Those eyes. Those cold charcoal eyes that were the last thing people would see. Or maybe it was that smirk. That sickening wry smirk. Blood stained the once beautiful city streets and ash clouded the once free air. Life was dying and it was dying fast, but perhaps even in all the chaos and death something could blossom. Something peculiar and more toxic than anyone seen before. {any art used does not belong to me, it belongs to the respective artists. DBS belongs to Akira Toriyama, I basically own nothing in this except the plot}

My first story so don't judge

Just a bunch of Dragon Ball Z x Reader one-shots. Some of these will take place across series and sagas (Including Dragon Ball and Dragon Ball Super, but not GT)