#piccolo fluff

Piccolo is a warrior who spent his entire life being viewed as a "scary alien" focused only on destruction. Receiving compliments—especially about his green skin and overall appearance—causes a total short-circuit in his brain.​

When you tell him you love his color or compliment his antennae, Piccolo literally doesn't know what to do with himself. He’ll try to keep his tough-guy act up, crossing his arms and looking away, but his antennae will twitch slightly. He gets a much darker shade of green on his cheeks (the Namekian equivalent of blushing). He’ll probably mutter a, "You’re strange...", but on the inside, he’s beaming.​

He’ll start showing off without saying a word, feeling even more confident around you (now that it’s confirmed you like what you see). He’ll flex his arms and core just to watch your reaction. During sex, he’ll make sure you see the contrast of his green skin against yours—especially when he’s between your legs, using that long, purple tongue to drive you wild.

He feels better about himself knowing that the features that scare others are beautiful to you.​If you specifically praise the color of his tongue while he’s eating you out, he’s going to have a vocal reaction. He’ll let out a low growl, almost like a purr of satisfaction, and intensify the rhythm.

To Piccolo, a compliment works like a command to be even better. He wants to prove that his "differences" are superior to any human.

A/n: That's my man, my man! PICCOLO IS SOOOOOO HOT! I love my little green alien man :D. I might write something cute about if the reader is pregnant or something like that :D. I did 4-5 scenarios because yes, I hope you enjoy this.

CRUSH ON THE GREEN ALIEN

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You were sparring with Vegeta and Goku with Piccolo watching carefully. He noticed how you fight so reckless and how it could cost you your life in the process. Sure, you were landing punches and only getting hit once or twice in a row but it still wasn't good enough for him. You could feel his eyes on you throughout the whole fight, you blame him on why you got hit so much by the two men. After the small match, the two men walk over to Piccolo to talk over some stuff. You took the time to admire the green man. He was strong and his presence was heavenly, he made you feel calm and safe. You soon were snapped out of it by a stoic call of your name by none other than Piccolo.

"You're not done yet. You're gonna spar with me now."

"Alright." You try to not sound excited but it came out that way.

If you still had your tail, it would be swaying in happiness. He simply strips off his cape and flies into the air, waiting for you. You drop your stuff on the ground and walk in front of Piccolo's view.

"Come at me." You slide your right foot backward into your stance.

He thinks your stance is sloppy, you could tell because he clicked his tongue. He plants his feet on the ground in the training dome before approaching you. When he's in front of you, you look off to the side, finding the wall more interesting. With his hand, he positions your face back to make you look him in the eye. You try your hardest to keep a neutral expression.

"Your stance is all over the place. Fix it."

"It's fine. This is how I usually fight."

"Suit yourself."

He rushes at you with a flurry of attacks and you shield yourself from his quick movements, moving backwards in the process. Your back touches the wall as you take your eyes off of him for a second. He comes at you one final time and your leg goes up to defend yourself. He pins your leg to wall before scoffing and moving away to leave.

"Fix that stance before tomorrow, you'll be sparring again."

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You took the rest of that day and the next to work out the kinks in your stance and sparring techniques. You reviewed it with Goku and Vegeta and then you all sparred for a while. You noticed you were being watched by someone, the energy felt like Piccolo's, and you already know you had to go harder for your crush.

You picked up the pace landing hits on both men and dodging all their attacks before they gave up. You were disappointed to see he wasn't watching. You fall back on the soft grass with a smile and allow heavy breaths to exhale out of your body. You wipe the sweat from your forehead, you were satisfied with today. You open your eyes and see Goku smirking down at you.

"Wow Y/n, you seemed to improve overnight! That's amazing, I need to train even more."

"Yeah, Piccolo told me my stance was sloppy so I worked on it. This was good practice guys, I gotta run to meet up with Piccolo. See ya!"

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It was late at night when you woke up from a nightmare. You look over at your clock. It read 1:00 AM, you roll on your back and sigh. You must've overworked yourself to be having nightmares. You wrap your blanket around your shoulders and quietly walk to your balcony. You stand with your elbows resting on the fence, closing your eyes and taking in all of the sounds around you. The soft crickets chirping loudly and the sound of the calming river rushing into a waterfall.

Then you see him, sitting underneath the willow tree in your backyard near the river. He's meditating. You should've thought about doing that. You make your way downstairs and open the back door to then step out barefoot on the slightly wet blades of grass. You walk behind the tree first, thinking of what to say or do when approaching him. You just settle on sitting down next to him.

He was sitting peacefully, eyes closed and arms crossed. He was pretty locked in on his meditation, you wondered what he was thinking about. You copied his sitting position, keeping a stoic look on your face before taking a deep breath. You focused on his calm energy, the sound of the water and the crickets. You let out a yawn after a while of sitting there. You open your eyes and peer over at him, he's still in his own world.

You rest your head against his shoulder, looking up at him from a different angle.

"Sorry for using you as a pillow." You mumble out before closing your eyes and going to sleep.

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You yawn and stretch yourself out before opening your eyes. You were wrapped in your blanket and peering down at you in his lap was Piccolo. You let out a squeal before getting up quickly.

"Piccolo? Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry!"

"Why were you out here anyway?"

"Uhh...I don't remember. Maybe I sleepwalk."

He's about to say something else but you check your imaginary watch and chuckle loudly.

"Oh my, I'm late for training session with Goku and Vegeta. I'll catch you later Piccolo."

He just lets out a huff before going back to his meditation.

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You were helping Bulma and Chi-Chi cook for everyone this month for a day of relaxation and enjoyment. You watch as they struggle to open jars of pickles and sauces.

"Oh Y/n, do you think you could open these while we serve these outside?"

"Of course Chi-Chi, I can open a couple jars." You smile as you're passed over the three jars.

Chi-Chi and Bulma take the plates outside and you're busy opening jars. You open the first jar and then move onto the second. Before you can even pop it open, you can feel his energy.

"Hey Piccolo."

You look to the side and see him gazing at the jars. He simply hums in response. You pop open the second jar before placing it on the counter carefully. You pick the final jar up and twist it, it doesn't open. You try again and again but it still doesn't open.

"Do you need help?"

"No, no, I got it."

You stick your tongue out and try again. You let out a huff of annoyance. You give it a couple more tries before sighing in defeat. Piccolo reaches out with an outstretched hand. You place the jar in his hand, scoffing.

"I'm a saiyan! Opening a jar is an easy task."

You hear it pop open and look over at him. He places it down gently on the counter. He did it. You scoff loudly, not bothering to look at him.

"Seems like I'm stronger than you saiyan."

"I loosened it for you. Don't take all the credit."

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In the battle with Frieza, you were put out of commission because of him breaking your arm and blood loss. Goku steps in and takes the fight to a different island on the planet before Piccolo steps in. He lands in front of your body, picking you up from the dirt.

"P-Piccolo?"

"Goku took over. We're going home."

You push out of his arms, forcing yourself to stand.

"It was my fight! I'm not done yet."

You reach one hand out to send an energy wave in Goku's direction. Your power level spiking before the big orb of power dies down to nothing as you fall forward. You don't hit the ground because of Piccolo catching you again.

"You're done. Let him take over for you just this once."

You just hum in annoyance before you realize how close you are to Piccolo's bare chest. The chiseled muscle feels divine against your cheek. You could feel your heart racing as you were carried to safety by your alien crush.

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During a sparring match with Piccolo, you did what any girl would do in dire circumstances. You kicked him where his penis would be. You noticed how he didn't react but stopped and looked at you confused. Your eyes widened before looking up at him.

"Where's your weiner??!"

He knocks you on the ground onto your back, you feel the air getting knocked out of you. He looks down at you, his pecs from this angle are covering up where his mouth should be.

"Goddamn, you got some big ol' tiddies on ya."

"What?"

You cover your mouth with your hand before getting up and walking out. He's never been more confused, what the hell are tiddies? He'll ask Vegeta about it later.

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After a while of being close to him and talking to him about things you're interested in, he realizes that he softened up because of you. It made him sick but he wouldn't blame you, only himself. Curse love.

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warnings: mentions of anger, mentions of fighting, fluff, kissing word count: o.7k pairings: Son Goku x Fem!Reader, Vegeta x Fem!Reader and Piccolo x Fem!Reader

There’s a serenity to the moments that Piccolo spends with you that he has been unable to capture anywhere else on this planet called Earth. The gentle rustle of the grassy plains is sometimes the only sound breaking up his shouts and breathing as he moves, hurling blasts of energy toward rocks or trees or whatever he has deemed a worthy inanimate opponent for the day. 

Narrowing his eyes, focusing them on a distance that is further away than he expected, he finds you in the same spot he left you in. Laying on your back in the grass, surrounded by a riot of brightly colored wildflowers, hands folded beneath your head. The earth rustles, he can hear it thanks to his adept ability to hear, telling him that you’re moving.

You flip from back to belly, swinging your legs behind you while shouting at him from a distance.

“Hey, why’d you stop? You were starting to lull me to sleep.”

The bass of one of his deep chuckles is carried along the wind to you. It’s impossible to see him from this far away and sadly you were not blessed with the same exceptional vision he boasts, but you can recall his smile as easily as you take a breath. The curve of his mouth, the upturned corners of his lips, the gentle crinkle that has gradually carved itself into the corners of his eyes. 

He’d laugh at you if you said it but you can’t help but find him a little beautiful, especially that rarely seen smile.

“You’re a terrible audience,” he finally shouts back, voice tinged with the faintest hint of amusement. 

Truth be told, he’s too distracted to keep working at the level he wants to. Going all in wouldn’t scare you, he knows that, but he’s frankly annoyed that the thought even came to mind. Why does he care so much what a nosy human thinks of him?

Being surrounded by humankind constantly has softened the man, a reality he works so tirelessly to avoid facing. Unfortunately, your unexpected appearances over the spring and summer have not helped him become stronger or less aware of his own weaknesses.

You lay in that soft, green grass and feed him food that isn’t native to his kind although it’s what he’s used to eating, handmade and wrapped in a soft linen cloth. He knows if he walked over right now you’d extend a wrapped parcel upward toward him, smiling as brightly as the beating summer sun. It’s the same as it has been since the first day you sauntered out here from your village on the other side of the prairie, drawn out into the vast miles of nothingness by the unignorable sounds of fighting.

Little did you know you stumbled upon a stranger’s training session.

Since then, the two of you have shared star flecked evenings. You’ve asked him every time to point out where the planets he has been to from a distance, nothing but dots hanging through endless dark. It’s easy to oblige you so he has. He’s traced a path with a long finger across the sky and billions of miles. He has dared to point toward where Namek, his home planet, used to be. It’s very likely that the area he pointed to is incorrect but he felt a pull in his chest that convinced him he couldn’t have been that far off track. 

In all the time he’s spent here, decades now, he’s never searched for the love that his friends have. 

He’s never coveted a wife or children, content to be a party to the joy of others. An uncle, a brother, a friend yet you make him feel something different. There’s an energy that exists between people who care about one another unconditionally. He feels it in the aura that rolls off of Gohan when he looks at his daughter or Vegeta when he discusses his wife.

That’s the energy that exists between the two of you. It’s static and comfortable. Never judgemental or in a hurry, a relaxed and slow appreciation shared between two sentient beings trying to figure out their place in a world that is ever changing. The circumstances look different for each of you, a human and a Namekian, but you have never treated him differently because of this. 

You embody all of the best things he has ever managed to see in oft unreasonable humans. Kind, but intelligent. Giving with your presence and time, but aware of when to take your leave. Or even better, when to arrive. 

He watches you rise and bound his direction through the overgrown grass, bag slung over your shoulder. Clearly you’ve lazed about and watched the clouds for long enough, it’s time to eat. A soft smile comes over his distinctly inhuman features and he reaches toward his mouth to touch it. To press his fingers against the evidence of his own happiness. 

Piccolo x Shy. Reader Headcannons

This was a relaxing request, especially since I've been getting double requests since I got back xD

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Mimosa Pudica  (DBS)

Warning(s): None

Piccolo was quite happy keeping you to himself, but his family had to meet you at some point...sigh...

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When you saw Piccolo for the first time...

You were in awe, to say the least

During one of the most chaotic nights of your life, rain pours down on you, both literally and metaphorically

And there he is, breaking through the pressure of it all like nothing.

"Beautiful..." you whispered.

Before he could respond, you squeaked in embarrassment, hiding behind your hands. Happy he didn't hear you over the thundering rain.

Well...you thought he didn't, anyway.

Househusband! Piccolo x Reader Headcanon - To Be a House Husband.

Ooooo, another Piccolo fan are we? But of course, I'll be more than happy to write this request for you dear.

Thank you, for sending in this lovely little request, I'll be sure to serve it justice, and I hope it's to your liking.

MASTER LIST | NSFW CONTENT

You and Piccolo have been married for a good three years now, and you recently have gotten a job, times are rough and the prices for everything are rising, it was time for a job. So it was up to Piccolo to learn how to cook for you, he wanted to anyways, he wanted to aid in any way he could.

He didn't like seeing you worry and stress about getting ready for work, just to forget to make yourself lunch in your franticness. So, he offered to learn how to cook, just for you. His sweetness knew no boundary, you were happy to have met such a man in your life.

A/n: EEEKKKK! This is sooo cute! Thank you for the request, much appreciated. I hope you enjoy and sorry this took so long. I had to study for midterms...

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You and Piccolo were training in the mountains for hours. After a while, you both decided to take a break. He sat by a tree meditating while you spotted a natural hot spring-like body of water.

"Piccolo there's a hot spring! I'm getting in."

Before he can even protest, you're already undressing. His eyes slowly trailed over your exposed person, eyeing your curves and settling on the hole where your tail used to be. He snaps out of it eventually and closes his eyes, trying to focus on his meditation. You step into the hot spring and rest against the side before letting out a content sigh, your strained muscles loosening at the warmth of the springs.

"You didn't want to keep your clothes on in the hot spring?"

You laugh at that, throwing your head back with a smile.

"No silly, my clothes would get all wet."

He turns away from you before getting back to his meditation. He couldn't focus on anything but you. How your body looked, your laugh, your smile, everything. Was THE King Piccolo in love?

Piccolo decided it was time to go, he couldn't focus because of you and he didn't know why. He stood from where he was and walked over to where you were relaxing. He made a coughing sound before taking off his cape, holding it in your direction while facing away.

"Time to go."

You simply hum before stepping out of the water. You look up at him, his eyes only meeting yours for a millisecond before shooting back towards the cliffside. You had an urge to tell him something. You hold his face with wet hands and look him in the eye.

"I-I... nevermind..."

You take his cape from his hands and grab your clothes, putting them back on. He waits patiently, still not looking at you until you're fully clothed. Once you are, he suggests getting some food together. He watches your eyes light up as you excitedly jump around. You see a smirk appearing on his features and you think to yourself: 'huh, I have a big fat crush on Piccolo'.

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You both were relaxing and stretching out your muscles on a cliffside together. It was so calm, the only sounds you could hear was rushing water, crickets chirping and the slow breathing of your green crush. You hadn't notice that your eyes were on him the entire time before he cleared his throat.

"Y/n, you're staring."

"Oh sorry..." You trail off, playing with your fingers nervously before looking up at Piccolo again.

"Piccolo,"

He hums in response, looking over at you again.

"I know you're different and not a lot of people trust you, I don't care. You make me feel calm for once."

He stares at you and you feel heat rushing to your cheeks. Did you just confess? Does that count as a confession? As you're overthinking all the possible thoughts flowing through his mind, his clawed hand rests on top of your head.

"You're foolish...but I don't dislike you."

With that, he went back to meditating, his eyes closing slowly before honing in on his ki. You do the same thing but all your thoughts brought you back to him.

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When Gohan found out that you had confessed to Piccolo, he announced it out loud in disbelief.

"What did he say afterwards?"

"He said he doesn't dislike me but I was foolish."

He laughs before shaking his head.

"Yeah, that sounds like Piccolo."

Everytime Gohan saw Piccolo he made it his mission to tease him about it. He loves rage-baiting that green man. He even got Goten in on it too.

"Mr. Piccolo,"

He hums in response, watching you train with Gohan.

"Are you gonna marry Y/n?"

His head swivels so fast, he almost cracked his neck.

"What the hell? Did Gohan put you up to this?!"

Goten gave a curt nod before running off to find Trunks.

Piccolo looks up at Gohan in the sky with a grimace while Gohan chuckles at the sight. You're sadly not in on the joke yet so you're just really confused.

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You already knew Piccolo would struggle with affection, he's never been romantic with anyone before. But noticing the things he does for you makes you love him a whole lot more. You recall the time when you were meditating outside in the rain, learning how to focus on your energy only. With cold raindrops wetting your clothes and hair, it was a challenge for sure.

The challenge came to an end when you didn't feel the rain hitting you anymore. Reluctantly, you open one eye to see Piccolo's cape draped over top of the tree you were sitting underneath. You could feel his energy, he was watching you. You smile to yourself before returning to your meditation.

He also takes the time to teach you different techniques for better meditation and stances. He also told you more about the Namekian dragon balls while under the stars.

"That's interesting...you kinda remind me of the stars a bit."

"How so?" He seemed skeptical, that's just Piccolo.

You smile and look up at the stars. Your knees hit your chest as you sit next to the Namekian.

"Y'know...beautiful, powerful, and you can't stop staring at them."

You look over at him and his antennae twitches, you made him flustered. You couldn't help but smile, hand covering your mouth as you shake with a small laugh.

"Did I make the King Piccolo flustered?"

"Quiet..."

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Piccolo had told you to meet him at the specific cliffside where you both first met. You agreed but you were confused when he said wear something nice. You asked Bulma if she had anything nice to wear and she went crazy. She took you on a shopping spree and paid for anything you looked at with a sparkle in your eyes. You decided to wear a loose and flowy dress with some flats and a flower in your hair.

"Does this look alright?"

"It looks perfect Y/n. You should probably go find Piccolo, he's probably waiting."

"Right."

You fly off the balcony at Bulma's house to meet up with Piccolo at the given location. You land gracefully on the grass and look around for your lover. You see him, squeezed into a black suit with a hand in his pocket. You've never seen him dress like that before.

"You look beautiful, Y/n."

"I could say the same to you, Piccolo."

You both smile at each other. He takes your hand in his and stares at you with nothing but adoration. You've never seen him like this, or maybe you didn't notice.

"Y/n, you are...part of my peace. I want to keep it that way."

You could feel the wet tears flowing down your face already, he didn't even ask yet but you already knew.

"Yes, yes, yes!" You throw yourself at him and wrap your arms around him tightly, sobbing loudly with happiness in the process. He stiffens before softening and wrapping you in a hug.

Bro this man wanted the wedding to happen the next day. It did. It was at Kami's lookout and everyone was invited. Mr. Popo officiates the wedding as Piccolo requested.

"You taught me what warmth feels like. I'll protect it."

His vows were short but meaningful and sweet. It brought a couple of tears to your eyes. Hell, even Mr. Popo teared up. When you kissed him, it felt like everything was drowned out except for him. Kiss was very groundbreaking considering he's never kissed anyone before. (He looked up tutorials and got help from Bulma and ChiChi).

Gohan was crying his out during the ceremony, he was so happy for his mentor. The ceremony was a blast and everyone was having a great time. It was the perfect wedding for the both of you.

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After the ceremony, Piccolo carries you back to your new forever home. As you enter your shared home, you lead him into the bedroom and sit down together on the bed in darkness, only the moonlight illuminating both of your features.

"What're the Namekian honeymoon traditions?"

He shakes his head, hesitating before speaking softly.

"My people reproduce...differently."

You raise an eyebrow, obviously intrigued.

"Different how?"

"We don't do it like humans, we expel the offspring from our bodies."

"So you can poop out an egg?"

"More like regurgitate..." He mumbles, unaware that you caught that.

"whut?"

"Do you want to see?"

"NO,"

You cough before continuing to talk to him with a hand over his own.

"No thank you, husband. I'm afraid both of us might be puking if I see that."

He lets out a hearty laugh before pulling you into his chest. You smile against his exposed skin and look up at him before massaging his jaw with your fingers.

"Seems like I'm married to Nail, Kami and Piccolo."

He presses his lips to your head before chuckling.

"We're one. You only have to love one."

You hum as you lean in for a quick peck on his lips.

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The next couple of days go by smoothly. Today, you were watching the sunset from the window in the kitchen before spotting your husband outside meditating. You walk outside barefoot with your sandwich in your hand, still munching away at it. When you get to him, the sandwich was gone and the sky was a mix of orange and pink.

You lean against his back, arms dangling over his shoulder and hands on his lower abdomen. He doesn't bother peeling his eye open, he knows it's you. He recognizes your smell, power and the feeling of you.

"Piccolo?"

He hums in response like he usually does, though after marriage it is so soft.

"Do you think it's weird? A Namekian and a Saiyan..."

He finally opens one eye, looking out into the distance from the cliff.

"The universe has seen stranger things, love."

The pet name almost made you blush but you plant your face into his neck.

"Maybe. I like this one the most."

You could feel his muscle moving as his hand reached for you. It landed on your hair before moving to your arm. His eyes are now both open as he holds your hand up for you to stand before allowing you to sit in his lap. You gladly snuggle into his body heat and wrap your hands around his back, gripping the fabric of his cape.

"I love you, Piccolo."

"I love you too."

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Piccolo would probably never notice your feelings, at least not in the way you expect.

Piccolo is one of the most complex characters in Dragon Ball, but when the subject is romance, he acts in a way that is completely different from humans.

As a Namekian, Piccolo belongs to an asexual race that reproduces in a biological way totally different from humans. He doesn't have romantic or sexual instincts. To him, the concept of "passion" is something purely human and confusing.