"Summary"! You had always heard about JD's brothers, but you had never met them before as you had gotten with JD after the band had broken up. Yet, while on a mission to save Floyd, you were slowly introduced to his brothers, each in their own silly yet loving ways.
"Tags"! Fluff? Idk somehow a fight almost breaks with between the Reader and poor Clay. Also tumblr is being weird so praying this posts this way.
@!; Branch and Poppy would be the first to know the truth about JD; A truth he might have forgotten to tell his brothers back in the band days, and something he even forgot to tell Branch and Poppy before they rode in Rhonda for the first time. It wasn't like he was trying to keep secrets, far from it; JD was more than proud of this little secret he has managed to cheek, yet in the flurry of re-meeting Branch and meeting Poppy and getting them both down to help save Floyd, he might have forgotten this tiny detail.
"Branch! You never told me you guys has a sister!" Poppy exclaimed as she bounced into Rhonda, beaming from ear to ear as she noticed another Troll inside; they were looking over a few scattered papers, receipts, post cards, anything that she's been able to dig up.
Yet her attention was caught away from her search and study when three Trolls entered the little RV, even more so calling her JD's brother. She tried to explain to Poppy that she wasn't JD's sister, that she was in fact his girlfriend, yet JD stopped her before she could; raising a hand in her direction as soon as he saw her open her mouth.
He playfully wiggled a finger at Poppy, "That's the wifie!"
"You're married?!" Poppy exclaimed with excitement, while Branch seemed taken aback instantly; his attention filtered from you to JD, a silent question engulfing his eyes as he tried to fathom a world where someone would have interest in his older brother.
"Well, uh, not technically?" JD rubbed the back of his neck and chuckled with nerves; While you chuckled, a bit more sweetly, along side of him.
Poppy tilted her head in confusion, her arms dropping to the side as she tried to think of how JD called you his 'wife' but you guys weren't married. Branch stood next to Poppy, still trying to fathom this whole situation. Wondering how you, someone who seemed so... not JD, ended up with someone like his older brother.
As in given example, you were careful to stand up and walk around all the evidence you had dug up from boxes of old things that JD had kept since his band days. While JD, while turning around to reach for your waist, almost stepped and step a whole stack of papers flying to the floor! You had stopped him before he did so, thankfully, playfully smacking his leg away from the stack so he would yelp but realize his mistake and draw his leg back.
"Hi, it's so very nice to meet you two." You would extend your hand towards Branch and Poppy; In which, Poppy grabbed your hand first and shook it enthusiastically.
"Hello! It's so very nice to meet you!" Exclaimed Poppy as she almost made your arm fall off with how vigorously she was shaking it, "I'm Branch's, JD's younger brother, girlfriend. And can I say, you have very lovely hair."
You smiled at Poppy, though were glad to be able to pull your hand away when she finished the hand shake. With your other hand, you grabbed onto the closest hand JD had to you, interlocking your fingers.
"Well, it's very nice to meet you both. I expect you both know what's happening?" You received a nod from Poppy, while Branch just kept his eyes square on JD; who tried to play it cool, but you noticed the tiniest sweat drop rolling down his forehead.
"Well then, Poppy, would you like to help me search for clues? I'm trying to find where Spruce is-" You didn't even have to finish before Poppy bounded over, grabbing your hand and rushed over to the pile of documents and files you had pulled out. It genuinely shocked you how much energy she had. But you were not going to let that scare you!
What you and Poppy didn't notice, as you were sorting and shuffling around clues, was the 'I'm watching you' fingers that Branch gave to JD. In which JD just extended his arms, wondering what Branch was going on about. Branch, in response, glanced over at you and then back to JD with a cock of his eyebrow. Confused, JD turned towards you and Poppy and then back at Branch wondering what he was getting on about.
But Branch wasn't going to say his thoughts out loud, not yet.
@!; Bruce would be the second one to meet you, and much like Branch he was confused on how this even happened. Unlike Branch, he was happy that JD finally had someone who could tolerate him and his bossy ways; That's not to say that Branch was unhappy for you or JD, he was just a little jealous and sour that after all this time JD had changed yet he couldn't have been there for Branch when he needed it.
Those feelings shifted from time to time the more Branch saw you and JD interact, and he couldn't help but slowly feel guilty; Yet, still standing the fact that it wasn't all that fair.
Either way, Bruce met you when Poppy, Bruce, and Branch came back to Rhonda after a successful mission and a dance number about Brozone being back. You were sat in the driver's seat, mindlessly shuffling a deck of cards; You had been asked if you would like to join the three, mostly by Poppy and JD, but you had declined as you weren't much of a people person.
It's what drew you to JD at first, when you heard he was going solo around the globe in a 'soul-searching' journey. You asked more about it and slowly the two of you had grown closer than you ever thought would be possible. As such, you always tended to miss him dearly when he stepped off Rhonda.
And, subsequently, is why you bounded onto your feet when you heard the door open. You didn't even mind that the deck of cards had spilt all over the floor as you heard your boyfriends all too familiar voice shout,
"Honey, we're home!"
Which was followed by a confused new voice, "Honey?"
"You'll get used to it." And Branch's snarky comeback.
They had managed to grab Spruce, no doubt, thanks to the post card. Yet, before JD could introduce you both, he had to take care of the loving and attentive girlfriend that had appeared right in front of him; Grabbing both his hands and welcoming him back with a big smile, while also accidentally stopping those from behind JD; Who had to awkwardly shuffle around the two of you.
"What did you do?" JD quipped, smirking down at you with a curious look. He hadn't notice the stack of playing cards that had been left on the ground yet, which Poppy had began to pick up out of habit.
"Nothing! I just missed you." Branch, standing next to Bruce, could swear he could see the definition of heart eyes in your eyes. He wasn't sure if he was actually happy for his brother, or a little grossed out, or jealous, or all the above with some plausible explanation for his emotions that he didn't feel like going into.
JD, having forgotten that you two had company over, was quick to scoop you up into his arms, as he usually did when you greeted him back home. His arms rested under your thighs, supporting you as you sat on his forearms, and as you wrapped your arms around his neck while your legs wrapped around his waist.
There was something always so peaceful yet exciting being this close to JD; Being able to clearly see his eyes, as you cupped his cheeks and leaned down to connect your foreheads. You were able to smell his cologne, which you swore you could get drunk off of. You could just feel his warmth and be able to take a moment to stop and breath and remember that he's here and he isn't going anywhere. You could just, be; Be here with JD and not have to worry about anything.
And the way that JD tightened his hold, the way he looked back up at you with adoration... you knew he wouldn't have it any other way. Even if you almost kicked him out of his own bus one time because he was being a pain in your ass.
A cough from Branch, and awing from Poppy, snapped you both out of your love-drunk dazes. Causing you to sit up properly and glance over at the company, all the while you kept JD's cheeks cupped with your hands and he couldn't really tilt his head to see everyone.
"You both are!... adorable!" Poppy shouted, bouncing on her toes as she held onto Branch's arm. You couldn't help but laugh as her reaction, noticing that she was refraining from shaking Branch with all her might.
"Yeah, very cute." Sarcasm leaked out of Branch, "But have you both realized we've been standing here for a minute? We need to go out and look for Clay so we can save Floyd!-
Yet, Bruce only patted Branch on the shoulder, "Calm down, Bitty B! I wanna meet JD's partner." Along with giving you both a smile as you slide out of JD's arms and onto the floor. At least, you were attempting to do so, but JD only tightened his hold.
"Bruce, meet the wifie; Wifie, meet Bruce one of my younger brothers. Good, there you guys meet. Now if you excuse us," And, though Bruce seemed to have wanted to met more, he simply walked away with you still in his arms. Which caused you to flush but laugh, playfully smacking his shoulder and asking what has gotten into him!
But, then again, this was your boyfriend and he was usually this selfish with you.
@!; Clay met you in Putt-Putt Village, where you had been convinced by JD to come out with everyone else. He had claimed that it was simply too dark and spooky to let you stay home alone and he couldn't make sure you were properly safe in Rhonda. You tried arguing saying that he's left you in worse conditions, which seemed to get a rile out of Bruce who questioned him what you had meant.
It was funny to watch JD sputtering out reasons and excuses and examples, but in the end you decided to join them. It would do you good to get some fresh air after so many hours of basically non-stop traveling.
To say you regretted your choice as soon as the clown-head started talking would be an understatement. To say you weren't about to kill JD when gulf balls began to animate and roll around you, was an understatement. To say that you then didn't smack JD behind the head when everything turned out to be alright was... actually, that's not an understatement because that's exactly what you had done.
"And you said I wouldn't be safe in Rhonda! When has she ever let me get surrounded by gulf-balls that actually turned out to be Trolls." You had 'scolded' JD as you smacked him behind the head. It wasn't anything hard, just a small one-two to see if he still had some sort of brain in there.
JD jerked towards you with the most betrayed look you've every seen him give, "Babe!" JD sputtered, not knowing how to respond to you assault!
"I'm about to go back to the trailer." You muttered, a little salty. Crossing your arms you turned away from JD and towards Viva, who was screaming about how the new guests needed friends and milkshakes; Which the other Trolls in the village jumped onto getting.
"If you go back I might have to follow you to correct this attituded we're having." JD snirked slyly, crossing his arms as he flashed me a knowing glance. Wiggling his eyebrows and winking playfully, leaving you slightly baffled at his boldness in front of everyone.
"JOHN D-" You started, yet was quickly cut off as you hadn't noticed Clay's sudden appearance; or how he had rushed over to say hello to baby Branch and Bruce, giving a lack luster response to JD.
That itched you wrong. Sure, you knew JD hadn't been the best to his brothers in their band days but that still gave him no right to look and act like that towards JD. You momentarily forgot JD's comment, or the fact that he probably almost killed you earlier (to which he would rightly remind you about your flare for dramatics, and how much he loved them) and marched over to where Poppy, Branch, and Bruce where.
Poppy was attempting to introduce herself to Clay, who stood in front of them, yet you pushed past them and stood as a barrier between the three and Clay; Who gave you a weird look, and was slightly taken a back by your forwardness.
"Hel-" Clay tried, but didn't get very far in his greeting.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know that you had a stick up your ass that someone needs to remove, Cupcakes." You spat at him as you crossed your arms, shooting him the nastiest glare you could fathom at this point. Which was nasty enough to get both Bruce and Poppy to back up a little, and Poppy to slowly inch Branch away from you and Clay.
Though Branch didn't seem to enjoy the way you were talking to his third eldest brother. He opened his mouth to say something, yet you cut him off, "Furthermore, is that how you're really going to greet your brother after all these years? With plain favoritism to the others despite everything he's had to go through and is trying to actively change because of everything that went wrong, huh?"
"Oooh'kay, Babe," JD carefully walked over to you, knowing you were a little on the edge; That and you had smacked him behind the head earlier and he wasn't looking for another one of those. "How about we take a step back and go calm down-"
"Nah, Imma beat his ass!"
It wasn't the best first meeting you could have had with one of JD's brother, and it also put a little sour kick into the two you had met before, yet it was eventful, that was for sure. Who wouldn't find it eventful for having their older brother's spunky girlfriend almost beat their ass over a few choice words and actions towards him? Yeah... you were going to have to do a little bit of work to mend that with Clay.
@!; You officially, without the fear of him dying or any of the other brothers for that fact, met Floyd before the KISMET and BroZone concert backstage. You were there to support JD, and in turn his brothers. Sure, you had seen and heard all about Floyd before this moment but you weren't exactly sure what to expect from him. Especially since you knew that Clay or at least Bruce or Branch had told Floyd about the whole Clay fiasco on the way back.
"You're (Y/N), right?" Floyd's voice from behind you caught your attention despite the current list of groceries you were writing.
"Huh?" You muttered at first, having been caught off guard by Floyd's sudden approach. You couldn't help but wonder if he was here for some other reason than first greetings. "Yeah.. that's me... and you're Floyd, right?"
Floyd would nod as you set down your pad and pencil on your lap, which was cross-crossed as you sat on the floor. Floyd, still a little worn down from all the talent that was taken from him, joined you on the floor and had decided to sit next to you. You weren't sure why, nor did you completely understand the sudden nerves that had struck in your body.
You weren't this nervous when you met any of JD's other brothers; So, how come you were nervous now? Floyd seemed to notice this. His eyebrows frowned up as he smiled softly at you, placing a comforting hand on your shoulder.
"Hey, I'm not here to scold you if that's what you're expecting." There was a hint of laughter in his voice, "I mean, I know what happened when you first met Clay but that's in the past, yeah? Plus, you were only trying to stand up for JD... which is sweet, I appreciated it."
You jerked your head up to look at Floyd, a little baffled that he was so different from his other brothers. Before, you had been nervously fiddling with your notepad and pencil, unable to form a word to say to him. Yet, he seemed to somehow calm your nerves. Not instantly, like JD had always managed to do, but slowly with a firm reassurance.
"Oh," You mouthed, before smiling, "Yeah, I still don't think I've made that up to Clay yet. I mean," You paused for a second, "I did kind of almost attack him just because he rolled his eyes at JD. It struck a wrong cord with me."
Floyd chuckled, "Hey, don't worry, I get it. I always get that icky feeling whenever my brothers fight, but that's just how they are."
"A ragtag team of brothers who both love yet hate each other at the exact same time?" You joked, cocking up an eyebrow.
"And yet, we wouldn't have it any other way." Floyd replied with a smile, turning to look at his other brothers, who were all warming up and stretching. You glanced down at your notepad, reading the list of groceries you would need to get for the bus when JD and you set off again. There wasn't many placed to stop and get food on the road, unless you and JD gathered and hunted.
"Hey, I don't know if anyone has told you this.." Floyd snapped you out of your thoughts again, "But thank you."
You were baffled, "Thank you?"
"Thank you," Floyd shrugged his shoulders, but his smile was so genuine and sweet. "For being there for John Dory when we weren't. For helping him at his lowest. You know, he talks a lot about you when you're not around and I don't think I would want any other Troll to be with JD than you.
Welcome to the family, Sister-in-law." Floyd held out a fist bump, though knew you might need a minute by the tears welling in your eyes.
You had told yourself many, many years ago (when you first got with JD and heard about his band days) that you would never pick a favorite brother of his; Just incase it would cause some sort of family drama to arise. You didn't exactly have siblings, so you didn't really know what they fought about and what they didn't. So you told yourself if you ever met the brothers you would do your best to quell anything that came up.
Yet, Floyd was making this very difficult right now...
"JOHN DORY FLOYD IS MY FAVORITE BROTHER!" You rushed out, snagging Floyd's wrist and shoving it up in the air; To which he yelped, not having expected such a sudden reaction. John Dory, peaking in front backstage, stared for a moment. He hadn't fully heard you, but was able to quickly piece together what you had said:
"WHAT?! BABE I'M MEANT TO BE YOUR FAVORITE!"
"I don't make the rules JD, maybe you shouldn't have almost killed me!"
"IT WAS ONE TIME AND NOTHING HAPPENED!"
"Should have let me stay with Rhonda." You playfully shook your head towards your boyfriend, who stood in the doorway completely baffled and a little butt hurt. But, you couldn't help but laugh as his goofy expression, absolutely loving every part of him; His grumpy sides, his loving sides, and even his down-right baffled and confused sides.
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Tags: Gender-neutral reader, Fluff, Some Angst (mostly for Branch lol), Also Broppy isn't canon here, obviously. But I love them dearly so don't come at me!
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John Dory
We all know this man is a bit self-centered, and that doesn't stop at your relationship.
He'll find any opportunity to show off for you— anything from singing, to dancing, to just his ‘incredible leadership skills that make him the perfect boyfriend!’
He also definitely introduced himself as a member of the old boy band BroZone, which you may or may not have heard of, which may or may not have left him flabbergasted.
Despite all his faults though, John Dory will do his best to be a good partner for you. It's what you deserve, after all!
Keeping you safe from wild creatures, making sure you're always happy because he loves your smile, and also being the overprotective boyfriend who'll square off against anyone who even dares to make you uncomfortable even if they're 10x his size.
Small detail, but he also loves the fact that Rhonda took a liking to you instantly.
“She knows how to pick the good ones,” he'd say with a wink.
Talks about his brothers CONSTANTLY, but always in a way that makes it seem like he doesn't care and that it's their fault the band broke up in the first place. He obviously really cares about them, though.
Some nights, he'll reflect and regret all the stuff he said and did to them, and wishes he could go back and make it right. You reassure him through most of it, trying to convince him that he was young and just didn't know any better.
He stares at you in awe and disbelief because how could ANYONE think that what he did was justifiable? Abandoning his younger siblings all because of his stupid ego and personal insecurities.
“I really don't deserve you...”
Give him some time he's just emotionally constipated.
Also you BET he's gonna show you off to his brothers once they're reunited, so just let him. He just wants the most important people in his life to meet.
You can also expect them to try and embarrass John Dory with stories from their childhood, so be ready to have a good laugh as your boyfriend plots for murder in the background.
Spruce/Bruce
Probably the one who's best equipped to be in a relationship out of everyone in the group.
He is a family man, after all.
Speaking of which, if you think him settling down in the movie and having kids of his own was cute, it really is! But that just indicates that he has a way with children.
If you have a child or younger sibling, expect them to get dotted and taken care of to DEATH by this man.
He may not have been the sensitive one of the group, but was definitely the most reliable of the eldest, so he's got experience handling little trouble makers that come his way.
He still opens a cantina in Vacay Island, which is where you two met for the first time, and so you help run it occasionally whenever you have the chance. And even though you don't go there 24/7, all the regulars just think that you're the co-owner since you're dating Bruce.
You're the one who finds out that he's actually ‘Spruce’, the member of old boy band BroZone. You just happened to stumble upon an old record he kept in his room, and after confronting him about it, he reluctantly confirms your suspicions.
It was hard to recognize him since he was much older now and his body had definitely... grown over the years.
Bruce doesn't like preaching about those days, since he's quite embarrassed of the ‘immature ladies man’ he used to be back then.
But he won't deprive you of them either, since he'll happily share any stories on his misadventures with his brothers, funny backstage incidents, etc.
He misses them dearly and wishes they're all doing okay.
Two words: Hopeless. Romantic.
He's ‘The Heart Throb’ for a reason.
Roses, chocolates, dances— he can do it all!
Bruce will always make time in his busy schedule to spend time with you, taking you on dates to your favorite spots around the island, getting you meaningful gifts, and just overall expressing his love for you in any way he can.
He loves singing to you because it always serenades you and it puts a smile on his face.
People always joke that he's going to propose to you out of the blue one of these days, which always leaves him a flustered mess, but he never denies either.
“What can I say? I might be waiting for the perfect opportunity...”
Clay
Poor baby doesn't know what he's doing but he's trying, okay?
The two of you meet in the abandoned Bergen Golf Course, where you and Viva welcome him with open arms, and everything pretty much plays as in the movie, except that he really likes spending time with you and ONLY you, which he doesn't quite understand?
You're the one to ask him out cause otherwise you'd be playing this back and forth forever. He says yes.
He's never had a partner before, so he's justifiably worried that he'll mess up in some way, or that you'll end up finding him too boring after a while.
This becomes much more apparent after a particular bad night, in which after mumbling incoherently because of a nightmare, you find out that he has brothers and used to be in a boy band.
He doesn't open up about it at first, so you give him some space and reassure him that you'll be there when he needs you. Just give him some time and he'll tell you eventually.
He talks about how he could never be himself, since he was always expected to be ‘The Fun One’, and now he's basically tried to become the complete opposite in hopes of gaining some control over his life.
But he also worries that others will think he's too dull, and that he just isn't interesting enough to be around. Especially you.
You immediately take his face in your hands and look him in the eyes.
“I fell in love with Clay. Not ‘The Fun Troll from BroZone’ Clay. Also, you're fun in your own way!”
He basically falls for you all over again after hearing this.
After that, he becomes slightly less uptight and allows himself to enjoy the little things. You sometimes actually catch him dancing when he thinks no one's looking and you find it's the most adorable thing in the world, even after he realizes he's not alone and wants the earth to swallow him whole.
“Don't mind me, I'mma just crawl in a hole for a while...”
“No, no- Babe, it was amazing! I loved it! Pleaseeee show me more!”
Overall, he's a pretty good boyfriend all things considered.
He's incredibly overprotective of you, and will always give you advice and tools he thinks will be helpful if you're thinking of venturing outside of the Golf Course.
He asks Viva for dating advice CONSTANTLY and she DOES NOT let him live it down. Of course she has good ideas, though.
He'll pretty much do anything for you, even if it means going out of his comfort zone.
Floyd
Another great candidate for being in a good relationship.
Need I explain myself with this man?
His entire personality revolves around being caring and understanding, so he's definitely always on the lookout for anything that makes you sad or uncomfortable and will fix it ASAP.
Floyd is the kind of person who will ask for consent with pretty much anything you do— from holding your hand, to kissing you, to giving you a hug; he will ALWAYS make sure that you're okay with it even if you've given him the green light in the past.
He's not huge on PDA due to his somewhat shy nature, but if you are, he'll try his best to keep up with you.
This doesn't mean he dislikes physical affection, in fact it's his love language. He'll go out of his way to try and sneak in as many hugs as possible throughout the day and maybe a kiss or two if you'll allow it, which of course you do.
You also try your best to get involved in his own interests, because that's only fair after everything he does for you.
It isn't until one day that he sings for you that you compliment him and he nonchalantly comments that he used to be in a band when he was a teenager.
Cue the reveal of him having four brothers and you begging him to tell you all about them.
Which he does, but you can't help but notice the melancholic expression on his face, so you immediately stop him and apologize for being pushy on the matter and that he doesn't have to share anything he doesn't want to talk about.
He only looks at you with a small smile and shakes his head.
“No, I'm glad you asked. I haven't talked about them in years, so I like remembering the good times, even if they're in the past now.”
So he'll go on and on about them, one by one, and go into excruciating detail about what kind of person they are and what he loves about them. He's especially fond of his little brother Branch, based on everything he tells you.
When he gets kidnapped by Velvet and Veneer, you immediately go to Branch for help.
Once you're reunited, you two basically run to each other and hug with tears streaming down your eyes.
“Did they hurt you?!”
“No, I'm okay! Did they hurt you?!”
“Who cares?”
“I do!”
Floyd is then incredibly happy to introduce you to his brothers, who begin to affectionately tease him about getting himself a partner and you happily step in to protect him from any unwanted bullying.
You also tell him that you like the new hairdo, which only causes him to giggle and kiss your forehead affectionately.
Honestly you guys probably have the healthiest relationship out of the whole group.
Branch
I was really debating whether to include him or not since there's many Branch Reader Inserts out there, but I don't wanna leave my baby out so here we are!
You have a classic childhood friends to lovers situation with him, since you've known him ever since he was a member of BroZone, only being about a year older than him.
You'd help him practice for his concerts and would always give him pep talks whenever he felt worried that he'd ruin the show.
You're basically his number one fan— never missing a concert even if it meant dragging your parents with you so they'd let you get in.
The moment the group disbands and Branch is left all alone, you're there for him and wait alongside him for his brothers to return, reassuring him that ‘siblings would never break a promise’.
Cue his whole childhood trauma and him losing his colors, but it's only because of you that he doesn't completely isolate himself from society. He still builds his bunker though, since he's pretty much scarred for life thanks to the Bergens.
Just like with Clay, you're the one who takes initiative and asks him out, and he's just left gaping like a fish because why would you want someone like HIM?
After reuniting with John Dory, he's also dotting you about how big you've gotten and treats you like a baby, which actually irks Branch much more than it does to him.
He makes sure to remind his brothers that you both are grown adults, thank you very much.
Once the band gets back together, you kinda become a manager of some kind and help them in organizing their performances. Branch is eternally grateful and thanks you for staying by his side all these years.
I LOST THE REQUEST FOR THIS BUT BASICALLY IT WAS THIS:
“Would u be able to do smut head cannons for john dory and bruce at all? be awesome ✨ ✨”
|| I just did for floyd and branch so this is very convenient for me, in terms of writing em i mean so thank you for requesting dear *+ i know ALOT of people are gonna enjoy JD in this — also i added clay cuz i got a diff request with the younger brothers and felt bad leaving clay behindIl
SAUCE? OLDER BROTHERS HEADCANONS
John Dory: baby got back vibes
🩵 — let’s talk what he’s into first shall we~
🩵 — ass man all the way, ass and thighs for him are THE SHIT.
🩵 — will just stare with a raised brow and a smug smile as he just admires you being bent over so prettily in front of him as you do…well it doesn’t matter what you’re doing he’s just enjoying the view (ass or no ass fr.)
🩵 — shorts and HIS shirt on? He is up and about ready to get messy.
🩵 — hand hovering just above your cheeks before he is smacking the SHIT out of it, making sure the slap rings your ears and leaves a nice red mark on your cheek. And we all saw how effortless he can do it (rip branch)
🩵 — the moment you turn around to tell him off he smiles innocently and acts like nothing happened, even raises his hands defensively
🩵 — the moment you storm off he would have the urge (not)to smack your ass again (he did it again) — prepare to chase him around as he just laughs at you
🩵 — ways to turn him on voluntarily would be:
🩵 — touches or kisses on his ears, kisses on his shoulders, touching or kissing his happy trail and inner thighs
🩵 — will whisper sweet nothings to you as he rubs your thigh making circles with his thumb, whispering in your ear as he tries to get you in the mood
🩵 — 100% bottoms out when you suck him off, as much as he thrives being in charge he completely forgets about that once he sees you on your knees and sucking him off
🩵 — power play. He definitely jokes that he can’t possibly be topped by you only to be humbled not even two seconds later
🩵 — like man will full on just give up trying to fight and show strong the moment he sees you struggling to take his cock, he feels proud about it but god he can’t dwell on that now
🩵 — “f-fuck…hun..swee-sweETHEART! *gasp* j-just like t-that!! You got it..!~~”
🩵 —ok now the goods
🩵 — loves when you ride him
🩵 — like doesn’t matter if you big or small he is GRABBING ANYTHING that is reachable on you.
🩵 — hips. Ass. Thighs. Wrists. Tits. Waist. Chest. Shoulders. YOUR NECK-
🩵 — touchy man he has to have his hands on you ALL THE TIME.
🩵 — also would be big in voyerism, watching you or vice versa is a HUGE turn on and his fav way to tease each other
🩵 — girthy but average, he would have a non curved dick in all honesty, but it would be heavy (not AS heavy as bruce’s)
🩵 — shower > grower
🩵 — loves taking you from behind too
🩵 — your ass bouncing as he smacks his hips into you relentlessly, hands gripping on your hips for dear life as he quickly looses control cuz of how good you feel around him
🩵 — will wrap his arms around your lap as he lifts you up and goes even faster (like you with ur ass up and hes LIFTING your pelvis to go deeper, like balls deep)
🩵 — speaking of balls, man is caveman under there honestly. I mean he lived alone for 20years do yall think he ever cared to be presentable?
🩵 — when he climaxes he is definitely groaning it out, with a loud moan at the end. A long soft moan as he comes out of his high
🩵 — slowly setting you down and very slowly taking his dick out as he watches his cum leaking out of you and down your legs
🩵 — oh yeah he DEFINITELY comes A LOT.
🩵 — would be too lost in the pleasure to pull out, especially if yall do it the first times together
🩵 — drops beside you and just pulls you in his embrace (somehow manages to put you ontop of him so you can rest — i mean workouts are nothin for him basically tho he would be exhausted)
🩵 — will nap first before cleaning up, he gives me little bit of rat vibes in terms of hygiene (again lived alone for a LONG time) but he will comply with anything you tell him in seconds so-
Bruce: Dilf. Theres nothing else to be said
💜 — now for Bruce, he’s got the sex appeal.
💜 — no duh he is the heart throb for A REASON.
💜 — i see him as a tits/chest man. Defined loves to suck em nips and watch you squirm
💜 — also but thigh and ass man. Honestly speaks for itself, he loves the good parts that he can just roam about
💜 — WILL ABSOLUTELY TEASE THE SHIT PIT OF YOU TILL YOU CANT NO MORE.
💜 — whether verbally: whispering naughty things and just walking away smuggly, do some word play to insinuate that he wants to give you a good time or just legit straight up just ask you if you are interested in some sexy time in THAT moment.
💜 — “damn it! I ruined my shirt!” “Bet I can ruin you~” “excuse me-“ (horrible example but you get the point)
💜 — will say the most out of pocket shit infront of you and watch as your face horrifyingly looks at him but also your cheeks are red and WHY IS HE SMILING LIKE THAT?? WHAT????
💜 — however, ways to turn HIM on would be:
💜 — anything from behind action. I mean hugging from behind and wrapping your hands around him, little nuzzle by the back of his neck
💜 — kisses on the back of his neck (how u gonna do that with all that hair idk) shoulder touches and kisses, anything chest tummy related too
💜 — size kink. He is like a BIG BOY (SZA big boy) so he defines has some kind of size kink (especially with his D size 👇👇👇)
💜 — loves watching you struggling to take him whole, he deffo has a girthy PHAT dick, and heavy. Will absolutely tease you with his bulge
💜 — bending down to do something and he just ‘casually’ walks past you or reaches something from above you and his BIG BULGE just rests against your exposed ass….yeah
💜 — now for the sex
💜 — pillow prince / alot of furniture action, and i mean like him just manhandling you places (kinda like JD but less bottomy)
💜 — HUGE soft dom vibes
💜 — compliments you, encourages you, pets you as you try your best getting used to his size, will coo you with a sweet smile as you breathe out
💜 — “hmm~…its ok my princess…ah~…you can take a little..ngn~..more c-can’t you..?~”
💜 — either he lets you ride him, or he is standing (missionary bro this guy has definitely a breeding kink-)
💜 — will prop your legs up, over his shoulder as he takes his sweet ol time with you, unlike JD he doesn’t get desperate at all — he thrives of you being desperate for him
💜 — he will tease you for hours from just rubbing against you to just the tip, to slowly in and out (i mean SLOW) till you shake and beg
💜 — then..maybe will he comply with your demands
💜 — will make sure you come at least a bunch of times before he fucks you hard and fast so he comes too
💜 — ABSOLUTE SHOWER
💜 — but has a huge soft bulge tho
💜 — oh also loves giving, more a giver than receiver, like he just radiates charm and loves making you faun over him at any time. I mean ANY time.
💜 — he cums alot too, not as much as JD as i think he will get proper sex action WAY more than his older brother
💜 — will not pull out purposely as he loves filling you up. His dick deep in you as he feels his cum trying to leak out — he would groan soflty when he comes
💜 — if he’s not coming in you he is definitely coming in your mouth. He just wouldn’t want his cum to be spilled anywhere, its easier to clean up this way (also loves the faces you make when you try to swallow everything, little tears on your face as you look up at him so desperately)
💜 — knows what aftercare is and will provide for it. He is well kept so honestly i think its part of him to be clean yk?
💜 — will gently clean you and give you water and rest beside you as he kisses you to sleep, cuz honestly once yall done you won’t be able to walk for…a while.
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💚 — since this is my first time writing him dont be mean about it plz 😭 so his intos would be…
💚 — praise man like his brothers, he loves telling you that you did a good job and seeing you smile at him proudly (cuz shows respect and hes into that)
💚 — honestly following commands, like genuinely wanting to get busy and listening to what he says low key turns him on (not in a weird way) but he also wants you to rebel at times
💚 — definitely has fantasies of that.
💚 — will show interest by touching you back alot, like pats or back rubs + a well done! Honestly would be like bruce and whisper suggestive things in your ear just for you to hear
💚 — and as he walks away you just stand there and look around like “did anyone else see that or was it just me??” Like your face is red and you just stare shocked as how serious boy clay can be so…wild??
💚 — if theres a rumor that you’re into him OH ur in for it now.
💚 — he will give you more work to do, smile as he watches you linger on every single word of his, and as you blush at every praise and touch he gives you for being so good
💚 — “hey~ good job on work today! You’re really valuable to the team you know that?”
💚 — (before yall were together) honestly (like floyd) wouldn’t realise he’s into you until someone just out right tells him “bro ur into them, just admit it” and he would be like “what? Ok..ur delirious..” (turns around and dies as he realises he does like you)
💚 — very discreet in his teasing
💚 — he would pull you aside in a small dark corner and make you a huge mess, legs trembling and face red. Like him kissing your neck and his hands wandering making you loose your shit and almost moan loudly his name-
💚 — for him to then just smile as he walks away to finish his serious boy tasks like nothing happend. Leaving you in the corner questioning what the fuck just happend
💚 — honestly would do it a bunch of times till you are the one to finally pull him away and have your way with him, he would be surprised at first but then smile with a brow raised as you finally took charge for once. (Hes a little proud)
💚 — ok sex time
💚 — i would say grower > shower and here is why
💚 — he isnt as thick as his older brothers but he is long (mainly due to his body size, he is the tallest) so he would have more cm in length than girth — he is also curved
💚 — will top. And i mean go slowly and long strokes as he praises you at how good you’re doing
💚 — absolutely would command you around when you suck him off, he likes receiving but LOVES giving
💚 — like he will tease you with his tongue so much until you are shaking and crying under his touch for him to say “ur not allowed to come yet” and that would make it worse
💚 — he trained you to follow orders. This was all an elaborate plan. Him giving you more work and rewards made it easier for him to control you in bed (soft dom ofc)
💚 — however, if you pissed him off that day.
💚 — and i mean you decided to be bratty and purposely respect him less that day OH ur in for it now
💚 — he’s petty. (We saw it with his and john interaction in the movie) he’s very petty.
💚 — edging as punishments seems very fitting. Having you lean against his chest as he hold your arms with with own around our chest (if u got boobs hes gripping one)
💚 — his dick burried in you as he just teases your clit/tip non stop while you cry out and moan loudly
💚 — will gently kiss your neck, hickeys, and ears as he tells you off for being bratty and making his already busy day more busy
💚 — “I haven’t even done anything and you’re already so needy~ is my cock in you driving you crazy?” (A little cringe sorry)
💚 — once you came a bunch of times he will ram the shit out of you as a reward for being good. He cant stay mad at you for too long when you are so obedient
💚 — honestly doesn’t come alot, in scale out of the brothers in loads he is at the bottom i would say
💚 — absolute sweetheart tho after, knows the best and most efficient ways for aftercare. Probably has a kit under his bed or something
💚 — also no way yall doing stuff in his admin cabin. Fuck that. Your bedroom would probably be the safest place to do it (away from responsibilities)
💚 — doesnt bottom out easily, honestly resists the temptation till he can’t see no more and just gives in — he definitely moans once he comes
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Here it is! Its finally done!! God this took so long as i decided to write 32 hcs EACH. Never again (maybe) anyway i hope yall enjoy this as much as i enjoyed writing it (I apologise if clay sounds flat, i still am trying to figure out what kind of person im writing him as)
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warnings. ah, none ? i believe. only characters being super ooc!
timeline. pre-trolls band together
song. playing god, paramore / not any specific for this
a/n. my writing talent has dissipated but i went to universal and decided to dress up as poppy and became fascinated with this fandom all over again. this is a part of a fic im writing which is a choose your ending type thing (john dory, clay, or branch). this is opening chapter and the second mixed in one :) itll be uploaded on wattpad at a later date.
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"Floyd!"
Tiny (skin/c) fists slammed against the locked closet, thumping repeatedly as it echoed throughout the dressing room. "Floyd, can you hear me?"
Their shouts were slightly muffled, but enough sound escaped to be heard by the blue troll imprisoned in the glass container—previously exchanged with the other.
The two popstars who'd enraptured them figured out early on that, despite the two trolls voices blending together beautifully, if they placed them in the same bottle and extracted their essence at the same time, it only led to dysfunction. And that was the last two those phony popstars craved. Only now, the new diamond ones they had ordered to be able to throw both the trolls in forever were yet to arrive.
Floyd took heavy breathes from within the bottle, listening to his friend scream and cry but his energy remained so depleted he was yet to regain it enough to call back out.
"Flo!"
"Yeah, I'm here." He finally replied weakly, lying back against the bottle. "Are you okay?"
"Are you?"
"No," he coughed, "I don't think neither of us are... or really, will be unless we escape."
They sighed, shaking their head unbeknownst to him, "Don—Don't think like that, Flo."
"What else can I do, (Nickname)? It's been three weeks... or at least I think it has." he took in another heavy breath, "I'm losing track of time."
(Name) punched at the door again.
"You know that's useless,"
"I know." they retaliated with a bark, "Gosh, why'd you have to come find me, Flo?"
Silence rang out for a few seconds at their snapping ask, almost a plead. They never asked for his help—not that they could've, but this situation was far too dangerous. There was no way for him to have rescued them on his lonesome. And now, they were both stuck in this eternal torture.
"I couldn't leave you behind," He spoke slowly, more clear. "We're a duo, remember?"
"Barely—temporarily." they corrected him, "You're a soloist."
"You know that changed the second you came up on that stage and started singing with me."
(Name)’s fists dropped from the door, now leaning their forehead against it pitifully as a small, pained laugh bursted from them at the kindness and honesty of his words. If there was anyone in the world they wanted to get stuck with there, it'd be him. "Yeah,"
"Do you wanna try singing again?"
"I don't know if I have the energy for it," they mumbled, "You probably don't either."
Their hand reached out to pull down a streak of white hair, a pattern that had oriented from the constant raking of their essence prior to Floyd's capture. They were starting to miss their full (hair/c) locks, now deviated.
"Let's just try, yeah?"
A beat.
(Name) let out an almost imperceptible hum, breaking out into lyrics in quiet submission to his request.
PLAYING GOD; PARAMORE.
"Can't make my own decisions or make any with precision..." They walked around the closet, looking around the dark and practically empty space, "Well maybe you should tie me up, so I don't go where you don't want me to."
Floyd smiled softly, their voice carrying that soothing, mesmerizing effect it's always had since he first heard it.
"You say that I've been changing, that I'm not just simply aging." he sang as they went quiet to allow him his moment in the duet, "Yeah, how could that be logical? Just keep on cramming ideas down my throat."
In an almost flawless harmony, the two vocalized.
"Woah-oh-ah!"
"You don't have to believe me! But the way I, way I see it..."
Floyd's voice suddenly warbled at the end and he fell backwards, a splitting pain hitting his head.
"Ah..." he hissed.
The other continued singing but at the lack of his voice, they halted, calling out worriedly.
"I'm okay, just..."
As his eyes opened back up, he watched as a troll face planted into the desk. Floyd scrambled backwards, eyes squinting in confusion at the sudden appearance and familiarity of the hair.
"Ugh..." the troll groaned, hopping back up and rushing towards the diamond encasing. "Yo, Floyd!"
"John Dory?!"
(Name)’s ears twitched at another voice, standing up straight, returning to the door. "Is someone else there with you?”
"I can't believe it," Floyd drowned out their voice momentarily, unintentionally, gawking at his now much older-older brother. "I never thought I'd see any of my brothers again," he smiled, pressing both hands against the glass.
"Brother?" They gasped.
Floyd perked up, eyes widening. They darted to the button to unlock the closet, pointing at it desperately. There was no way he was going to allow this blessing to get away from helping at least one of them. The better of the two.
"John Dory, go hit that button over there!" He looked towards the door, afraid of the popstars entering soon.
"I gotchu, brother!"
John Dory's head quickly whipped around in the direction, then back to Floyd, about to inquire on the reasoning behind the command but the desperate haze in his eyes was all he needed for an answer.
With a flashing smirk, he hopped down from the vanity to a chair and then the floor, using his hair to slap the button—the closet opening with a click.
(Name) fell forward, previously leaning against the door to make sure they didn't miss a single moment of the commotion occurring on the other side of the wall. They didn't question John Dory, nor did they really thank him for freeing them, sore legs almost failing from beneath them as they scrambled up and towards the vanity.
"Wait up!" J.D. called out with a tired hoot.
The two climbed back up to the vanity.
Upon reaching the top, (Name) wasted no time in pounding against the glass despite knowing it's useless, pressing their forehead against the bottle—Floyd copying the same, yearning action from within.
"You're... translucent." he ogled at the bottom half of their legs; glittery and clear, a consequence of having the life sucked out of them so often.
Their eyes trailed down, concluding that this must’ve occurred only moments before—the darkness of the closet hid that fact.
"Don't worry about me," they chose to ignore their own issues, "We're gonna get you out of here," they promised.
"Yeah! Bro-power!" the older troll rose his fist, ready to slam it against the container.
Floyd stopped him, shouting. "No! You both have to get out of here now."
"Floyd—" the both outside trolls started.
Floyd's attention turned to John Dory, hoping he'd see more reason than his friend.
“No! You don't understand. Velvet and Veneer are giant, pop-obsessed succubi with no talent and they've been stealing ours!" he gestured towards (Name), "And they'll be back any minute for more."
"What?!" John Dory gasped, "That's even worse than lip-syncing!"
(Name) opened their mouth to argue against leaving—an agonizing jolt snapped through their body, resulting in then tumbling to the floor, heaving similar to Floyd earlier.
Floyd turned to them, dropping to his knees as he reached out despite knowing it was fruitless.
John Dory saw this and shook his head. "No, not my brother! Not today." he took several steps backwards, "You stay back, gorgeous, I got this...”
"W—Wait."
John Dory rushed forward, tiny feet bursting and landing face-first roughly against the bottle.
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After several (and useless) attempts of breaking through, Floyd and you, having regained yourself, shared a look.
"Joh-John, John, stop!" Floyd urged whilst you approached the said male, helping him up from the vanity floor. "The bottle is made of diamond," you sighed.
Floyd continued: "And there's only one thing that's powerful enough to shatter diamond."
John Dory stared at him for a hot second before jumping up, pointing a determined finger. "Right! A diamond-shattering, diamond hammer!"
You stared at him in disbelief, glancing back at Floyd.
"Where can we get one of those..." J.D. muttered in genuine thought.
"No, John." Floyd retorted. "It's the perfect family harmony. (Name) and I have been trying to hit one but two voices haven't been enough."
The older troll's eyed widened, "Of course! The perfect family harmony..." his fists furled, looking between the two of you.
Floyd nodded sadly, face falling.
"Our voices sound like garbage!"
Velvet's voice echoed from down the hall, the door to the room sliding open with a swish as the shadow of her heated figure neared.
"We've been dying out there! What we need is more troll."
"Floyd..." you started but he cut you off, shaking his head.
"Run, you two! Save yourselves!"
"I'm not leaving you behind!" You banged your fist against the bottle.
Useless, it all was.
John Dory glanced at Floyd and then you, furrowing his brows, making an executive decision to grab you and launch his grappling hook back to the vent.
"Let me go!"
His grip was hard, holding on to assure you didn't scramble and fall.
"Don't worry, Floyd! I'll be back with the bros!"
"Floyd!"
"You have my wooord!"
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Ultimately, you had no choice but to follow John Dory once you'd finally convinced him that he could drop you and let you walk on your own two feet.
There was no use in running back—there wasn't much of a chance for you to help Floyd if you did. Both of you sitting there, getting drained, wasn't gonna do anything. All you longed for was that Velvet and Veneer had at least half a heart to not overstep boundaries with the singing essence.
It didn't take long to escape the vents and hop into John Dory's armadillo bus, one he briefly introduced as Rhonda.
"Atta girl!" he cheered, getting behind the wheel and racing off through the crowded streets of Mount Rageous.
You plopped down in a corner, knees up and face hidden between them, suppressing the urge to cry tears. Tears from finally receiving freedom but even more tears at the fact Floyd now had to suffer alone.
A small sniff escaped past you.
John Dory peered back, not speaking much on the way to the bus.
"Hey, ah, I never really got your name. (Wrong/n), was it?"
"(Name),” you corrected.
"Right!" he hummed, "Pretty name. I'm John Dory, awesome leader of the great boy-band BroZone, and your savior…”
His peppy energy was insane to you considering he had just left Floyd behind. Albeit, he didn't have any other option, but still. Seeing his brother endangered should at least be shaking him to the core, not relighting his mood.
You bit your tongue on the thanks, only shooting him a glare (one he missed) at his phrasing.
"So!" he started again.
You missed it when he was quiet.
"How'd Floyd and you get yourselves trapped in all this, anyway?"
You only stuffed your face further into your legs, groaning loudly, hoping he’d receive the hint that you weren’t interested in any small talk. Any talk at all.
"Okay..."
"I'm sorry, I don't mean to be like this but I'm exhausted,"
He adjusted the rearview mirror to look back at you with pity, frowning with a nod.
“Oh, okay," he submitted, "I got you. Rest up."
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The road was bumpy underneath you, Rhonda rolling on rocks and pebbles, causing your body to shake and jump and throw the warm blanket off of you—wait blanket?
You sat up with a start, and instead of the floor you remembered falling asleep on, you were laid on a comfortable, cushioned couch.
Your eyes flitted to the bus driver ahead who hummed a small tune, tilting your head.
John Dory’s eyes glimpsed into the mirror, spotting your peering head.
"Well, good morning, sunshine! Sorry if the bumps woke you up—I tried going another way but it was gonna slow us down too much."
You only blinked, rubbing your tired eyes.
"Thanks for uh... lying me on the couch."
"No prob, bob." He grinned.
The van was covered in pictures of the boyband, a detail you only noticed now. You were too depleted and exhausted when you first entered to properly admire and assess the interior of the vehicle.
Honestly, it was... nice. Welcoming, almost.
Your eyes crossed the pictures, brows furrowing at the familiarity of the boys. Three you knew for sure—Floyd, now John Dory, and one more. The other two were nothing but what felt a distant memory of recognition.
"You like BroZone?"
John Dory approached you from behind, allowing Rhonda to momentarily take the reins.
"Not really," you scratched your ear, "I mean, I haven't really listened. Floyd hasn't spoken too much of you guys... and anything he has said wasn't super friendly."
He forced a chuckle, "Yeah, that... that's expected."
You looked towards him, eyeing his outfit. He returned the gaze, puffing out his jacket with a wink as if you were checking him out, his own eyes giving you a once-over.
They paused at your glitter, transparent legs.
"You're, uh..." he leaned down, grunting, as he assessed the damage. "Clear. And glittery. Is that normal for a troll?"
"You tell me," you retorted, crossing your arms.
"Well, how would I know? There's so many different type of trolls that you might just be special!" he chuckled heartily, standing back up.
You didn't find it as funny.
"What type of troll are you?" he asked, now fully analyzing your appearance. "See, at first I thought you were just a pop troll but you got these things—" he flicked at your jagged ears, "and your hair's a little crazier... and your outfit isn't exactly super pop-py..."
"Okay, back up!"
"But then you aren't a rock troll because you're too colorful and, then again, your clothes don't exactly match the rock vibe either..."
He circled you in thought, leaning in close to your face, "Hmm..."
A sudden bump in the road had him tumbling on top of you, bringing you both to the floor.
You both groaned as he pushed himself up, staring down at you with a smug smirk. "Well, hello there," he purred.
You rolled your eyes and pushed him off of you, standing up and stepping away.
"Dude, you seriously need to learn to give some space."
Your hands wiped down your clothes, glaring at the other increasingly-annoying troll. How could he ever be related to your Floyd? You supposed this was a big clue as to the reason of disbandment.
He opened his mouth to speak again once standing, silenced by your raised finger.
"I'm a pop-punk troll."
John Dory stared for a few more seconds before breaking into a long: "Ohh!". He nodded his head repeatedly, "Yeah, that makes a lot of sense, actually. I overheard you and Floyd singing while in the vents—it was... actually how I managed to track you both down. It was a total hedge-maze in there!"
Your thoughts flew back to Floyd, frowning. You hoped he was okay. It was only a matter of time until...
You glanced down at your legs, kicking one forward for a second. "This is a result from Velvet and Veneer sucking the troll out of me."
John Dory swallowed, nodding quietly.
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The journey was... longer than expected.
The more time you spent with John Dory the more infuriating he became—while, all the same, the more you grew to like him. He was... terrible company but he had his moments of kindness where that smug persona he played up would dissipate and within stood someone you could actually stand.
"Pit stop! Here," he launched a packed sandwich at you, "Eat up. We're still a good distance according to Rhonda,"
"According to... Rhonda?" you trailed off, taking a small bite of your sandwich. "How exactly do you communicate with her?"
He shrugged his shoulders with a smile.
"We just understand each other," he pulled another source of food out, stepping towards the exit of the bus and motioning for you to follow along.
Rhonda started jumping up and down as soon as John Dory entered her line of sight, the older male cooing and rubbing at her lovingly.
"Who's my good girl? You are, yes, you!"
She licked a stripe up his face and he only snorted in response.
You grimaced.
"She's a cutie," he sighed, holding out the larger bag of pebbles. Rhonda didn’t hesitate in stuffing her face in.
"I can... see that," you looked over her, not helping the giggle that escaped your mouth in amusement.
He smiled at the sound, eyes softening. "Hey, that's the first time I've heard you laugh!"
"Maybe try being funnier next time," you quipped with another, stronger laugh—John Dory gleefully joining in the pointless titters.
It soon faded out, left with nothing but the sweet sound of silence.
Silence that didn't last very long. He couldn't shut his mouth for longer than three minutes, it seemed.
"So, I never asked... how do you and Floyd know each other?"
"Oh, I'm surprised you haven't inquired on that yet," you spoke honestly, blinking.
"I didn't wanna intrude, you know..." he paused, sending you a smirking look, "Are you two together?~"
You flushed, flinching at the notion.
"What? Me and Floyd? No, no, no, no, never!"
Your reaction spurred him on, continuing to taunt.
"Oh, come on, you can't hide it now! Look at you—all red in the cheeks," he cooed at you in the same manner he did with Rhonda, "You know, it's a little disappointing because honestly, I was hoping to snatch you up for myself but oh well! Good on Floyd—"
"We are not together, John Dory!" You managed to spill out through the fluster, holding your hand out in front of you.
"Why deny it now?"
"Floyd is—..."
You cut yourself off, biting your tongue and narrowing your eyes at John Dory. You didn't wanna accidentally out your best friend to the brother he hasn't seen in ages. Floyd doesn't really make an attempt to hide his romantic orientation but he isn't incredibly open about it either.
"I'm not his type, that's all I'm gonna say," you held your hands up, trying not to express any sadness in your phrasing to make him believe this fantasy any longer, walking back into the armadillo.
John Dory squinted his eyes, the cogs turning in his head for a second as he slowly caught on.
"Oh."
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Ugh, what was that blistering sound that kept crawling up and waking you up?!
The pillow that had been tossed over your head and held in a poor attempt to commit suicide at the lack of sleep was punched to the floor, eyes narrowed in a heated glare towards the ceiling.
At first, in your half-awake state, you assumed it was the critters outside—tittering and chirping as they do. Expected, of course. You were sleeping in the middle of a forest, after all, but the sound was stranger. Closer, almost.
Then, you were convinced it was Rhonda, mentally cussing out the armadillo in your mind as you pleaded with the Ancestors above to silence her chittering snoring.
Around the sixth time you were suddenly awoken, you knew it had to be the male dead asleep beside you. So calm, peaceful... snoring and groaning like he owned the place!
Which, in fact, he did, but there was company! You! And also Rhonda. How did she ever sleep through his tussles and turns? This incessant rumbling was becoming entirely too much for your poor troll ears, extra sensitive to sounds as so many others.
"Dory..." you uttered, still looking up to the roof.
He didn't say anything in response, continuing to mutter and grunt in his sleep.
"Dory!" you whisper-shouted a little louder, hands clenching the blanket that covered your cold body.
There was silence for a second before he continued.
Okay, that's it.
With a loud groan, openly hoping it would wake him up, you sat up and turned to him with a fire blazing in your exhausted eyes. A fire that dimmed almost as soon as your gaze landed on his scrunched up face, brows furrowing tightly, and his usual-grinning face in a deep, uncomfortable scowl.
Reading his lips, you could vaguely make out some of the words.
'No...'
'Don't...'
'Stop...'
You swallowed, the tight look on your face softening. Was he getting any comfortable sleep? Was this why he always looked so... tired despite having so much energy? The deep bags under his eyes were hard to miss and you were convinced it wasn't just a result of age.
"Dory," you slipped out from your blanket and trudged towards him, taking small steps to not scare him awake, "Hey, Dory?"
As soon as you laid a hand on him, he sprouted up and grabbed you, turning you over on your stomach with the hand he grabbed pressing uncomfortably against your back, successfully rendering you motionless.
"(Name)?" he mumbled as his eyes opened, your pained sounds waking him up fully. He didn't hesitate in letting you go, untwisting your arm and holding it close to him, peppering kisses along it that had you turning hot everything.
"I'm so sorry, I, ah..." he grumbled, voice deeper than regular from sleep, "I thought you were someone else,"
You stared at him with pity. This poor boy had been out here alone so long—who knows what kind of things he ran into.
"It's okay," you whispered, leaning closer to put your arms around him in a hug, "I'm okay, don't worry,"
He paused in his movements, only hugging you back after a hot moment, arms tighter around you than expected.
"I thought you were someone else," he echoed.
"Nah, it's just me," you offered a smile as you pulled back, searching his worried expression.
This kindness from you was unexpected... but not unwanted. He took it all in before it slipped away from him again.
"Do you..."
He blinked, waiting for you to continue.
"Do you wanna talk about it?"
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"John Dory!"
You squealed, tossing and turning as his hands made a relentless attack to your abdomen, saying things you couldn't quite make out through your own fit of laughter.
"Come on, admit it! I'm hilarious, sweetheart!"
You shook your head and he only continued, laughing along with you as years spilled from your tears.
"Okay, I relent—I relent!" Your hands threw themselves up in surrender.
He pulled his fingers back, wiggling them to taunt and pressure you into saying the magic words he so desperately needed to hear.
"You are hilarious,"
"I couldn't hear you—speak up a bit, maybe?" He hummed.
"Dude!"
He went in to attack again but stopped as your hands intertwined with his, "John Dory, you are hilarious."
"Damn right, I am,"
His voice came out low at the close distance, glancing from your eyes to your lips, in perfect position for him to just swoop in and—
"Kiss you?"
"What?" You flushed, brows knitting together tightly.
"What?" He repeated back to you, pushing himself away from you with an even deeper blush coating his cheeks, "Ahem, I said I was gonna miss you."
That didn't make it any better.
"Right, of course." you knew you heard otherwise but chose to ignore it. There was no reason to make things complicated now. Floyd still needed saving. "We'll still hang out, Dory, don't worry."
"Maybe," he grumbled, walking up the driver's seat.
You frowned at his sudden mood, not used to seeing him so down at all. And never so suddenly. Only occasionally, late at night, or when you catch him tossing and turning in the darkness of sleep. Those nightmares seemed relentless.
You walked up behind him, placing an arm on his shoulder to recapture his attention.
"Hey, don't..."
"We're here!" he grinned.
"Bergen Town? Woah..."
It looked so different from what you remembered years ago—back when you were younger. From the hill you two were on, you could catch trolls conversing with Bergens who smiled and laughed, colors spreading across the previously dull town.
"Stay here, I'll go get him,"
"Wait, get who?"
"Branch,"
"Branch?!"
You had no clue that's who you were picking up! The Branch? Your brows furrowed and you shook your head, "Wait, I didn't know—"
"Just stay here! It'll be better if someone who knows him gets him!" he tugged on his goggles, exiting the bus and slamming the door shut behind him.
"But!"
You were too late.
Reluctantly, you took a seat on the driver's chair, watching as John Dory grappled his way to the houses—leaping and jumping.
Hi! Could I request a brozone x female reader hc's where the reader is a bit sassy and the bros find it funny and hot lol. Thanks!
Brozone x Sassy Fem! Reader
A/N: Sorry for the long wait
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John Dory:
- Completely head over heels for you
- John Dory loves a challenge and when you got sassy with him, you were definitely a challenge
- Finds it completely attractive and he thinks he’s going insane at first
- Before he gets with you he finds himself uninterested in others when they’re soft and easy, unlike you who always puts up a fight
- Left speechless sometimes when you shut him up with your clever comebacks/insults
“No cause you’re amazing and all but your attitude has been stressing me out lately.”
“Damn that’s crazy. Skill issue.”
“Wha- SEE!”
- Loves your tough demeanor though don’t let him fool you
Bruce:
- If anyone can handle a sassy reader the best, I definitely think Bruce would be the one
- If he can handle like 12 kids he can deal with you
- Loves his woman with a little spunk anyways
- Adores it having a woman that can not only stand up for yourself, but stand up for him too 😂
- If you have kids and they’re just as sassy he’s a little hysterical at first but he finds it hilarious when he gets used to it
“And I told her if she had a problem she can call my dad. Period.”
“*Nervous laugh* Period huh? Ok honey can you come here, I’m starting to think this kid is your clone.”
- But he’ll never regret his decision of choosing you, you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to him
Clay:
- Clay was meant for sassy women. Built for sassy women.
- I actually believe that he’d find non sassy women a little boring (but if he loves you, he loves you)
- At your constant beck and call (usually unless he’s working hard and he’s on a roll)
- If he could explain you in one word: “Hot.”
- If you’re ranting about some female who pissed you off today, he’s all ears. Just nods his head and agrees with your every word, even if you were considered “wrong” (like pffffft- how?)
“And this girl had the nerve to tell me I was stupid! Like be for real, didn’t you graduate highschool at 23?”
“No literally. I feel bad for you, she’s getting on my nerves just listening about her.”
“You get me so much.”
- Now he’s a big gossip and it’s all your fault 😂
Floyd:
- Probably didn’t realize you were sassy until he actually started dating you
- The second he watches you loose your temper he’s flabbergasted. And I mean that.
- Like for the next couple of days he’s basically jaw dropped
- When he finally gets over it he’s chill but once he sees you ima cation again, he feels…different
- Like suddenly this man’s heart is pounding, his cheeks are heating up, and his ears are practically smoking
- Accidentally picks up some of your attitude a little bit and sometimes it takes his brothers to point it out
“Are you serious Floyd?”
“Yup. But personally I told him he can miss me with that bs. Period. Wait-”
“HAH-”
Branch:
- Now we already know that Branch is a little sassy himself:
“Annnnnndddd~ a falsetto made of GOLD.”
“If this diaper was any smaller I could taste it.”
“Fine. But this is more than likely beneath me.”
- He however doesn’t realize he’s sassy so he’s unsure when it comes to you at first
- When he finally realizes that you’re the love of his life, you two are a pretty mouthy duo
- Like when his brothers first met you they were PUZZLED. Like eyebrows RAISED. They genuinely wondered if they had a long lost sister and they would have to break it to branch.
- If you were together during the plot of the first Trolls movie, you’d have Poppy stressinnnnnn
- Onc eye comes to an agreement that you both have that similarity in common, he just falls in love with you more 💙
brozone, creek & king trollex with a reader going through a breakdown, overthinking and panicking and how they deal with them.
note ; I somehow(?) accidentally deleted the person's ask for this. I don't remember exactly what they asked word for word. (I'm down on my knees apologizing to you rn, I'm so sorry anon 🙏) so hopefully based on my memory this is at least close to what you asked for. I also hope this headcanon is to your liking.
☆★﹒🎧 ﹐BROZONE
John Dory
erm. well. let's just say when it comes to dealing with other people's emotions, he's not really the best guy to depend on...
BUT considering he spent years by himself (and rhonda) with no other socialization, plus leaving his brothers behind and coming back to them after awhile out of conscious but seeing them nowhere to be found, he definitely felt lonely and HAD his own breakdowns before.
so he'd understand how you're feeling, or at least try to understand.
when he first saw you breaking down, his first instinct was to ask you questions "why are you breaking down?" "did something happen?"
if he doesn't get a reply from you, he'll respect your boundaries and not ask any further questions. he'll just focus on comforting you in the present, awkwardly patting your back and giving you words of affirmation that he thinks would work. like those motivational phrases or quotes online, maybe even those ones that facebook moms use.
if you do give a reply, he'll sit down next to you and hear you out. sipping a drink and lending his ears for you to vent. he'll keep quiet (internally, he's restraining himself from outing his own opinions on whatever you vented to him about).
In summary, he's a listener. If you let him voice his own opinions, he'll tell you his thoughts and views. more often than not, if he does give advice, it's probably best you don't actually follow them. I feel like he's bad at giving advice...
at least, he's got the spirit!
Spruce/Bruce
this troll has a wife and kids. I'm sure he's knowledgeable in comforting someone when they are breaking down or overthinks a lot.
if you're overthinking, he'll support you and keep you company but he's also honest that helps you actually evaluate your overthinking thoughts and not stress too much about them.
once you come to him looking vulnerable, he'll immediately try to soothe you by rubbing your back gently. yk like those back rubs that puts babies to sleep? yeah, he'll do that.
while he rubs your back, he urges you to take a deep breath and let it all out. so you do. unknowingly you ranted and ranted, every little detail spoken word to word. he just has that affect on people.
lets you know that what you're going through is valid.
once you're all done, he'll give you advice to ease you or if you're not looking for advice, he'll just comfort you until you feel better.
Clay
he literally is in a sad book club, he'll have the knowledge about it and how to deal with it. except...he's slightly bad at executing it.
he'll snap you out of overthinking by yelling positive stuff to you, that are actually...effective???
if you rant to him, he'll listen to you attentively and pat your head afterwards. it's just something natural that he does, honestly head pats are soothing ok.
if you're okay with physical touch, he'll caress your face while giving you actually reassuring words. (LIKE. have you SEEN him literally pinching and squishing branch's face when he first met him after 20 years?!) of course, it's effective, combined with his already nice vibe (I feel like he naturally has a healing presence, he's just a sweet little boring cutie)
his method of comforting you naturally makes you feel better. he doesn't have to try hard because just watching his body language and mannerisms are dorky enough that it'll make you smile. he's unknowingly comforting in a silly dorky way. even with how badly he persists to be a very "serious" guy.
he'll definitely give you a big warm hug after everything.
Floyd
he's literally called the sensitive one. out of the brothers, he's definitely the one who understands you the most.
I don't think I even need to explain, you already know how perfect he is with dealing with stuff like that. like the time he talked to veneer about how his sister treats him and how he shouldn't let her be like that to him.
his face is full of worry if he sees you in a vulnerable state.
he literally gives the best hugs, it's canon, I know it's canon.
this emo mf knows exactly the right words to get you out of your vulnerable state for a while (bc the phrases he gives to others are probably what he wants to hear given to him).
he'll be really patient with you and help you with every step along the way even if you're having a hard time changing your bad traits.
he's also attentive at listening, he'll caress your hands with his thumb with a reassuring smile.
he'll be really sweet at tackling your situation and never makes you feel overwhelmed.
will cry with you tbh.
he's kind of helping himself when he helps you, because he's similar in a way.
Branch
branch was quite the panicker himself during the times when bergens ate trolls.
so he'd also know how to help you deal with it because he understands you.
he had to figure it out himself and was mostly alone to deal with his own vulnerability so he's happy to help you.
he'll look calm, composed and collected externally but even he, himself is slightly panicking on the inside. afraid that he'll let you down or he won't be of much help. don't worry though, he has it all put together after a bit.
If you're panicking, he'll help you focus, calm down and ease your hyperventilation.
"concentrate on your breathing, okay?"
once you've calmed down, he'll provide you with reassuring words.
he'll keep you company and stay with you until you feel composed enough to talk about it with him. he'll lend you an ear.
afterwards, he pats you on the shoulder and gives you advice that worked on him before.
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Creek
as bad as he is, he's literally the best when it comes to relaxation. he has that zen-like wisdom, so he'll calm you down and help you relax if you're panicking or overthinking too much.
just like floyd, he also knows exactly what to say to reassure or cheer someone up.
he'll give you a more positive outlook on whatever happened to you so that you don't overthink it.
tbh his voice itself is enough to calm you down.
he encourages different methods and ways(that he knows of) to you that could help.
King Trollex
this sweet goober offers you all his emotional support.
he feels upset, if you're upset. he's all frowny when he sees you vulnerable.
"can I give you a hug?" ofc he asks for consent.
will hug you tightly (he thinks hugs are a remedy for everything, besides music), quiet sobs are heard as his face is smooshed against your chest. just like bruce, he'll also rub your back soothingly while hugging you.
Intertwines both of your hands and encourages you to put your thoughts into words so that he knows what's going on that head of yours that's overthinking a lot of stuff.
keeps eye contact with you as you rant to him.
"you can get through this." he'll say with his cute smile.
the most he can provide is listening and comfort. he wishes he could help you more.
🥽 If you plan a night out John Dory is usually the one who plans the date. EVEN IF you were the one who initially began planning it he WILL take over. Force of habit I guess
🥽 Definitely the type to grab you and pull you back into bed whenever you try to get up to do anything. Grabbing you closer kissing you along your neck tighting his grip on you before pushing you off the bed when you get comfortable. Laughing at your stunned/annoyed face.
🥽 Still flirts with you like you just met, grabbing your arm and twirling you around and pretending like you’ve never met.
🥽 Often begs for rubs/messages because of his sore body due to him adventuring for years. He sulks if you don’t comply and turns around to face his back to you, looking back frequently until you give in.
🥽 This man cooks, cleans, and is an expert on vehicles. You will wake up at 6am and see hes already went for light jog and came back sweaty with ready breakfast on the table. downside is he often forgets to make breakfast for two because hes so used to living alone.
🥽 Keeps every. single. gift. you get him. He’s obviously a guy that loves to have keepsakes he loves little things you wouldn’t even notice.
“OH MY GOD YOU STILL HAVE THAT?”
“HOW COULD I NOT? IT’S MEMORABILIA!”
“THAT WAS FROM LAST WEEK JOHN DORY! throw it away.”
“B-but I do it because i love you~”
“OUT JOHN DORY!”
“FINE! but when you’re old and can’t remember much don’t blame me!”
🥽 Gives you his jacket and melts at how good you look in it. Grabbing your face and planting kisses all over your face.
🥽 Loves to make you flustered but when you flirt back and fluster him it drives him crazy. Makes him feel giddy and his face heats up as his hands get sweaty as you keep flirting back with him making him stutter.
🥽 If you are a BroZone fan he will literally reenact how he would before the band split up. Breaking out into song and letting you join in. Loves that you love his band and gets excited whenever he catches you listening or singing along to their old records.
🥽 Definitely brags about you to his family and makes the trip to get you after picking up Poppy and Branch.
🥽 Will unintentionally boss you around its worse if you have siblings and are the youngest.
🥽 Loves when you cling onto him or add onto his advances towards you.
🥽 Hes not easily flustered but if you compliment his leadership, looks or singing hes over the moon and a blushing mess.
With this newfound love for JD and the others of course I need more headcanons of them knotting the reader if they were able to get it all in there i absolutely devour the knotting content
You naughty naughty gosh got me blushing so so hard writing this especially JD and Clays
Slamming my face into the ground so hard right now
NSFW SOME MAY NOT BE INTO THESE HEADCANONS BE ADVISED
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. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ first time knotting ࿐ྂ
John Dory:
Cock description: 12 inches flat out, thickest part 5.67 inches, thinnest 5.04 inches, knot at the base that can expand to 7.34 inches (the most someone can take is about 8 inches across so it’s nearly there and painful so he doesn’t do it often - if he does it has to be with a lot of lube and spit)
‗ ❍ He is not able to knot in the cunt, he is too big and long unfortunately, the only way he could would be anal, but that too would take a bit of time to accomplish
‗ ❍ but this doesn’t stop him from pinning you down, hands pressing against your abdomen as he slowly pressing into your cunt, soft gentle grunts leaving his throat as his cock stretches you open
‗ ❍ pants and shivers above you when he can no longer push anymore in, his eyes squeezed shut so tightly as he moves one hand up to grip your chin
‗ ❍ “don’t move, don’t move, fucking hell baby, don’t move” is what he would say as he pants, shifting slightly enjoying your moans as his cock shifts in your cunt
‗ ❍ he would stay so still - the best he could at least - waiting for you to adjust, his hand sliding down from your abdomen to brush his palm against your clit
‗ ❍ “so tight god dammit you’re so tight,” he would grunt out, his grip on your chin tightening briefly before sliding down to grip your thigh and push your left thigh up and out of the way, to spread open your cunt a bit more
‗ ❍ he probably could only fit about half of him in you for a while, fucking into you shallowly not caring if his knot couldn’t be in you
‗ ❍ however at some point, the conversation of anal would come up, gently prodding the topic to see how you would feel, he wants to feel his knot be squeezed around you
‗ ❍ he didn’t bring it up again after that, wanting you to bring it up yourself personally so you never felt rushed
‗ ❍ gods would be so ecstatic when you bring it up
‗ ❍ eats you out for a while during that night, his tongue dragging across your folds, clit and hole lazily
‗ ❍ claws digging into your hips and thighs
‗ ❍ would ask if you would be okay if he rimmed you
‗ ❍ given the okay he would slide down, dragging his tongue across the hole
‗ ❍ gosh he would finger you open so soft and lazily, ensuring you’re stretched enough for him
‗ ❍ USES SO MUCH LUBE, more lube the better, even if you tell him that using that much was a waste
‗ ❍ he fucks you so so slow, it’s teasing/ torture how he’s doing it, takes so much time to get his whole cock in you
‗ ❍ when he does he completely freezes, eyes completely glazed over and blown wide, teeth bared in a snarl as he held himself still, his arms caging around your head, shaking as he stared down at you, but it looked more like through you
‗ ❍ gosh he would be so good for you, waiting for you to be okay with it, he would wait hours if you told him to
‗ ❍ gods he fucking pants too, trying to get air in properly his body twitching every once in a while
‗ ❍ given the okay he would simply grind into you, groaning, which would turn into a needy whine, he didn’t want to pull his cock out, this being the first time you’ve taken him in fully and he didn’t want to lose the feeling
‗ ❍ he would lean down and nuzzle into your hair and whimper, “don’t make me pull out,” he would whisper softly, nearly in tears
‗ ❍ but he would have to, so you could feel good, he would lazily pull out, maybe a few inches before thrusting back in, his deflated knots pulsing as if renters you
‗ ❍ would once in a while reapply lube to the little bit of his cock he pulled out, fearing it would end up hurting
‗ ❍ ugh definitely reaches down and hooks a thumb in your hole, pulling it open a bit more and directly pouring lube in
‗ ❍ clearly likes it messy
‗ ❍ honestly he would probably cum pretty quickly, not used to his knot actually being engulfed
‗ ❍ the standard 8oz bottle of lube would be used that night
‗ ❍ gods when he does knot you, he fuckign convulses little sobs leaving him as his knot expands in you
‗ ❍ collapses on you, arms wrapped around you so tightly as he whimpered with you, his claws gripping onto whatever skin was there
‗ ❍ he would lick and kiss your tears away while saying “you’re doing so fucking while, fuck baby, just a little more don’t move”
‗ ❍ “gonna fuck you full, gonna make you full of my cum”
‗ ❍ “gonna make you pregnant”
‗ ❍ he definitely makes your stomach distorted as his cum fills you up
‗ ❍ massages your back, thighs and stomach as he waits for his knot to deflates, whispering gently how he hopes he didn’t hurt you too much
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Bruce:
Cock description: 9 inches, curves left, 5.45 all around, hes rather girthy compared to everyone else, his knot expands to 6.75 inches around
‗ ❍ can definitely knot your cunt, will be overwhelming though
‗ ❍ have you sitting on top of him while it happens so you have full control over what is happening
‗ ❍ hands gripping your hips and helping you grind
‗ ❍ lazy smile on his face while he feels his knot fill and stretch your cunt up more
‗ ❍ definitely just lets his head full backwards as he purrs
‗ ❍ praises you how well you took his knot and how proud of you he is
‗ ❍ he’s so fucking soft during it, goes so slow so he cannot hurt you
‗ ❍ rubs his thumbs against your hipbones so so softly
‗ ❍ “you’re so beautiful, like this, made for me” he would purr out
‗ ❍ definitely tries to get you to blush as much as he could with his knot deep in you
‗ ❍ once he feels like you can handle it, he would roll you guys over, pinning you to the bed and grinding his cock into you, the knot making it difficult to move but he could
‗ ❍ definitely tries to cum into you as many times as you let him
‗ ❍ once you whine at him that it’s too much, he would stop, brush your hair back and press soft kisses to your forehead, cheeks and nose
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Clay:
Cock description: 10 inches, curves up and about 4.33 inches around at the thickest part, the thinnest is 4.02, has a large knot at the end
‗ ❍ cannot knot your cunt, has to be anal, but he doesn’t know how to really bring it up, it causes him to get anxious and uncomfortable since he doesn’t want you to get upset or uncomfortable
‗ ❍ you would definitely have to initiate it first
‗ ❍ he always lets you ride, his hands grasping your thighs so gently as you rub your cunt on his cock, the lips wrapping around the middle of his cock as you rolled your hips, sometimes sliding up fully to let his tip catch your hole before sliding back down
‗ ❍ you always gotten interested in his knot, always staring at it, and gently touching it when it inflates, pressed against your cunt threatening to push in - if only it could fit in
‗ ❍ you would grin down at him, lifting up on your knees and grabbing his cock, purring at his flinch
‗ ❍ “so perfect want it so bad” you would whisper down at him make him gulp
‗ ❍ “gonna have it,” you would moan, your other hand coming to rest against his mouth, letting his fangs hook over your hand, his eyes looking so blown out and needy
‗ ❍ “be a good boy and sit still okay? Don’t you dare me,” you commanded him, he would nod , so slightly his ears moving to fully face you
‗ ❍ you would grin, grabbing the lube bottle you’ve been saving
‗ ❍ you would finger yourself on him, your face pressed into his chest, his cock neglected as you used your hand to fuck your hole open, the hand on his mouth pressing harder, ignoring the cuts his fangs left
‗ ❍ “oh fuck Clay, right there please,” you would plead, despite his hands resting, waiting to be told he could touch you
‗ ❍ definitely would be eager to get his cock in your ass, grasping him so quickly he would flinch and let out a soft pathetic groan before brushing his tip against your gaping hole
‗ ❍ you would go slow, easing it in as you shivered
‗ ❍ his claws would grip into your thighs, trembling as he tried to sit so still
‗ ❍ ugh once you were fully sat down he would flinch again his eyes trained on the bulge in your stomach
‗ ❍ drools, his breeding kink getting a bit too out in the opening
‗ ❍ your hand open press against his neck too, making his keen into your hand, his eyes rolling back a bit
‗ ❍ gosh his hips would snap up ignoring your grumpy noise and scolding from him moving
‗ ❍ gets a bit rough, his hands moving to your thighs to your ass, gripping each cheek and fucking up into you
‗ ❍ purrs when you fall onto his chest whimpering
‗ ❍ gosh when he knots you he definitely cums a lot; so much cum leaks out from the seal and gets all over his own thighs
‗ ❍ shakes when he cums
‗ ❍ cries too, holding you so tight to him needing you close
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Floyd:
Cock description: 8 and 1/3 inches (yes 1/3) thickest part 4.45, thinnest 3.45 inches, doesn’t have a knot that’s impressive (sorry he was stunted) the knot barely expands to 4.01 inches, but it’s definitely nice to feel it sliding in and out!
‗ ❍ prefers anal over anything
‗ ❍ haves you pinned on your stomach hips up
‗ ❍ clings to your back as he ruts into you
‗ ❍ tears streaming down his face as he gets overstimulated so easily
‗ ❍ extremely touch starved
‗ ❍ bites down on your shoulder as he thrusts in and out
‗ ❍ it’s messy, so messy, the whole lube bottle used
‗ ❍ his tail wagging so so hard
‗ ❍ “please please” is all he would say
‗ ❍ “let me knot you, gosh please I can take care of you so well,” he would groan into your skin, his arms wrapped tightly around your waist , hands pressing into your flesh
‗ ❍ “mine, right? Gods please say you are mine” he would beg
‗ ❍ begs to hear you praise him
‗ ❍ wants to know what you want him to do to you
‗ ❍ kisses down your spine constantly, dragging his tongue along it as well
‗ ❍ sobs when he cums and knots, collapsing on you and forcing you to
‗ ❍ grinds into you as he continues to cum
‗ ❍ sobs into your back “thank you thank you”
‗ ❍ extremely clingy to the point you cannot move or he would cling tighter and shake his head
‗ ❍ stays inside far beyond his knot deflates
‗ ❍ purrs softly into your ear to make sure you’re okay
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Branch:
Cock description: cock is 9 1/2 inches, thickest part 3.57, thinnest 3.34, knot expands to 4.89
‗ ❍ knots your cunt constantly, his cock pressing deep into you
‗ ❍ nuzzles into the front of throat, closing his mouth around it - being mindful of his fangs though
‗ ❍ he loves watching your stomach bulge and expand from his cock, knot and cum
‗ ❍ his hand would press into the bulge, purring as he felt his own cock thrust in and out against his palm
‗ ❍ nips up to your ear and bite on it as he fucks into you harder
‗ ❍ probably knots your cunt four times in one night
‗ ❍ enjoys anal too, definitely a spur of the moment type of thing
‗ ❍ “can I knot your ass too?” He would ask dreamily into your chest, not wanting to get rid of the delirium he was feeling
‗ ❍ if given permission he would kiss down your body, kiss your clit before licking up his and yours cum
‗ ❍ humps the bed while he does this
‗ ❍ makes sure you’re all cleaned before moving down to your asshole and dragging his tongue along the hole
‗ ❍ his left thumb pressing back into your cunt while he eases his right into your ass
‗ ❍ fucking munch would eat out both holes
‗ ❍ so eager to get his cock in your ass, his hand holding your cheek apart as he drags his cock across your slightly gaping hole
‗ ❍ eases in and bares his teeth growing
‗ ❍ gosh he nearly passes out when he knots your ass
‗ ❍ tongue definitely comes out as he pants
‗ ❍ his hands all over your thighs and cunt, rubbing against your clit
‗ ❍ “cum for me, cum for me now, wanna feel you clench around me”
