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larkawolfgirl · 1 year

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Honest Feelings (DBZ)

Rating: General Audiences Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/M, M/M Fandom: Dragon Ball Relationships: Videl Satan/Son Gohan, Piccolo & Son Gohan, Piccolo/Son Gohan Characters:Son Gohan, Videl Satan, Son Pan, piccolo mentioned Additional Tags: Queerplatonic Relationships, Heart-to-Heart, addressing gohan's truama, videl being the number 1 wife that she has become

Summary: Videl asks Gohan about his feelings for Piccolo.

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Gohan and Videl had just moved into their new home after their wedding. Hercule had of course visited to celebrate since he had bought the house. It made Gohan want to celebrate as well.

“Hey, Videl?” he asked as they worked together on washing the dishes.

“Yes?”

“I wanted to invite Piccolo over tomorrow to celebrate us moving in.”

Videl put the plate she was holding in the drying rack. “That sounds great. Why don’t you invite everyone then? At least your parents and brother.”

“Well…” Gohan rubbed the back of his head with his wet hand. “I kind of just wanted a quieter visit. You know how my family gets.”

Videl giggled. “Yes, I do. You sure keep rowdy company, not that my father is much better.” She turned away from the sink to direct a smile at him. “But isn’t Piccolo also your family?”

A grin spread over his face. How had he lucked out finding a wife as good as her? He tugged her into a hug and lifted her up. She giggled at his enthusiasm and returned the hug.

“You really seem to get me.”

“I couldn’t call myself your wife if I didn’t try.”

Gohan continued to invite Piccolo over. He invited the rest of his family as well, but he reached out to Piccolo the most frequently. Other people would probably find it strange, but he felt closer to him than his actual family. He had spent a long time with only Piccolo for company, and he seemed to understand Gohan more than anyone else, possibly even more than Videl did. His father would never understand why he didn’t love fighting and near-death experiences. His mother would never understand why he felt the need to fight at all or why he had wanted to actually play like a normal kid rather than constantly studying. At least Goten seemed to enjoy playing and fighting and didn’t actually hate studying, but there was a gap between them. Gohan had experienced things that he didn’t want to burden him with. Piccolo, on the other hand, knew exactly what trauma Gohan had experienced. He didn’t coddle him for it, but he also didn’t make light of it the way his parents did.

Perhaps that was why he felt more at ease around him. He also just enjoyed spending time with him more. When he was with his parents, old resentments whispered whether he liked it or not. For all the harsh training Piccolo put him through, Gohan didn’t resent him for it the way he did his father.

Piccolo was also one of the most responsible people he knew. That’s why when his and Videl’s daughter, Pan, was born he trusted him the most to babysit.

Piccolo was over more often than anyone else after that. This was because he was pretty much always available, but Piccolo also loved Pan, and Gohan enjoyed watching the two of them spend time together. Gohan also just enjoyed being able to spend time with Piccolo himself.

It felt more like home when he was there with him, Videl, and Pan.

This wasn’t necessarily fair to Videl, though. It was her home as well. He was actually surprised she went along with his whims as long as she did. Finally, she confronted him about it.

It was in the evening after dinner. They were sitting on the couch and he was lifting Pan up and down to make her giggle.

“I’ve been meaning to ask for a while. You seem very close to Piccolo.”

“Yes,” he said. It sounded like there was a deeper meaning to her question which troubled him. “He’s like an uncle, you know?”

“Yes, I do,” she said, folding her hands in her lap. “I just can’t help wondering if it’s more than that.”

Gohan set Pan down on his lap. She reached her little baby hands up attempting to pull his glasses off. He laughed nervously. “What are you talking about? What more could there be?”

Videl gave him a serious look. “I just feel like you two are closer than that. How should I say this, closer than family, I mean.”

“I…” he paused, gulping. She couldn’t mean..? “I’d never cheat on you!”

She shook her head with a small smile. “Of course, I know that,” she said calmly. “I just…I just feel like your feelings for him are stronger than you admit, that’s all. I’m not mad or anything.”

“Really?” Were his feelings stronger? He had never really let himself analyze it. As a kid, he had always idealized Piccolo. He had been like a teacher and guardian, but what was he now? He was like a friend or family member, but really, Gohan felt differently about him than anyone else. He was family, but somehow closer than that. It definitely wasn’t the same feeling he had for Videl, though.

“I just want to understand, that’s all. I don’t mind that you two are close, or even that he’s over all the time. I just want you to feel like you can be honest.”

“I haven’t been hiding anything, though.”

She put one hand on his thigh and the other on Pan’s head. “I know that. I think there is a lot you don’t let yourself look at, though.”

She was probably right. Some things were just too hard to look at. Having strange feelings for an alien much older than him at a young age would definitely be one. Would it be so strange to think that he had pushed those feelings aside knowing that his mother would have killed him if she found out and then blocked the memory out? Stranger things have happened to him.

But if that was true, then what did he feel now? It wasn’t like he wanted to go kiss Piccolo.

At least, he didn’t think he did.

Besides, he already had Videl, he didn’t need more than that.

She was reading something from his face. “Take your time.”

“I don’t know,” he told her honestly. “I guess in a way I do love him. It’s not the way I love you, though.”

She nodded and squeezed his thigh. “That’s what I thought. You should probably tell him.”

“No! That’s weird!” he panicked.

Videl chuckled. “Maybe, but aren’t all of our lives weird?”

He scratched his cheek. “I suppose.”

“It doesn’t have to change anything. I just think you’d feel better being honest.”

He took a breath, noticing that his chest did feel a bit lighter just because of this conversation. “You know, I’ve always wondered if Piccolo was even capable of those sorts of feelings. Namekians in general, you know?”

“I suppose you will just have to find out.”

Gohan took her hand in his. Pan bounced her own hand on top of theirs. “I really don’t deserve you, Videl.”

She smiled. “Yes, you do, silly.”

Leaning in, he kissed her. “I love you.”

She pressed her forehead against his. “I love you, too. Strangeness and all.”

#piccolo x gohan #gohan x videl #dbz #dragon ball #dragon ball super #dragon ball z #gohan son #videl satan #my writing #fanfic #fanfiction

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ap-kinda-lit · 1 year

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Dragon Ball + Tweets pt. 4

Part 1 • Part 2 • Part 3 • Part 5

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givemeonereason · 24 days

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Meditations: First, the Friend and then, the Son

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

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Dragon Ball Masterlist Givemeonereason Masterlist

Rating: SO MANY FEELS

Plot: Krillin seeks out Gohan to get some more information about the girl who lost her "Piccolo." A warmth between friends and family.

A/N: Hello, and thank you for patiently waiting for me to write up this next installment. I kept saying I was writing and I kept pushing it aside. Depression is so real and writers burn out is really real too. I think I just overdid it.

I'm so excited and happy that this series has taken off. Seems like there really is an audience for Piccolo. And he deserves it! I'll keep it going for as long as the story needs it. Tall, green, and handsome love for all.

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The police speeder came to an abrupt halt outside Son Gohan estate.

When Krillin gingerly unhooked his regulation helmet and hung it from the handlebars of his unit, the elderly man who was tending to flowers in the garden was swiftly walking towards the main house.

After he disappeared through a side door a kind-looking, middle-aged woman came out to greet him.

"Good morning, sir." She bowed her head politely. "To what do we owe the pleasure of the local law enforcement?"

The formality of the situation made Krillin perk up his shoulders. "Sorry, ma'am I need to speak with Gohan. Do you know if he's around?"

"I believe he is in the library." She turned on her heel. "Please follow me."

What seemed like an endless amount of stairs for a pair of small legs, the door to the library was ajar. Gohan was buried among several piles of books, a laptop, and three mugs, which presumably had an unknown concoction of caffeine.

"Gohan." Krillin called out to him as he walked towards the desk, but Gohan only pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. He scribbled vigorously at the notepad before him.

"Gohan?" Krillin repeated with a little more oomph. Gohan began to mumble to himself.

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"Gohan! Snap out of it."

Gohan shook his head and blinked his eyes a few times while readjusting his thick black frames. "Whoa, Krillin I didn't see you there."

"Obviously..." Krillin rolled his eyes.

"Gosh, how long have you been here." Gohan finished the sentence he was muttering and almost stabbed the notepad when he poked the paper at the period.

"Well, I've been trying to get your attention for a few minutes now."

"Okay, I'm sorry I'm on the verge of a breakthrough here." He picked up a large blue mug and took a swig, only to spit it back into the glass. His face contorted when he tried to wipe his tongue on his sleeve.

Krillin had picked up a book nearest him and flipped through a few pages. "Cognitive Ecology of Pollination: Animal Behaviour and Floral Evolution." Too many words. He set the book back down and crossed his arms. "This might be out of left field, but have you seen Piccolo lately?"

"Not today, no."

"No, I just mean recently. There is something fishy is going on. I don't know if you know about the girl?"

"There's a girl?" Gohan took a sip from a different mug garnished with a Satan City logo. He set that one down quickly. "Did Piccolo do something to a girl? I'm not sure I understand."

"That's what I'm trying to find out." Krillin took a seat in a wooden car adjacent to the large desk. "This is going to sound odd. Considering we've seen and experienced some very odd things in the past, this one is hard to place when it comes to weird."

Krillins folded his hands and relaxed his shoulders. "Well, here goes. Long story short; I got a report of a girl screaming on a hillside about an instrument. When I went to investigate the girl said she lost her piccolo. I put two and two together and figured she might be talking about our Piccolo. So when I went to The Hideout to ask Piccolo about this girl, he got defensive and said he did something to her. And I think he couldn't forgive himself, or I don't remember fine details."

Gohan sat for a few moments in silence thinking. "Do you know this girl?"

"Never met her a day in my life...until I spoke with her."

Gohan scratched at his hairline, pushing the rouge tuft of hair out of his face only for it to fall back down towards his eyes. "Piccolo hasn't said anything to me about a woman." His shoulders were undulated with confusion.

Before Gohan could circle the same conclusion, he spoke again. "Whatever it is, he seems to care enough about this girl. You know him. He's a pretty unfazed guy. Very serious. Not too emotional, or softish. You know what I mean."

Gohan reached out for the last mug on the desk, hesitating before grabbing the handle. He stared down at the contents swirling around in contemplation and decided against it. The mug clanked against the desk surface as Krillin's pleaded with him.

"I was kind of wondering if you would go talk to him? He practically demanded I leave The Hideout when I pressed the issue. If he's going to talk to anyone it's got to be you. You're practically his son."

The last bit made Gohan chuckle. "I don't know Krillin. If he didn't want to talk about it, maybe we should just leave it alone."

Krillin stood up and walked towards Gohan. "Could you just at least try. If he doesn't open up to you then I'll let it go, okay?"

"Okay, okay." Gohan stood up, pressing his palms against the armrests of his chair. "I'll go to talk to him tomorrow morning. I'll call you when I get back."

Krillin smiled widely. "Thanks Gohan. I just think, you know, he does.. has done so much for us that we can try and help him too sometimes. Even if he says he doesn't want it."

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When the morning light touched the western side of The Hideout, Gohan walked through the threshold Piccolos room. “Hey, Piccolo.”

Piccolo turned towards the similarly dressed young man, putting down the small, leather bound book in his hands on the small desk beside him. “Gohan, what brings you here this early.”

Gohan stretched his arms, his elbow popping loud enough to warrant a light echo. He laughed with some embarrassment. “Well, I guess I’m just a little rusty. I was wondering if we could spar?”

The upturned smirk told all Gohan needed to know before the two of them were passing blows hovering over the ground far below them.

One after the other, fists flying, blocking, dodging, power surging. Time was passing as the sun arched across the sky, but it only felt like moments. The adrenaline of the fight.

When Gohan began to tire slightly he landed a singular hit that propelled Piccolo back that anyone with even the best eyesight wouldn’t have seen. The super Sayain gives his all in the last throes of battle.

Piccolo gathered his equilibrium, and wiped the blood staining his lip against his forearm. He laughed as he landed on the grass below them. “You say you’re rusty, but you still got it, kid. You just got to put your mind to it.” He gently patted Gohan’s head, shaking his hair lightly.

Gohan plopped down to the ground and lay sprawling, taking in breaths. Piccolo sat down near him cross-legged. "I still think you have it in you to be the strongest, Gohan. But you've got a family now and your studies. You have more important battles to fight than just with your fists."

Gohan put his hands behind the back of his head. "I get discouraged sometimes. Everyone chastizes me for not keeping up with training. I'm 'a shame to the Sayain race,' or 'If only he could have---'" He shook his head. "Sometimes I wonder if Dad is still proud of me, even if my progress is strictly academic." He pondered on the thought. "It really doesn't matter, does it? Between Dad and Vegta there won't be anyone as strong. There won't be anyone who can't save the world." He looked over at Piccolo. "You're pretty strong too Piccolo."

Piccolo let out a deep, humph. "You are still stronger than me. And I only get involved when I am needed."

"Right. Why should we constantly have to be ready for a threat that might never come?"

"They always do."

Gohan sighed, closing his eyes. "Well, if they need me I will always be there. I won't let anything happen to anyone. Not after all the things we faced before."

The subtle sounds of nature became more apparent with this silence. The shallow sounds of breathing between them. Piccolo looked off into the near distance, his voice calm and relaxed. "If it accounts for anything, I am very proud of the man you've become."

Arms were tightly wrapped around. "Thank you for never giving up on me Piccolo."

Piccolo smiled to himself as Gohan sat down next to him. "I've been meaning to ask you something. Do you have a girlfriend?"

"A what?" Piccolo's voice turned deep again with seriousness.

"A girlfriend. You know, someone who you like and date." The look in Gohan's eyes was hopeful and sweet.

Tch- "I know what a girlfriend is. Why are you asking me this?"

"Well, Krillin stopped by and---"

"Not this again. Did that small man send you to do his bidding?"

Gohan got up and followed Piccolo when he began to walk away. He shouted, "I told him to stay out of it."

Gohan picked up his pace to meet the Namekian. "I don't even understand what Krillin was saying. But I wish you would just tell me what's going on. If not, you know he's going to get my dad involved."

Piccolo stopped and grunted. His arms crossed in defiance. Anything but Goku getting involved. Piccolo will NEVER hear the end of this. And if Goku makes a big deal out of this, it's everyone's problem.

But it's just his problem.

He stood quiet and tense. Gohan stood beside him stretching his legs and preparing to leave for home.

"I--" He started and stopped.

Hmmm, Gohan turned towards him.

"I don't even know how it happened. She came out of nowhere. Day after day, she prodded me with questions about myself. She sat with me as I meditated. She wasn't frightened of me." Piccolo was speaking so fervently and fastidiously that he was almost out of breath. "And I didn't know why or what to do. So I tried to show her that she shouldn't be so curious. I tried to scare her. I tried to stop her from coming around." His arms were tight against his chest. His chin pressed down into his collarbone.

Gohan watched Piccolo in awe. He's never seen this man act in such a way. The sorrow within the tightness of his shut eyes. The deep purple across his cheeks. Piccolo usually being a towering man, now pulling inward at his middle.

Gohan reached out and hugged him again. "Okay..." He looked at Piccolo, who bent his shoulders, which would normally be difficult to see over his shoulder pads. "Okay." Gohan's hand on Piccolo's forearm. His voice was so sweet and kind. "What did you do to scare her?"

Piccolo only took a deep breath. His booming voice was now almost a whisper. "I picked her up and took her in the air, flying. I flew and made myself out to be like another version of myself. I tried to make myself into King Piccolo." He's bent over near Gohan's shoulder, and Gohan lets him rest his forehead. "I made myself into something worth being frightened by. I didn't want her to trust so easily because she can easily become fodder like so many others have." His voice was almost nonexistent. "I could have killed her."

"But you didn't kill her, right?"

Piccolo shook his head. "But I could have."

"You didn't though. Sure, you could have maybe got your point across in a different way, but she's alright, right?"

"The look of terror in her eyes. The tears. I don't know why-- why I went--"

Gohan could hear the choked sobs before he pushed Piccolo back to face him. "Piccolo, I have known you my whole life and I've never seen you like this. You're like a whole different person. Usually, you're a very reserved guy, but I know these types of feelings. You must care a great deal for this girl. You're beating yourself up over the smallest thing." Piccolo kept his eyes closed shut, but his head lifted slightly, his arms relaxing as much as he could muster. "Hey, at least you don't explode or anything. You don't resort to your power because a lady is hurt or in danger. Blame it on the Sayain blood.”

Piccolo tried to straighten up and fix his posture. He wiped the tears that escaped from his eyes against his sleeve. Swallowing down his feelings deep into his chest.

“Piccolo, you’re allowed to have feelings like everyone else. Look at Dad, he’s an alien and he’s insane half the time.” Gohan laughed. “It’s okay to care about something for once. I know you care about me, about my family. But you can also care about something for yourself. If you care that deeply about this girl then I think you should talk to her. I think you should set things right between the two of you. Even if nothing comes of it and you just get closure.” Gohan pointed to Piccolo’s chest, pressing down into the fabric of the Namekian’s purple Gi. “If for all of us, but just for you.”

Gohan turned and started to walk away, calling over his shoulder. “You don’t need to bare the weight of this on your own. We’re always here for you. This is just a different type of fight.” He began hovering over the ground. “I have to get home before Videl gets angry.” He laughed. “Responsibilities.”

Piccolo could he his voice fading as he flew away. “All you have to do is try, Piccolo.”

Piccolo stood there, silent. The weight in his chest was still heavy. Do I care about this woman this greatly? He pressed his palm firmly against his chest, his cape flittering in the wind behind him. A heart beating strong behind his fingers. Is this love or understanding?

What I was once so sure about, I am at a loss.

Who do I want to be now?

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shadowj6480 · 4 months

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Made a 12K word one-shot for @peridotite for secret santa.

Also here’s some neat fanart that @peridotite made for me. She’s awesome.

#dragon ball z #dbz #Gohan #videl #gohan x videl #Piccolo #For once I’ve made a fic where Gohan isn’t sad

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pokegirl0238 · 7 months

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just dumping my massive doodle dump I've made for the past couple monthes of fanart from Damon What-If's Chaos Crossover. from newest to oldest.

from top to bottom:

a fun headcannon I came up with, which is that piccolo has a chao garden

Scourge and Turles on the tree of might I made after we got the news of scourge being in the future "Tree of Might" adaptation of the series.

a meme of Mephiles (half of a time god ) yelling at chronoa (supreme kai of time) after getting split into two beings.

That scene of Goku attempting to shake solaris's hand against his friends better judgement from the Little Planet Saga

A conceptual design of Metal Goku both versions 1 and 2.

gohan with knuckles gloves based on a comment on a video +super saiyan.

#dragon ball au #son goku #sonic au #piccolo #chaos crossover #my art #art dump #turles #scourge #sth au #solaris #teen gohan #mephiles fanart #mephiles the dark #this has been rotting my brain for a while now #that and a sonic the hedgehog x Warrior cats au. might post that later.#stay tuned for that on. i have far to much art for that one.

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thebirdy74 · 2 years

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can’t stop thinking about entomologist gohan and this damn movie

#my art #dbz #gohan #son gohan #dbs super hero #dragon ball super super hero #dragon ball super #pan #piccolo #if you tag this as gohan x piccolo i will end you <3 #dragon ball #dragon ball z

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RED DRAGON - Dragon Ball Z dj (GokuXMan)

Chapter 1 - Deja Vu #1

PLOT SUMMARY: A few of the Z Fighters decide to take a break from training for the androids by entering the 24th Martial Arts Tournament. But in the most bizarre case of Deja Vu, Goku is once again confronted by a fighter who claims to know him. And when he doesn't recognize him, the man declares himself as their enemy. These fighters just cannot catch a break.

DISCLAIMERs:

I do NOT own DBZ or any of it's characters.

This fancomic was created to practice figures and is not meant to be taken too seriously.

Due to Goku being both married and... well, Goku, this will be a very slow burn romance.

And lastly, there will be no Chichi hate here.

Now, please enjoy.

[I am just seeing the turnout on Tumblr for now.]

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TRUNKS & ANDROID 89

Warrior and God,

One up to the sky to hope,

The other down from the clouds in despondence.

Both descend from a pair of Saiyans,

Both connected to an Earth hybrid long gone,

One revered him, the other was frowned upon,

One became loved by many for his noble hearted deed,

The other hated for being born at the wrong time and as a threat.

One became a hero of the people,

The other a Guardian over the planet of his misery and inhabitants wishing him gone.

The summarized parallels and relationship between the alternate timeline hero and successor of Kami.

Android 89 belongs to me. Future Trunks and Dragon Ball Z and Super belong to Akira Toriyama, Toei Animation, Fuji TV and other respective owners.

#dbz #dragon ball z #dragon ball super #dbs #future trunks #hanp #gohan x piccolo #piccohan #piccolo x gohan #my ocs #my art

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z0-ne · 1 year

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Can I request a dragon ball super x female reader, where the reader has a older brother that's actually a human, but he's strong too, her brother got into a fight with a very strong oppent, the dragon ball fighters were also the ones fighting the oppent along with her older brother but they were all losing and her brother was badly injuries, so the reader is a powerful full blood sayian, And she defeats the oppent in literally Les sthan 5 minutes 👁️👄👁️

Like not even Beerus could win this fight😭

The reader would do anything to protect her brother🥹

Yes! Thank you for the request! I hope this is okay! Possible Trigger Warnings: mentions of blood, curs!ng, and mentions of abandonment. Also not sure how old you wanted the reader so I made her around Gohans age during the mystic transformation, I a hope thats ok!

A Saiyans Rage.(DRAGON BALL SUPER X (FEM! SAIYAN! READER) )

This whole fight ended up being one giant mistake the minute the opponet stepped out of that strange ship.

Their strange scaley skin colored a pale blue that made it look like they were already dead, and those cold white eyes that didn't give much life to it's already undead apperence.

"Give me...My future bride."

It pointed one of its long, scaley, ungroomed finger through the whole group, and directly at you who hid behind your older brother so you didn't have to see it.

That things voice was gruff , scratchy and some how high pitched at the same time. It's whole face looked like a huge chunk was bitten out of it and it was thrown into some acid after.

You gagged a little and gripped onto your older brothers arm. Despite being a Saiyan, you were more human like then your brother would've thought you'd be.

For example, you weren't much of a fighter, and your power level seemed pretty low no matter what method they used to read it so he ended up being able to raise you normally.

You knew the people he fought with and forbid you from fighting and training, but you've never actually had to fight.

Up until now at least.

"No way! Who are you anyway!"

You heard your brother yell at the beast as he clenched his fist and stomped forward. Shoving you backwards behind the closest person to him which was Vegeta at the time.

It seemed like it was instintive, but he put an arm infront of you when the creature stepped towards you all, and you tried to go out to grab your brother.

Unbeknowest to you, he sensed something you didn't.

"Give her to me...Now!!"

The sudden energy shift and rise of power that nearly knocked you all off your feet was enough to make them power up and rush to fight whatever that thing was.

It started with Yamcha, Tien, and Krillin. First Tien and Yamcha rushed him from each side, but before they even made contact they were both knocked to different sides of the area without it even touching them.

Then Krillin came from the front and would've landed a hit if the creature didn't step back and hit him in the stomach with a KI blast, sending him far back and right into the house.

They came back but it was pointless.

That monster could take them down in seconds, and leave them bloodied and hurt to the point where Yamcha couldn't get up again.

After seeing that you tried to step up before Piccolo and your brother went in but Vegeta gripped onto the side of your left arm and pushed you further back.

"What are you doing?! Let me help!" "Don't be a fool. You may be a Saiyan but this is out of your leauge." "He's gonna-" "You've never trained a day in your life. All you'll do is give him an opprtunity to take you and leave or serve as a distraction."

It seemed like he was upset about it, but everytime he talked he sounded upset so you couldn't really tell. However he did make sense.

You'd only get in the way if you fought right now.

"So shut up, and sit tight or run away."

That did it for you.

You took a deep breath and closed your eyes as Piccolo and your brother attacked him next, and by the sounds of it they might be holding up slightly longer than you thought they would.

"Get outta here you creep!"

You heard your brother yell as the sound of fist colliding with skin and bones, then a loud explosion sound came and then there sounded like some cursing before you felt Vegeta's grip loosen on your arm.

Then he and Goku took off to fight next you assumed after you fell off your feet due to the sudden heavy blow of wind.

They better have went to fight after that.

You opened your eyes to see that they weren't even on the ground anymore. Actually you didn't see them around at all, even when you looked up at the sky.

It was easy to feel the earth shaking as they fought, but you only saw the sky and clouds above.

Your brother was somehow right beside you now and was shoving you closer to the front door of your house despite the fight going on behind you.

Stopping him by pushing yourself in the oppisite direction, you protested against his pushing, and while it didn't do much to stop him it did slow him down.

"Wait! What about Goku and Vege-" "Don't worry about it! They've got it but you need to go!"

Usually you'd try to listen to him, but when you saw Vegeta falling out the sky at more than one hundred miles per hour and slam into the ground only to leave a giant crater in the ground beneath him.

He sat up and wiped the blood coming from his mouth and the thick line of blood that dripped from his forehead and into his left eye. It stained his once white gloves a crimson red.

"They've got it, huh?!"

You snapped back only to have him glare at you and keep trying to shove you inside the house, but you placed your arms at the sides of the door to stop him.

This was something you couldn't just sit out on and ignore.

Honestly you'd rather risk your chances getting hurt in the fight rather than see them all get pummbled by this strange creature.

"Look just-" Ignoring him completely, you turned to Beerus, the cat that just stood there with his hands behind his back. He wasn't even busy he was just letting this happen!

"And you! Why don't you handle this!"

"I don't feel like it." "Oh I'm sure you'd feel like it if he blew up a pudding cup!" "Will you let that g-"

Beerus was intturpted when another fighter came flying down and two more got up.

Your brother was knocked on his butt when Goku came crashing down a little too close to you guys. It must've been sudden, because he didn't seem like he could stop himself from hitting the ground and creating another crater.

This caused you to loose your footing, and you ended up falling in the crater and rolling a little before you could manage to stop yourself.

"Damnit, I'm not just gonna stand by and watch this!" "No! (Name)!" You ignored your brother and charged straight for the strange creature, and as you flew at it you pulled your fist back to get ready to hit it square in the face.

Unfortunantly it was fast, and caught your fist. You were lucky Vegeta and your brother stepped in and made it just in time before that thing could process that you basically just ran right into it's trap.

It slung you back when Vegeta made contact and your brother blasted it a few feet further away from you.

"Damnit! I Told you to stay put!" "And look at where that's getting us now!" "Don't Sass me child!" "I'm seventeen!"

Through the arguing, neither of you could hear your brother warning you guys about the Ki blast coming towards you until it was too late and you were moving Vegeta out the way.

You were hit, and it was strong enough to send you all the way back into the crater goku had made.

"Woah, Hold on I've got you-"

Lucky for you, Goku was there amd he got a chance to catch you before you made contact with the ground. There was a burning sensation and you could feel your skin cook underneath the radiation of the blast.

It ended up hurting a lot more than you would've liked for it to, but you put on a brave face.

"Thank yo-" "No!! My wife...Don't touch!!! Don't steal..Its Mine!!" You couldn't even finish your sentence before you had to stand on your feet and was pulled into goku so you weren't blown away again.

That aura was something you could feel from a mile away. It's power was absoluetly overwhelming, and at that point you felt like you could do nothing about it whatsoever.

"Wait! It's not like that, I'm married and they're way too young!" Goku tried to make the situation a little less stressful by calming the creature down by letting you go and putting his hands by his head.

That thing wasn't listening at all though. Actually it just got more upset, and even starting lashing out on the fighters. It was like the puddng incident all over again.

"All right this is getting out of hand, I guess I'll have to step in."

You snapped your head over to beerus, only to have the last thing you see is him right infront of you with his finger pointed at your forehead before you passed out.

___________________ It felt like it had been some time before you woke up, the sun set, and the fighters were down.

All still alive, but bloodied and pummbled into their own craters. Some shared and others seperate.

You could see only a few of their injuries considering your vision was still blurry, but the blood and rubble scattered along the once clean ground infront of your now destroyed home.

Turning your head at the sound of a rock falling, you could see it was absouletly broken to pieces. Everything in it was gone, and if you didn't live in it you wouldn't have known what it was before this.

Looking a little closer, you could see a purple claw hidden under rubble and twitching slightly.

Fear seaped through your body and reached your core as your skin went cold and you could feel your hands shaking underneath you, hardly holding you up.

'Wait- Where's (Brother's name) ?'

You thought to yourself as you frantically started to search around for him, but it wasn't until you climbed out the crater and looked to your far right that you were able to see where he was.

The creature, stood ontop of him, stomping down on his screaming body, causing him to let out large clumps of blood with every bone- chilling shriek.

There was a puddle of crimson under his chin and covering the little rocks that were littered around him.

"No..Stop..." You begged, a pathetic whimper in your voice as you lifted yourself out the crater and onto your knees.

The creature didn't stop, almost as if it didn't hear you or didn't seem to care at all about your begging or the fact that you were right within it's range.

"Please...you'll kill him.." Maybe you were hoping it would hear you if you got louder, but speaking nicely didn't seem to work for it at all.

The creature stopped to look at you, but went right back to what he was doing before you spoke up a little louder. It was like he didn't care, and he was just doing this to hurt your brother.

"I..Said Stop!"

You didn't know where it came from, or why it happened now out of all times but there was a certain surge of power course through your body.

It crushed the ground beneath you as you bawled up your fist and could feel something heating up from the pits of your stomach as you watched your brother go limp.

That thing stared at you, with it's foot on your brothers back. All it took was one last stomp to set you completely off and let out a scream so intense and loud that youk new it would leave your throat sore later.

From that point you blacked out, and the next five to ten minutes went by while you weren't even completely aware as to what you were doing.

While the others were being healed by Dende who was brought down by whis, you were making quick work of that odd looking creature.

"Oh my, it seems like your little plan worked." "Yes, shame I had to hurt my already sore back for this project of theirs though."

Just as the last person, which was yamcha was healed, the others were already up and watching with wide eyes.

They didn't know where this sudden power came drom and beerus saying what he said helped clear absolutely nothing up, so they were all left in the dust.

After they watched you knock that creature around for a good eight minutes, they then saw you send a blast straight to its face, sending it's head right off it's shoulders and into the sky.

You powered down right after it's body it the ground, and just as you went back to normal you fell out the sky as well.

"(Name)!" Your brother called out as he flew towards you, and luckily caught you before you could touch the ground.

It still left the others in complete shock, and they ended up turning to ask him a bunch of questions. Your brother being included in the ones who asked about what you were. "They're out cold- Beerus! What did whis mean by 'Your little plan'? What aren't you telling us about them!?"

"What the hell just happend!?" Whis put his hand up, and shushed everyone else around for the sake of explaining just what and who you really were. After all there was nothing known about you other than your brother found you in front of his house in a very odd fruit basket.

"Well, I'm sure everyone is familiar with zeno. Correct? " "This is one of their more..pure creations if you will. You could blame Lord Beerus for their Saiyan blood, he mentioned the race and eventually they were bored enough to create a perfect warrior." "Perfectly calm, up until provoked. See their brotherly figure was originally Zeno, but the thought of raising a child seemed less then amusing so they sent them off to earth. Where they were found by (Brother's Name)." "A fighter meant to deal with things they just didn't feel like dealing with, meaning their power goes beyond my power as far as i've been told. " "So what did we just see?"

Tilting his hand over to your unconsious body, whis continued with a smile on his face.

"You just saw, pure, developed, saiyan rage. Strongest there is, just as planned!"

"Wait- My sisters not just some experiment!"

Your brother yelled out, not wanting to believe all the hard work he put into raising you was all just for some sort of test, you were still a sentient being even if you weren't human.

Whis only chuckled and waved him off despite how serious your brother was about what whis was saying about you.

"Actually your whole life was! I've been watching closely and you've been more than sucessful!" "Now that they've unlocked their little gift, I suppose that means that their training should start soon. This way they'll hopefully match their given power by thirty or at twenty seven." "Oh- That'll be some time with this one. I hope they won't miss you all too much."

#dragon ball super x reader #dragon ball super #goku #vegeta #piccolo #adult gohan #beerus #krilin #trunks #tien #yamcha #z fighters #angst #overprotective #dbs goten

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Being Honest (Gohan, Piccolo)

Rating: General Audiences Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Category: M/M Fandom: Dragon Ball Relationships: Piccolo & Son Gohan, Piccolo/Son Gohan Characters: Son Gohan, Piccolo (Dragon Ball), Dende (Dragon Ball) Additional Tags: Queerplatonic Relationships, Heart-to-Heart, Confessions

Summary: Sequel to Honest Feelings. Gohan tells Piccolo what he realized.

(I have a third installment planned but we’ll see if I ever actually write it)

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Gohan felt a lot lighter after discussing Piccolo with Videl. He wanted to get the rest of his feelings off his chest by telling Piccolo himself, but he was still nervous to do so. He didn’t want this to change things. At least, not change things for the worse.

He tried to push his concerns aside by telling himself that Piccolo’s worst reaction would probably be confusion. It isn’t like Gohan had ever asked him or Dende about Namekian romance and sexuality, but he wouldn’t be surprised if neither existed on Namek. Piccolo probably didn’t see him as anything other than a godson.

As long as Piccolo wasn’t repulsed for some reason, Gohan would be happy with the outcome. It wasn’t like he was telling him to gain anything in the first place.

He landed at the lookout to find Dende watering the flowers. He could sense Piccolo’s energy but couldn’t see him, so he was probably inside.

“Hey, Dende,” he greeted with a wave.

Dende looked up from the flowerbed. “Oh, hi, Gohan. It’s nice to see you.”

“It’s nice to see you. I know I should catch up, but I actually wanted to talk to Piccolo about something serious first.”

“Oh. He’s inside meditating.”

“Thanks.”

It didn’t take him long to spot Piccolo inside the entrance hall. The Namekian was deep in concentration. Gohan took a moment to really look at him. He was wearing his normal white turban, cape, and purple pants. Together with his green skin It gave him an exotic look. His facial muscles were defined, and often he looked intimidating, right now his face was smoothed out. It was the closet the man would ever be to the sleeping state which meant this was also his most vulnerable. Gohan was sure Piccolo had already sensed his energy. Gohan already knew that he trusted him, but this reminder brought a smile to his face.

“Hi, Piccolo, can we talk?”

Piccolo opened one eye. “Speak.”

Gohan fidgeted, then decided to sit down cross-legged across from him. "Video made me think about a few things that I want to talk to you about."

Realizing this wasn't a trivial visit, Piccolo opened his other eye. The rest of his stance was unmoving. "What is this about?"

"Well, you know that you are like family to me.”

Piccolo lifted his forehead muscles. “Yes, I do. Did you come all this way just to tell me that?”

“No,” Gohan said, floundering with how best to express himself in a Not-Weird-Way. “Videl is also my family.”

Piccolo looked a bit impatient. “I assumed so when you decided to marry her.”

“What I’m trying to say is that my familiar feelings for you are closer to the ones I have for her than they are the ones I have for my dad.”

Piccolo nodded, clearly processing his words. “We are both your found families, so that makes sense.”

Gohan shook his head. “That’s true, but it’s more than that. I love you, Piccolo.”

Piccolo’s reaction was full-body. His arms rose up and his face took on a slight pink color. “What?”

Gohan put his hands out placatingly. “Sorry, no, that sounded wrong in this context. Well, not wrong exactly, but…” Piccolo didn’t look any less agitated. “What I’m trying to say is that I love you more than a friend or even an uncle. But I’m not saying that I love you like that . At least I don’t think I do.”

Piccolo relaxed, hands falling into his lap. “I don’t know what to say.”

“That’s okay,” Gohan said quickly. “I didn’t tell you because I wanted anything. Videl just thought it would be good for me to be honest. Besides, I had no idea if you maybe had something you wanted to get off your chest as well.”

Piccolo thought for a moment. “We do not have very complex relationships on Namek.”

Gohan smiled. “I wondered if that was the case. That’s perfectly fine. If you aren’t sure what you feel, I totally get it. I just wanted you to know and that it’s okay if you do. With me and with Videl.”

Piccolo’s face tensed. “How did Videl take this?”

Gohan scratched his cheek. “Believe it or not, but she’s the one that made me realize. She trusts me and seems to not really care if this does change something.” It took less than a second for him to realize how that sounded. “I don’t mean that in a weird way! Just in case we get a bit closer, if that makes sense.”

Piccolo was silent for a long time. Gohan was just about to ramble more when he finally spoke up. “You were such a weak kid when I first met you. Kind-hearted and a crybaby. I tried to beat that out of you since I thought it would get you killed one day. But now I see that your gentler qualities are what really gives you life.”

“Piccolo…”

Piccolo clamped his hand down on his shoulder. It was a simple touch, one that he had done many times over the years, but right now it felt more meaningful, and Gohan could feel emotions swirling in his chest.

“Back then I did think of you as a son. I was so proud of your fighting progress and accomplishments. I still want to protect you and watch over how you grow and succeed, but I suppose you are right that there is more to the feelings I have. I am not sure what they are, though.”

Gohan laughed. “I don’t either. I, uh, don’t dislike you touching me, though.” He could feel his face heating at that confession. He knew that anyone else would probably take that the wrong way.

Piccolo squeezed his shoulder. “I don’t either.”

Gohan nodded, taking in a breath. “Okay! We’ll be family that occasionally touches, then.”

Piccolo gave a short, huffed laugh. “I suppose that works. For now at least.”

Gohan rubbed the back of his head. “To be honest, I was a bit nervous to tell you.”

Piccolo dropped his hand. “Why’s that?”

“I thought you might find it too weird or find me gross or something.”

The Namekian snorted. “Humans may have concerns with it, but we only have one gender on Namek.”

“I guess you’re right. Still, though, you don’t exactly have these sorts of relationships at all.”

“Usually, no. You don’t normally spit up eggs to reproduce. Do you think that is gross?”

A bit yes, since it involved spit, but Gohan understood his point. “Nope, it’s how nature intended it. And life is always beautiful.”

Piccolo gave another short laugh. “Perhaps you should try your hand at writing poetry.”

“You think? I think biology is more up my alley.”

“It doesn’t hurt to have a hobby.”

“What about you, then?” he pressed. “Do you do anything besides meditate all day?”

“Of course, I do,” Piccolo said but it was obviously mostly a lie.

Gohan stood up. “That’s it. I’m going to buy you some books.”

“Are you calling me uneducated?”

“Maybe.”

They both laughed. Gohan’s hand moved without him thinking and landed on the edge of Piccolo’s leg. They both stared at it for a moment, then continued laughing.

#piccolo x gohan #dbz #dragon ball #dragon ball super #dragon ball z #gohan son #piccolo #my writing #fanfic #fanfiction

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