are we talking here about homelander x f!reader too? i'm ready to die for any mildly twisted smut where homelander cries
requests are open!
The air was thick with tension in the conference room. You’d been teasing Homelander all afternoon, biting your lip, putting your hand on his thigh, sending him suggestive looks. He’d been trying his best to control himself around the rest of The Seven, but it was getting hard.
When your fingers lightly brush against his crotch through his suit, he snaps. “You know what? Get the fuck out. All of you.” He looks at each of them except you, leaving you smirking.
Once they’re gone, he turns to you, grabbing your throat. “What the fuck was that? You think you can just tease me and get away with it?” He growls.
“John, baby,” You purr, “I was just trying to help. You’re so… tense. Let me fix that.” You stroke his cheek gently, and it’s almost amusing how quickly he melts into your touch.
You fall to your knees, undoing his pants to his suit. “So pent up… so stressed…. Just want my good boy to feel better.” You murmur, shoving his pants down just enough to free his cock, taking it into your mouth.
You swirl your tongue around the tip before sucking on it, taking him deeper into your mouth as he lets out a moan, gripping your hair. You bob your head slowly, taking him inch by inch until your nose is buried in his trimmed pubes, gagging on his cock.
“Fuck,” He nearly whimpers, hips thrusting into your mouth. You hold onto his thighs as he fucks your throat, pulling your hair when he cums.
He pulls his cock out of your mouth, leaving you gasping for air, swallowing his hot liquid. You wipe your mouth, panting, as you stand up, backing him up until he’s sitting in his chair. You reach down under your skirt, pulling off your panties.
Homelander has no choice but to watch hungrily as you tease him, straddling his lap. “You’ve been doing so good.” You murmur, gripping the base of his cock. “You deserve something special.”
You sink down onto his cock, making him cry out. “That’s it,” You pant, moving your hips. “Look at you.” You say praisingly, starting to bounce on his lap.
“Fuck, you’re tight.” He moans, closing his eyes as he tilts his head back. You grip his cheeks between your fingers, forcing his head up. “Eyes on me, pretty boy.”
You ride him harder, making Homelander grip your hips bruisingly. “You’re such a good boy, aren’t you?” You purr, kissing his neck.
“Always doing such a good job… being so perfect.” He stifles a sob, closing his eyes again.
“Say it,” You command, slowing your hips. “Say you’re my good boy.”
“I’m your good boy. I’m all yours.” He pants with tears running down his face, looking utterly submissive. You slide two fingers into his mouth, and he sucks on them as you bounce.
"That's it." You moan, reaching down with your other hand to rub your clit. "God, John, I'm gonna cum looking at you. Those pretty tears...Is that what you want?"
He nods pleadingly, crying underneath you. "Yes, yes, please cum on my cock." He begs around your fingers.
You moan, body convulsing as you cum, and you clench around his cock, which triggers his own orgasm, feeling his hot semen fill your insides.
You slip your fingers out of John's mouth, kissing him while putting your hand on his cheek. "You were so perfect."
"I love you." He says, leaning into your touch.
"I love you too." You lean in and kiss his forehead. "Now, let's get cleaned up and have round two in your penthouse."
After Ben wakes up and he goes with homelander to see the President scene... can you add a telepath supe reader who somewhat knows everything about Ben instantly and Ben having history with mindstorm tries to kill her but homelander convinces Ben that the reader is important and all. After the virus incident and homelander thinking Ben is dead, Ben goes back to find the reader and gets all info from her regarding the virus and details as she was a telepath... and then he kind begins to like her... and they do the horizontal tango
I would love it if you write this. It's not a full fic idea so you can end this however u wish. Happy ending pls. Add Angst if possible.
MINDFUCKED; SOLDIER BOY
pairing: soldier boy x supefem!reader
warnings: mind reading, slight angst, choking, smut, spitting, unprotected sex, cunnilingus, cum eating
a/n: requests are open!
You were sitting in Vought Tower, talking with the president and vice president –Ashley– when the doors opened, revealing Soldier Boy and Homelander. You locked in on the older man, reading his mind. You got glimpses of everything, his traumatic past, the smell of cheap gin, the fear that was buried deep underneath, hidden by pure ego. You see his own team, Payback, dragging him down.
Soldier Boy’s senses tingled, and his eyes snapped to yours, pupils wide. “You,” he snarls, suddenly storming towards you and wrapping his hand around your throat, making your eyes widen. “Get out of my fucking head!” He snaps, squeezing tighter.
“Enough.” Homelander calls out, calmly walking closer. “She’s one of us.”
“She’s a fucking brain scrambler.” He snaps, glaring at you in the eyes.
“A useful one, Soldier Boy.” Homelander puts a hand on your shoulder. “She gives us insight on many things, things that make us even more powerful.”
“I don’t care what the fuck she sees.” He sneers, looking back at you. “Get in my head one more time, and I’m putting you in the fucking ground.” He releases your throat, shoving you back, making you gasp for breath.
The president makes them both Manhattans, and we talk about Soldier Boy’s mission, to find William Butcher and Annie January. Soldier Boy heads out shortly after.
Two days later, you’re sitting in Vought Tower when he comes barging in, making you jump. “You.” He points, walking to you. “You know about this fucking virus.”
His suit was scorched, and he had some scars on his face, wild eyes staring at you.
“I know,” You say.
“You knew he fucking set me up!”
“I didn’t, I swear!” You subconsciously read his mind, feeling the betrayal seep through his bones. He puts his hand on your throat again, threateningly. “Don’t do that.”
“He left me to die. You saw it.” You nod.
“I didn’t think he would.” You say.
Ben scoffs. “He’s a liar. They’re all fucking liars.”
“I’m not,” You speak softly. “I promise I’ll tell you the truth.”
“And what makes you think I’d believe that, sweetheart?” He narrows his eyes at you.
“I can show you.” You extend your hand, gesturing for him to take it. He hesitantly does, and you open your mind for him, letting him in. Showing him that you’re telling the truth.
“I don’t have any reason to lie to you.” You say, dropping his hand. “But I can help you from never being blindsided again.”
After that, the two of you begin working together.
In the days that followed, you were the shield to his own. You found a safehouse, your powers allowing you to prepare for any incoming ambushes.
One night, in a shitty motel room, the two of you are eating greasy food, sitting across from each other.
"I can feel you sifting through my head again. Feels like a goddamn scratch I can't itch."
"I'm not sifting through your head. I'm just... your thoughts are loud." Ben scoffs, taking a swig from his beer.
"Yeah well, I got a lot on my mind."
"I can see that."
He grows a devious smirk on his face. "What am I thinking of now?"
You look inside his mind, finding the image of you riding him, making you roll your eyes. "Seriously?"
"Come on, we're both thinkin' it." He smirks, finishing his burger.
"I don't think I am." You tease.
He chuckles. "Liars go to hell, sweetheart. I know your panties get wet every time I'm around."
You smirk. "Would that be so terrible?" His eyes darken, and you look inside his mind to see filthier images than before, making you raise an eyebrow.
"What?" He shrugs. "You're hot as fuck. I'm a man."
You bite your lip, moving to sit across from him. "I guess I could help with your little problem..."
"Oh baby, it's anything but little." He practically growls, lifting you into his lap. You immediately press your lips to his, wrapping your arms around his neck as you straddle him.
Ben slides his tongue into your mouth, groping your tits roughly before pulling apart to slide your shirt off.
"No bra, huh? Fuckin' slut was expecting this." He rasps, leaning down to take a nipple into his mouth, making you moan. He palms the other breast as he works with his mouth, sucking hard before swirling his tongue around your hard peak.
You lift your hips to slide your shorts and panties off, leaving you completely bare on Ben's lap. He slides his fingers down to your pussy, rubbing your wet slit.
"Fuck, you're soaked already. I get you this fucking needy?" You nod against his shoulder, already grinding against his hand.
"You're so desperate, it's pathetic." He grips your hair, puling your head back and spitting into your mouth, making you swallow it. He shoves you off his lap before pulling his shirt off, making you practically drool.
Ben smirks as he pulls his pants down next, then his briefs, revealing his thick cock. "Like what you see, sweetheart?"
You nod, biting your lip. He steps closer, spreading your legs. "Look at you... who woulda thought you were such a cock hungry slut?" He lightly slaps your pussy, making you gasp.
"Please, please fuck me." You plead, legs spread wide in invitation.
"Please, what?" He asks,
"Please, sir." You correct yourself, making him smirk.
"That's it, sweetheart. All you needed to do was ask." And he slowly pushes in, his girth stretching you out deliciously, making you cry out.
"You can take it." He rasps, sliding back before pushing back in, starting to fuck you at a normal pace.
"Fuck, you're tight." He groans, thrusting harder inside of you, making you arch your back.
"Don't stop," You moan, nails scratching down his back.
"Could never stop with this perfect cunt." He pants, lifting your legs and placing them on his shoulders, practically folding you in half as he fucks you.
You cry out in pleasure, eyes rolling back. "Thaaat's it, such a good whore."
He fucks you harder, balls tightening as he closes his eyes. "Gonna fill you up so good." He groans, sliding inside you completely before releasing his hot cum inside you, making you both let out moans.
He pulls out suddenly, making you whine before he settles between your thighs, lips latching onto your clit.
"Fuck!" You cry out, pulling his soft hair. Ben licks up and down your slit, licking up the mess he made between your thighs before going back to your clit, sucking as he enters two fingers inside you.
Pumping them in and out, you can feel the knot in your stomach tightening, getting ready to unravel.
"I'm gonna-" You don't even finish your sentence before you orgasm, thighs squeezing around his head as he continues to lick you up.
"Tastiest cunt I've had." He says crudely, licking his lips as he sits up.
"What now?" You pant, laying on your side as you catch your breath.
"Now? I'm never letting you out of my fucking sight." He pulls you onto his lap on the creaky motel couch.
"Good. Because if you leave, I'm gonna find you and chop your cock off." You say sweetly.
After Ben wakes up and he goes with homelander to see the President scene... can you add a telepath supe reader who somewhat knows everything about Ben instantly and Ben having history with mindstorm tries to kill her but homelander convinces Ben that the reader is important and all. After the virus incident and homelander thinking Ben is dead, Ben goes back to find the reader and gets all info from her regarding the virus and details as she was a telepath... and then he kind begins to like her... and they do the horizontal tango
I would love it if you write this. It's not a full fic idea so you can end this however u wish. Happy ending pls. Add Angst if possible.
MINDFUCKED; SOLDIER BOY
pairing: soldier boy x supefem!reader
warnings: mind reading, slight angst, choking, smut, spitting, unprotected sex, cunnilingus, cum eating
a/n: requests are open!
You were sitting in Vought Tower, talking with the president and vice president –Ashley– when the doors opened, revealing Soldier Boy and Homelander. You locked in on the older man, reading his mind. You got glimpses of everything, his traumatic past, the smell of cheap gin, the fear that was buried deep underneath, hidden by pure ego. You see his own team, Payback, dragging him down.
Soldier Boy’s senses tingled, and his eyes snapped to yours, pupils wide. “You,” he snarls, suddenly storming towards you and wrapping his hand around your throat, making your eyes widen. “Get out of my fucking head!” He snaps, squeezing tighter.
“Enough.” Homelander calls out, calmly walking closer. “She’s one of us.”
“She’s a fucking brain scrambler.” He snaps, glaring at you in the eyes.
“A useful one, Soldier Boy.” Homelander puts a hand on your shoulder. “She gives us insight on many things, things that make us even more powerful.”
“I don’t care what the fuck she sees.” He sneers, looking back at you. “Get in my head one more time, and I’m putting you in the fucking ground.” He releases your throat, shoving you back, making you gasp for breath.
The president makes them both Manhattans, and we talk about Soldier Boy’s mission, to find William Butcher and Annie January. Soldier Boy heads out shortly after.
Two days later, you’re sitting in Vought Tower when he comes barging in, making you jump. “You.” He points, walking to you. “You know about this fucking virus.”
His suit was scorched, and he had some scars on his face, wild eyes staring at you.
“I know,” You say.
“You knew he fucking set me up!”
“I didn’t, I swear!” You subconsciously read his mind, feeling the betrayal seep through his bones. He puts his hand on your throat again, threateningly. “Don’t do that.”
“He left me to die. You saw it.” You nod.
“I didn’t think he would.” You say.
Ben scoffs. “He’s a liar. They’re all fucking liars.”
“I’m not,” You speak softly. “I promise I’ll tell you the truth.”
“And what makes you think I’d believe that, sweetheart?” He narrows his eyes at you.
“I can show you.” You extend your hand, gesturing for him to take it. He hesitantly does, and you open your mind for him, letting him in. Showing him that you’re telling the truth.
“I don’t have any reason to lie to you.” You say, dropping his hand. “But I can help you from never being blindsided again.”
After that, the two of you begin working together.
In the days that followed, you were the shield to his own. You found a safehouse, your powers allowing you to prepare for any incoming ambushes.
One night, in a shitty motel room, the two of you are eating greasy food, sitting across from each other.
"I can feel you sifting through my head again. Feels like a goddamn scratch I can't itch."
"I'm not sifting through your head. I'm just... your thoughts are loud." Ben scoffs, taking a swig from his beer.
"Yeah well, I got a lot on my mind."
"I can see that."
He grows a devious smirk on his face. "What am I thinking of now?"
You look inside his mind, finding the image of you riding him, making you roll your eyes. "Seriously?"
"Come on, we're both thinkin' it." He smirks, finishing his burger.
"I don't think I am." You tease.
He chuckles. "Liars go to hell, sweetheart. I know your panties get wet every time I'm around."
You smirk. "Would that be so terrible?" His eyes darken, and you look inside his mind to see filthier images than before, making you raise an eyebrow.
"What?" He shrugs. "You're hot as fuck. I'm a man."
You bite your lip, moving to sit across from him. "I guess I could help with your little problem..."
"Oh baby, it's anything but little." He practically growls, lifting you into his lap. You immediately press your lips to his, wrapping your arms around his neck as you straddle him.
Ben slides his tongue into your mouth, groping your tits roughly before pulling apart to slide your shirt off.
"No bra, huh? Fuckin' slut was expecting this." He rasps, leaning down to take a nipple into his mouth, making you moan. He palms the other breast as he works with his mouth, sucking hard before swirling his tongue around your hard peak.
You lift your hips to slide your shorts and panties off, leaving you completely bare on Ben's lap. He slides his fingers down to your pussy, rubbing your wet slit.
"Fuck, you're soaked already. I get you this fucking needy?" You nod against his shoulder, already grinding against his hand.
"You're so desperate, it's pathetic." He grips your hair, puling your head back and spitting into your mouth, making you swallow it. He shoves you off his lap before pulling his shirt off, making you practically drool.
Ben smirks as he pulls his pants down next, then his briefs, revealing his thick cock. "Like what you see, sweetheart?"
You nod, biting your lip. He steps closer, spreading your legs. "Look at you... who woulda thought you were such a cock hungry slut?" He lightly slaps your pussy, making you gasp.
"Please, please fuck me." You plead, legs spread wide in invitation.
"Please, what?" He asks,
"Please, sir." You correct yourself, making him smirk.
"That's it, sweetheart. All you needed to do was ask." And he slowly pushes in, his girth stretching you out deliciously, making you cry out.
"You can take it." He rasps, sliding back before pushing back in, starting to fuck you at a normal pace.
"Fuck, you're tight." He groans, thrusting harder inside of you, making you arch your back.
"Don't stop," You moan, nails scratching down his back.
"Could never stop with this perfect cunt." He pants, lifting your legs and placing them on his shoulders, practically folding you in half as he fucks you.
You cry out in pleasure, eyes rolling back. "Thaaat's it, such a good whore."
He fucks you harder, balls tightening as he closes his eyes. "Gonna fill you up so good." He groans, sliding inside you completely before releasing his hot cum inside you, making you both let out moans.
He pulls out suddenly, making you whine before he settles between your thighs, lips latching onto your clit.
"Fuck!" You cry out, pulling his soft hair. Ben licks up and down your slit, licking up the mess he made between your thighs before going back to your clit, sucking as he enters two fingers inside you.
Pumping them in and out, you can feel the knot in your stomach tightening, getting ready to unravel.
"I'm gonna-" You don't even finish your sentence before you orgasm, thighs squeezing around his head as he continues to lick you up.
"Tastiest cunt I've had." He says crudely, licking his lips as he sits up.
"What now?" You pant, laying on your side as you catch your breath.
"Now? I'm never letting you out of my fucking sight." He pulls you onto his lap on the creaky motel couch.
"Good. Because if you leave, I'm gonna find you and chop your cock off." You say sweetly.
Can you write for more Zoro x reader loved what you did with starving, just ugh........
Zoro is giving mister "I don't do romance" energy until he meets reader. He just becomes so down bad and is constatly trying to control himself yearner eyes, shaky breath, the nervousness, the constant stare, when around them.
Reader is such a baddie that a man who has never thought about romance in his life is so transfixed on us. Zoro only thinks about swords, booze and training.
FIGHTING IT; RORONOA ZORO
pairing: zoro x fem!reader
warnings: flirting, fluff, zoro is down bad, smut, i may have gotten carried away
Roronoa Zoro was a man of focus. He took pride in it. Which is why it was so bizarre when you joined the Straw Hats. You distracted him constantly. Whether it was when you winked at him, or just simply walked past. Today was no different. Zoro was in the middle of training, a massive weight in his hand as he lifted it.
You step out on deck, not even saying anything as you lean against the railing, but he’s already watching. When you catch his eyes, you wink again with a smirk, and he falters in his movements. Clenching his jaw, Zoro continues to lift his weight, his eyes trailing back to you every so often.
“Better watch yourself.” You say, crossing your arms. “Wouldn’t want you pulling a pretty muscle because you were staring at me.” You smirk.
“I’m not watching you.” He rasps, going back to his weights.
“Mhm,” You hum. Zoro tightens his grip on the weight, the metal groaning underneath his hand. He refused to acknowledge the way his stomach twisted when he saw you, the way his heart threatened to leap out of his chest.
You don’t leave. Instead, you step closer. “Mind if I watch?”
“Do whatever you want.” He says, lifting his weights again. You bite your lip as you watch his muscles strain with every movement.
“You should do this in front of me more often.” You say, “I like the view.” The weight hits the deck with a loud thud, and Zoro looks up at you as he straightens up.
“What game are you playing?” You feign innocence. “What game? I’m just liking what I see, that’s all.”
“You’re a brat.” He says, stepping closer. “Distracting me, teasing me.”
“I’m doing no such thing.” You smirk back. “If anything, I could be doing much, much more.”
“You’re testing me.” He states.
“Am I?”
“Stop looking at me like that.” He says, looking away.
“Like what?” You tease.
“Like you wanna eat me.”
“Would that really be so bad?” Zoro’s eyes darken at your words. He takes a deep breath, then walks off, leaving you smirking.
A few days later, you guys are in Loguetown for some shopping, Luffy wanting to see the execution platform.
“I’ll go with Zoro!” You exclaim happily, and he refrains from saying anything.
“I need money too.” He tells Nami after she hands some to you and Sanji.
“Okay, and what do you want me to do about that?”
“The cook got money.” He pointed out. Nami rolls her eyes, giving him some money, telling him to ‘haggle’ if it wasn’t enough. You go your separate ways, following Zoro happily.
“So, what’re you thinking of getting?” You ask as you guys walk through the town.
“Swords. Good swords.”
“Hmm. Well maybe I can help.” You offer before you guys bump into a girl. “Sorry about that.”
Zoro’s eyes widen for a moment at the girl, but quickly straightens up. The girl speaks to you. “Maybe I could help you in return? You guys seem lost.”
“We’re not lost!” Zoro snaps, making you amused. “I have a great sense of direction.” He spots a sword shop, pointing at it. “There. We’re going there.”
You walk into the shop, seeing a man with funny hair at the counter. Zoro pulls out the wad of money, asking what it’ll get him. The man points to the bargain bin, making you roll your eyes.
The man spots Zoro’s sword, asking if he can see it. That’s when the girl from earlier comes in, talking about the sword itself. You guys search for swords before he picks one up, the shop owner saying that it’s cursed.
“What is it?”
“That’s the Sandai Kitetsu.” They explain the curse behind it, and Zoro smirks, making your heart flutter.
“How about we test what’s stronger. My will, or the sword’s curse? If I win, sell it to me.”
You watch with wide eyes as he extends his arm out, throwing the sword in the air. It spins in the air, but when it falls, it doesn’t cut him.
Zoro opens his eyes, smirking. “I’ll take it.”
Once you leave the shop, two new swords on Zoro’s hip, you smirk at him. “That was hot, y'know."
He doesn’t look at you, but you can see his jaw clench at your words, the tips of his ears turning red. “Don’t start something you can’t finish.”
“Who says I can’t finish it?” You tease. The corner of his mouth just barely twitches, but you catch it.
You find Nami at the same place as earlier, Zoro handing her the money back.
“You didn’t kill anyone for those, did you?” Nami asks.
“He haggled.” You say with a smirk, and Zoro smirks back.
The next day, after saving Luffy from Buggy, you’re back on the Going Merry, watching him work out again, sitting on the railing while kicking your legs. The sight was even better today, Zoro had his shirt off. His physique was chiseled, toned, broad shoulders with a big scar across his chest. He looked delicious.
“Watching again?” He asks, lifting a big weight.
“Mhm. I’m getting a great show today.”
“It’s hot out.” He says.
“Oh it definitely is.” You mumble, watching his muscles. “You seem tense.”
“I’m not.”
“You are.” You say, hopping off the railing and stepping closer to Zoro. “I bet I can think of a few ways to help.”
He sets the weight down. “Like what?”
“You wanna find out?” You ask as you run your fingers down his hard, bare chest.
Zoro snaps, grabbing your waist and pulling you flush against him. “Stop playing games.”
“Oh, I’m not playing, Zoro.” You purr. “I want you. Badly.”
He swallows. “You have no idea,” He rasps, his eyes dark. “How hard I try to focus with you around.”
“You don’t have to focus around me. Just focus on me.” You murmur.
He loses his patience, leaning down and smashing his lips against yours. You let out a content hum as your lips move in sync, tongue sliding in your mouth. He lifts your legs, wrapping them around his waist as he walks below deck, carrying you to his room.
He kicks the cabin door shut behind him, setting you on his bed. “I’m not gonna be gentle.”
“I don’t want gentle.” You say before pulling him into a kiss. He pulls your shirt off over your head, leaving your chest bare before him. His eyes darken with hunger.
“Beautiful,” Zoro says before taking a nipple into his mouth, sucking on it, making you moan.
“Zoro,” He hums against you, switching to the other breast.
“Take off your pants.” You rasp, reaching for his belt. He lets you undo it, taking it out of the loops and unbuttoning his pants. When he’s fully bare, your mouth waters.
Zoro’s entire body was like it was made by the gods themselves, his thick cock hardened at the sight of you. You take off your pants, then your panties, the both of you completely naked.
He hovers over you, kissing you again. Your tongues slide together as you make out, and you can feel his erection pressing against your stomach. You slide your hand down, pumping him slowly as your lips mesh against his. Zoro grunts against your mouth, his hips moving in sync with your hand.
He pushes your hand away, climbing on top of you as he trails kisses down your jaw and neck, squeezing your breasts. Zoro lowers himself between your thighs, spreading them with his broad shoulders.
“So fucking pretty.” He says before diving in, tongue sliding up your slit, making you gasp. He devours you, tongue swiping through your folds, sucking on your clit. He makes a mess of you, juices running down his chin as he eats you out.
“Zoro, fuck- I’m close.” You whine, grinding against his mouth. He holds your hips down, drinking you in. He continues to fuck you with his tongue, sliding into you briefly before going back up to your clit.
“You taste so good. I don’t think I ever want to stop.” He says, spitting on your cunt before diving back in. You pull his green hair, back arching in pleasure. His tongue rolls over your clit, taking it lightly between his teeth before sucking on it. Before you can cum, he stops, crawling back over your body.
“You’re not coming yet.” He says, sliding his cock between your folds, making you moan. Zoro slides into you, the two of you letting out synchronous sounds.
“Fuck,” He grunts, bottoming out inside you. He begins to move, his cock sliding in and out as you hold onto his strong arms. “You feel so good.”
Zoro grabs your legs, hoisting them over his shoulders, allowing him to go even deeper inside you. You moan out, gripping the sheets beneath you.
“This what you wanted, huh?” He pants above you, pounding into you hard. You nod wordlessly, too fucked out to speak.
“Look at you, so ruined.” He fucks you harder, making you near your orgasm as he rubs your clit.
“You gonna cum, baby?” He murmurs, kissing your neck as you nod. “Uh huh,”
“Then cum,” He rasps, rubbing your clit harder with his thumb, making you cry out as you arch your back, gushing around him.
“That’s it,” He grunts, bottoming out before spilling inside you. “Fuck.”
Zoro collapses on top of you, and you run your fingers through his hair. “You okay?” He asks gruffly.
“Mhm,” You hum, content with the situation. He gets up, grabbing a soft cloth before wiping between your thighs gently. Without saying a word after, he picks you up effortlessly, carrying you to the washroom.
“Sit,” He gestures to the bench, and you oblige. Zoro gently cleans you, taking care of you in a way only he would. After you're washed up, he carries you back to his bunk.
"You're not leaving." He rasps, laying down next to you.
"Wouldn't want to anyways," You smirk, and his lip twitches before he kisses your head.
warnings: reader's on her period, established relationship, blood, zoro takes care of reader, fluff, very short
a/n: i'm on my period rn and really felt like writing this, so enjoy!
It had been a rough couple of days for you. The scent of sea salt and rain clung to the air while you laid down on one of the benches in the galley.
You're laying on your side, cramps hitting you as the door creaks open, Zoro walking in.
"Still bad?" He asks gruffly, sitting down next to you.
"Feels like knives in my abdomen." You mutter, burying yourself in the blanket. He grunts in response.
"Chopper said heat helps." He stands up, reaching for a tin mug that had some liquid in it. "And tea."
You take it gratefully, sitting up as you take a sip of the herbal tea. While you do that, Zoro heats up some water, putting it in a glass bottle before handing it to you.
"For your cramps." He says. You take the bottle, pressing it against your stomach where you're cramping, the warm condensation making it slippery against your hands.
"Lay down."
You oblige, laying back down on the bench. Zoro takes the empty mug, setting it on the counter before scooting in next to you, laying your head on his chest.
"Feel any better?" You hum, nuzzling into your boyfriend.
"Feel a lot better with you here."
Zoro doesn't reply, just brings you closer, leaving a soft kiss on the top of your head before bringing the blanket over you both.
One of his large hands covers yours, holding the water bottle in place as you nuzzle into his neck.
"The cook knows not to come in here." He says. "Just sleep."
And you fall asleep easily in your man's arms, feeling safe and loved.
Luffy reuniting with reader on the cactus island and rescuing her from the Baroques. They met as kids back on the ship with shanks and luffy had a "flash back" moment when he first saw her.
They have a romantic reunion later that night on merry's head 😊😇 maybe a little suggestive? Or not... see how u feel👻
STAY; MONKEY D. LUFFY
pairing: monkey d. luffy x reader
warnings: reunion, fluff, comfort, kissing, suggestiveness at the end
a/n: send in requests!
It was a warm day on Whisky Peak, air thick with gunpowder and salt. The sun beats down on your back as you sit with your hands tied, surrounded by Baroque Works agents who found joy in torturing you. The tough rope bites into your wrists, a reminder of just how far you were from safety. One of the agents sneers, leaning in close to you.
“You’re gonna die here. Alone and with no one to save you.” She cackles, striking you in the face, making your head turn with the impact. When you’d first arrived on this island, you thought you were safe. The golden sunlight that streamed onto the city made it feel heaven sent, you should’ve known it was too good to be true.
You’d successfully taken down a dozen agents on your own before they captured you, holding you in the back. One of the agents whispers in the ear of another, but you can hear it. There’s another pirate crew on the island that just arrived. Hope rises within you. You pray they can make it out alive, and save you along the way. They leave you with two agents, and a good hour passes before you hear a big explosion, a shower of plaster raining over you. The agents immediately draw their weapons, eyes wide with panic and determination.
You watch with wide eyes as a hand stretches towards you guys, blasting one of the agents back before the other. When the figure gets closer, your face pales. Straw hat, red shirt. You knew this boy. “Luffy?” You whisper.
Luffy comes closer, freezing when he sees you, whispering your name in shock. Your heart hammers against your ribs as you stare at him in shock. It had been years. Suddenly, you were six years old again, laughing with him as Shanks told a ridiculous joke, sharing your stash of fruit.
One of the agents wakes up, grabbing their gun, but Luffy quickly knocks him out without looking away from you. “Wow, it’s been years!” He smiles, crouching down next to you to untie your hands. “You look… grown. You look good.”
“So do you, Luffy.” You smile back at him. “Really good. You stayed true to your word, huh?”
Of course you remembered his dream to become King of the Pirates, it was all he ever talked about. He grins.
“I told you, didn’t I? I’m not giving up until I find the One Piece.” As soon as he’s done untying you, he embraces you tightly. “I’m so glad you’re alive. Come with us!” He suggests.
Your eyes widen. “You’d want me to come with you?”
“Are you kidding? You’re my friend! Of course I do!” He pulls you to your feet, and you gladly accept his help. You could hear the distant sound of swords clashing, but all you could focus on was the boy in front of you.
“Come on! Let’s get outta here.” And with that, you fight your way through, helping a girl with blue hair escape, leaving behind a man named Igaram.
You successfully make it to the ship, catching the eyes of his other crewmates, who were looking at you with curiosity, and a bit of concern.
“Luffy, who’s this?” A beautiful girl with orange hair asks, stepping closer.
“An old friend!” He introduces you to the crew. “We met through Shanks when we were kids!” Luffy slings an arm over your shoulder as you nod at the crew, hoping they didn’t think you were trouble.
After a moment of reluctance, the girl nods back as a green-haired man sheathes his sword behind her. “I’m Nami. Welcome aboard.”
A boy with blonde hair smiles. “Any friend of Luffy’s is a friend of mine.” He winks. “I’m Sanji, madam.”
You smile back. “Nice to meet you guys.” Luffy introduces you to the others, Usopp and Zoro, and the girl with blue hair reveals herself to be Princess of Alabasta, named Vivi.
An hour later, Sanji is cooking up a feast for you guys in the galley, Nami showing where you can wash up, and you accept gratefully, scrubbing the dirt and grime off your body. After eating supper, the rest of the crew heads to their beds, but you stay up, following the path to where Luffy is, sitting on top of the figurehead of the ship.
“Luffy,” You call out from below, and he turns, a big grin on his face. “Hey, why aren’t you asleep?”
You climb up the figurehead, taking the spot next to him. “Just… taking in a lot.” You say, looking out at the dark sea. “If I’m being honest… I was worried I’d never find you again.”
“I knew you would.” He says, his eyes burning into the side of your face. “You always had that talent of surviving, getting ready for the next adventure.”
That makes you laugh. “Says the king of surviving. Those adventures you told me about earlier… they sounded incredible. I wish I could’ve been there.”
“Well, you’re here now. And we’re gonna adventure together.” He smiles at you. “Y’know… you seem different. But in a good way. You’ve gotten even more beautiful too.”
Your heart skips a beat at his words. He had gotten handsome too over the years. “Luffy…” You whisper, his name echoing through the small space between you.
He leans in closer, that grin still on his face. “Is your heart thumping hard too? Because mine is.”
“Yeah,” You confess, and you grab his hand to put it over your heart. “Not just you.”
“I really missed you.” Luffy admits, holding your hand. “I’m never letting you go again.”
You smile at him. “Then don’t.” For a moment, you just stare at each other, the night breeze running through your hair. Then, you start to lean in. He catches your signal, leaning in too.
When your lips press together, it’s like nothing you’ve ever felt before. His warm mouth fit perfectly against yours, moving in sync like it was always meant to be. When you pull away, your foreheads rest together.
“This is… the best day of my life.” He sighs dramatically, wrapping his arms around you in a bone-crushing hug.
“We got a lot of time to make up for.” You smile, kissing his cheek. “I’m glad I found you again, Monkey D. Luffy.”
“Remember how Shanks used to say when you found something you really want, you never let it go?” You nod in remembrance.
“Well, it’s true. I’m never letting you go.” Luffy says, kissing you again like he couldn’t get enough.
“Maybe we should go somewhere with more privacy?” You suggest when he pulls away, biting your lip.
Luffy grins wide, grabbing your hand. “Yes! Let’s go to my bunk!” And with that, he takes you away, and you spend the night really reuniting with one another.
Zoro zoro zoro!!!!!!!!! Just anything please 😫 i cannot get enough of him.
Maybe something along the lines of having to do the chores on the ship but he's extremely "distracted" by the reader doing the work and gets caught staring.
Maybe with a little smutty ending?
STARVING; RORONOA ZORO
pairing: roronoa zoro x fem!reader
warnings: fluff, smut, cunnilingus, unprotected sex
a/n: send in requests!
It was a quiet afternoon on the Going Merry. There was no island in sight for the next few days, so the crew was taking it upon themselves to maintain the ship. You were currently busy scrubbing the railing of the deck, sun beating down on you in warm rays bursting through the sky. You were wearing a tank top, opting for something lighter in the warm weather.
Luffy was cleaning the figurehead happily, Nami sorting through her maps, Usopp helping with the deck while Sanji cooks you all a nice lunch. Zoro was lifting weights, and you could see his muscles bulging with each movement.
You look away, continuing to clean the railings before moving to the floor of the deck. You moved on your hands and knees, using a brush with rough bristles to scrub the wooden floor, a bucket filled with soapy water next to you. You could feel sweat tracking down your back, your clothes clinging to your skin uncomfortably. You grab a hair tie off your wrist and tie back your shirt, exposing your midriff.
You feel the weight of someone’s eyes on you, and you slowly look around, seeing everybody preoccupied. Then you lock eyes with Zoro. Most people would look away when they were caught, but he doesn’t. The heat of the sun was nothing compared to the heat in his gaze.
His gaze drops over your body, back to your face. “Something wrong?” You ask him.
He looks back at his weights. “Missed a spot.” He gestures with his head, making you roll your eyes.
“I don’t see you helping.” You retort, watching as he sets the weight down.
“I’m training. That helps all of us.” Is all he says in return.
“You could at least help clean. I’m not even close to done.” You dunk the brush back into the water bucket, wringing it out, continuing to scrub. Zoro keeps watching you.
He stands up, slowly walking over to you, his large body towering over you. “The deck’s clean enough. Spar with me.”
“Now? In this heat?” You ask in disbelief.
“Not here.” He says, “Inside.” And with that, he leaves, expecting you to follow behind. The ship sways on the water beneath your feet, and your stomach turns as you follow him. He doesn’t look back once as you make it to the training room.
The room smelled of old iron and steel, filled with practice swords and big weights. He turns to you, kicking the door shut before locking it, leaning against the door.
“You said we were sparring.”
“I lied.” Your eyes narrow at his words.
“You lied? Then what are we doing here?” Without a word, Zoro steps away from the door, and grabs your face between his hands.
“I’ve been trying to focus for two hours.” He says.
“And?”
“And, if I don’t get you out of my head, I’m gonna slice someone.”
“If you’re so distracted, then maybe you should do something about it.” You tell him boldly.
Zoro doesn’t need to be told twice. He smashes his lips onto yours, rough and hungry for more. One of his calloused hands slides behind your neck, the other still gripping your face. You slip your tongue into his mouth, deepening the kiss. He breaks away to leave a trail of kisses down your jaw, pulling away to take his shirt off, revealing his chiseled form.
You untie your shirt, pulling it over your head. Zoro stares at you with hungry eyes, kissing you again as he undoes your bra. When your tits are freed, he squeezes them, feeling them in his hands. “You’re beautiful,” He rasps, making your heart flutter.
Soon, you’re both naked, and he kneels in front of you. “Need my fuel first.” Zoro says before burying his face between your thighs, licking a wet stripe up your cunt. You let out a moan, legs buckling underneath you, but he holds you up, sloppily kissing your pussy.
He sucks on your clit, making you gasp out. “Zoro,”
“Tastes perfect,” He mumbles, letting his tongue slide through your folds as he drinks you in.
Zoro continues to use his mouth on you, and you grab onto his green hair, hips bucking against his mouth as he continues his ravaging.
He suddenly pulls away, standing up, making you whine. “You’re not coming yet.” He grabs your wrist, pushing you down onto the training bench before hovering above you.
“Are you sure?” He asks, his hips pressed against yours.
“Zoro, I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.” You tell him, and he does that tiny half-smirk before moving his cock up and down your folds, sliding in slowly.
You let out simultaneous groans as you feel the burning stretch of him inside you, and Zoro gently moves his hips, allowing you to adjust to his large size.
You wrap your legs around his waist, and he takes it as a sign to start going a bit harder, the bench creaking with each thrust.
“Fuck,” He rasps, his forearms bulging on either side of your head. “You’re so wet.” Zoro starts thrusting even harder, making you cry out in pleasure, his cock going deeper as he adjusts your legs over his shoulders.
“Tease, always teasing me.” He pants, fucking into you with intensity, your walls squeezing his shaft.
“Zoro!” You whine, back arching into him as he reaches down to rub your clit as he fucks you.
“I want you to cum. All over me.” He groans when you clench around him, and his fingers mixed with his cock makes you see stars, crying as you cum around his dick.
He pounds into you, chasing his own orgasm, groaning as he cums, spurting liquid inside of you.
Zoro drops himself on top of you, and you run your fingers through his soft green hair.
“That was.. perfect.” You say, and he lifts his head up to look at you. “Good.”
You swallow hard, looking down at the swordsman. “What are we? I mean- what is this?”
He looks at you, then leans in to kiss your jaw. “You’re mine now. That’s what this is.”
What about Luffy experiencing jealousy for the first time after reader gets confessed to when they're visiting her home island? Maybe by an old lover again after she had left, who's begging her to stay?
And reader gets conflicted with an happy ending for the monkey?
DON'T GO; MONKEY D. LUFFY
pairing: monkey d. luffy x reader
warnings: a bit short, jealousy, fluff, kissing
The air on your home island was thick with nostalgia and the smell of blooming flowers. You hadn’t been back here in years. You were filled with joy returning, remembering the place as a child. But for Luffy, things had turned heavy. He didn’t know what the weird feeling in his chest was. He just knew he didn’t like it.
Watching you from the door, he stares on as he watches the man you once knew ask for you to stay. His hands are tight around yours, eyes begging. Luffy looks away, stalking back to the Going Merry, his stomach twisting in an uncomfortable way. He waits for you on the figurehead.
“Please stay.” The man tells you. “We could have a life together here.” Your face crumbles at his words, your mind playing tug-of-war. You missed this town a lot, the quiet peacefulness of the village. But you have a new life now. With Luffy. With the Straw Hats. You turn to where Luffy was, but he’s already gone.
“I- I can’t.” You say apologetically. “Being on the sea, fighting pirates with Luffy…. It’s where I belong.” You tell him. “The freedom… it’s like no other. I’ve seen things you wouldn’t believe. I can’t abandon that. Abandon them. I’m sorry.”
And with that you walk away, heading back to the Going Merry where it’s on the dock. You look around to find the captain until you find him sitting on the figurehead, face stoic. “Luffy?” You call out from below. “Can you come down?”
He turns around on the figurehead, facing you. “If you wanna stay, then stay. I’m not gonna force you to be with us.” For once in his life, he sounds…. Defeated. Your heart aches.
“Luffy…. I’m not going anywhere.” You climb up the figurehead, sitting next to him. “There’s too many adventures we have left.”
He stares at you with those big eyes of his, then in an instant, hugs you, wrapping his arms tightly around your waist. “When you were talking to that guy,” He mumbles into your neck. “It made my stomach hurt. And my chest felt weird and tight.”
You pull back with a small smile on your face. “I think that’s jealousy, Luffy.”
“Jealousy? I’ve never felt that in my life. I don’t like it.” That makes your smile wider.
“Well, you have nothing to worry about. I’m one of you guys. I’m staying.”
He grins, lifting up his arms in the air. “Woohoo! That’s what I’m talking about!” You laugh, watching him with heart eyes.
“Come here, Luffy.” You tell him, and he obliges, sliding closer to you? “Hmm?”
You ignore him, leaning in and pressing your lips to his. They move in sync for a moment before you pull away.
“Is that enough evidence that I want you?” He stares at you with wide eyes before grinning.
“Yeah!” He chirps, his voice full of energy. “Can I maybe have some more evidence?” You laugh, and you kiss him again, this time his lips full of more passion, clashing with yours. You were excited for wherever this life took you next. All you needed was Luffy and the crew.
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