trolls x readers/oneshots

🍋 John Dory x (fem) Reader

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John Dory x Female Reader lemon

My headcanon is that John Dory is touch starved from being alone for so long poor baby needs some love🥺.

According to trolls trollpiedia fan site. John Dory is mid-late 30s by the 3rd movie. So for a point of conflict I wanted to add the reader will be around Poppy age which according to the same site is roughly 21-23.

Also this is my first attempt at writing lemon. Please be nice. But I'm open to constructive criticism.

Readers p.o.v

Every night we get the chance to, John and I spend time together. It started off with an invitation to my pod for a movie after a date bailed on him. To him setting up casual dinners he would cook over fires. Eating under the stars.

Still adjusting to living back with others, JD spent most of his time just outside the village. Refusing a pod, deciding to stay living in his Armadillo bus.

“Close enough to be with his family. But still like he was used to living” was his reasoning.

I don't think he knew anyone noticed the small flinches when someone accidentally bumped him in the market. Or gluing himself to the wall during Queen Poppy’s parties. Overall keeping to himself other than his family and few select friends. But then again maybe I was the only one looking. At first I just thought he didn't like to be touched. But his constant excitement for Hug time and the eventful awkward fall out of an embrace that lasted too long. Always pointed to the opposite.

It kinda makes me sad thinking about it. We've had a few talks about his past in the few months we've known each other.

“It was just hard you know….I've alway had to be the leader, be in charge!” He started off.

“But Branch said your grandma raised you guys?”

“ Yea grandma Rosie was there, I mean she loved us but she wasn't there….never really present. I mean who lets four minor trolls just run off! She didn't even try to stop us.” Signing, he looked away shrugging his shoulders. “I mean it sounds like she stepped up to raise Branch and even gave her life for him. Which I'll always appreciate obviously…..but until BroZone broke up I was basically raising all 5 of us. Then I got overwhelmed and ended up pushing them away being too tough on them. Then I ran away myself…” Leaving the rest of his story hanging in the air.

As the fire danced with light in front of us. Voices from the rest of the group carried from the other side of Ronda. I couldn't help but feel sad. Seeing him looking down again, slight goosebumps on his arms from the cold night. I couldn't help my next move.

As I tossed the large blanket over his shoulders he became rigged. I pushed my luck more by settling myself slightly into his side.

“Sorry, I hope this is ok.it's cold tonight and thought we could both use some warming up.”

His only reply was to put his arms light around me, barely touching my back. That was the night we became closer. Where the line between friendship and some more started to merge. I still feel bad for him, but not pittey. Just that he had to go through so much. I don't think he means to avoid other trolls. He just feels awkward or out of place. After being alone for so long I just….. I just don't think he wants to let go.

Later that night:

Sweet smoke from the doused fire blew in the night air around us. This like most nights we shared ended with us laying under the stars. Only this time we didn't have Rhonda to keep us company. His brothers were able to convince John Dory to let Poppy and Viva to borrow her for a getaway weekend with some of their other friends.