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The Chestnuts 💛

Drawn by つぶ. Their twitter is @tsubu_918 

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Observations - A K18 Short Story

A/N: To celebrate this blog turning three years old, I wanted to revisit an old Krillin & Eighteen story I had written some time ago and publish it here on my Tumblr with some minor improvements. If you would like to read it, I sincerely hope you enjoy it. Feedback is much appreciated! 

K18 Forever ❤️

The serene ocean tide crawled ever closer towards Eighteen as she patiently roamed through the latest issue of her favourite weekly fashion magazine. Enjoying her mid-morning reading session, she mentally noted what items of clothing she pined to purchase and which ones she wished she could erase from existence.

“Seriously, who would want to be seen in that?" She vented to herself, squinting her eyes in disdain at the eccentric patterns on the outfit.

She flicked over to the next page, carefully readjusting her sunglasses. Well, they weren't exactly her sunglasses. She had successfully snuck them out of Krillin's bedroom while he was resting. It was a good thing that he was such a heavy sleeper, as well as being extremely generous with his belongings.

Little did Eighteen know that Krillin had awoken from his deep slumber and was now standing by the porch of Kame House. He took a deep breath, filling his lungs with the refreshing summer air before deflating his chest back to normal size. A content smile gradually etched itself across his dry lips; Krillin's infatuated eyes admiringly mused over Eighteen.

Sitting alone by the ocean's edge, she appeared as angelic as ever. Her face emitted a unique elegance unrivalled by any other. Krillin attentively observed Eighteen's subtle body language; her relaxed posture was a rare, yet pleasant sight. He decided to make his presence known, promptly advancing towards the shoreline.

The sound of Krillin's muted footsteps instantly caught Eighteen’s attention. Choosing to cast her magazine aside, Eighteen flicked her sunglasses to the bridge of her nose, fervently chewing on her bottom lip; he looked as fine as ever.

Despite his initial protests, she was so glad that Krillin acquiesced to her relentless insistence that he should grow out his jet black hair. Better yet, since the summer weather had come around, sightings of him without a top were becoming more and more frequent, permitting herself to gaze upon his well-toned muscles in all their splendour.

Sadly for Eighteen, Krillin had clothed himself this morning with a t-shirt that she had bought for him on their most recent trip to the mainland. Regardless of whether her little monk was topless or not, she didn't care what anyone said or thought about his appearance. To her, Krillin was simply stunning.

"Finally decided to get out of bed, uh?" Eighteen cordially greeted Krillin as he rooted himself on her left side. He retaliated swiftly with a kiss on her warm cheek.

“Well, you know me. If I ever get the chance to have a lay-in, I'll take it." He assuredly replied, spotting that his sunglasses were loosely hanging off of Eighteen's ears, "I see you've stolen my sunglasses again.”

"Hey!" Eighteen asserted, raising her arms in defence, "I didn't steal your sunglasses. I'm just borrowing them.”

"I ain't complaining." He then proceeded to straighten his sunglasses up for her, before adding, "You actually look kinda cute with them on.”

Without saying a word, Eighteen showed her appreciation of Krillin's kind comment with a habitual gesture. A gesture he didn't see all too often. But when he did, it meant the world to him.

"I've noticed you do that from time-to-time.”

"Do what?" She tentatively asked, feeling as if she had suddenly entered a "deer in the headlights" type situation.

"Don't worry. It's nothing bad." Krillin reassured her with a warm timbre in his voice, "I've just noticed that whenever I give you a compliment or if you see something you like, you have this tendency to needlessly brush your hair aside.”

Eighteen eyes immediately darted up to where her right hand was currently placed. It was exactly as Krillin described. She instantly felt the soft blonde tangles that ran between her fingers. In an effort to combat her self-consciousness, she instinctually moved her hand unto her lap.

"Have you seriously never noticed?" He enquired, watching Eighteen's face grow slightly perplexed.

"Not really, no. But if it's weird, I'll stop.”

"Weird?" Krillin answered calmly, pulling his knees up to his chest, "Take it from me. That hair thing you do is far from weird. It's just a quirky habit you have. That's all.”

“Habit?"

"Yeah. Everyone has them." Krillin added, lifting his eyes to the cloudless blue sky above him.

At that split-second, Eighteen's concerns morphed into curiosity. Now that she gave it some consideration, Krillin did have some fairly odd traits of his own. Realising this, Eighteen violently crashed her hands together with excitement. The resounding clash of her hands drew Krillin's eyes away from the empty sky and unto a far more captivating sight.

"You know, you sometimes start to laugh nervously when I stare at you." Eighteen astutely remarked.

Shaking his head from side-to-side, Krillin firmly disagreed with a great amount of confidence, "Erm- I believe you're imagining things because I'm pretty sure I've never done that before, babe." His confidence, however, was misplaced.

Eighteen silently folded the arms of Krillin's sunglasses, delicately resting them on top of her magazine.

"W-what are you doing?" His query reeked with diffidence.

Eighteen purposefully ignored him, electing to silently close the gap between them instead. Krillin dared not move, especially since Eighteen developed a kittenesque sheen in her eyes. She fearlessly pounced on him; Krillin willingly collapsed unto his back. The space between them was now non-existent. What quickly followed was inevitable.

"Ahh, damn it." He humbly admitted, "I guess you're right.”

"See," Eighteen gloated with raised eyebrows. She remained on top of him, resuming her point with a velvety inflexion, "and I think you laugh because you don't know what else to do when I have my eyes set on you.”

Krillin could provide no reply as strands of Eighteen's hair lightly tickled his besotted face. Her strong emphasis on the word, 'you' drew forth another excitable chuckle. Now that she had brought it to his attention, he couldn't stop himself. Nor did he want to.

Satisfied by the result, Eighteen distanced their proximity, if only by the smallest of margins. This gifted Krillin the chance to not only wipe off the soft sand from his back but also reveal another fascinating observation he made about Eighteen.

"Here's a good one!" Krillin's child-like enthusiasm gripped Eighteen, staring back him with a sense of anticipation, "You always make sure that the TV or radio volume is set at an even number.”

"You're kidding, right?" Eighteen answered him with a doubtful snicker.

"I am 100% serious. There have been times where I have deliberately set the volume at 19 and then I catch you changing it to 20 or 22-“

"Or 18?" She noted with a sense of irony.

“Exactly!"

"I can't say there's a valid explanation for it.”

"The only thing I can think of is that because of your name, you naturally prefer even numbers." Krillin's off-the-cuff reasoning technically made sense.

However, Eighteen wasn't fully convinced, logically stating, "If that's the case, then maybe my brother likes his volume set to an odd number.”

"That's gotta be true." He firmly agreed, "You should ask him the next time you see him.”

"Speaking of my brother, you two share a habit.”

"No way!" Krillin exclaimed with great elation, 'What is it!?”

"I wouldn't get too excited if I were you.” Eighteen warned him, hinting at the fact that this habit wasn't exactly a positive one, "You and Seventeen need to learn how to eat without talking at the same time.”

"Huh. I never would have imagined your brother doing something like that." Krillin remarked bemusedly. Even though he didn't know much about Eighteen's twin brother, he was relieved to discover that they did have something in common, even if it was as trivial as talking with their mouths full.

"Believe me, he's almost as bad as you." Eighteen slyly teased, sneakily resting her head on Krillin's shoulder. Sticking to the subject of her brother, she casually suggested to him, "Perhaps on my next visit to Seventeen's place, you could come with me.”

Eighteen almost lost her balance due to Krillin's sudden jolt. She fixed her eyes on him, studying the agitated expression which had rapidly overtaken him as he paced back and forth in front of her.

"D-do you think that's such a good idea?" Krillin responded apprehensively. This wasn't the first time the topic of Krillin meeting up with Seventeen had occurred. Whenever she mentioned it to him, he would quickly change the subject or brush it off with a fake smile. She decided it was time to tell it to him straight.

"What, so you don't want to meet him then?”

“N-no, I would like to meet him." Krillin unconvincingly replied.

Eighteen candidly returned with a stern tone, "Really? Because your face is telling me something completely different.”

Krillin halted in his tracks as Eighteen's words escaped her mouth. Disappointment followed her as she looked away from him, turning to face the transparent ocean.

Sitting back down on the sand, Krillin hoped he could clearly convey his anxious thoughts: "I really do want to meet your brother, Eighteen. I guess I'm just afraid that he’s gonna think that I'm not good enough for you. Or maybe we won't get along with each other.”

Eighteen's face perked up at Krillin's response. She could understand why he felt apprehensive towards her brother. Nevertheless, she desired to put his concerns to rest.

Taking a hold of his shaky hand, she sincerely reassured him, "Honey, you have no reason to be nervous. Seventeen is fully aware that we've been dating for a little while now and he seems pretty chilled about it. I mean even if he wasn't, I don't need his approval, or anybody else’s for that matter. I just think that we've been together long enough to pay him at least one visit from the two of us.”

"So, I don't have anything to worry about?" Krillin asked with a hint of courage in his voice.

Eighteen strongly shook her head, “None whatsoever. Besides, worst-case scenario, I’ll kick his ass and make sure he doesn’t even think about messing with you.”

Swiftly rising to his feet, Krillin boldly proclaimed, "Alright then! We better get going!”

"Go? Go where?”

"Well, I said that I wanted to meet your brother, didn't I?" Krillin clarified cheerfully, offering his right hand out towards Eighteen.

Gladly accepting Krillin's outstretched arm, she arose from the ground, asking with an ebullient expression, "You want to meet my brother right now?”

"Sure!" Krillin confirmed confidently, "I wanna do whatever makes you happy, Eighteen!"

His elegant blush was infectious; Eighteen's cheeks were being painted with an identical rose coloured hue. She tenderly caressed the sides of his face.

It simultaneously occurred to both Krillin and Eighteen that their impromptu decision to visit Seventeen was going to be a big step in their relationship. It was a step that neither of them could have even imagined taking when Eighteen first stepped foot inside Kame House. But they were so grateful that they had each other to take it.

As their bodies gently swayed, Eighteen inquisitively inquired, "Why are you so good to me, Krillin?"

The man in question instinctually released a nervous chuckle, before answering with a heartfelt resonance, "Because I love you.”

Neither of them knew for certain who exactly initiated the kiss. But one thing was obvious: neither of them cared. Their hands crawled around each other's bodies as their kisses grew more and more intense. It was a good thing Master Roshi and Oolong weren't around to see this. Krillin and Eighteen rarely got to physically express themselves since their housemates always stood around like vultures.

As Eighteen's fingers stealthily crept underneath his shirt to dance around the surface of his stomach, Krillin passionately pecked her neck, leaving little imprints of where his lips had been. It was yet another adorable idiosyncrasy Eighteen so dearly treasured about Krillin.

Soon enough, they carefully rested their foreheads against each other, leading them to stare intimately into each other's eyes. The exhilarating adrenaline which had thrust them into the moment was gradually settling down. Their pounding hearts were left playing catch up.

"Hey, Krillin?” Eighteen softly uttered, effortlessly attaining his gaze, "Before we leave, I just wanted to say thank you for doing this. You have no idea just how much this means to me.”

Little dimples appeared on Krillin's cheeks at the sight of Eighteen's signal of satisfaction.

"You just did your hair thing again.” He eagerly noted.

Eighteen embraced her little quirk proudly, "I know.”

"So, should we get ready to leave, babe?” Krillin asked, reaching down to grab Eighteen’s magazine and his sand-covered sunglasses.

"Hold on a second! I think I’ve forgotten something!”

“Huh? What did you forge-" Cutting off Krillin's sentence, Eighteen boldly pressed her lips onto his. She simply couldn't resist the alluring taste of Krillin's sweet kiss any longer. He gladly welcomed the interruption; he didn't mind being silenced if this was his reward for doing so.

Practising a rare instance of self-control, Eighteen gradually withdrew from their brief kiss, playfully stating, "Okay, now I'm ready.”

With every passing day, it seemed that Krillin and Eighteen managed to discover new things they adored about each other. From big gestures to small habits, each one brought them closer together and caused their love to deepen.

Taking flight to the endless blue skies above them, they joyously marvelled to themselves at where exactly their relationship was taking them. Their desired destination excited them. But the journey to arrive there excited them all the more.

THE END ❤️

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Found this adorable K18 sketch! 🧡

#dragon ball #dragon ball super #k18 #krillin #android eighteen #marron #soooooo cute #loved the episode this sketch is based off #k18forever

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I’m pretty certain that this fight confirms that K18 love is the best kind of love in the Multiverse! These two are just the best 💗

#dragon ball super #dragon ball super dub #dbs #dbs episode 117 #tournament of power #android eighteen #krillin #k18 #k18forever #marron #android 17 #ribrianne

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HAPPY K18 DAYYYYY!!!

#k18 #krillin #android eighteen #dbz #dragon ball z #k18forever #chestnutfest

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Look what I’ve got??!! They are sooo great 😊😊

K18 Forever ❤️

#k18 #krillin #android eighteen #dragon ball z #dbz #funko pop #dbz funko pop #k18forever

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💗💗💗

#k18 #krillin #android eighteen #dbz #dragon ball z #k18forever #art #not sure where this art orginates from but it looks amazing

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The beginning of the cutest romance ever... ❤️

HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY!

#valentinesday #k18 #krillin #android eighteen #dbz #k18forever #thebestcoupleever #love #cute

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My Struggles with Writer’s Block

Have you ever had an amazing idea for a story, set time aside to let your imagination run wild, open up a word document, and then proceed to either type absolutely nothing at all or delete everything you’ve been working? Because for the past three months, that’s been me.

This year, one of my goals was to write more Krillin and Android Eighteen stories. I wanted my writing to improve and my style to be more varied. Unfortunately, I just haven’t been able to write anything I would say is stand out quality. I have plenty of ideas for K18 stories and one-shots which I think could be entertaining and emotional reads. But whenever I go to type it up, it’s like my brain completely freezes up or I doubt whether I’m making the most out of my ideas.

Because of this, my enthusiasm for writing has taken a noticeable hit. I know that a part of this is because my life is pretty busy most of the time, so it isn’t like I have much time to write. Nevertheless, I’ve been really lacking in motivation to write stuff, which seriously sucks because it’s great to be a part of this nice little corner of K18 content. I want to do more. I want to write stories about this amazing couple and what makes them such interesting and relatable characters.

So, until I find my way out of my writer’s block, feel free to message me suggestions or ideas that you would like to see get written for the future. Also, if you want to see the K18 stories I’ve already done, just click the link or scroll through my Tumblr blog.

Finally, be sure to follow these guys as they are not only super talented in their writing, but they all inspired me to get into writing Krillin and Android Eighteen one-shots in the first place:

@chestnutisland

@deadlybeautydbz

@k18flashfics

@krillin-fanfic

Until next time, I’m out :)

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Empty Room - A K18 One-Shot

A/N: Hello! This is the latest story from my K18 series, “A Perfect Love.” Enjoy :) 

Legions of opaque dust particles graciously hovered around the empty room. Any traces of previous inhibition was certainly sparse. It was almost ghostly; a vacant space filled with countless memories

Marron discerned the conflict which had been wrestling restlessly from within her. Today should've been a joyous occasion; she, along with her family were finally ready to move into their own place. A place the Chestnuts could call their own.

They had all immediately fallen in love with the house; the interior design of the kitchen oozed with sophistication and class, as well as the living room, which possessed a spaciously intimate quality about it. The wide glass doors led to a picturesque garden, brimming with all kinds of blossoming flowers and plants.

All of the bedrooms were perfectly sized; no longer would they be forced to stumble into their rooms to get their beds. They even had a spare room, giving the family plenty of options on what they could add to the house. Krillin was adamant of turning the room into a home gym, despite Eighteen's stern objections. One thing they knew for certain, the house met all their wants and needs; it was simply perfect for them.

Consequently, as the day of moving into their new place rapidly gathered pace, Marron came closer to the unwanted reality that she would have to leave behind the place she had always known as her home.

As her eyes peered at the window, the walls of Marron's mind swiftly became invaded by the bittersweet memories of her and family playing together by the shore of Kame House. A small smirk appeared; how she would miss the hours spent in the scorching sun, drawing her pictures as she blissfully hummed along to the music being blared out of her parents' stereo. She looked away from the window in disappointment; those days were now wistfully coming to an end.

It didn't help that for the past several weeks, Marron had to endure the arduous labours of packing. Each day seemed to blur into the next; she had officially grown tired of being interrogated on a daily basis with questions such as, "Do you want to keep this or can we throw it away?"

And thanks to all of the chaos caused by the packing, she felt as if her voice wasn't being heard. Her parents, particularly her father, had become so involved with the move that any unrelated conversations she'd bring up would be overlooked. She knew they didn't do it on purpose, but it would have been nice to have spent some time together before they departed to live in the city.

Her train of thought suddenly halted at the sound of a familiar, yet chirpy voice being echoed from the entrance of the room, "Are you okay, Marron?"

"Oh! Hey, Dad." She responded, instantly recognising her father's voice, "What are you doing up here?"

"I noticed that you haven't been downstairs in a while and I wanted to see what you were doing." Krillin assuredly reported, meeting her at the centre of the room. Krillin gingerly knelt down to Marron's line of sight, acknowledging her attempts to disguise her sadness with silence.

"Are you sure you're alright?" He enquired with growing concern.

"Yeah! Of course!" Marron's answer failed to match up with the saddened glare which watered her eyes.

"Marron, I need you to be honest with me," Krillin stated with a comforting firmness, "Is there something you're not telling me?

"I-I don't know, Daddy." She began to explain, "I used to be really excited about the thought of us moving, especially since it would be just you, me and Mommy living together. But, lately, I've been thinking about just how much I'm gonna miss this living here and miss playing in this room. I also haven't really seen you that much because of all the packing. I guess I just want things to be normal again."

Krillin's eyes broadened at his daughter's confessions, "Oh, Marron. I had no idea just how much this move has been affecting you." He perceived with a sense of regret.

"It's okay, Daddy. I understand that you've been busy." Marron calmly reassured her father. However, he wasn't letting himself get off the hook so easily,

"No, it's not. I've been so caught up getting us ready for the move that I haven't given you the attention you've needed."

Krillin couldn't deny that he had been like a machine these past few weeks. He shook his head as the sound of his wife's previous warnings circled around his head. "You need to take a break," and, "Stop rushing so much," had become prevalent proverbs of her's. He knew the reason as to why he had been hurrying to complete the move,

"To be honest, Marron, I'm gonna miss living here too."

"Really?" Marron answered with a surprised timbre, "How so?"

"Well, for starters, Kame House has been my home for pretty much my whole life. Whenever I look down on the shore, I envision myself as a young boy, training with your uncle Goku. Day and night, we used to train under the guidance of Master Roshi, who has helped me so much over the course of my life. I mean, if it wasn't for this little place in the middle of nowhere, your mother and I wouldn't have gotten to know each other, fall in love, and receive the greatest gift in the whole world."

"What gift was it, Daddy?" Marron naively enquired. Krillin briefly paused to chuckle at his daughter's adorable ignorance, before proclaiming proudly,

"It's you, sweetie!"

An overwhelming tide of joy swept over Marron's heart. Her delight manifested itself in a stream of tears. Krillin gave his precious child a warming embrace, trying to hold back tears of his own. It wasn't easy for him to reveal how much Kame House had meant to him. He absolutely adored this place and everything it had provided to him.

They promptly broke apart from each other, rapidly erasing any evidence of sadness from their faces.

"So, what are you gonna miss about living here?" Krillin asked out of curiosity. Taking no time at all to think of her answers, Marron gleefully listed along with her fingers,

"I'm really gonna miss building my sandcastles, playing with Turtle, and watching Mommy beat up Master Roshi!"

Krillin couldn't help but let out a small burst of laughter; Marron could really come out with the most bizarrely innocent, yet truthful responses imaginable. Marron too joined in with the giggles, adding along to her list,

"I'm also gonna miss the view of the ocean from my bedroom, as well scaring Oolong in the dark!"

"Oh, I'm sure you will!" Krillin returned, fully aware of Oolong's distaste of Marron's cheeky pranks. He then arose from the floor and made his way over to the windowsill. As he gazed upon the vast horizon ahead of him, he developed an enthusiastic confidence. Marron followed her father, mimicking his peaceful expression as she stood on the tips of her toes.

"You know, Marron," Krillin gladly declared, "because of our little chat, I think I'm more excited for our future now than I was when we first bought our new house. Through our reminiscing, I'm finally prepared for all the new memories our family are gonna create together. It's gonna be awesome and I wouldn't wanna share with anyone other than you and your mother."

Krillin's newfound optimism naturally spread unto his daughter, "I'm excited too, Daddy." She hugged her father's left leg tightly; today had finally become the joyous occasion it should have been all along.

"Thank you." She sincerely added. Her father beamed down at her, giving her hair a little tussle before replying,

"No worries, my little firefly."

"There you are!" Another familiar voice announced with relief. Krillin and Marron turned around to find Eighteen standing by the bedroom door "I was wondering where you two had disappeared off to. Is everything okay?"

"Yes, Momma!" Marron answered with her typical exuberance. She then made a run for it down the stairs; Marron was going to make sure she enjoyed her last few moments as a Kame House resident to the fullest. Her parents watched in bemusement as she vanished down the staircase.

"She seems much happier now." Eighteen remarked, scratching the top of her head.

"We actually had quite the heart-to-heart just now." Krillin returned with an affectionate smile. Eighteen gently closed the door behind her as she approached her husband standing by the windowsill. She keenly noticed the more relaxed demeanour her husband was displaying,

"I can see it do you some good." It certainly helped that she had slid her arms around his waist.

"Hmm. It did indeed." He confirmed contently as he willingly got lost in the unexpected kiss he found himself in. Sure, Krillin was certainly going to miss living in Kame House and he would always be grateful to what this place had done for him. But as he broke apart from his wife's tender lips and watched his daughter race around on the beach below, he couldn't wait to see what the future had in store for him and his family.

Eighteen took Krillin by his soft hand and led him to the bedroom door. She pushed the door open, guiding him away from the empty room. As Krillin looked back at the room behind, a satisfied sigh followed him out the door. His time in Kame House was finally over. With that, he silently closed the door, let go of the rusty handle, and walked away with a comforting thought; the best days were yet to come.

THE END

#k18 #k18forever #krillin #android 18 #marron #dragon ball z #dbz #fanfiction #fanfic #love #incognitoman1-2-3-4

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Hello everyone! I have linked to this post my new K18 one-shot series entitled, “A Perfect Love.” I already have three stories available for all you wonderful people to check out.

If you enjoy what you read, feel free to favourite and follow the series so you can be kept updated for my next story (I am currently working on a new one-shot as I speak). Also, be sure follow this blog for more K18 goodness, plus other stuff I like.

It’s been awesome to see such great support for Dragon Ball’s Best Couple with events such as “Chestnut Fest”, on top of all the creative artwork and stories about Krillin and Android 18. And I hope my content expands upon what makes them so special.

So, be sure to check out the link and hopefully, I’ll be posting my next one-shot soon.

Peace ✌🏻

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Hello everyone! First of all, I want to say a massive thank you to all the wonderful people who have supported this new K18 one-shot collection. Every like, share, and comment means so much to me.

I had a real blast writing this latest instalment. If you want to check it out, all you need to do is click the link above.

Nevertheless, here is a little preview of my latest K18 one-shot, 

“Observations”. 

"I've noticed you do that from time-to-time."

"Do what?" Eighteen tentatively asked, feeling as if she had suddenly entered a "deer in the headlights" type situation.

"Don't worry. It's nothing bad." Krillin reassured her with a warm timbre in his voice, "I've just noticed that whenever I give you a compliment or if you see something you like, you have this tendency to needlessly brush your hair aside."

Eighteen eyes immediately darted up to where her right hand was currently placed. It was exactly as Krillin described. She instantly felt the soft blonde tangles that ran between her fingers. In an effort to combat her self-consciousness, she instinctually moved her hand unto her lap.

"Have you seriously never noticed?" He enquired, watching Eighteen's face grow with slight perplexity.

"Not really, no. But if it's weird, I'll stop."

"Weird?" Krillin answered calmly, pulling his knees up to his chest, "Take it from me. That hair thing you do is far from weird. It's just a quirky habit you have. That's all."

"Habit?"

"Yeah. Everyone has them." Krillin added, lifting his eyes to the cloudless blue sky above him. At that moment, Eighteen's concerns morphed into curiosity. Now that she gave it some consideration, Krillin did have some fairly odd traits of his own.

#k18 #k18forever #krillin #android 18 #dbz #fanfic #fanfiction #fiction #preview #link #incognitoman1-2-3-4

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18 Random K18 Headcanons

Here is a chronological list of some of my personal headcanons about Krillin and Eighteen’s relationship:

1. One of the pillars of Krillin and Eighteen’s early friendship was in their love for music. I believe Eighteen started to become less aloof around him once she found out he was a big music nerd.

2. On the subject of music, the first time she witnessed Krillin performing karaoke was the moment Eighteen realised he was truly someone very special.

3. Yamcha operated as Krillin’s wingman once he found out Eighteen was living at Kame House, encouraging him to take the leap and tell Eighteen how he truly felt about her.

4. Although it was Krillin who fell in love first, it was Eighteen who made the move to become more than friends. She knew what she wanted and had the boldness to make it known to him.

5. Their first official date was a specially prepared picnic on the shore of Kame House, featuring all of Eighteen’s favourite foods as they listened along to a playlist of all their favourite songs. Their date ended with them taking a romantic stroll along the beach, culminating in their first passionate kiss.

6. Eighteen LOVES overly romantic and dorky Krillin. Although she tries her best to hide it, she adores being treated like a queen.

7. She also likes the fact that Krillin doesn’t have a nose and would find it weird if he did have one.

8. Krillin and Seventeen’s reunion was slightly awkward. But by the end, they became solid friends, to Eighteen’s delight.

9. Gohan was Krillin’s best man at his wedding and Chi-Chi was Eighteen’s maid of honour. The ceremony took place at Kame House.

10. Krillin cried when Marron said her first words.

11. Eighteen wanted Krillin to participate in the 25th World Martial Arts Tournament to help raise money to move out of Kame House and get their own place.

12. Krillin found it difficult to say goodbye to Kame House when the day eventually came for his family to move into the city.

13. Krillin and Eighteen closest friends are Goku and Chi-Chi, in spite of Eighteen’s natural annoyance towards Goku.

14. Every Christmas, the Chestnuts pay a visit to see Seventeen and his family.

15. Eighteen was initially against Krillin becoming a police officer. But when she saw Krillin how cute he looked in his police uniform, she encouraged him to join the force.

16. Krillin receives multiple flirtatious texts while at work because Eighteen knows it will get him flustered in front of his co-workers.

17. The idea to get a fish tank in their house was an idea shared by both Krillin and Marron as a reminder of their years at Kame House and the wonderful ocean view they had.

18. The Chestnuts have a special scrapbook where they store all their precious family moments and experiences together.

I hope you enjoyed this little list I put together. Let me know what some of your K18 headcanons are.

Peace ✌🏻

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