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An eclectic mix of Krillin / Eighteen fanfiction, Tech Support Horror Stories, and Items of a Personal Nature. Visit @k18flashfics for my Krillin / Eighteen short fiction.

[koinekid]

A love song about Krillin and A18

While testing out ChatGPT, I entered the following prompt:

"Write in the style of the beverly hilbillies theme a song about krillin romancing android 18 in dragonball z"

Click Keep reading to see the results.

(Verse 1) Well, let me tell ya 'bout a little man named Krillin, A martial artist with a heart so willin', One day he met a girl, like no other he'd seen, Android 18, a beauty so serene.

(Chorus) Come listen to a tale 'bout a love so true, Krillin and Android 18, a love that grew, From the battles they fought, to the moments they shared, Their love bloomed, beyond what others dared.

(Verse 2) Now Krillin was small, but his spirit was strong, And Android 18, she didn't take long, To see his kindness and his gentle ways, She found herself drawn, through love's mysterious maze.

(Chorus) Come listen to a tale 'bout a love so true, Krillin and Android 18, a love that grew, From the battles they fought, to the moments they shared, Their love bloomed, beyond what others dared.

(Bridge) With each passing day, their bond grew tight, Side by side, in every dragonball fight, Krillin's devotion, it melted her heart, And Android 18 found love's brand-new start.

(Verse 3) Now they're a couple, an unlikely pair, Krillin and Android 18, a love beyond compare, Through the trials they faced, their love stood tall, Defying all odds, they conquered it all.

(Chorus) Come listen to a tale 'bout a love so true, Krillin and Android 18, a love that grew, From the battles they fought, to the moments they shared, Their love bloomed, beyond what others dared.

(Outro) So raise a glass to Krillin's love story, A romance that shone with Dragonball glory, In the world of Z, their love did shine, Krillin and Android 18, a love so fine.

Note: This song is written in the style of "The Beverly Hillbillies" theme song and celebrates the love story between Krillin and Android 18 in Dragon Ball Z. It highlights Krillin's kindness and Android 18's unexpected attraction to him, showcasing the growth of their relationship. The intention is to capture the lightheartedness and charm of the original theme song while paying homage to the Dragon Ball Z series.

[koinekid]

The trend of using AI to reimagine shows as 80s sitcoms strikes Dragonball. Video by Dan Taveras Music. Watch the video or click Keep reading for the Krillin and Eighteen images .

[koinekid]

I was just watching RealLifeRyan on Livestream on YouTube and caught his response to someone from the chat saying that Krillin is underrated. Apologies for the quality. The video was recorded off my TV.

Link to the stream this was captured from is below.:

[koinekid]

I was just watching RealLifeRyan on Livestream on YouTube and caught his response to someone from the chat saying that Krillin is underrated. Apologies for the quality. The video was recorded off my TV.

Link to the stream this was captured from is below.:

[chestnutisland]

Chestnut Island's 1st 'Annual' K18Mas!

Yup that's right! I thought it would be fun to have a Christmas themed K18 event similar to Chestnutfest.

The notes.

December 14th and 24th do not have a theme to participate in because of the giveaway. (It's a good one, I promise!) The 25th's theme is actually Merry Christmas, in case it wasn't clear.

The remaining days have a Christmas theme you can create for, whether it be art or fiction, or even something else!

If you participate, please either tag your post in the first 5 tags with k18mas, tag the blog or mention the blog so I can see it and reblog your awesome works.

For Twitter, tag the Chestnutfest twitter. Or my art twitter so I can retweet it.

For any questions, just send me a DM or ask.

And of course, have fun.

If this is successful, I might indeed make it an annual event. Feel free to reblog and share!

[koinekid]

Chestnut Fest 2022 Prompt: Indulgence

Caramel and Crunchy Stuff

A Dragonball Z/Super Marron fanfiction

by Koinekid

***

It started with a dab of caramel on the rim of a bowl.

Dishes had been Marron’s responsibility since she turned seven and discovered the concept of an allowance. Instead of leaving the chore to the end of the day, she developed a habit of regularly checking the sink for dirty dishes, rinsing them, and loading them into the dishwasher for later. Today was no different. After returning from school and tossing her backpack onto the couch, she made a beeline for the kitchen, dreading the horrors that awaited her if uncle Goku had made the surprise visit Goten teased her about. But all she found were a pair of bowls and spoons, nearly spotless save for the telltale drop of golden goodness.

Marron grinned. Caramel meant one thing. She grabbed a clean bowl and spoon and practically skipped to the freezer, only to find it conspicuously devoid of ice cream. She checked the trash bin—empty with a fresh liner. Nor were there any sundae toppings in the fridge or pantry, unless you counted the lone, almost too ripe banana stashed between the cereal and rice. Her grin faded to a frown, which she just managed to conceal before registering her mother’s footfalls headed toward the kitchen. Swapping the bowl for the banana and juice box, she made a hasty exit, passing by her mother and mumbling an excuse about homework.

On impulse, Marron nearly voiced her suspicions, but the sight of Mama, brow raised, staring into the sink, made her think better of it. Besides, figuring things out herself would be so much more fun, right?

***

Homework drove the notions of secret ice cream and mystery solving out of her mind. Instead, she spent the hours after school second guessing her decision to enroll in pre-Algebra. The mundane, non-headache-inducing fifth grade math most of her friends were taking seemed much more appealing these days. She shouldn’t have let Trunks tease her into signing up. Her only consolation was that the purple-haired son of a genius was struggling with the subject as much as she was.

After dinner, she transferred her homework from the dining table to the desk in her room and alternated between quadratic equations and texting in the group chat she shared with Trunks, Goten, and a few other friends. After dogpiling on Goten for his cheerful proclamation that he finished his math homework hours ago (he was in general math), she and Trunks collaborated on one of the toughest problems. At 9:30 PM, she finally set down her pencil and flopped into bed. Five minutes later, she sat bolt upright.

“The dishes!”

She rushed downstairs and, as she neared the kitchen, noticed faint light coming from underneath the door and what sounded like silverware clanking against porcelain. If her parents were washing the dishes she neglected, she’d be so embarrassed.

Forcing herself to slow down—over the years, she’d smacked more than one person with a hastily thrown open door—she eased the door open and slid the dimmer switch upward to fully illuminate the kitchen. “Sorry, sorry,” she murmured. “I for...got.”

All thoughts of chores faded as she found her parents huddled, not over the sink, but over a plastic container with what appeared to be an even mix of caramel and ice cream. The words on the container were hard to see, half obscured by the plastic grocery bag in which it set. Marron could just about make out “gelato” and “indulgence.” Mama paused, spoon an inch away from her mouth. Papa dropped his spoon, and it clattered to the table, spilling caramel and melted ice cream onto the wood. Mama shot him an annoyed look and gestured for the roll of paper towels in the middle of the table.

Marron found her voice. “I-is that ice cream?”

Mama met her eyes. “No.”

Papa retrieved his spoon and wiped it with a paper towel. “It’s gelato.”

Mama continued. “You wouldn’t like it. It’s got caramel and...” She looked at the container as if searching for the proper word. “...Crunchy stuff.”

Marron blinked. “I like caramel.”

Mama said, “It’s for adults.”

Papa inserted his now clean spoon into the container and grinned. “I’m an adult.” Marron thought about arguing further, but the whole event was just too surreal. She decided to chalk it all up to a homework-induced stress dream and go back to bed. For once, she would leave the dishes to the morning, and if she found more ice cream covered bowls and spoons than yesterday, she would roundly ignore them.

***

One late night, six years and five advanced math courses later, Marron found herself on the other side of this bizarre happening. An unopened letter from Satan City Polytechnic Institute lay on the table before her. It contained the response to her early admissions application. Also on the table were three bowls--one for each of her parents, and one for her. Her first taste of gelato brought to mind three words: Worth. The. Wait.

“Are you ready to open it,” Papa asked.

Marron toyed with the flap of the envelope, well-worn from hours of peeling it back a little at a time.

“Don’t rush her,” Mama said.

Marron pushed the envelope to Papa. “I’m still too nervous. You—”

“Is that ice cream?” a voice interrupted.

Marron turned her head to see a shrimp with an unruly mop of black hair rubbing sleep from his eyes. Jacin. And where one of her twin brothers was, the other...

Jaden, his blonde hair as messy as his brothers, was far more awake. He grinned and started for the table. “All right!”

Marron rolled her eyes, but then an idea formed. “No.”

“Aww,” Jaden whined. “Dad, we can have some, right?”

“No,” Marron repeated. “It isn’t ice cream.

That stopped the boys in their tracks.

Marron continued, “It’s gelato, and it’s for adults. Right, Papa?”

Papa chuckled. “Sorry, boys. Your sister is right.”

“It’s got caramel and crunchy bits,” Mama added. “You wouldn’t like it.”

“We like caramel,” Jacin squeaked.

Mama rose, smiling to herself. “Come on, I think we have some mint chocolate chip in the freezer.”

The boys perked up but deflated when Mama added, “But only half a cup each. It’s past your bedtime.”

“You can have gelato when you’re older, “Marron called out. “When you’re both adults.” She turned back to the table to avoid any rude gestures the boys might send her way. That’s right. She looked down at the acceptance letter. I am an adult, and I should act like it.

Pushing her bowl aside, she picked up the letter and tore open the envelope. Mama paused at the freezer, and she and Papa shared a glance. Marron took a deep breath and pulled out and unfolded the single sheet of paper within. The shriek of delight that followed shook the house.

Okay, so maybe she wasn’t fully an adult, but what would be the fun in that?

The End

***

The inspiration: https://youtu.be/R1Q-T_raX8Y

[otpprompts]

Imagine your OTP is doing the deed. Unfortunately, they left the window open and a bee has flown into the room. What happens next is up to you.

[theultradork]

@xfadedmemoriezx  …I can see it…

[koinekid]

Without missing a beat, Eighteen raises her hand and blasts the "🐝". It flies through the window and plummets to the sand below. On the beach, a smoldering 🐷 Oolong 🐷 groans. "How did she know it was me?"

[koinekid]

A New Enemy Attacks

It was a hard fought battle, but they’re okay!

It’s not related to any specific prompt, but what the heck?

[chestnutisland]

Happy Love Day to all of you!💚

[koinekid]

Let's get those printed out and sold in stores. 😁

[chestnutisland]

Watermelon K18, this is what I meant with that tag on this picture @tartumbler94 >D

[koinekid]

They almost look like Nameckians. 😅

[chestnutisland]

A few days late but here no less! I'm enjoying Chestnut fest so far!

[koinekid]

The framing and perspective are good on this. Nicely done.

[chestnutisland]

It has officially started!!! I'm so excited! I'm at work all day,🙄😭, but I'll have my first theme up later tonight! Looking forward to your contributions 💕

[koinekid]

Don't know if I'll be able to participate this year, but i may have one or two half finished stories collecting dust on my hard drive, so we'll see. Looking forward to what everyone else produces regardless. 😊

[chestnutisland]

Hi! It's been quite a while I doodled these two...^_^'

[koinekid]

The legend returns... ✋

[koinekid]

Watch "#ThankYouKentaroMiura RIP" on YouTube

Manga has lost a legend, whose departure much too soon has left a hole in the hearts of those who knew and loved him and those he affected with his story. I've watched a number of tributes to Kentaro Miura in the hours since his death was announced. In one of them, I heard that fans have reported that reading the struggle of Guts in Berserk gave them the strength to combat thoughts of suicide. What greater legacy could the author of a work ask for than to help someone find the strength to endure? I'm linking one of the online tributes above. Rest in peace, Miura. Though you left your masterpiece far from finished, its legacy will endure.

[chestnutisland]

Kira over at Twitter created two days for the twins so I had to participate! Check out the tag #twindroidsday on twitter to see more awesome works!

[koinekid]

I don't think she heard you, Seventeen. Haha.

[koinekid]

So I'm a Spider, So What's Kumo takes on Oozaru Vegeta

Kumo wins! Has a simian snack.

[chestnutisland]

An AU dear to my heart indeed!

@theultradork

[theultradork]

This is so adorable! IT’S SUCH A CUTE CONCEPT FOR THEM! I also think it’s adorable that they still crush on each other like this in the actual show too. <3

[koinekid]

Well done indeed! If other anime can have high school comedy remakes, I'd say it's high time for dbz to have one.