tight.
-Y/N! I’m so happy you two could make it. Please drink and eat as you wish. The bar is over there -she pointed in the direction behind me- Have fun, honey! -she kissed my cheek.
From the corner of my eyes I saw Vegeta’s grin, but I acted like I didn’t notice anything. As we were wandering deeper in the crowd, Goku appeared in front of me.
-Y/N! -he picked me up quickly, spinning me around- Girl, I miss you so much! Why can’t we hang out anymore? -he put me down, looking at me sadly.
-We will find some time for that -I smiled at him in guilt.
-No she won’t -Vegeta pulled a face at Goku- She’s not going to hang out with you anymore and if you touch her once again, I’m going to rip those filthy hands of yours off and shove them up in your ass.
-Vegeta, stop! -I widened my eyes-Stop being a dick. Goku is my best friend.
-I don’t care -he shrugged.
-I’m sorry Goku, I’m going to call you, I promise -I smiled at him, sighing deeply.
Vegeta pushed everyone away from me, not letting me have any friends, especially not boys. Goku was my childhood friend, he was my best friend and I missed him terribly, feeling guilty to let Vegeta stand between us, but I loved Vegeta more than anything.
During the night Vegeta disappeared for a while, but I didn’t really mind it. Reaching the bar, noticing Goku and an unknown man chatting and laughing.
-Am I interrupting something? -I asked, smiling at the two men.
-Y/N -Goku grabbed me by my waist, pulling me into his lap- Want to drink anything?
-Please… -I begged, laughing, standing up from his lap.
-By the way I’m C17 -the unknown man stood up from the barstool, stepping close to me.
-Nice to meet you, I’m Y/N -I blushed from head to toe. The ocean blue eyes of this man crawled under my skin within a second.
-It’s my pleasure -he kissed the back of my hand.
-Uhh, be cautious , C17 -Goku laughed out loud- If her boyfriend sees this, he would kill you in an instant. A tiny bit of a maniac he is.
-Goku! -I snapped at him, even though he was totally right.
-Sorry, sorry -he scratched the back of his neck, still laughing.
A few more cocktails later I’ve been still chatting and laughing with the boys and didn’t even realize that Vegeta was nowhere to be found.
-May I have this dance? -C17 held his hand out to me as a pretty slow song popped.
-I don’t think it’s a good idea -I bit my lower lip.
-C’mon, it’s just a dance -he smiled. Oh his smile…how much it mesmerized me immediately.
As I found out he was a great dancer, leading me softly, keeping a bit of a distance as he respected I was taken. It blew my mind to experience such a gentle act against me. Vegeta would have never done this. He wouldn’t have danced with me…like never in this life, nor would have he touched me with such a softness as C17 did.
I almost cried out in agony, when the song ended and we headed back to the bar.
-He would be a better boyfriend than Vegeta could ever be -Goku leaned in and whispered it in my ear.
-Stop it -I pushed him away, shaking my head laughing. But deep down I was considering he might have said the truth.
-There you are! -Vegeta snapped at me, grabbing my arm hard, pulling me away from Goku and C17- What the fuck are you doing with these two? Whoring around?
-Vegeta, please -I gritted my teeth, not wanting to make a scene. But it was already late for that.
-Do you want to fuck my woman, huh? -he clenched his jaw in anger, looking back and forth between the two men.
-Just cool yourself down, man -C17 sighed, rolling his eyes- And I ask you to let her arm go, you grabbed it way too hard.
-Oh, you think so? -he smirked, grabbing my arm even harder, making me cry out in pain.
-Fuck is wrong with you? -I yelled at him, trying to free my arm- It hurts!
-Shut your mouth, woman! -he commanded.
Goku clenched his jaw and fisted his hand and at that moment I knew it was going to be messy. Goku punched Vegeta in the face hard enough to send him flipping over, landing on his back on the floor.
-Stop! -I stepped in front of Goku, taking his hands in mine- I beg you, please -my eyes were tearing up.
-He’s a fucking asshole, Y/N. Why don’t you see it? You deserve better than this piece of shit -he spat on the floor.
***
Heated from the alcohol and his hurted pride the second we arrived home, he attacked me and pushed me in the bedroom. Vegeta was always a dominator, but this time it was even more.
Ripping my dress off and pushing me on the bed, my back facing him. I could have felt he was already rock hard and he didn’t care how I was prepared or not. Vegeta took me in the second he got his clothes down.
-Fucking hell! -I screamed out loud, I wasn’t even wet for God’s sake. Going really rough on me caused me to gritted my teeth.
-Could you be a bit softer, please? You hurt me- I looked back at him above my shoulder, but he was in a totally different universe. Probably didn’t even hear me talking to him, focusing on pounding me as hard as he could.
-VEGETA! -I yelled from the bottom of my lungs, which sobered him a tiny bit.
-What? -he hissed in frustration, still fucking me hard from behind.
-Be more gentle, it hurts -I sighed in discomfort.
Furrowing his brows he nodded slightly, taking back from the speed and the intensity of his thrusts.
He leaned in, grabbing my breast, while keeping to pound my already sore pussy.
-You feel so good, baby…I love your tight pussy around my hard cock -he growled in my ear.
-Keep going Vegeta, I’m almost there -I lied, I wanted it to be over as soon as possible.
My words pushed him on the edge, feeling him close to his climax as well.
-Oh, fuck yes, Bulma! -he screamed, while releasing inside of me.
-WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU SAY? -I pushed him back, causing him to pull out immediately.
-What? No, I did…I did not say anything… -he kept bubbling.
-Did you fucking call me Bulma? You piece of shit! -I turned to face him and slapped him as hard as I was able. The mark of palm drew its line on his cheek.
-I can explain! -he looked panicked.
-Oh really? REALLY? -I was raging- And how do you want to explain that you moan the name of my friend? HUH? -I clenched my jaw, as I was putting the pieces of the puzzle together- Wait a damn minute…Where have you been at the party, when you disappeared?
-What? -he was surprised by my question.
-Where were you?! -I shouted in his face- Let me guess, you’ve been fucking Bulma, right? RIGHT?!
-I’m sorry… -he sighed deeply.
-You are disgusting! -I clenched my jaw- Move! -I pushed him away, heading to the bathroom. I wanted to wash his filthy touches off of my body. Being cleaned I walked out, grabbing some clothes to put on, seeing Vegeta sitting on the edge of our bed.
-Baby, can we talk about it? -he looked at me with softened eyes. I spun on my heels and rushed out of the room without a single word.
-Y/N -Goku opened the door, rubbing his eyelids- Are you okay?
-Can I come in? -tears were running down my face uncontrollably.
-That fucking asshole -Goku clenched his jaw after I told him what has just happened.
-I was so stupid…so so stupid -I hit my forehead with my palm several times- But this time it is over! Please promise me that if I ever want to get back with that prick, you will not let it happen.
-I promise, honey -Goku hugged me tight.
***
6 months later:
Not even a single day passed without Vegeta trying to contact me somehow. I even blocked his number several times, but he immediately got a new one. Calls and texts without an ending. In some of them he is begging me to forgive him, confessing his undying love towards me and in some threatening me to be killed if I keep ignoring him.
It was a simple Tuesday evening, I just got home from work and started to cook dinner, when I heard a knock on my door.
-Who can it be? -I shrugged, heading to the door. My eyes widened seeing Vegeta standing in front of me with a beautiful bouquet in his hands.
-I got this for you -smiling softly at me, handing the flowers.
-What are you doing here? -I rolled my eyes.
-Let’s talk this through, baby. I can’t live without you, please come home. Come home with me -he breathed heavily.
-Vegeta, just leave me alone -I wanted to close the door, but he blocked it with his feet.
-Please, baby! I love you! -he kept bubbling. His eyes popped wide, when he noticed a palm on the door. As I let the door loose, it opened wide.
-She asked you nicely to leave -C17 said with a cold tone- Me on the other hand won’t be so gentle. You have like a second to turn around, before I mop the floor with your filthy face -he clenched his jaw.
-You fucking whore! -Vegeta hissed at me in an instant- We only broke up a few months ago and you are already fucking this faggot.
-Please, go inside the kitchen -C17 smiled at me softly.
The second I disappeared from his sight, he attacked Vegeta, punched and hit him as hard as he could, beating him half unconscious. Vegeta beat him up pretty much as well, but not as near as C17 did to him.
-If you don’t go home right now -C17 gritted between his teeth- you won’t be able to go home anymore. Vegeta could barely stand up, leaning against the wall.
-She’s mine! Never forget that! She will crawl back to me no matter what -he spat some blood on the floor.
-You had your chance, but you fucked up. Let me tell you a secret prick -C17 smirked- if you would have treated her the way she deserved, she would have never left you. Now it’s my chance and oh I can make you sure I’m not going to be an idiot like you! -he laughed, slamming the door on Vegeta.
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May I request a Goku sister reade, where the reader is Goku's half sister they both have the same father but a different mom so he doesn't know her but later on king Kai tells them they need to find her cause she will help them fight since she's strong, so shes half sayian and half another race, her race are very calm and powerful people let's call them (race name) she's really strong and smart also pretty calm :O
Thank you for the request! I'm not sure which arc you wanted this to be so I decided to make it a little earlier on in the series (Near end of SAIYAN SAGA) (and begining of NAMEK SAGA) so the reader still gets to meet goku and gohan pretty young! Hope that's okay!
Siblings (Platonic!) (Goku x Older! Sister! Reader!)
"You said what!?"
Goku suddenly yelled out, not believing the information that was being told before he would be offically wished back to earth to fight the saiyans.
"Yes, believe it or not, you have an older sister. She's incredibly strong."
King kai expected this outburst from him, and responded to it calmly with his hands folded behind his back and looking up at goku like he usually did.
Goku leaned forward and pointed to himself, wanting to make sure king kai was actually reffering to him at the time rather than someone else who just looks like him.
"Not to point out the obvious king kai but- uh- I haven't exactly had the best experiences with family, especially with older siblings."
This seemed to enrage King kai as he frantically moved his arms around in the air as he scolded goku.
"I know that! This ones different though!"
Quickly gaining his composure, King Kai turned away from goku and cleared his throat before he spoke again.
"This woman will benefit you as long as she is on your side. Goku you must find her and let her know you're her sibling."
As series as Goku knew he should've taken all of this, he couldn't help but find it strange that this woman didn't go with raditz to find him and why he had to find her instead.
"Okayyy but, How is she gonna know it's me and I'm not lying to her?"
A vein in King Kai's head popped up, and goku just kept talking despite it being slightly obvious that he was over staying his welcome a little.
"If anything it sounds like you just want me to walk up to her like raditz and expect her to believe me."
"JUST GO FIND HER!"
That yell was enough to finally get him to take a hint and quit talking. It was honestly better for them all if he just waited for his friends to wish him back.
Hopefully by then, and maybe after the fight with the Saiyans things would be cleared up for him.
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'Okay, let's see...(Name)...(Name)...Are you there?'
A familiar strange voice called you from the sky while you were in the middle of gardening.
Unlike your late father and step family, your planet was not only free from alien overlords, but was also left to it's peaceful ways and calm nature.
The only issue was that you weren't able to travel with your father, seven long years you had known him and he still left you to your uncaring mother who was frightened by your strength and sent you away.
You were a monster in her eyes.
It was great that you had a grandmother to care for you, and accept you despite your weird strength and odd appetite, but even she would leave sooner that you would've liked for her to.
"Oh? Hello there strange man from the sky."
You went back to your gardening, this voice was one you had talked to a long time ago.
A near death experience that actually encouraged you to take the more relaxed side of your bloodline rather than the Saiyan side. It was actually a good thing you did that.
It helped to clear you mind, so when you did train you also managed to exceed in areas your father possibly couldnt before he had you, and then dissapered.
"Is there news on my father?"
'I'm sorry. Unfortunately he's dead...he's been dead for years now..'
After the voice told you that, you simply let out a little 'Oh' and turned back to your gardening. While it looked like you weren't effected by it, you were just ignoring how hurt you actually were.
He wasn't the best father, but while he was there he spent time with you. Trained you, and showed you slight kindness when he could manage it.
It hurt you a little to know that he was dead now.
"Well..was it at least painless?"
'I cannot say, but I can tell you that he didn't leave you alone. You have two more brothers, one evil and dead but the other is alive and well!'
This caught your attention, and caused you to glance up at the sky for a quick second.
You were a little angry before you calmed down and grew curious. He left you and made a whole new life, with new children only to die without possibly sparing you another thought.
It made you wonder if he ever cared enough to remember you after he left at all.
"Well, what does he look like? Who is he?"
'His name is goku. He's the spitting image of your father, and he will arrive in five months from now.'
You hummed before giving a verbal response and saying farewell to eachother. While you were pulling the weeds from your garden, the only thing on your mind was everything you just learned.
He was never in love with your mother, that you knew.
Still. You thought he at least grew to think of you as what you were, his daughter. Only to find out he left for years, never came back, and started a new life.
"The spitting image of my father.."
You could feel yourself getting more and more upset as you mumbled and repeated those words from the man in the sly. That sadness mixed with your rage became distracting.
So distracting that you didn't realize your ki had rised, and it started to effect the enviornment around you.
Blowing things out the way, shoving some animals a few feet away from you, throwing little stones around and slightly shifting the purple grass underneath your knees.
"My father.."
"That bastard.."
You randomly reached out and ripped something clean out the ground. It felt too deeply rooted to be a weed so it snapped you out of your rage.
When your vision cleared, you saw that it was not a weed, but it was on of your flowers that you had planted there and taken care of for some months.
You gasped, all your rage subsiding as a horrified look took over your face.
"No! My tulips!"
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(Five Months later)
Five months. It had offically been five months since you've last heard from the man in the sky, and five months that you've been training to meet this younger brother of yours.
Maybe you might be directing your newfound resentment towards your father to the wrong person, but even if it turns out that you don't want to fight him.
It was too late to even have second thoughts about what you were doing because today was the day that he was coming around to your planet and meet you.
As you stood there, hands crossed over your stomach, shoulders relaxed, eyes lowered slightly and watching as the giant spaceship land infront of you.
Slightly burning the grass as the flames at the bottom of the ship got closer to the ground before shutting off as a whole. Then there was a door that opened, and from the corners of the ship, you saw someone with large eyes and spikey black hair.
They peaked down at you from the top of ship, and then they jumped down after yelling something inaudible due to how far away from you they were.
When he landed infront of you, and you got a good look at him you could feel yourself getting upset all over again.
He really was the spitting image of your father.
"Hey! I'm Goku! You must be my sister, right?"
He introduced himself, and pointed at you as he slowly approached.
You were cold to him and stepped back, not changing your stance but you did rise your ki slightly, and it caught him off guard.
"I am."
He paused for a moment, and you thought you had him stuck.
Only for him to extend his arms and wrap them around you, picked you up off the ground and just held you there for a bit.
"Good to meet you!"
He said as he put you down and left you a little stunned.
He looked like your father, but this man acted absolutely nothing like him!
Your father was a cold man. Hardly smiled, held you, hugged you, or even told you he loved and cared for you. Sometime it seemed like he cared for you, but really all you did was train under him.
"Come on! Let's go, we've gotta hurry to Namek!"
"Namek? Why Namek? To destroy it?"
You asked as you followed him inside the large ship, and he turned to look at you with a confused look on his face. It made you think that you said something abnormal.
He was a sayain after all, it was in his nature as far as you knew.
"Huh? No, to save my friends! Actually, you've got a nephew there!"
"A Nephew?"
You questioned as you walked around the spaceship with him, the doors closing behind you, and the lights coming on after it shut and locked.
"Yeah, his name is Gohan, and he's really strong. I'm sure you'll like him!"
He smiled as he talked about his son, and went on to tell you about earth. His human wife, and all his friends. Apparently he even died once and came back.
You would question that logic later.
As he went on to talk about everything, to keep you updated on everything and everyone you'd be meeting, fighting and possibly saving with how rough Namek sounds.
"What about you? King Kai didn't tell me everything about you, so I wanna know!"
You were shocked that he asked, but answered him none the less.
You told it just how Goku told his, from the start to the very end. Not every last detail, but you told him enough so he had an idea as to what you might've went through.
After you finished, he was sympathetic, and even apologized. It caught you off guard and made you look at him odd. He was frowing and his eyebrows were furrowed.
Goku wasn't rude at all, actually now that you were talking to him it seemed like your feelings of resentment, anger, and sadness completely dissapered.
He man that stood before you was absoluetly nothing like your father
You started laughing, and he looked at you as you continued to laugh. It wasn't until he asked you if something he said was funny that you finally stopped long enough to answer.
"You may look like our father, but you're nothing like him."
"Is..that a good thing?"
"It's a great thing Goku. If anything, that raditz fellow is more like our father than you."
"Oh thats good! Also- Not good- was our dad evil?"
Sorry for the long wait!
#goku#dbz x reader#dbz fanfiction#dragon ball z x reader#x y/n#platonic love#sister brother#pls do not read this and think romace#anime#x reader#dragon ball z#goku x reader
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.Chow Down.
Goku and his friend have a playful chat while they share a meal together at a restaurant.
Rated. G.
"How much do I eat per day?" Goku asked Jessie as the nurse leaned over the table and looked him in the eyes.
Jessie raised an eyebrow at Goku's question, a small smile on her lips. She knew his legendary appetite all too well.
"Well, Goku," she replied, "that depends. Are we discussing a normal training day or a fight against a planet-eating tyrant?"
"Fight, of course! You have to be strong enough to protect everyone!" Goku grinned, his eyes lighting up.
Goku picked up his 6th bowl of rice and tempura. The waiter, well-acquainted with Goku's bottomless stomach, simply chuckled and continued on his rounds.
Jessie looked down at her plate. She was halfway through it and almost all the rich and hearty curry she had ordered.
"I say…I eat a couple thousand of what do you call them…?"
"Calories?" Jessie finished his sentence.
"Yes, those!" Goku agreed, placing his empty bowl onto the table with a resounding thud that made Jessie jump slightly. The sound seemed to echo a silent challenge, a testament to the bottomless pit in Goku's stomach.
"Well," Jessie began, wiping a stray bead of sweat from her brow (brought on more by Goku's appetite than the room's temperature), "during a fight, especially against a planet-eating tyrant, we're talking… a lot of calories, Goku. Like, enough to feed a small village."
"Really? Hey…are ya gonna finish that?" Goku asked, pointing at Jessie's food.
"It's not going to happen, space boy!" Jessie grins, picks up the plate, and scrapes the food down her gullet.
"And everyone says I have a big appetite." Goku laughs.
Goku's laugh boomed through the restaurant, momentarily silencing the clatter of dishes and lively chatter. Jessie, caught off guard by his unexpected question, choked on a mouthful of curry. Her eyes watered as she coughed, clutching her throat.
"Wat-ter…" she whispered, her face turning purple
Alarmed, Goku leaped from his chair, his playful grin replaced with a look of pure panic.
"Whoa, Jessie, are you okay?!" he boomed, his voice a thunderclap in the suddenly quiet restaurant.
Before she could even gasp for air, a glass of water materialized in his instant transmission-fueled hand, seemingly out of thin air.
"Here!" Goku exclaimed, extending the glass towards her with surprising gentleness.
Jessie finally coughed up the offending curry and sputtered for a breath. Wiping her eyes with the back of her hand, she looked up at Goku, his worried expression contrasting with his usual carefree demeanor.
"Thanks, Goku," she rasped, gratefully taking the glass. That was a close one. I shouldn't compete with a Saiyan appetite, even a tiny bit. She took a large gulp of water, her voice returning to normal.
"Jessie…Are you human?" Goku tilted his head as he picked up his large bowl of ramen.
"Uh…yeah. I'm sure. Positive."
"Okay, if you say so." Goku decided not to pry.
A flicker of surprise crossed Jessie's face, but she quickly schooled it into a gentle smile.
"Of course I am, Goku," she assured him. "Why would you think otherwise?" Her voice held a hint of amusement, though a concern lingered in her eyes.
"Because you finished that curry faster than I could." Goku blinks.
Jessie chuckled a warm sound that put Goku slightly at ease.
"Ah, that explains it," she said, wiping a stray tear from her eye – a delayed reaction from the near-choking incident. "Saiyans must have much stronger digestive systems than humans. That curry was delicious but incredibly rich."
"Strong digestive system, huh?" Goku repeated, slurping down another mouthful of ramen. That makes sense. It must be why I can eat so much."
He puffed out his chest proudly, then tilted his head, a thoughtful expression replacing his usual grin.
"But wait a minute," he said, his voice dropping to a whisper, "if you're human, and humans don't eat nearly as much as Saiyans, then how did you…" He trailed off, gesturing towards her empty plate with his chopsticks.
Jessie raised an eyebrow playfully.
"So observant, Goku! But don't worry, I have a secret weapon – a human's secret weapon." She winked.
Goku's eyes widened with curiosity. "A secret weapon? What is it?"
Leaning in conspiratorially, Jessie lowered her voice.
"It's called portion control, Goku. Humans may be unable to out-eat a Super Saiyan, but we've learned to be efficient with fuel intake." She gestured towards his mountain of empty bowls. "See the difference? You, my friend, define 'all power, no control' regarding food."
A sheepish grin spread across Goku's face.
"Heh, maybe you're right," he conceded, rubbing the back of his head. "But hey, at least I have the energy to fight off those planet-eaters, right?"
Jessie laughed.
"Right you are, Goku. That's what truly matters. Though," she added with a playful jab, "maybe order a slightly smaller portion next time. You wouldn't want to scare away all the customers with your bottomless pit routine."
Goku's grin widened.
"Maybe not. But hey, at least you know where to find the hungriest Saiyan on Earth if you ever need help protecting it!"
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Goku x Vegeta fics recs
I've been reading a lot of fanfics recently and I wanted to share some of my fave ones so far. All of them are explicit so read at your own discretion.
HEIST by Herpb4uderp
"Stealing the Dragon Balls is no easy task. Neither is catching the criminals responsible. For Vegeta and Goku, becoming roommates just got a little more… complicated."
A no-powers-AU where Vegeta is a thief and finds a new roommate... Who happens to be a cop. A complete fic that is honeslty so so good, I think it's my fave.
SWITCH! by Herpb4uderp
"Goku and Vegeta are struggling to train together and get along, but lately it seems worse than usual. Whis thinks he has the perfect solution to their miscommunication, which, unfortunately for Goku and Vegeta, results in a very long mile in more than just each other's shoes."
I loooove body swap stories and this one is so well written. Basicaly just go check this author's fanfics, their characterization is sooo on point.
CONTAMINATION by Cosmicmewtwo
"While training in the far reaches of space, Goku and Vegeta discover something alien beyond their understanding."
A space horror story that got me goosebumps, seriously.
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Happy Saiyan day! I’m here with another DBZ fanfic to celebrate our favorite boys! This one is a Goku x reader, once again where the reader’s gender isn’t specified so you can put yourself right into the story!
I’ve never written a Goku x reader before because I don’t FO him, but I hope you guys like it nonetheless! The Vegeta one is already up on my blog as well. Enjoy! :)
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Saiyan Day • Goku x Reader • 1,173 Words
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“I still don’t get it, can you explain it one more time?” Goku asked, scratching behind his head and laughing awkwardly. You wanted to face palm at the idea of him not understanding it after four explanations, but simply laughed instead. He wasn’t the sharpest tool in the shed, but he was a sweetheart and had his ‘smart’ moments (sometimes).
“Okay, today is March 18th,” you started again, taking his hands in yours and running your thumbs across the tops of his. You stared up at him, dressed in your favorite casual clothes while he stood in that bright orange gi of his. At times it felt like it was the only piece of clothing he owned, but you had to admit he looked good in it.
“Yeah yeah yeah I got that part!” He huffed, squeezing your hands softly. “It’s the rest of it I don’t get!”
“Okay well, if you shorten it, it kind of sounds like ‘saiyan’ in Japanese.”
Goku narrowed his eyes at that, removing his hand from yours to rub at his chin. “Yeah, but why is that important?”
Now you were laughing again, “you’re a saiyan, Goku.”
Now he was laughing with you as he smacked his hand to his forehead. “Oh yeah! I guess I am, aren’t I?”
“Yes you are you goofball.”
“But I still don’t get one thing,” he replied, looking around as the two of you walked through a park in west city. The sun was still rising, and the weather was nice during the springtime. Not too hot, not too cold, the grass was green and flowers were starting to blossom. There wasn’t many clouds in the sky, and the leaves on the trees made beautiful sounds when the wind brushed through them.
“What would that be?” You asked, intertwining your fingers with his and beginning to continue your walk down the trail.
“Why are we celebrating it?”
“Well,” you said, kicking a pebble with your foot and watching as it tumbled over the dirt trail, “we don’t know when your birthday is. So… I figured that we could have a little celebration for you today instead.”
“Oh! I guess that makes sense then!” Goku smiled again, his spiky black hair swaying a bit in the breeze. A few leaves tumbled down from the trees around you and got caught in his hair, which he quickly swatted away. “What about Vegeta and Broly? They’re saiyans too!”
You rolled your eyes as you smirked, “yeah, but you’re my partner. It’s different.”
“Well they should have celebrations too!” He huffed, puffing out his cheeks and pouting a bit.
“And they can! But today is for you, Goku,” you kissed the top of his hand gently, causing him to blush a bit as he watched you. “You do so much for so many people; you’re the Earth’s savior! You deserve to have a day dedicated to you for once.”
“Yeah, but I like defending the Earth!” Gods his smile was infectious. How was he always so upbeat like this? So carefree? He pulled his hand away as he punched his fist into his open palm, “I get to fight tons of powerful guys because of it! And we’ve made so many new friends too!”
“I know you like fighting, but you like eating and seeing your friends too,” you giggled, poking his side.
He gasped at that, covering his mouth slightly. “No way! Are we going to get food somewhere?”
You shook your head as you smiled, “that’s my Goku. Always thinking with his stomach.” You poked him again and he giggled, swatting your hand away from his orange gi.
“Stop it, that tickles!”
As you made your way through the trees of the park you paused as you reached a bench. “Hey Goku?”
“Yeah?” He asked, head swiveling so his eyes could meet yours.
“I’m gonna blindfold you for a bit, is that okay?”
“Sure! I mean, I trust you with my life! A blindfold isn’t a big deal!”
You quickly pulled out a piece of fabric as Goku sat on the bench. You stepped behind him, wrapping the fabric around his eyes and tying it behind his head gently. “There. Is that uncomfortable at all?”
“Nope! It’s perfect!” He grinned. “Just like you!”
You could feel your cheeks heat up at that but didn’t comment anything else. You placed a quick kiss on his cheek as he blushed. “Was that why I had to wear the blindfold?”
“No, I have something else planned. Come on we’re almost there.” You took his hand in yours again as he stood. You lead him carefully through the rest of the trail, making sure to knock any larger rocks or branches out of the way so the taller saiyan wouldn’t trip on anything; he was clumsy enough without the blindfold, he didn’t need any added obstacles when he couldn’t see.
“I love you.” He said randomly, causing you to freeze as he crashed into you, making you to fall forward a bit. “Woah! Hey are you okay?”
You brushed yourself off and laughed, standing back up as he lifted up his blindfold to check on you. “I’m fine. I love you too, Goku, but now you ruined the surprise!”
“What surprise? I- WOAH!” He exclaimed, pulling the blindfold off entirely and glancing around the clearing laid out before him. There was a few picnic tables set up with snacks and a few gifts, a portable grill lit not too far away. Sitting at the table or standing around it were Goku’s friends, all of which were sharing laughs and turned to see Goku when he yelled.
“Goku!” Krillin exclaimed, running up to the two of you and tackle-hugging his best friend. “Long time no see man!”
“Woah Krillin!” Goku grinned back, lifting his shorter best buddy off the ground. “It’s good to see you too!”
“Happy Saiyan day, Goku,” Eighteen smiled, giving a quick nod in his direction before sipping on a beer.
“Yeah! Next time don’t wait til your partner calls us all to hang out!” Bulma yelled from her spot next to Vegeta. “You shouldn’t be training so much!”
“He doesn’t train enough,” Vegeta grunted. He glanced at you, not saying anything to Goku about why he was there. You were surprised he had even shown up.
Piccolo and Roshi waved as well, and Krillin walked back over to the group to finish telling Yamcha his story. Goku looked at you and flashed that smile of his, bending down a bit to kiss your forehead. “Thanks for all of this. I love you so, so much. I can’t believe you’d do all this for me!”
You quickly kissed him on the lips and hugged him tightly, his body tensing up as a shiver ran down his spine. “I love you too, Goku. You deserve all of it and so much more.” With that the party started with a bang, and you were happy to show your love just how much he meant to not only you, but the rest of your friends as well. Saiyan day would make a great tradition for the years to come.
#dbz#goku#kakarot#Goku x reader#dbz x reader#dragon ball z#dbz fanfiction#fanfiction#saiyan#saiyan day#Kakarot x reader#dbz self insert
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Goku: I love you, Raditz. You're the best big brother I've ever had.
Raditz: Kill yourself.
Goku: Shit. Fuck you, too.
#I wish Raditz wasn't evil bruh. I crave brothers bonding#Ah well. At least we have fanfiction#dragon ball#dragon ball z#son goku#kakarot#raditz
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My new fic is up! DBZ one-shot!
One of the most iconic moments in DBZ is the final fight between Gohan and Cell.
But what if Gohan failed? What if that Kamehameha wasn't enough to finish off his greatest adversary? Who would be able to challenge such an insurmountable foe?
This is a story that revels in that "what if" scenario by giving the other characters a chance to finally shine in a way the canon never allowed them to. It lets them grow into the roles they deserved, rather than fade into obscurity. No new powers, just a chance for them to be their own heroes, just like they used to be.
Please enjoy reading as they squash the bug.
#Definitely didn't stay up until 4am to write and post this passion project. Nope.#Dragon Ball#Dragon Ball Z#Cell#Vegeta#Yamcha#Gohan#DBZ#dbz fanfiction#Fanfiction#Fanfic#Son Goku
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I thought I'd share this epic piece that was commissioned by KeynoriamaArt on deviant art in collaboration with @sometimeshector on twitter.
This is based off my wip fanfic Son Gohan The Destroyer https://archiveofourown.org/works/26747353/chapters/65252929 which I will shamlessly plug.
In this story, Gohan becomes a trainee God of Destruction after dying at the Cell Games (taking Cell to the grave with him though, thank you very much!). Whis plucks his soul from its journey to the Otherworld as he realises Gohan's potential. After an ultimatum, Gohan accepts to be trained by Whis, along with other hopefuls for the role of Junior Destroyer.
I know some may think, but wait, Gohan wouldn't become a Destroyer - would he? Well, Gohan is a person who fights for the greater good, so Whis does manage to win him over here. He becomes Lord Beerus' apprentice, but not in the way you might think this story would play out.
Theres a lot of twists and turns, along with an ancient evil trying to stake his claim on the multiverse. Of course, Gohan is the only one who can stand between this menace and his goal.
This particular piece takes place in the early 20s chapters. After Gohan reveals himself to Goku and his friends back on Earth. Goku - of course - challenges Gohan to a friendly spar. But at this point Goku does not know that his son is a Destroyer! THE DRAMA!
I love this piece its so beautiful. Along with long hair Gohan. He is 19 years old here - kids have the chance to grow up in the Otherworld in my fic.
Please enjoy :)
#son gohan#dragon ball z#dbz fanfiction#gohan#dbz fandom#dragonball#dragon ball#dbz fanart#dbz#god of destruction#destroyer#gohan is a god of destuction#but not how you might think#best boy gohan#long hair gohan#strong gohan#CHAD han#gohan is a destroyer but is emotional#sad goku vibes#gohan is still a marshmallow
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Challenge
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PAIRING: Vegeta/AFAB!Reader/Goku
RATING: Explicit
CONTENTS: Established relationship, Explicit Sexual Content.
WARNINGS: Threesome (F/M/M), Double penetration in one hole.
WORDCOUNT: 891
Summary:
It had been a ridiculous challenge when Vegeta basically made fun of you for being too scared to do it, and of course, being as hot headed (and dumb) as you were, you accepted it.
Notes:
For kinktober! This was fun to write lmao I gotta write more threesomes with these two!
Day 16: Double penetration in one hole
Breathe in. Breathe out.
Your brain instructed you to slowly take air in through your nose and out of your mouth as you got used to having both Goku and Vegeta’s cocks inside. At the same time. In your pussy.
It had been a ridiculous challenge when Vegeta basically made fun of you for being too scared to do it, and of course, being as hot headed (and dumb) as you were, you accepted it. Goku tried to ease the tension between the two of you at the time, but the minute you said yes, he seemed thrilled about it as well. He’s a man after all.
The foreplay had been extensive and thorough, but even then, it felt like you were being split open. Straddling Vegeta’s hips as he laid on the bed with your hands on his chest, he bored holes right through you with his intense gaze, and you tried your best not to actually look at him; you knew he must have looked smug as fuck. Goku was behind you, hips pressed flush to your ass, holding your waist with a vice grip as he peppered kisses on your shoulders, trying to loosen the tension in your muscles.
His fingers digging into your flesh were not helping, however.
“You’re hurting me, Goku.” You murmured quietly, and he immediately let go.
Under any other circumstance, you wouldn’t mind the bruising, but he was actually gripping you so tightly he might as well be puncturing you with a drill.
“Sorry, sorry,” Goku replied, nuzzling the back of your neck, hands now stroking your sides soothingly. “You’re just so tight…”
“Well of course I’m tight, the two of you are inside me!” You said through gritted teeth. “I should have taken more yoga classes…”
Vegeta chuckled, squeezing your thighs, either in reassurance or to make fun of you. Probably the latter.
“Giving up already?” He mocked you, and the moment you glared at him, you noticed that stupid grin of his that made your blood boil.
“Of course I’m not! I just need a minute to get used to this!” You practically yelled, impulsively clenching your muscles around both of their cocks, and making them groan.
You huffed. It was going to be a while until you could actually move.
It wasn’t even that it didn’t feel good, but it was too much, the stretch made you instantly sore, and if both of your incredibly strong alien boyfriends decided to move, you were afraid they might split you in half. Luckily the dragon balls existed for a reason, even if the wish was going to be a little hard to explain.
“Fuck,” You heard Goku pant desperately against your shoulder. “I can’t- I need to move.”
You got chills up your spine before you could even comprehend his words, and his hips promptly jerked against you, burying his cock even deeper inside you. Yelping, you braced yourself with your hands on Vegeta’s shoulders, closing your eyes just as you heard a low growl rumble from the depth of his chest.
“Kakarot! What are you doing?!”
“I can’t wait!” Goku gasped like a wounded animal, wrapping his arms around your waist to keep you in place. “It-it feels really good!”
Vegeta’s hips snapped upwards, obviously stimulated by Goku’s own movements, and you were too far gone and tense to ask them to wait a little longer.
They both lost themselves inside you, and if it wasn’t for Goku holding you in place, you would have already collapsed on top of Vegeta due to the sheer force of their thrusts. Their cocks slid in and out at such a sudden, harsh pace, you couldn’t even utter a single word, small whimpers leaving your lips as they basically made use of you as if you were only a toy.
The thought alone sparked something in you, and while it still felt like too much, like you may die if they kept going, you might as well die if they didn’t. Pain and pleasure mixed together seamlessly and heat rapidly bloomed in your abdomen the more their dicks moved in and out of your entrance.
You weren’t expecting the sudden snap in their hips as they came together, almost simultaneously. Goku grunted into your neck, holding you flush against his chest as he spilled his load, followed closely by Vegeta, who growled animalistically as he jerked upwards, digging his fingers into the skin of your hips, filling you with his own cum.
Your mouth hung open as you regained consciousness, the warmth in your tummy fading away quickly.
“You both came without me?!” You hollered, in disbelief. “I would have dated boring human men if I knew you’d both do this to me!”
“I’m sorry, honey.” Goku whispered sweetly against your ear.
“You know we’ll be ready to fuck you in just a second, don’t you, woman?” Vegeta asked, panting but sporting a smirk.
You huffed, rolling your eyes.
You knew he wasn’t bluffing, yet it still surprised you when they began moving once more, a steady pace this time. They have gotten their fun first, they better be taking your own pleasure in mind this time. They slowly picked up their rhythm, their cocks sliding in and out in sync, and that familiar heat in your tummy grew once more, making you moan.
#dbz imagine#dbz fics#dbz fanfiction#vegeta x you#vegeta x reader#goku x reader#goku x you#dbz#my writing#kinktober 2023#kinktober#k2023
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