Stumbling across your blog was definitely the highlight of my week, for sure. It’s quite hard finding any Dragon Ball fics. I was wondering if you would be up for an Alluka-like reader, you know? The whole Nanika entity, wish-granting kind of thing, with the Grand Priest, Whis, Supreme Kai, or Beerus—you can pick whichever of these you wish.
(Preferably platonic, with a slightly younger reader, around 15 or so.)
Your writing, I must say, is addictinggggggggg. Looking forward to your future works—I won’t miss them for the world!!!!! And thank you 💞💞💞
Hiii!! Thank you very much for you kind words! I love Hunter x Hunter so I decided to write this sooner than expected🙏🏻💓
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Alluka-like reader with The Grand Priest,Whis and Lord Beerus
The Grand Priest
Daishinkan doesn't see you as just a child;he sees you as a dual natured anomaly that requires absolute precision. He is for sure the one who memorized every "rule" of your wish-granting side,treating the Nanika entity with the same terrifyingly polite respect he shows the Zenos.
When he approaches you,his voice drops to a lower,measured frequency. He knows that he's talking to a 15 year old who just wants to be loved,but he never forgets that "Nanika" is listening too. He’s the only one who can fulfill your "requests" without showing a single flicker of fear on his face.
If the Nanika side takes over,the Grand Priest doesn't flinch. He stands before your hollow,black eyes with a serene smile,ready to negotiate the "price" for whatever you're about to ask. He treats the exchange like a business transaction,impeccably calm even if the cost ends up being something catastrophic.
Sometimes,when you are just yourself and you’re feeling lonely,he’ll let you sit near his staff while he works. He won't play games,but he’ll provide a silent,powerful presence that makes you feel safe. He sees you as a unique piece of the multiverse that must be preserved at all costs.
He doesn't just "babysit" you;he treats your 15 year old self like a high ranking apprentice. He teaches you how to control your impulses,knowing that an emotional outburst from a Nanika-like being is a potential multiversal threat. It’s a strange,platonic mentorship where he is incredibly patient,never raising his voice,but always maintaining that chillingly polite distance.
There is a dark,latent tension in his care. While he is protective,there is always the underlying truth that if Nanika ever became truly uncontrollable,he would be the one to deal with it. You can see it in the way his eyes never truly soften;he cares for you as a vital part of the cosmic order,but his loyalty is to the balance of the universes first.
Only him and the zenos truly know the origin of the entity inside you. When you’re asleep,he often watches over you for a moment longer than necessary,his hands clasped behind his back. He views you as someone who doesn't belong to the mortal realm nor the divine,but exists in the beautiful,terrifying space in between.
Whis
Whis genuinely enjoys the "Alluka" side of you. He finds your energy and your desire to play a refreshing break from Beerus’s constant napping or Goku’s obsession with fighting. He’s always bringing you exotic sweets from Earth,using them as "rewards" for keeping your mood stable and happy throughout the day.
He is a master at navigating your requests. If Alluka starts asking for simple things like "Whis,give me a piggyback ride" or "Whis,braid my hair" he agrees instantly with a graceful chuckle. He knows that fulfilling these tiny,innocent demands keeps Nanika "asleep" and satisfied,and he treats it like a high stakes,graceful game of strategy.
Despite his neutral nature,he’s grown protective of you in an almost human way. If Goku or Vegeta get too loud or start sparring too close to you,he’ll move them away with a sharp tap of his staff and a look that says they’re being "unnecessarily reckless". He doesn't want anything to disturb you.
When Nanika emerges,Whis’s tone shifts instantly. He becomes incredibly formal and attentive. He isn't afraid,but he treats the entity inside you as a peer,speaking to "it" with a softness that masks the incredible latent tension in the air.
Since you’re 15,Whis tries to help you develop a life outside of...whatever that is. He teaches you how to appreciate the small details of Beerus’s planet or how to refine your palate for gourmet food. He wants you to have a strong personality,hoping that a happy heart will keep Nanika’s more destructive impulses at bay.
There’s a constant latent tension whenever Goku or Vegeta are around. They don't understand that you aren't "strong" in a fighting sense,but that you can bypass the laws of the multiverse. Whis has to constantly warn them,and it's not very useful anyway...
Though he acts aloof,there’s a latent tension in his eyes when you’re asleep. He knows that as you get older,the power inside you might grow. He often spends his nights looking at the stars,wondering if he’s doing enough to make sure Alluka stays the dominant side of your soul.
Behind that calm,smiling mask,Whis is acutely aware that you are a being he might not be able to "undo". If Nanika ever made a request he couldn't fulfill,the fallout would be beyond even his control. This creates a deep,hidden tension in their relationship as he’s incredibly kind to you,but there’s a flicker of alertness in his eyes every time you open your mouth to speak,waiting to see which side of you is talking.
Lord Beerus
Beerus is a God of Destruction,but he is absolutely spooked by the "Nanika" side of you. He’s seen what happens when it gets a no,and he has no desire to be the next victim of it. He treats you with a level of cautious politeness that he usually only reserves for Zeno.
He’s realized that a happy Alluka means a sleeping Nanika. Whenever you’re around,he becomes uncharacteristically generous with his snacks. "Here,take this premium pudding and go sit in the corner" he’ll mutter,pushing a plate toward you. It’s not out of the goodness of his heart;it’s a strategic bribe to keep its requests at zero for the day.
Beerus has a mental list of things he will never do for you. If you ask him for a "piggyback ride" he visibly breaks into a cold sweat. He’ll look at Whis with a panicked expression,silently begging the angel to intervene before he has to choose betwen dying of embarrassment or triggering a catastrophe.
Despite his grumbling,he’s strangely protective. If a random planet conqueror or a cocky mortal gets too close to you,Beerus will probably delete them before they can even speak. "They were annoying me" he’ll claim,but in reality,he’s terrified they might accidentally trigger one of your requests and get the whole universe erased.
If you decide to take a nap near him,Beerus stays perfectly still. He doesn't want to accidentally bump into you or wake you up in a way that Nanika might find "disrespectful". The sight of a terrifying God of Destruction sitting frozen while a teenager snoozes nearby is a source of endless amusement for Whis. Over time,when he gets more...used to it he’ll even let you curl up at the end of his massive bed,acting like he doesn't notice,as long as you don't wake him up with a request for his pillow.
He'll ends up growning used to your presence. He likes that you aren't obsessed with power levels or fighting like Goku and Vegeta. You’re just a kid who wants to share a snack,and as long as it doesn't start making "requests" he actually finds your company...tolerable.
When Goku and Vegeta are making too much noise during their sparring sessions,Beerus will use you as a threat. "Keep it down,or I'll let the kid ask you for a favor!" and let's be honest,Goku does NOT understand the gravity of the matter until something unpleasant happens.
In the quietness between universes, where stars breathed and worlds bloomed, there existed a place that not even Zeno saw. A garden woven of time, where flowers opened with the rhythm of born galaxies and the air shimmered with a celestial hum that only 2 could hear...
Daishinkan had built it long ago in secret. Not for power. Not for gods. But for you, Y/N, the Priestess of Harmony.
You stood there, your robes moving like soft ribbons through the air, trailing silver light. Every step you took made the crystal ground beneath your feet glow faintly, your presence alone stirring the balance of this secluded realm. You had been created to heal the ruptures between universes, to soothe divine energy gone astray. Yet even your power paled next to the stillness of the Grand Priest’s gaze.
He appeared as he always did, calm, unreadable, his eyes a mirror of the universes long-gone. But tonight, something softened them.
“You’ve been here often lately,” his voice came, smooth as the still air itself.
You smiled faintly, brushing your fingertips over a glowing blossom that pulsed brightly. “It reminds me of the peace... and of you.” You said with that beautiful smile of yours.
He blinked, an almost imperceptible sign of surprise. “Peace and I are rarely found in the same sentence.”
“Then perhaps,” you turned, facing him, “you should let someone say it more often.”
A silence stretched between you, as sacred as it was fragile. The Grand Priest had seen the death of suns and the rebirth of dimensions, yet nothing seemed to weigh on him the way this did, this gentle affection he felt for you. It wasn’t meant to exist. Not for one such as him.
Still, he stepped closer. “You know what it means to feel as I do.”
You looked up at him, your eyes reflecting the faint, swirling cosmos above. “Yet you still made me this garden.”
His lips curved, just a breath of a smile. “Maybe I did not make it for the balance of creation after all.”
The moment stretched quietly. You could feel his energy brushing against yours. As though afraid that a single wrong touch would unmake the fragile beauty between you.
When he finally reached for you, his hand hovered first, hesitant, before cupping your cheek with a tenderness that contradicted his omnipotence. “When I built this place,” he murmured, “I did not understand longing. Now… I do.”
You leaned into his palm, feeling the faint hum of divine energy beneath his skin. “Let it be our secret. A place where even time lets us be.”
He opened his mouth to answer, perhaps to say something he had never allowed himself to before, when the air suddenly shimmered.
A pulse of absurdly bright, childish energy rippled through the garden.
“Daishinkan! Daishinkan! Where are youuuu?”
The voice was unmistakable.
You blinked, nearly stepping back as a glowing portal opened above one of the starlit trees, petals scattering from the sudden divine pressure. Daishinkan’s serene expression twitched. Once. Just once.
“…The Omni-King,” he said, in that perfectly composed tone that somehow carried the faintest whisper of exasperation.
You pressed your lips together to hide your laugh. “You mean our privacy alarm.”
“Apparently, even this realm isn’t beyond His Majesty’s curiosity.”
A blue/purple head peeked through the portal, blinking enormous eyes.
“Daishinkan! You’re here! Ohhh, what’s this place?”
Daishinkan straightened immediately, his usual divine calm snapping back into place like a mask. “A minor… maintenance project, Your Majesty.”
Zeno floated fully into the garden, spinning once, delighted by the shimmering flowers. “It’s pretty! You made it sparkle! Oh, and-” his eyes turned toward you, “-who’s she?”
You bowed gracefully, hiding the small smile threatening your composure. “An assistant in maintaining universal harmony, Your Majesty.”
Zeno gasped. “She’s shiny too!”
Daishinkan’s faint cough was not quite a cough. “Indeed, Your Majesty. But perhaps we should return to the palace before the Supreme Kais grow anxious again?”
Zeno frowned, crossing tiny arms. “Mmmm… okay. But I like this place! It feels happy!” He pointed at Daishinkan and then at you. “You should come here more! Both of you!”
The portal blinked out as suddenly as it had appeared. Silence reclaimed the garden.
You turned slowly to find Daishinkan looking at where Zeno had been utterly expressionless, though the tips of his ears carried a faint pink hue.
You couldn’t help it. You laughed softly. “So much for ‘a place where even time lets us be.’”
Daishinkan exhaled, almost smiling. “It seems even time bows to His Majesty’s schedule.”
You tilted your head, eyes bright. “Then we’ll simply steal a few moments when we can.”
He looked at you, the faintest gleam of warmth returning to his eyes. “Then I suppose,” he murmured, offering his hand, “we’ll continue our secret… between interruptions.”
You took his hand, your laughter echoing through the shimmering garden, the kind of sound even the Omni-King might have smiled at without knowing why.
"Quiero encontrarte entre la multitud, solo para esconderme de ti."
Amidst the blur of a million beings, your presence would always pierce through, undeniable and singular. And in every life I'm given, it's you, only you, my being strains to find.
(Daishinkan tucking away his feelings for Juyayo? 🫣 Loving her from afar! 🥹)
Hi do you remember my previous suggestion how we should do a Daishinkan x reader, Goku being Goku does something stupid like for example asking the Zenos to come to earth (and believe me, the panic is real) Daishinkan obviously comes with the little gods and Bulma knowing how destructive those little gods are hires a top psychologist and care taker for them to play with (because let’s be honest the entire divine hierarchy in Dragonball super seems to be neurodivergent) and the reader is incredible at it so much so they are constantly called to take care of them so they get close to Daishinkan as well and believe me this angel might composed, but let’s be honest these definitely repressed emotionally (angels need to be neutral but it is clearly not natural if it needs to be enforced and they clearly have emotions as well) not to mention dealing with the Zenos must be absolutely exhausting, especially because he cannot even tell no to them just desperately try to get their attention so don’t try a erasing universes, reader notice the signs and tries to make things easier for him without actually using medical terms (because they probably realise Devine beings probably do not like to talk about feelings, especially about things that might make them feel like failures or flawed) so the Grand Priest starts falling in love with the pretty and nice human
I say we do introductions and story with love before anything too serious or maybe nsfw, we can also use this to continue the stories in parts for future suggestions.
But also, if you do not want to do it, it’s completely okay
Hii! Sorry for the delay but I had a lot to study and didn't find much time to write. This is just the first part as I didn't want to rush things too much,I will definitely make at the very least one more:)
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Daishinkan x reader
Goku had been itching for a good fight or at least something exciting ever since the Tournament of power wrapped up. Training was great,but sometimes even him needed a change of scenery...One usual afternoon on King Kai’s planet (after scarfing down a massive lunch),he pulled out the small,purple button Zeno had given him way back when.
“Hey...why not?” he muttered with a grin. “been a while since I said hi" He pressed it without a second thought,and in a flash of light he appeared in the palace of the king of all.
The two tiny Omni-Kings were playing with floating blocks,their guards standing silently nearby. The Grand Priest hovered attentively at their side,with a composed yet serene expression,as if the weight of the multiverse was just another mild afternoon diversion.
The zenos looked up in unison,their big,innocent looking eyes widening with delight. "Goku! Goku!" they chimed together,their voices high pitched and echoing in perfect sync,like two kids spotting their favorite toy. They dropped the blocks mid-air, letting them tumble harmlessly.
Goku waved casually,scratching the back of his head with that goofy smile. "Heya,Zeno-sama! And...you too,other zeno-sama! whatcha up to? looks like fun!"
"Playing! blocks go boom sometimes!" one Zeno said,clapping his tiny hands. The other nodded vigorously. "Boom! but it's starting to get boring...why don't you stay here and play with us?"
Goku chuckled "Boring,huh? Well I...I can't,but if you're lookin' for fun,you should come visit Earth! we've got all kinds of stuff! tons of food,games,and Bulma's throwin' this big festival in about a week to celebrate...uh,peace or somethin' after the tournament"
The Zenos tilted their heads in sync,processing it with childlike curiosity. Then their faces lit up. "Earth? festival? fun! Yes! we go! one week!" They bounced up and down,their excitement rippling through the palace like a wave,causing a few distant stars in the void to flicker uncertainly.
The Grand Priest inclined his head slightly toward Goku,his voice soft,polite,and impeccably measured,betraying not a hint of surprise or concern. "Son Goku. It is always a pleasure to see you. The Omni-Kings seem quite taken with your suggestion. I shall make the necessary arrangements to accompany them,ensuring their visit aligns with the balance of the universes."
Goku blinked,still grinning. "Oh,hey,Grand Priest! Yeah,sounds good! see ya in a week,then!" He gave a thumbs-up,then pressed the button again,vanishing back to King Kai's planet without so much as a second thought about the potential chaos he'd just unleashed.
Back on Earth,Goku dropped out of the sky onto the lush green lawn of Capsule Corporation,right in the middle of Bulma tinkering with some gadget and Vegeta grunting through his gravity training nearby. Beerus was dozing on a lounge chair with a half-eaten fish skewer dangling from his paw,while Whis sipped tea elegantly beside him.
"Hey,everyone!" Goku called out cheerfully,landing with a soft thud. "Man,King Kai's food is good,but Chi-Chi's cookin' is callin' me home. And oh yeah,almost forgot. I popped over to see the two zenos,and I mentioned Bulma's big festival next week...they're comin' down for it! cool, right?"
Instantly a collective silence falls for a few seconds,before finally being broken by Bulma's wrench slipping from her hand,clanging against the metal floor as her face turned as white as a sheet. "Goku! You invited them...to Earth?! are you out of your mind?? need to remind you that they were about to destroy our universe or what?!"
Vegeta powered down mid-rep,his eyes narrowing into slits of pure fury while appearing before them,veins bulging on his forehead "Kakarot! You brainless idiot! Inviting those all-powerful brats here...do you want us all erased?!"
Beerus jolted awake so fast his chair tipped over,sending the fish skewer flying. His fur stood on end like a startled cat,eyes wide with unbridled terror. "Goku!! You utter fool...I knew I should have destroyed you from the very beginning! Do you know they could easily wipe out the entire universe if anything bothered them?!" He was practically screaming.
Whis set his teacup down with a soft clink,his expression mildly amused but with that underlying hint of exasperation he reserved for moments like these. "Calm yourself,Lord Beerus. Though I must admit,Goku's boldness is...impressive,as always. The Grand Minister will surely accompany them,per standard protocol. Preparations are indeed in order to prevent...any mishaps."
Goku just stood there,blinking innocently, hands on his hips. "Aw,c'mon,guys! It'll be fine. they'll love earth! no big deal."
Bulma was already pacing, her genius mind kicking into overdrive as she whipped out her phone. "no big deal?! Goku,your head's emptier than a vacuum!" she paused. "Okay,emergency mode....I'm hiring the best of the best. A top-tier psychologist and caretaker specialized in handling extreme personalities. Someone who can keep omnipotent toddlers entertained without the universe imploding...and we're fortifying this place top to bottom!"
Vegeta crossed his arms,scoffing a bit. "Hmph,better than leaving it to Kakarot's nonexistent brain"
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Exactly one week later,the sky above Capsule Corporation rippled like water,a shimmering portal tearing open in the sky just as it did for divine arrivals. Out floated the two Omni-Kings,their tiny forms bobbing with excitement,eyes wide as they took in the blue skies,green grass,and bustling setup below. "Earth! Big! Different! Fun starts now?"
Right behind them,the Grand Priest emerged, his lavender skin and white hair pristine,staff hovering at his side like an extension of his will. He descended gracefully,landing with nary a sound,and offered a polite bow to the assembled group;Goku waving enthusiastically,Vegeta glaring,Bulma forcing a smile through her nerves,Beerus already prostrating himself flat on the ground in exaggerated deference,while Whis stood with his usual poise.
"Greetings,inhabitants of Universe 7" the Grand Priest intoned softly,his voice carrying that ethereal calm that could soothe a storm. "As you can see the Omni-Kings are most pleased to accept your hospitality."
Beerus,still glued to the ground,whimpered faintly. "W-Welcome,Zeno-sama! We are unworthy! Please,enjoy everything we've prepared!"
The Zenos immediately started pointing at random things,a bird,a cloud,Bulma's latest hovercar. "What's that? I've never seen one like this,but I don't like the color too much...do we make it go away?" One raised a hand casually,and a nearby bush vanished in a harmless,at least for the moment,way.
Bulma yelped,but quickly composed herself. She'd spent the week fortifying the grounds: reinforced barriers invisible to the eye,holographic projectors for safe "destruction" games,sensory pods for "recharging" and a mini-tournament ring with energy absorbers to prevent actual blasts. "Welcome,Zeno-sama! We've got everything ready for you;food,games,the works!"
That's when you stepped forward. Bulma's emergency hire the absolute best in your field,with a track record of handling the most unpredictable,high-energy individuals imaginable. You'd been briefed (as much as one could be on literal gods),dressed practically,bag of adaptive tools at your side. No fear,just professional calm.
You knelt down to their level,smiling warmly but respectfully,voice gentle and engaging without being patronizing. "Hi there. I'm Y/N,I heard you like fun games and making things happen,want to see something cool we set up just for you?"
The Zenos tilted their heads in unison. "Cool? Show it now!"
You activated one of Bulma's holograms,a floating orb they could poke to "reshape" universes visually,with bursts of color and sound but no real power. "Try this. You can make it big,small,or even...destroy it,but it always comes back for more!"
"Boom! Fun!" They poked it, giggling as it exploded into sparkles and reformed. For the first time,their attention locked in,whims channeled safely.
Goku laughed. "Hey,that's neat! Good job,Y/N!"
Vegeta huffed from the side. "Hmph. it's all thanks to bulma anyway..."
Whis smiled faintly,helping Beerus up from the ground as the Destroyer dusted himself off,still shaky. "See,Lord Beerus? All under control"
Beerus grumbled,tail flicking. "For now..."
The Grand Priest observed from a short distance,his expression unchanging;serene yet neutral. But his sharp eyes noted every detail:how you anticipated their shifts in interest redirecting seamlessly without a single "no." It was efficient. Effective. He said nothing,simply ensuring the Omni-Kings' safety as per his eternal duty.
As the afternoon wore on,you carefully guided them through more activities,one step at a time. The festival foods (specially prepared to be "fun-shaped") kept them munching happily. When the Zenos started chanting about wanting to see Goku fighting with growing excitement,Goku perked up immediately,his eyes lighting up like it was Christmas.
"Alright! Let's do this!" Goku shouted,powering up slightly and dropping into a fighting stance in the mini-ring. "I'll go easy,but it'll be awesome!"
Bulma shrieked from the sidelines. "Goku,no!"
Whis stepped in smoothly,his staff tapping Goku's shoulder with a gentle but firm barrier of energy. "Now,now,Goku. Remember,this is for entertainment only. No actual combat that could...escalate matters"
Goku deflated a bit,rubbing his head. "Aw, man...but fights are the best part! Fine,fine...how about I just show off some ki blasts? small ones!"
The Zenos bounced. "blasts?? yes!!! show us!"
You intervened quickly,sensing the rising risk, and redirected with a holographic twist. "Hey,Omni-Kings,want to make your own blasts first? Like this" You activated a safe simulator where they could "fire" colorful energy beams at targets that exploded into harmless light shows,mimicking a tournament without the danger.
Goku watched,then grinned and joined in half-heartedly at first. "Hey,this is kinda fun too! Look,Kamehame...whoa!" He mimed a tiny wave,syncing it to the hologram for a big visual pop without real power. "See? Safe but still cool!"
The Zenos clapped wildly. "Very cool!"
Vegeta smirked from afar. "Tch. Watered down nonsense. But better than Kakarot starting a real brawl in front of them"
By evening,as the Zenos yawned in sync "We're tired...but it was fun!" the portal reopened. The Grand Priest nodded politely to the group. "A successful visit. The Omni-Kings are satisfied...I shall bid you farewell."
No words to you directly. Just a brief glance in your direction before they departed.
But the Zenos' parting words echoed: "More! Come back soon! Y/N is fun!"
Bulma collapsed into a chair. "We did it! barely. But they're coming back...? Goku,this is all your fault!"
Goku scratched his head. "Heh,sorry! But hey,it was fun,right?"
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A few days later,the call came...literally. Whis's staff pinged with a "divine" message:the Omni-Kings demanded "more Earth fun with Y/N". No arguing with that.
After a while the portal re-opens and...same routine. The zenos greet you by saying "We're back! Let's play more!"
You were ready,introducing slight variations;a "chase the star" game with floating,indestructible orbs. They chased,"caught" and "remade" them,laughing.
During a quiet moment while they snacked,you stood near the garden,wiping your hands. The area was peaceful,with the distant sounds of Goku sparring lightly with Vegeta in the background (at a safe distance,following Bulma's strict orders). The Grand Priest hovered nearby,ever vigilant,his staff glinting faintly in the sunlight as he scanned the surroundings with that unerring,composed gaze.
He spoke first,voice soft and precise. "Your approach with the Omni-Kings is... notably adept. They rarely maintain such focus without...additional guidance."
You nodded modestly,keeping your tone light and respectful,not wanting to overstep with a being who could probably rearrange stars on a whim. "They're full of energy,but It's about giving them outlets that match what they're feeling in that moment. Like with the orbs today;they get to create and change things,but it stays contained. Makes it easier for everyone."
A subtle pause followed,longer than the last time you'd spoken. His gaze drifted for a fraction of a second toward the horizon,where the zenos were now comparing their "planet candies" with childlike intensity,before returning to you. His grip on the staff remained steady,but there was the barest shift in his posture:nothing dramatic,just a hint of relaxation in the shoulders that someone less observant might miss. "Indeed. Balance is key in all matters. The Omni-Kings' whims are boundless,as you have observed. It requires constant vigilance to align them with the greater harmony of the multiverse."
You offered a small smile,sensing the weight behind his words without naming it. Divine beings like him didn't discuss burdens outright,it wasn't their way. Instead,you kept it simple,practical. "Yeah,I can imagine. You've got to be ready for anything with them. But days like this,where things flow smoothly...it probably helps take the edge off a bit. Even the strongest setups need a breather now and then to keep going strong."
He regarded you evenly,his expression unchanging,but there was a subtle softening in his eyes:a rare flicker of acknowledgment that vanished as quickly as it appeared. "Your perception is keen,Y/N. Mortals such as yourself often overlook the subtleties of such roles. Yet,you adapt with remarkable efficiency. It is... refreshing to witness."
You felt a quiet warmth at the compliment,but kept your response grounded. "Thanks. I just try to make things run a little easier where i can. You've been doing this a lot longer than anyone...must have seen every kind of chaos out there"
A faint,almost imperceptible nod. "The multiverse holds infinite varieties of disorders. Guiding it toward order is an eternal task" He paused again,his voice dropping just a touch softer,as if sharing a neutral observation rather than anything personal. "Your contributions here have indeed contributed to a smoother equilibrium during these visits"
The conversation lingered in that calm space for a moment longer,the air filled with the distant giggles of the zenos. No deep revelations or anything like that,just a brief,professional exchange that hinted at mutual respect.
Yet,as the Grand Priest turned to resume his watch,his eyes met yours one final time. In that fleeting instant,beneath the unbreakable veil of neutrality,something unspoken stirred...like a distant star flickering to life in the vast and empty cosmos. It was gone before it could be named with proper words,leaving only the quiet certainty that these visits,these shared silences,were weaving threads of connection across the divide between mortal and divine.
And in the heart of the multiverse's most calm guardian,a subtle shift had begun:one that even the Omni-Kings' whims couldn't erase.
Hello!! I love your headcanons!!
What about Daishinkan (+Zenon) and the reader?
It seems unusual, but the reader has chronic pain?
It may be strange and seem impossible, but imagine Zenon's energy noticeably alleviating the reader's chronic pain. Perhaps even Beerus's energy of destruction practically eliminates the reader's pain.
When the reader is near Hakaishin and Zenon, whose divine energy of destruction unconsciously affects their chronic pain, they feel so alive that they joyfully cry.
Reader with chronic pain-headcanons
The Zenos+Daishinkan:
Being near the Omni kings is like being under a heavy,perfectly numbing anesthetic. Their energy is so concentrated that it doesn't just "soothe" the reader's chronic pain;it deletes the signal entirely. Because they represent both the "Everything" and the "Nothing" their presence essentially resets the reader's nervous system to a state of zero.
While the Zenos might not fully grasp the human concept of "pain" the Grand Priest notices everything. He observes the reader’s breathing even out and their trembling stop the moment they enter the throne room. He doesn't say anything sentimental,but he might subtly usher the reader closer to the Omni kings if he sees a flare up starting.
The moment the pain vanishes completely near the Zenos and Daishinkan,the reader is overwhelmed. They feel so light and unburdened that they almost feel like they could float away,a sensation so alien that the only possible physical response is to break down into happy,shaking sobs. This is the shock of a body that it's finally doing okay,leaving it totally surprised.
The zenos don't even realize they are doing it. To them,the reader just becomes "quieter" and more fun to be around. When the reader starts joyfully crying,they tilt their heads in perfect sync,thinking it's a strange new game,perhaps even reaching out to poke at the tears with innocent curiosity.
Daishinkan surely views the reader’s pain as a structural inefficiency. While he doesn't use his own power to heal directly,he appreciates the "stillness" that the Zenos' energy brings to the reader. His gaze as the reader joyfully cries is one of mild,enigmatic curiosity,as if he's observing a rare and beautiful chemical reaction.
Sometimes,he’ll strike up a conversation just to keep the reader in the room longer,not because he’s chatty,but because he’s curious to see how long the "pain free" effect lasts before the human soul becomes overwhelmed by divine pressure.
The Zenos start to associate the reader’s presence with a specific "vibe". They notice that when the reader is happy and pain free,their own energy seems to sparkle more. "Look! The human is glowing now!" they’ll shout,not realizing the "glow" is just the reader finally being able to stand up straight without suffering.
When the pain vanishes,the reader’s other senses become hyper aware. They notice the smell of the palace’s ozone,the exact hum of the Grand Priest’s staff,and the terrifying beauty of the Zenos' power. Everything is more vivid because they aren't spending 90% of their brainpower just trying to ignore the agony.
Lord Beerus:
Let's be honest,it probably becomes a silent agreement. The reader brings Beerus the most exquisite,delicate snacks from Earth,and in exchange,Beerus "tolerates" the reader sitting right next to his lounge chair for hours. It’s a transaction:gourmet pudding for a pain free afternoon.
Beerus’s Destruction energy acts like a cauterizer. It’s an intense,burning heat that instead of hurting the reader,targets and "destroys" the pain signals in their nerves. It’s a more aggressive form of relief than the Zenos',feeling almost like a heavy,numbing drug.
Beerus rarely acknowledges it. He’ll be sitting on his lounge chair,waiting for Whis to bring him a rare dessert,and he’ll notice the reader inching closer to his seat. He knows they’re doing it to catch the "spillover" of his power,but he just grumbles about "humans being clingy" while secretly making sure he doesn't lower his power level too much.
Beerus genually will act like he doesn't care,a second scenario I can picture is him complaining that the reader is "taking up space" while he's trying to nap. In reality,he lets the reader stay within his aura because he secretly finds it fascinating that his power to end life is the only thing making the reader feel like they have one.
Near Beerus,the relief is accompanied by a surge of adrenaline. The reader feels a sudden,desperate urge to move or do productive things because they finally can. Seeing the reader sobbing with joy usually makes him huff and look away,but he won't move an inch to stop the effect.
Whis is the one who really points it out. He’ll look at the reader,who is currently sobbing into their hands with a grin of pure relief,and then glance at Beerus. "My,Lord Beerus" he’ll tease,"I didn't know you were moonlighting as a medical professional!" Beerus will just snap back about Hakai being for destruction,not "cuddling" but he won't move the reader away.
Even when the pain is gone,the "memory" of it lingers. The reader will sometimes flinch or move cautiously,expecting a spike of pain that never comes. This leads to a lot of latent tension where the reader is constantly waiting for the "drug" to wear off,making them clingy toward the god of destruction in a way that Whis find absolutely hilarious.
