side-dbs blog

24/Black/Woman/This is my dbs (and anime in general) side-blog. All headcanons are my own unless specific otherwise. I ship mainly queer ships.  I have a lot of faves and a lot of ships. I will multiship. If you use my hcs credit and tell me. I will also post tagged NSFW content so minors DNI. Underage and incest shippers please DNI.

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I’m obsessed with the idea of Mikoto not being an actual Uchiha. Like she married into the clan, and that explains why she and Fugaku travel to go see her relatives. 

In general Itachi and Sasuke’s grandparents and extended family are completely different from them, but they all manage to get a long just fine. 

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Omg why are these mf’s so fine 🤤

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I really wish we got more of the dynamic between Beerus and Whis. The angels are terrifying, and I imagine upon meeting one a logical person would be scared. They are the most powerful entities in the multiverse, and only are ‘good’ because they value loyalty above else. 

And I imagine that this loyalty has to be very, very strong for Beerus to get away with treating Whis the way he does. 

But like, was there ever a time he was genially afraid of Whis? What made him fear the grand minister considering just how he treats the angels. And how does he still get away with being mean to Whis knowing his he father is. 

It’s just an interesting dynamic. Whis’s loyalty to Beerus presides despite how he’s treated, or even his loyalty to the other angels. To the point where Beerus (and champa) will throw food at and insult eldritch terrors and fear no backlash XD 

And don’t even get me started on his exchange with Meerus XD 

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I think Beerus is the kind of person to like kids as long as they’re not his. He would be that person who wants a whole bunch of nephews and nieces, but Champa is the exact same way, so between the two of them there are no nephews or nieces and this just fuels their bitterness. 

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Whis listening to SZA and H.E.R. 

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BEER

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I think a childish part of Gohan would be jealous for 0.2 seconds if he learned that Piccolo was going to have children, but it would soon be replaced by joy. I think Gohan would have that irrational fear that he’d be replaced in Piccolo’s eyes, only for Piccolo to have to eventually reassure him he’s not. 

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@darklymelanated please do!! I'm excited!

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I think a childish part of Gohan would be jealous for 0.2 seconds if he learned that Piccolo was going to have children, but it would soon be replaced by joy. I think Gohan would have that irrational fear that he’d be replaced in Piccolo’s eyes, only for Piccolo to have to eventually reassure him he’s not. 

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Title: A Hundred Skyscrapers Summary: Merus stops Granolah in his attempt to kill Goku and Vegeta. He offers him something greater than revenge. Life.

A/N: I wrote this before I knew Granolah had blue hair, so let’s pretend his hair is white.

“When you told me, I looked like an angel all those years ago, it wasn’t a compliment. Was it?”

Granolah stands crouched low—one hand poised to strike, the other held on his blaster. His blue eyes are glued to the Patrolman hovering above him.

“Why would that be a compliment?” When he asks earnestly why the most common pick-up line would be a compliment, Granolah pretty much knows his theory is confirmed. He learned all he could about Goku. He needed to if he wanted to kill him. That man is surrounded by the Divine.

Apparently, the Divine includes angels.

“No reason—” “I didn’t call you an angel. I said you almost looked like one. Because of your white hair.”

“My white hair, like yours.” It is more of a statement than it is a question. Granolah has seen many a strange thing in his relatively long life. An angel, or at least a being who claims himself to be one, doesn’t even make that top of his list.

At least not yet.

He remembers Agent Merus. He brought him in originally, threw his body into the cell while Granolah screamed for his life. Granolah recalls how trying to break free from Merus’s grasp was like trying to break apart kachin with your teeth.

But back then he was purple and did not have a ring of fire around his neck and a staff that emitted the strangest type of energy Granolah had ever felt. And speaking of energy, he can’t feel Merus. Though his presence, levitating still in the air, purple eyes unblinking, is still very much there.

It’s like someone cut out a cardboard cartoon and glued it in the sky.

And maybe, just maybe, angels have reached the top of his list.

“You were not collected after Moro was defeated. Why?”

“Because you all can’t do your job.” Despite himself, he sneers at Merus.

“We captured you, didn’t we?”

“No, you captured me. But you aren’t really Galactic Patrol, now are you?” At this, Granolah begins to plan his escape. Taking the shuttle is not an option. Not now. He could attempt instant transmission*. He spent a little while on Yardart to know the basics of it—the theory. But he hasn’t tried it yet. But who’s to say his attempts at escape wouldn’t be thwarted by the angel.

Still, he had to keep him—

“You’re trying to distract me. I can hear your thoughts.” The angel says from above, amused, “If you instant transmit, I will get to your location before you do.”

“Stay out of my head.” There is some bite behind Granolah’s words, anger brimming just underneath the cool surface. He’s lost so, so much. From the Saiyans, from Galactic Patrol. He’ll fight for control of his thoughts.

“Apologies. You didn’t make that clear to begin with.”

“Well, most normal people don’t go searching around in people’s heads without asking for permission.”

“Most normal people are not escaped convicts from Galactic Patrol prisons, Granolah.”

“Well, most normal people didn’t have their worlds destroyed by apes.”

Merus stays utterly silent for some time, pale gaze never unwavering from Granolah.

“You mean to kill Goku and Vegeta.” He states plain and simple, “For what their fathers did to your people. I will not let you. Any attempt to harm either of them, and I will kill you. You cannot beat me. No mortal in existence can.”

“Well, you know how to twist a knife in a wound, don’t you?”

“I haven’t stab—”

“It’s a figure of speech.” Granolah cuts him off, “Have you lost anybody? Anything? Enough to make you want to get vengeances?”

“I have lost much, yes. And I have acted on it. Almost always with consequence.” He replies without hesitation, and Granolah is almost jealous by the ease at which he can put his heart out like that. He wears his emotions on his sleeve. But his sleeve is one made of steel. But not such for Granolah.

“Then why are you stopping me? If you know what I feel like, why are you stopping me? Let me face the consequences? If those two kill me, then I would have at least died trying to get my people back. I know I won’t win, but at least let me try.”

“No, Granolah. You will not die.” Merus seems to descend, his feet dangling just above Granolah’s head. Its this close that Granolah finally gets a good look at this man. He’s so young, no older than twenty-four in appearance. But his eyes, they tell a different story. An older story. And suddenly, Granolah feels scrutinized under his gaze. He feels fear.

But still, through cold blood and a thumping heart, he manages, “Why are you stopping me?”

“Because your purpose is not to die. Not for vengeance, not for your people. Your purpose is to live. To heal. To forgive.”

The anger that rises within him at that last word is unparalleled. He sees nothing but red and makes to unleash a fit of fury on the angel above him.

“Forgive? Who the hell am I supposed to forgive? Do you mean those beasts that killed my family? My people?”

“ I mean you, Granolah. Forgive yourself. For not saving your people, your friends, or your family. I’m no fool, and neither are you. Self-blame is what’s driven you for all these years.” Merus explains, “Self-blame will drive you to your death if you do not make peace with your past.”

Just as he makes to complain, to retort, to beg the angel to stop, Merus raises a hand, “You have so much more to give than your death. You are a good man Granolah. So, I’m giving you this chance to live.”

It’s like the floor falls from beneath him, and he’s plunging deeper and deeper into the darkness. He swears he’s fallen the length of at least a hundred skyscrapers before he hits the ground again, and when he does collect himself, he does it alone.

The Galactic Patrolman, the angel, Merus is nowhere to be seen. And Granolah is left alone on this dust ball of a planet somewhere in the midst out deep space. Its full of ruins, ancient and old. Ruins that look vaguely familiar.

“Gods above”, Granolah whispers to himself, taking in the scenery around him, “he brought me back home.”

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Rare pair i know, but what about Merus and Granola? I think they know each other, mainly because he was caught by Merus to begin with. At least in my headcanons. I think he would tell Granola he looked like an angel, at least almost. Granola would probably take it as a compliment but Merus would be referencing his hair.

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And, the stronger, sexier older brother.

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Random DBZ Headcanon number 3928

Namekians have terrible night vision. This is due to Planet Namek having three suns that barely ever set, why would they need it? So they’re nearly blind in the dark, but their hearing more than makes up for this. Hearing and touch are definitely their strongest senses, followed by sight. But damn, can our slug boys barely taste or smell anything. They drink water and don’t really need to eat. You need like, 3 taste-buds for that; ‘bitter’, ‘sweet’ and ‘oh god that has salt in it’. The Son family have discovered this the hard way when they’ve gotten Piccolo cook. Sometimes there is such a thing as too much garlic.

Weirdly, Saiyans seem to be mostly the opposite, in terms of their senses. Excellent night vision (they have that creepy-ass eye shine in the dark), utterly superb taste and smell, human level sense of touch but they do have to crank that volume up.

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Also despite appearing physically shorter than him, Goku often forgets that Merus is literally the most powerful creature in his univers aside from Whis, and easily one of the most powerful beings in the multiverse. 

Only when he trains with him, and Merus so effortlessly knocks the Ultra Instinct right out of Goku does he realize what he’s dealing with. 

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I keep on thinking that if Merus knew Goku entirely he'd be annoyed af by him, but then I remember he knew him for six months XD he's the first to accept Gokus annoying ass in its entirety, just due to how aloof he is

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