Hiya!! Would you mind writing Dragon Ball characters (who ever you choose) x mitsuri!reader?? (I rlly like mitsuri if you couldn’t tell LMAO)
Hol' up... gotta do a little research...
Definitely hoping this means Mitsuri of Demon Slayer. That's... That's who I'm referencing as Reader.
He doesn't know how to feel about you, on the one hand- you are extremely strong and capable of fighting and defending yourself, on the other- you can be a little annoying when he's trying to train
He worries about you being taken advantage of however, you seem far too innocent for your own good
He can absolutely hear you coming more than a mile away, he lets you tackle him with hugs and/or hide under his cape while hugging him
He doesn't understand marriage in and of itself, but he can't deny how bright you make life- even if it is against his will
Though when you get quiet, he does everything he can think of to help walk you through it- doesn't matter if you've "gotten over" what happened, he knows things like that can pop up and cause problems for years
He is blinking slowly at you practically all the time, he doesn't know how to feel- but he deeply enjoys your company
Loves listening to you go on and on about things- even if you aren't saying words, he knows exactly what you're saying
He has adopted your speech patterns- much to everyone's dismay
Adores when you hang off him, literally loves having you nearby
Also has no clue what marriage is, but he won't look at anyone else anyways
Finds it cute that you can fight- especially when you show off major feats of strength like its nothing
He both does and doesn't understand how you feel about things that happened in the past, at the very least he will try to comfort you at first chance
Slightly weirded out by how energetic you are, he jokes about how you're part bouncy ball
Tries to show off his strength, but he also loves when you show off your strength as well (he's only a little jealous/awkward about it)
Has spent far too long trying to figure out what language you use when you get hyper, until Goku or Bulma mentions that you just make random noises sometimes
May or may not adopt your mannerisms, starts making noises when he can't find the word
He will jump you the second you mention marriage; you are over his shoulder while he looks for the priest
When you go quiet, he sits with you and holds your hand- he knows what its like to lose people in combat and the dark places it can leave you
Constant Tired Dad expression, how can someone have so much energy?
Zones out frequently when you start making noises during conversation, still knows exactly what you're saying
Lowkey hates how efficient the noise making strat is for communication though...
Will not admit that he loves how clingy you can be at times, he is a little touch starved
He doesn't know how he feels about marriage- as this would be his second one, but he can't deny his feelings for you
Every time you get extra quiet, he starts oversharing about himself- particularly about the people he's lost in battle and how he's coped with that, ways he learned to live with the pain
He doesn't show it, but he loves your over-the-top energy and clingy affections
Will spar as much as you want to, or go do anything- you genuinely make life feel more colorful and fun
He loves snickering as you two show off how deceptively strong you guys are
Will toss a little snark and shade at you from time to time, all in the most playful manner possible
Perfectly content in whatever relationship status you'd want; marriage, dating, situationship- he just likes being with you
Gets really worried when you go quiet, he tries to get you to open up and talk to him so he can help
He's a little miffed that you're a bit taller than him...
But you being as strong and capable as you are is a bonus
He finds it adorable how you bounce around and cling to him, a little less when you hug his soldiers (he won't stop you, but he is watching like a hawk, so his men don't touch you in ways he doesn't approve)
Though he is snickering when you lowkey terrorize Dodoria and Zarbon with group hugs- The Ginyu Force have no problems with group hugs, but you have to initiate (they are terrified of Frieza getting them if they start it)
He doesn't notice when you start making random noises instead of using words, he just assumes its a second (or third+) language
Marriage was a given after a short adjustment/dating period, Frieza is thrilled to bits to have such a strong (and gorgeous) partner on his arm
He is not good at comforting you when you go silent, but he learns fast to shut up and hug in those instances
He is always snickering/laughing at your antics, whether you're tackle hugging him or his men- he finds it entertaining
He actually loves when you start making noises while talking, makes it easier to listen to you and do his thing
Every time you out-lift his men he has to hide or risk roaring with laughter- he loves seeing you show off like that
He also figured marriage was a given- eventually, a powerful partner on his arm will make him seem like a far better ruler than his little brother...
He has seen how his men handle death of a comrade, so he tries to show you compassion and empathy when you go silent- he won't let you go through things like that alone (he hates seeing you not being yourself)
Warnings: None really. Just a slow burn, and fluff!
Synopsis: Goku and you had been the best of friends for as long as you could remember. From childhood adventures to shared secrets, you had a bond that felt unbreakable. Just when your feelings for him started to grow beyond friendship, your parents sent you away, leaving you with no choice but to part ways. So when the day finally came that you reunited, you were completely caught off guard—not by the friendship that picked up where it left off, but by the handsome man Goku had become.
A/N: My Goku fixation is coming back. This fic is inspired by Manolo and Maria because they're just so endgame. It doesn't contain a love triangle, it honestly just skips time over and over again until they confess. I also added 2 alternative ways on how you guys finally confessed!
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Goku and you had been the best of friends for as long as you could remember. From childhood adventures to shared secrets, you had a bond that felt unbreakable. But, as life often does, things changed. Just when your feelings for him started to grow beyond friendship, your parents sent you away, leaving you with no choice but to part ways. So when the day finally came that you reunited, you were completely caught off guard—not by the friendship that picked up where it left off, but by the handsome man Goku had become. He was taller, more muscular—no longer the goofy kid you remembered, but a force of nature. And, despite your own growth, you couldn’t deny how impossible it was to ignore the way he made your heart race now.
You stood at the entrance of the town, the familiar sights feeling strange after all these years. Your heart beat a little faster with each step, knowing Goku was back in your life. You’d heard rumors he was around, but seeing him again? That was something else.
Suddenly, you heard a familiar voice call your name.
You turned, and there he was—Goku. Taller, broader, his once-boyish grin now a confident, easy smile. He was different. A powerful presence radiated from him now, and it made your breath catch.
He jogged up to you, his smile softening. “You’ve changed,” he said, his voice gentle. “I almost didn’t recognize you.”
You blinked, still trying to process the sight of him. “I could say the same about you,” you said, your voice softer than you intended.
Goku laughed, rubbing the back of his head nervously. “Guess we both grew up, huh?”
The years melted away in that moment, and before you could stop yourself, you stepped forward and wrapped your arms around him. It felt so right, so natural—like no time had passed at all.
When he pulled back, his eyes searched yours. “I’ve missed you,” he said quietly.
Your heart skipped a beat. “I’ve missed you too,” you whispered, realizing just how true that was.
ੈ✩‧₊˚ Time Skip ੈ✩‧₊˚
During another training session, Goku and you were sparring. As usual, there was a playful back-and-forth, with Goku dodging your attacks and you trying (and failing) to land a blow.
Meanwhile, your guys' friends were sitting on the sidelines, watching in amusement.
"I think they're both too stubborn to admit it," Krillin said with a knowing grin. "I've been watching this for weeks, and it's obvious. Goku's just waiting for her to say something."
"Yeah, and she's doing everything she can to ignore it," Bulma added, leaning back against a rock. "I swear, if they don't get their act together soon, I'm gonna start charging them for relationship advice."
Vegeta raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued by the scene. "Why would they not admit it? It's obvious. She loves him. And he's completely in love with her. They're both idiots."
Piccolo nodded, though his expression was unreadable. "They're not the most observant when it comes to this stuff."
Suddenly, a punch landed squarely on Goku's chest, knocking him backward a bit. He looked up at you, laughing it off, clearly not noticing the tension.
"I think she likes me," Goku said loudly, still grinning. "But, uh... she won't admit it."
Your face turned a deep shade of red as you yelled across the field, "Goku! What the heck are you talking about?!"
Bulma and Krillin exchanged a glance before bursting into laughter. "See? Even he knows it," Krillin said, pointing at the two of you.
ੈ✩‧₊˚ Time Skip ੈ✩‧₊˚
It was late one night, and the group had just finished another intense training session. Everyone was winding down, but you and Goku found yourselves alone, sitting outside under the stars.
The cool night air wrapped around you as you sat in comfortable silence, side by side. You weren’t sure what it was, but something felt different tonight. Maybe it was the way the moonlight hit Goku’s face or the fact that you guys had spent so much time together lately. Either way, it was hard to ignore the growing tension.
“So,” Goku began, shifting his weight and leaning closer to you. “You think you could beat me if we went full out? I mean, you’re getting stronger, I’ll give you that.”
You smirked, a little playful and a little daring. “Are you really asking me if I can beat you? You’re supposed to be the strongest fighter. I just don’t want to embarrass you.”
Goku laughed, clearly enjoying the playful banter. But as he turned to face you, he misjudged the space between you guys and accidentally brushed his hand along your thigh. His eyes widened as he realized what happened, but he didn’t pull back. He simply looked at you, his gaze intense.
You froze, your breath hitching in your throat. The way Goku looked at you—it wasn’t playful anymore. It was as if he was silently daring you to do something about it.
You swallowed hard, trying to maintain control of the situation, but all you could do was respond by leaning in, pressing your body just a little closer to his.
“You’re getting awfully comfortable, Goku,” you said, your voice barely above a whisper.
Goku didn’t answer immediately, his fingers lingering just above your skin. He leaned in slightly, his lips brushing against your cheek in the most teasingly slow way possible.
Before you could pull away, Goku whispered, “You know I can’t stop myself when I’m this close to you.”
Your breath caught in your throat. “You think I’m that easy, huh?”
Goku smirked. “You’re anything but easy.” Then, his lips hovered dangerously close to yours. “But I’m gonna make you admit it sooner or later.”
ੈ✩‧₊˚ Time Skip ੈ✩‧₊˚
One evening, the group decided to play a friendly game of dodgeball. You and Goku ended up on opposite teams, and things quickly turned competitive. Every time you faced off, sparks flew, not just from your rivalry, but from the undeniable chemistry between you.
After one particularly heated exchange, where Goku intentionally threw the ball just a little too hard at you, you wiped your face, eyes glinting dangerously. “You really want to play dirty, huh?”
“I’m just getting started,” Goku said, his eyes lighting up with excitement. He grinned and pulled his shirt off over his head, giving you a teasing wink. “You ready to lose, then?”
Your jaw dropped, your eyes scanning his sculpted chest, but you quickly regained your composure. “You think you can throw me off with your muscles? You’ve got another thing coming, Goku.”
Goku’s smirk deepened. “You sure about that?” He tossed the ball to you, and the game grew more intense, both of you using every opportunity to make the other blush. Every throw felt like a challenge, every dodge like a dance. You guys were getting dangerously close to crossing a line, your bodies brushing against each other as you tried to outplay each other.
Finally, in one moment of utter chaos, Goku reached out to catch the ball you threw. His hand brushed against your waist as he pulled you closer, locking eyes with you for a brief second, the tension palpable.
“Alright, alright, Goku,” you said in a low voice, too close to his ear. “You win... but you owe me. Big time.”
ੈ✩‧₊˚ Time Skip ੈ✩‧₊˚
Goku’s laughter echoed in the training field as he dodged a punch from you. The two of you had been sparring for hours, but something about today felt different. Maybe it was the way he kept getting just a little too close and his hand lingered a little too long on your shoulder when he showed you a new move. Or maybe it was just that every time you guys locked eyes, it felt like the world slowed down for a second.
“Hey, don’t go easy on me!” you grinned, but Goku’s gaze was soft as he watched you.
“I’m not. I’m just... happy you’re here.” He scratched the back of his head with a nervous chuckle, his voice unusually quiet.
You blinked, a little caught off guard by his tone. “What?”
Goku’s cheeks flushed red, and he waved his hand dismissively. “Nothing, nothing! Just... you’re a really good fighter. And, you know, I’ve missed spending time with you.”
You smiled, your heart fluttering. “I’ve missed it too, Goku.”
For a moment, the tension in the air shifted, and the distance between you felt like it had shrunk. Goku looked away quickly, his nervous energy returning, but that moment lingered between you guys like an unspoken promise.
ੈ✩‧₊˚ Time Skip ੈ✩‧₊˚
A few days later, Goku and you found yourselves alone in the training room, sparring—once again, it felt a little different. You guys were closer than usual, and the air between you was electric. Every time Goku dodged an attack, he was a little too close. When you blocked his punch, your hands brushed in a way that sent a jolt through your body.
You stepped back, your heart racing. “You’re getting way too close,” you teased, trying to hide the heat in your face.
“Am I?” Goku’s grin was dangerously charming. “I didn’t notice.”
Your breath caught as he stepped closer again, his muscles flexing as he effortlessly dodged your strikes. This time, he wasn’t just dodging—he was leaning in, trapping you against the wall. “What if I told you I’m not just trying to dodge?” Goku whispered, his lips hovering near your ear.
Your pulse quickened, but you refused to show it. “Then... I’d tell you to step back.”
Goku didn’t listen. Instead, he leaned in just a little more, his breath warm on your neck. “You know I’m not going to let this go, right?”
You swallowed, a twinge of heat spreading down your neck. You could feel the tension rising, and it was getting harder to ignore the electricity crackling in the air. “You’re impossible,” you muttered, though your voice was shaky.
Goku kissed your cheek, his lips lingering for just a second. “I think you like it,” he said softly, a playful smirk on his face.
Your heart raced. “You’re so annoying,” you muttered, trying to push him away, but your hands shook, betraying you.
Krillin and Bulma, who had been watching from a distance, exchanged knowing glances. “They’re totally going to end up together,” Bulma said, rolling her eyes.
ੈ✩‧₊˚ Time Skip ੈ✩‧₊˚
Later that day, the group was having a quiet dinner, and the atmosphere was relaxed—until Goku and you got into a little playful argument. It started with something trivial, as it often did, but soon, it escalated into something more personal.
“Come on, I know I’m right!” Goku insisted, nudging your shoulder with his elbow.
You smirked. “Oh, you think you’re right, huh?”
Before Goku could respond, you leaned forward, your face dangerously close to his. “I think you’re wrong. I’ve always been right.”
Goku’s eyes widened for a moment as he stared at your lips, the space between them shrinking with every heartbeat. He wasn’t sure if he wanted to argue or kiss you. The tension between you was so thick you could cut it with a knife.
Then, with the entire group watching in silence, you slowly leaned back and chuckled. “I’m always right, Goku. And you know it.”
You stood up to leave, but Goku followed you, standing just a little too close as he whispered, “You know I’m gonna win, right?”
You glanced over your shoulder, locking eyes with him. “You’ve already lost, Goku.”
Before you could leave, Goku grabbed your wrist gently, pulling you back toward him. The others watched in stunned silence as he closed the distance, his lips brushing against yours in a swift, fiery kiss.
It wasn’t gentle. It wasn’t slow. It was passionate, all-consuming. And when you guys pulled away, both of you were breathless, both of your hearts pounding.
“Alright,” Bulma said from the other side of the table, clearly not surprised. “I think we can all agree on one thing: Finally.”
ੈ✩‧₊˚ Alternative Confession ੈ✩‧₊˚
The next day, the group went out for a quick mission—nothing too serious, just a small task that required a little teamwork. Of course, Goku and you ended up being paired together.
As the two of you worked together, dodging enemies and supporting each other, it was impossible to ignore the growing tension. Every time you exchanged a look, every time Goku’s hand brushed against your back as you worked in sync, the connection between you guys grew stronger.
Finally, during a quiet moment when both of you were taking a break, you turned to face Goku. “So, are you ever going to stop teasing me?” you asked, crossing your arms, trying to keep your cool.
Goku, still sweaty from the fight, wiped his forehead and gave you a cocky smile. “What, are you mad at me?”
“I’m not mad,” you said, but your voice was a little softer than usual. “I’m just tired of waiting for you to do something about all this.”
Goku blinked, a bit confused. “Do something about what?”
“About us, Goku,” you muttered, feeling the heat creep into your cheeks. “This—whatever this is between us—can’t keep going on like this.”
Goku stepped closer, his smile fading into something more serious. “And what do you want me to do about it?” he asked, his voice low and intimate.
“I want you to stop acting like you don’t feel the same way,” you said softly. “I’m done pretending.”
Goku reached out, his fingers brushing your jawline as he tilted your head up to meet his gaze. “You’re right,” he murmured, before closing the distance and pressing his lips against yours in a kiss that was no longer tentative or playful. It was deep, full of desire, and full of everything you had been holding back for so long.
ੈ✩‧₊˚ Time Skip ੈ✩‧₊˚
The stars twinkled above the two of you, your gentle glow the only light in the quiet night. Goku had a way of making everything feel so... simple. And in this moment, with the weight of everything you'd been through, it almost felt like it was just you guys, no world-ending threats, no training, no distractions—just this moment.
Goku shifted uncomfortably, his usual carefree grin a little absent as he fidgeted with his hands. He wasn’t used to this kind of thing, but he knew it was right. He’d faced powerful foes, travelled across galaxies, but there he was, battling something far scarier—his own heart.
“I don’t have anything special to give you...” Goku began, his voice quieter than usual. He gave a nervous laugh. “I don’t have a ring or anything like that. But what I can give you...” He stepped forward, eyes locked on you, his expression serious. “...is all of me. My heart. My strength. Everything I have. Because you’ve always been there for me, and I want to be there for you, always.”
Your heart fluttered at the sincerity in his voice. Goku, the warrior who never backed down from a fight, now standing before you, vulnerable, his heart laid bare.
Goku shifted his weight from one foot to the other, a little unsure, but the love in his eyes was undeniable. "I don’t need a ring to show you how much I care," he added with a soft smile. “No matter where you are, I’ll be there. No matter where life takes us, even if I have nothing else, I will come to you with nothing but my love. Will you marry me?”
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Chat ngl I think I lowkey cooked !! This was soo fun
Drew him with some of his current design choices because I cannot live without his current whorish low cut gi (what’s all that movement right there🤨🤨is having his boobs out a new strategy bc it’s working)
Piccolo has a LETHAL face card btw if he looked at me I think I would die on the spot 😭👎I love him I fear, he is such a hottie😔
ANYWAYY HOPE YALL LIKE 💅🫶💖 more chiccolo content soon i prommy 🗣️🗣️
Random DBZ characters x GN reader first date headcanons
Just dropping some HCs off for some underappreciated DBZ/DBS characters.
This is just some fluff, really. SFW but I am an 18+ blog so minors DNI as per usual. Gender neutral reader.
Enjoy!
Piccolo
Piccolo would take you somewhere peaceful and intimate, where the two of you could have some privacy. Probably to a remote waterfall or pond where he usually meditates–places that are comfortable and familiar to him that are unlikely to overwhelm either of you.
He would approach a first date with quiet intensity, almost as if it were a goal that needed to be overcome. Despite the outward air of seriousness, deep down he would be quite nervous and awkward, purely because he would want to do a good job and impress you.
Piccolo would show his care in quiet yet practical ways. Ensuring that you’re comfortable outside, making sure you’re warm, or subtly positioning himself between you and anything that has the smallest chance of being a threat (death glaring a wasp).
Never one for small talk, conversation would be minimal at first, with long stretches of comfortable silence. However, do not be surprised if he tries to share some existential wisdom from his training, or try to teach you about the nature around you. There is also a chance he cracks a dry, sarcastic joke. Making you laugh would make his heart skip a beat.
If the date ends well, he might offer an almost hesitant, yet fond nod, or give your head a little pat before parting ways, until you meet again.
Zamasu
Zamasu would take you somewhere grand, somewhere he would consider ‘sophisticated’. Perhaps an elegant tea house (with all the flavours and sweet treats), or a floating temple: somewhere where he could flex his knowledge of the universes to you.
He would have complete confidence in his ability to woo you, prior to your date. He is a divine being, after all.
Zamasu would initially act polite and composed, displaying impeccable manners, but his arrogance would quickly reveal itself. Throughout your date, he would speak at length about his beliefs, monologing about justice and how transitory mortal life is.
However, he would consider you somebody ‘worthy of his caliber’, and this would be evident in his small gestures. Things like resting a hand on your back, or maybe even linking his arm with yours. All while trying to hide the blush on his cheeks and the glances he was sneaking at you.
If you challenged or questioned his views, he’d laugh, intrigued yet slightly annoyed. He wouldn’t admit to enjoying his time with you, but he would find you intellectually stimulating, particularly when you point out that life being short can sometimes be a good thing.
“You are… different from the other mortals.”
Whether that’s a compliment or a warning, time would tell.
Android 17
17 would offer a date with a casual, adventurous atmosphere. Maybe a hike around the island, or a quiet walk along an empty beach in the stillness of sunset.
He wouldn’t get too carried away planning for the date or getting himself ready, he believes that less can be more, and doesn’t want to make you nervous with an extravagant arrangement.
17 would not be one for flowery compliments, but he would show his interest through little acts, like letting you hold onto him while walking on uneven ground, or teaching you about all the animals on the island with a confident smile. He would love how your eyes would light up when he showed you an animal or plant you’d never seen before. Or when you’d ask him questions about nature, and he could sate your curiosity with his vast knowledge.
If you asked him about himself to get to know him better, he would avoid answering directly and with a smirk. But if you were persistent enough, he might share something insightful that would linger in your mind (like hinting at the fact that he is an android!).
When your date would come to an end, he’d give a short, genuine “This was nice,” before heading off, leaving just enough mystery to make you want to see him again.
Caulifla
Caulifla would treat her date more like a fun challenge rather than a traditional romantic outing. No flowers or chocolates here, folks. She would take you somewhere unorthodox like a bustling evening street market, a high-energy race, or maybe even invite you to come watch her beat somebody up.
Whilst getting ready, Caulifla would act like she had you totally bagged, more so to convince herself so she didn’t have a nervous meltdown and call for Cabba.
During your date, she wouldn’t openly admit she’s having a great time, but her excited grin and how she would linger close to you would be a dead giveaway. If you really rub off on her, she might give you a playful swat. “You’re not half bad. Don’t get soft on me, though.”
She would tease you, poking at your cheeks and making fun of your blush. Not enough to actually upset you, of course, but enough to ruffle your feathers and make you swoon. Expect lots of light-hearted physical contact: hand-holding or resting her chin on your shoulder.
Caulifla is not one for shy or coy goodbyes. If you’re lucky, she might just pull you into a hurried, impulsive kiss before dashing off with a cocky wink and a wave.
Hit
The stoic assassin would like to keep things cool and minimalistic, choosing a location that is quiet but not too personal. Maybe a chill bar late at night, or a rooftop overlooking the city. Somewhere inconspicuous, where he can enjoy your company.
Hit would approach your date with his usual calm, ignoring the flicker of nerves in his stomach. He was a successful hitman, but going on a date with you was seemingly enough to make him second guess himself.
He would not partake in a lot of small talk, content for there to be quiet between your conversations. But when he does speak, each word is deliberate and meaningful. He would keep tabs on your surroundings with a watchful eye, making sure that the two of you would not run into any situations that would endanger your safety.
Hit would observe you closely, noting every small shift in your body language, every reaction and expression on your face. Not to be intrusive, but just calculating and analytical. He would remain respectful, but he would also admire your appearance quietly. If you could keep up with his cryptic, dry humour, he might give you a tiny smile.
Afterwards, he would say something simple but meaningful. “I don’t usually make time for things like this, but I’m glad I did.”
Then he would be gone, before you could even say goodbye. Not before he asked you out for a second date, of course.
