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klaudia96art · 2 months
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My perfection.. 😅💕
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demonicshallot · 1 year
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Mastered Ultra Instinct Titano (OC Saiyan owned by @titanoyama.arts)
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angelofalls · 2 days
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A bunch of MS Paint doodles from the other day. (I needed to feel "tool limited" to truly draw without a care, it was so much fun!)
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rickardt · 2 months
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Rest in Peace, Akira Toriyama. While your works live on, your light and creativity will be missed.
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peridoxikal-redux · 5 months
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I'm sick rn so I tried out making an oc based on @bahnloopi 's Sento Saiyans to distract myself...but it turned into 3 ocs.
They're supposed to be based on the Six-Eared Macaque, so theyre a little sibling trio of tricksters.
Senpa is the eldest and the leader. She likes mixing random liquids together and hoping they do something like turning someone bald.
Mus is the youngest and a gentle giant of sorts. His pranks mostly sort of consist of him making you look at something that isn't there, but he thinks he's just as good as Senpa.
Kalui is the middle sibling and despite how she looks, is the most destructive. An agent of chaos. Her pranks almost always have property damage or medical attention for victims involved.
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chickenoptyrx · 7 months
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3am doodle turned into a sento saiyan. Cause they're neat. Was also playing w a different pen than I normally use
Sentos are a concept @bahnloopi came up with- you can read more about em in this post along w others on their blog
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muses-of-the-memory · 3 months
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Zizzi was in her apartment. Baking some cookies at the moment as she was leaning against the counter at the moment. Looking at her scouter for a little bit.
Xeno Trunks was finishing up with his duty with Chronoa, the Supreme Kai of Time and he smelled cookies. He then comes to Zizzi's apartment in Conton City.
"Hey there, Zizzi." Trunks greeted. "You making cookies?"
@bluemajingirl
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artbybai · 2 months
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I’m Just Saiyan, Kohi…
OC x Canon ship of my OC Kohi & Raditz 🥰
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furipasart · 6 months
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Speaking of Neira, here she is! A Therapie that works as the Aromatherapy Item Merchant/shop-keeper! As a Therapie, she is very soft spoken and calm! She and my boy Sabo (another Sento Saiyan) often have sessions together or just hang out! For more understanding of the Sento Saiyans, please go to @bahnloopi! She is the original creator of this saiyan variant!
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saraji · 2 months
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Sometimes my friends ask if i simp for Vegeta since they know i love Dragon Ball like bitch no i be like "no, but i simp for his son"
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wishballs · 1 year
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When the angry baby doesn't like visitors
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He bit twice😵
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klaudia96art · 6 months
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Laura and cell doodle 2023 😉
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secretsofdbz · 4 months
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So I need to update some art stuff and gifts and little commissions and fic content here!!
In terms of AUs, when fem!Trunks will eventually be able to travel the worlds, she's gonna meet Mimu's Shapu for some cuteness!! Thanks to her and ArtDawg for this version of happy, comfortable and not-hiding fem!Trunks (+ gf material🥰). She'll get there!!
Sento Saiyans are a Saiyan variant imagined by @bahnloopi <3
ArtDawg and Mimu can both be found on twitter. Here's the mirror tweet.
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buggymanyeah · 1 month
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Me and my friends DBZ ocs :)
I could talk about janggu all day.. but basically she was a namekian brought up on earth (much like piccolo) but she was raised in a city by adoptive parents, she grew up like a human and was even convinced she was just a human with a weird skin condition- this she is shy about the parts of her that is not considered beautiful by earth standards, like her lack of hair and that she dosent have feminine biology, so she dresses very feminine and insists on always covering her chest despite the fact that nothing is there ^^
She grew up eating and drinking junk that humans eat and never trained so she never developed into peak namekian form so she dosent have very pronounced muscles and isn't very strong, this is also why she is so short. (I imagined she hit the gym super hard only doing squats and stuff to make her legs more shapely just to help her body dysmorphia :( but never wanted to do arm work outs bc she didn't wanna be bulky)
Anyways rant over sorry 😶✌️
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miss-plum · 5 months
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Ava was on her way to the medical bay, yet again.  
She strode towards the pod rooms with heavy steps and a frown on her face. The few passing medics scattered away nervously - none of them would have dared to approach or question her presence in the critical care unit. Ava was upper class elite after all and hierarchy isn’t questioned, at least that's how it was in the Capitol. 
She reached her destination at the end of a narrow hallway – a room void of personnel and empty except for a few steadily beeping devices and a large medical pod. In it, surrounded by a cloud of silver hair and completely still, the source of her turmoil. That damn machine. 
Ava sighted and a moment later her tail unwrapped from her waist, twitching in agitation. Why she wasted so much time watching this bothersome creature floating in a tank, she did not know – but she kept coming back.  
It was unconscious, has been for almost two weeks, cables of all colors and sizes protruding from its body. 
Roughly a month ago the AI prototype that had been running the first aid station simply shut down. Nothing the distraught engineers did, could make it open its eyes and operate. They opened it up, checked its circuits, took it apart and put it back together. In a last attempt to recover it, they did a memory backup, rebooted the system and put it in a healing pot, hoping for the best. 
Ava doubted it. After 13 days without showing any activity or sign of life, it was unlikely the android would operate again. It took a huge investment to finance the planet’s AI program, just for its pièce de résistance to stop moving. What a waste of time and money. 
But she could not deny that there was a certain fascination to it. No, to her. 
Ap was so similar to Ava and yet so entirely foreign. Instead of Ava’s impressive physique and muscular frame, she was small and delicate. Instead of the thick black hair that every full blooded saiyan spotted, her hair and the fur of her tail was a bright silver color.  
“Not too different to make humanoids uncomfortable, but different enough to identify us as artificial.”  
is what she said back when they first met, with a timid but warmhearted smile on her face. 
Ava wondered if Ap’s hair was as stubborn and rough as hers or if it was as soft and silky as it looked. She caught herself wishing she could touch it - just for a second. 
The android had been shy and reluctant at first but quickly warmed up and started pestering her whenever she’d come to the medical bay during the past two months. Ava was not very good at small talk neither did she like unnecessary banter, yet Ap drilled her with questions about herself. 
She tried to appear unapproachable and intimidating to discourage the android – which usually came easy and did not require much effort with other sentient lifeforms, but the artificial nuisance was persistent. 
Her eerily blue eyes focused on Ava, she didn’t rest until her questions were answered. And while the attention was initially unwanted, Ava couldn’t help but feel a little flustered by Ap’s interest. 
Until she reminded herself of the fact that as much as she appeared like a woman, she was a machine and built to collect as much knowledge about her surroundings as possible. It was just easy to forget when the person in front of Ava looked at her with so much warmth and admiration.  
//The programming on these things is so authentic, it fooled me for a moment...//  she thought bitterly.  
Still the fact that she will likely never feel that warmth and hear her that soft voice again – artificial or not – upset her. Damn these engineers for making her mourn an inanimate object without a soul. 
Furious, her tail lashed out and smacked a container filled with aquamarine fluid against a wall, where it burst and spread all over the floor.  
Yes, anger was good. Being angry was easier than being upset, more powerful. She forced herself to deeply breathe in and out, until she felt like she was in control again, then slowly put her hand against the cool surface of the pod. 
The moment Ava touched its glass, the android’s eyes fluttered open and stared right at her with a fierce intensity. Too dumbfounded to react in her usual cool and calculated manner, she stared right back, mouth agape. 
Ap’s eyes wandered from Ava’s face to her hand and her expression softened and lost its intensity as if she remembered where and who she was. Slowly she raised her own hand towards Ava’s and pressed it against the glass, as if to touch her. 
They gazed at each other for what felt like an eternity, until Ap gave her that familiar gentle smile that made Ava want to smash the protective glass of the pod and wrap her arms around the smaller woman. The impulsive need to embrace the android broke the spell.  
Blinking she detached herself from the surface and wrapped her tail back around her waist before it’s involuntary movement could give away her feelings.  
The android opened her mouth in complaint, taking on a hurt expression, but all she could produce were bubbles that slowly rose to the ceiling of the pod. 
Bewildered, Ava turned around and left the critical care unit without looking back. She was embarrassed about this moment of weakness caused not by a woman made of flesh and blood, but a thing constructed of steel, refrigerant and circuits. She was mad at herself, at the android, at the engineers – mad at the entire planet for making a fool out of her. But at the same time relief washed over her.  
Ap was back and she seemed to remember her. A cautious smile played on her lips - it seemed like she had to endure this unsolicited friendship for a little while longer. 
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eddiezhere · 5 months
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MY DBZ OC LOTTUS :)
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This is lore art btw so it’s probably confusing
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