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☁️ Clay x pop troll reader (fem) _p.2

Happy holidays everyone. ⛄❄️🌲

Will have sections inspired by trolls' holidays special.

Request:

Hello! I'd like to request fluff Clay x fem pop troll reader from pop village. Maybe he met her when they came back from rescue mission and he is jealous because reader befriended Floyd and he thinks he doesn't have a chance but on the other hand he wants his brother to be happy after everything he got trough, even though it hurts him, maybe he went to Viva for advice or just to cry (I think he is quite emotional - he is in the sad book club after all). But the reader secretly has a crush on him and Floyd is encouraging her to confess to Clay

Previously in p.1:

“Well I mean, all the newer pods are already assigned. But I have an extra room in my pod. It's got bunk beds for when my little sisters visit. Two of you to stay in there if Branch’s place is getting too tight for all five of you.” I shrugged. I could have sworn the bunker was huge though.

“ Great! Floyd, Clay your staying with…..y/n right?” John looked at me. Basically handing me the troll that lived in my head rent free.

“Well just let me get these fabrics to Satin and then I can show you around my pod.”

Readers p.o.v

After making the weekly delivery to the twins. I joined a crowd entering the market on my route home. Seeing it is always a highlight of my week. Amazed at how a place conjured from the royals minds just mere months after the rock world tour. Become the heart and melting pot of trollstopia so quickly. Buzzing with life each morning. Which comes In handy when you run a quilt booth 😉.

Vibrant patchwork, Beautiful ribbons, and elaborate embroidery greets arriving trolls' eyes. Followed by sweetness and spice filling noses. Sizzling of food and clacking of pots and pans close in on the ears soon after. Heading deeper in I'm finally awarded with soft pillows, plush blankets, and further dazzling color. Different bedding and material from all types of troll cultures surrounded me at every turn.

While walking around I'm greeted by a mint green country troll,” Howdy darlin’ what can I help ya with.”

“Well…I have guests staying with me for a prolonged? I believe amount of time. So I want to make him- I mean them! Feel welcome and comfortable.” I blushed, waving my hands frantically in front of me.

“Ohh tryin’ to catch yourself a fella huh? Don't worry darlin’ ya secrets soft with an ol’ troll like me” he said with a full belly laugh. “Why don't ya take a look ‘round the stand. Let me know if ya need any help.”

Wandering around the stand I found myself in a labyrinth of blankets and fabric samples. Each clearly hand stitched and loving crafted. Finding bedding for Floyd was easy. A soft lightweight but warming material would be perfect for him. Everyone knew about him being locked away in the diamond bottle by Velvet and Veneer. Branch made sure to let me since then he developed claustrophobia and hated heavy things on top of him. And with the troll gift swap approaching the weather is starting to chill. So this type of blanket would be great material for both situations.

Clay was another story however. After putting Floyd's pillow and blanket in my basket. My eyes began to wonder over the different blankets. Questions flowed through my head.

When a bright orange one caught my eye.What's his favorite color? What if it's too bright?

A super fluffy baby blue blanket.

Does he have texture sensitivity? I don't like Sherpa cause it always feels like it sticks and grabs onto my skin! What if he doesn't like fluffy textures?

Gray medium length blanket. Is it too dull? What if it comes off as uncaring? Like I didn't try.

“Ma'am, if I may be so bold. If you fancy this fella. All ya gotta do is choose with ya heart. No present is perfect. Any good troll worth your time will appreciate the effort ya put in.” The country stopped me. “ If it helps me and my partner Hickory just finished this piece. Nothin fancy but it'll keep em’ warm.”

Looking at the blanket shown to me. Soft textured fabric rubbed the palm of my hand as I followed the weighted stitching on the borders edge. “this will do just fine, Thank you.” I tried voicing positive, apparently it didn't meet my facial expression however.

“ Little lady, if I my? You run a quilt booth right? Just on yonder side of the market.” pointing his thumb right.

“Yes I do, I was actually debating on just getting over stock from my stand. But one of the guests has issues with claustrophobia. And……well you've guest my issue with the other. I'm just indecisive? I guess,” hugging Floyd’s blanket to my chest, “ I just don't know if he'd like any old quilt I've made.”

“Pardon my trollish ma’am. But that's just a ol’ load of sugarcane! I've seen y’er work. My dear it's a talent if ever I saw one.” gesturing his hand around his own stand, “ I wouldn't even call these quilt's with such belitt’in words. Yes I love mine and my loved ones work. I believe each stitch holds a meaning, each quilt a story. But your work littleone, those quilts are something else.”

“Well, I…..thank you. But if I'm gonna give him something I made I want it to be ... .better? Amazing?.....”

“Perfect?” He looked at me with a raised eyebrow,

“How about this? You take this blanket for the fella y’er wanna empress so much. And come back when you know what he likes better. Me and my partner will get you set up with some new fabrics.Ya know the annual holiday gift exchange is just a little over a month away.” winking at me, the mint green troll handed me the blanket once again and sent me on my way.

Clay's p.o.v

“ I can’t believe you convinced her to let us stay! Whhyyyyyy? I would have talked to her eventually!” I protested as my brothers pushed me toward y/n’s pod. This was insane! I haven't even had a full conversation with this troll and yet I'm moving into her residence! And with my brother?! “ Why does Floyd need to be here again? No offense…”

“ None taken. I don't know why either.’ Floyd rolled his eyes. “ I mean y/n seems like a nice enough troll from what Poppy said. So why do we have to still use plan Beta code pink. We already know she'll be good to Clay if they were to get together. Plus Viva agrees they are perfect for each other.”

“Look my dear sweet sweet naive little brothers. You don't romance like I do! I mean look at when we were younger, You guys were helpless with the fangirls!” John Dory laughed.

“Um excuse me!” Bruce joined the conversation. “Last time I checked. Branch snagged the Queen of Pop without your help. And I'm the only one of us with kids! Not to mention my tall soulmate was one of those fangirls thank you very much!”

“Also as far as I'm aware. You're the only one that's been consistently single since the band broke up!” Branch added,” I'm sure Clay can handle himself just fine.” Looking at John while grabbing my shoulder with reassurance.

Once we arrived at the pod. No one seemed to be home. John knocked on the door a few more times. While Branch checked for a light through the windows.

“Maybe she's still with the twins. We can always come back!” I said. Turning around only to met the gaze of the same brilliant eyes that took my breath away a few weeks prior.

Just like before my mind went blank, cheeks flushing. I couldn't focus on anything but her. How her eyes shone, reflecting the late morning sun. How the wind blows her hair oh so slightly against her ear causing it to twitch. And her lips move like she's talking …wait she's TALKING!

“H..H-HI!” I screamed out, causing her to jump. Suddenly I'm pulled back and Branch steps in front of me.

“ Sorry about him. Some trolls take more time to be fully awake than others. Am I right?” He joked. “ Um anyways we were checking to see if you were home so Clay and Floyd could get settled.”

“ Oh I wasn't expecting you guys till later.” Y/n looked shocked. Shaking her head she looked past me towards Floyd. “ Well let me get these inside and I can show you two around.”

Readers p.o.v

One thing I wasn't expecting was the boys to already be at my pod. Seeing John Dory knocking on the front door and Branch lurking around my back window was definitely a surprise.

Then I had to go and run right into the troll living in my thoughts rent free for over a month. For Bergen sake! I couldn't even focus when he looked at me. My legs felt weak right away. My mind went blank just like before and blood rushed into my face. Only for a loud noise to push me out of the unfocused state as fast as I entered it.

When I was able to pay attention again. Branch was in front of me with Clay looking from behind his shoulder. I found myself getting drawn in his bright blue eyes and dopey grin. He seemed almost nervous, but also excited, and zoned out?

Nope! Not doing that again. I shake my head trying to focus. No y/n not again today just…just look at anyone but him….. concentrate what Branch was saying…

“ Um anyways we were checking to see if you were home so Clay and Floyd could get settled.”

FLOYD! Yes just look at Floyd for now 😅 but for the love of trolldom just quit staring at Clay! You weirdo!

“Well let me get these inside and I can show you two around.” I laughed trying not to sound awkward leading the brothers inside. “ So for right now you guys will have to bunk together. Quite literally, I have a bunk bed in my spare room. But I'm planning on moving my sewing studio out of the pod soon hopefully..Sooo ya now might be able to get your own space.”

“Oh no, that's alright. We wouldn't want to impose. Plus we used to have bunk beds at our grandma's.” Floyd followed me through the entryway.

“Well let me give you guys the grand tour.” As I walked deeper into my pod. The group entered the living area.

”So my pod has an open layout like most. In this area is the living room/kitchen. I have a downstairs bathroom in a connecting flower bud to the left just over that way,” I gestured. “ While the two bedrooms, library, and my current sewing studio area are upstairs. It's not the biggest pod that's for sure but it's home.”

“Why don't you guys follow me upstairs and you can put your things away.”

Clay's p.o.v

As we followed y/n around she showed us her living area and kitchen. Where to find that bathroom. Even leading to showing us the bedrooms.

“So now to wrap up the tour upstairs. The door over here on the right is my room. Next to it is my sewing studio.” Y/n spoke, knocking me out of my downward spiral.”Straight down hall is my little library. Which you guys can use anytime. While the door on the left is your guys room.”

Opening the door showed a pale yellow almost white room with paintings of cartoonish pods from the village lining the floor paneling. Two decent size bunk beds stood up against the opposing wall. With a large dresser by the headspace. And what looked to be a closet on the left.

Following behind Floyd as the last one in my hand rested on the door frame while I looked around the room. Running my thumb over the two rows of notches made in the wood. Each inches apart marking higher and higher. Darkened and aged towards the bottom of the frame with the lightest looking ones reaching just below my shoulder.

Readers p.o.v

“So this will be your guys room. I know it's not much. Used to be used for when my little sisters stayed over. But they don't seem to have much time themselves nowadays with being preteens and all.” I laughed, running my hand over that back of neck.

“ Hey I've been there done that it's hard being the oldest sibling. Sadly I didn't get to experience the wonders of pre-teen hood with all my little bros. But I can tell you one thing,” John Dory looked at me.”I wouldn't trade what I was able to experience in the younger years with them for anything.”

Pulling me in close by my shoulder,” now let me tell ya I've got some stories about them when they were little. Like this one time we made a pillow fort and Clay used his fun-derwaer as a flag-”

“Ok that's enough of that!” Bruce started throwing a hand over John’s mouth.”Y/n it was so nice to get a tour. Your home is amazing. I'll have to give you my wife Brandy’s number next time. She'd love to get in contact with who painted the cute houses on the lower wall. Been looking for something like that for the nursery.” Pushing his brother's out of the room.

Leaving just Clay, Floyd, and me in the room alone.

“Well that was interesting…so um I guess we'll just get our stuff out if that's ok.” Floyd asked.

“Sure you guys are welcome to make yourselves at home. Oh! By the way, John’s pillow fort story reminded me. I got you guys some bedding. Well blankets mostly.”

I handed both of them the pillows and blankets from the market. “ Floyd, I know you're claustrophobic. So I made sure to get you a lightweight but warm and breathable material.” Looking over at Clay,” I wasn't sure if you had any aversions of any kind I needed to be aware of. So I tried to get a blanket with the fabric that wasn't too extreme in either direction of stiffness or fluffiness. I know it's not anything super exciting but it should keep you warm since it's getting colder.”

Both of them thanked me, with Floyd setting up the upper bunk. “ I do have one question before I leave you to get settled. What is fun-derwear?”

The only response I got was Floyd falling off the top bunk snorting. While Clay froze up seeming to stare in the distance. While an uproar of grouped laughter and croaking rose from downstairs followed by rushing feet and a slammed door.

Clay's p.o.v

“I'm going to kill him!”

“Come on man, that's our brother. So I'm not helping you hide the body!” Floyd cackled once again. Looking over the railing down at me.

“Nope! John Dory is not my brother. He is a dead man!”

“Look man, I know it was embarrassing. But hey you know one good thing you got outta embarrassing situation at your expense.”

“And what would that be!” I flung myself over on my back looking up at him.

“ You got to see the troll you like smiling.” With a knowing tone Floyd turned the lights off and wished me night.

For hours I lay there trying to sleep. But I couldn't. Thoughts filled my head like every night. Of things I need Todo, where I'm needed the next day. How I'll make up for the lost time with my family.

But now? New thoughts are added to that list. Of y/n, of her laugh, of her smile. If she could see me the same way I see her.

Unable to silence the thoughts I tried to redirect to the area around me.

Breath in…breath out…breath in…breath out

Go through today's events. What do you remember best?

The space around me was cozy and warm. Just entering the pod you could drain out all the noise from outside. Leaving it claim and quiet. A hard thing to come by I've found out since moving to trollstopia. I love being with my brothers again. But being in the bunker kinda drove me up a wall! But just like when I look into her eyes. When I entered her pod, her home. Everything stilled, she really did manage to make her own world here.

With my brothers here, nervousness still seemed to find me. Every time we made eye contact, it was responded with a wiggled eyebrow, a wink, a bumped elbow to the ribs………a nudge in her direction………that I wasn't sure I was ready……or brave…….or even …good enough for.

My thoughts spiral once more.

Was I good enough? I mean yea I helped Viva run the putt putt trolls. But we basically lost contact with the world for 20 years! It didn't help that we were just kids basically building a new world from the remains of an old putt putt course. Didn't leave much time for working healthy romance to develop.

Ughhh tonights gonna take forever!

Readers p.o.v

Time has flown by fast in the following few weeks. I sold more quilts every morning at the market. Eventually found the mint country troll's name was funny enough how said troll greeted most others,

‘Howdy’. That little discovery happened when his partner and significant other Hickory

(a country/yodeling troll) asked me to help paint a new sign for their stall as a Trolls-mas gift. With it saying H&H bedding and fabrics. I thought the idea was so loving I just couldn't turn it down. In return they were nice enough to help me make a quilt for Clay. Since queen Poppy decided to switch up the annual gift swap this year. With personally hand picking the people swapping this year! And who would've guessed? I was giving him.

The guys seemed to settle in well enough. All the brothers and our friends had their busy days. John Dory has been making up for lost time with his family. Branch helped Poppy keep trollstopia running. Bruce visits when he can from the island. Viva got most of the putt putt trolls settled, some even chose to visit other tribes.

I try to help both Floyd and Clay feel at home. In-between working and sewing the quilt for Clay's gift.

Though he seems to find a way to wander off with wide eyes or frantically waving his arms running away. when I try to get close or spend time together. Especially if it's just us saying something about his book club, or helping Viva…..again…

Leading me to spending more time with Floyd. Not long after moving in I discovered we both like books. Though preferring different genres. He loves stories ranging from fantastical tales and heroic action of devotion to homey stories. While I'm more into tragic dramas, and crafting diy articles.

Like most days, this one ended no differently. Floyd and I ended up reading in the small library in my pod. Though I'd barely call it that. Seeing though it may have several book cases. It still pales in comparison to my mom's library.

However, try as I may. This day didn't end with my mind finding comfort in a fictional tragic romance. Feeling as if I was stuck in one myself. I couldn't seem to get sucked into the pages like time passed. Only the consistent ticking of the clock overhead fills my mind.

Tik..tik..tik…tik….

The pattern counted as my knuckles drew white. Holding the book so tight. I fear its spine might crack.

“Are you ok?” Floyd asked. Look up from his story across the room. I fidget in the window nook not quite meeting his eyes.

“You could say something is bugging me. But I'm not sure if….I can talk to you about him…Ah it!” Still unable to meet his gaze.

“Oh I think I know what's going on here.” Floyd closes his book, setting it aside. Making his way to me with a smirk, head lowered so I meet his eyes,

” Tell me, does he? I mean it. Know it's bugging you?” He's right in front of me now.

“Well…no…yes. I don't know! I guess it's more of avoiding then bugging!” I blurt out. Shrinking away slightly.

“Hmmm. That would make it hard to talk about huh? I mean an it that can avoid a person is quite the conundrum!” He raised his eyebrow looking at me with a pointed expression.

“Ok so it might be a he ok?!” Giving in.

“Well, what type of troll is he? He must be something amazing to capture your attention.” Floyd sat next to me at this point.

“Well he's hard to describe in detail.” Shyly looking down. Floyd put his hand over mine still clutching onto the book's spine. Reassuring me to take my time and that I'm in a safe space without saying a word.

“I..he's just amazing. He's sweet and kind. He loves his family. Puts others first even when he barely has time for his own passions.” leaving out that he always seemed unwilling to make time for me …..

“Go on…”

“I don't even know how to describe his personality honestly. There's just so much!”

Looking at me Floyd tells me this.” Well you seem to really like this troll. So why not tell me the type of guy you're into that seems to match closest to him.”

“Ok………to start off with kind, sincere, and can be really silly! ….but also knows when to take things seriously.”

“You know y/n if I knew this troll. And I am not saying I do. I mean whoever could he be?!” looking at me with sassy and knowing side eyes while looking at his nails.”I would guess that he'd be into a certain type of troll who would like a similar sad/tragic book genre as him. And just so happens to have a knack for sewing.”

“Well If this so-called troll did like said other troll back……..why does he always run away to spend time with Viva- i mean another girl. When said troll asks to hangout or even tries to talk to him.”

“Maybe the same reason a certain y/c troll gets flustered and stutters when that same guy is near?”

“Wait your saying the reason he's been running off is he's nervous and scared?”

“I think so, but maybe that's something you have to talk to my brother about, huh?”

Floyd's p.o.v

“Que toffee meme from Star vs the forces of evil

‘SURPRISE!!’”

As I dropped into the bunker. Desperate voices and panicking echoed off the walls. Clay once again left Y/n hanging mid conversation. If one was generous enough to even call it that.

“What do I do? Every time she looks at me I freeze. I-i…..I don't know how to talk to her…..this is helpless.” Putting his face on his hands Clay seemed to give up.

“Cheer up buddy.”

“Yes bro you got this…”

“Just wait a minute, do you know how long it took me and Poppy to officially get together!” all our brothers tried to help all at once.

“ Ok! This really isn't going anywhere.” I spoke out. Kneeling down next to my older brother.”You're the only one who can do this man. I don't mean to sound blunt. But right now you're standing in your own way. She's been trying to reach out. We've all seen it. You just gotta stop running away.”

“And how do I do that when she makes me spaz out every time she's near me?”

That's what led to the plan. Of proving Y/n liked Clay back. With that knowledge he'd finally be able to get through a full conversation with her. Or at least be in the same room without freaking it zoning out.

It was supposed to be simple! Really it was. I would end up hanging out with Y/n in silence while reading like we normally end up doing. And while Clay listened through the door, I'd asked y/n what seemed to be bugging her lately. Leading to her telling me about Clay and thus Clay hearing and getting the reassurance he needs to make the first move.

Sadly things don't always work as there planned however.

As I ran back to the bunker later in the evening after talking to y/n. I expected to hear Clay’ happy voice. Instead panic and trying reassurance greeted me once again.

Our brothers, Poppy and even Viva surrounded Clay. Who seemed to be shaking. Worry filled me as I neared.

” Hey man you ok?” Putting a hand on his shoulder.

“I mean you were there man. She admitted she likes you! Just gotta take that next step. no reason to zone out or run away now right?”

Everyone stilled in silence as Clay stood up shrugging me off his shoulder. Our brothers looked at me with an unreadable expression. “ You’d know all about not running away right? Oh wait no you wouldn't.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Hey guys let's not do this now ok? Clay why don't you take a breather-”

“ No Branch! He wants to know so I'm gonna tell him.” Clay walked in my direction. With tense looking brothers looking at me behind him.

Clay's p.o.v

LATE! I was late to the plan. To hear Floyd asking y/n. I rushed as quietly as possible into the pod and up the stairs to the library door. Which was already creaked open for the plan.

A tightness in my chest had been there all day. Growing tighter and tighter as the evening neared to the time when both of them normally read in the library. Finally being there, about to look through the door to get my answer. The truth of how y/n felt about me. Almost seemed to make the tightness almost tangible. More of a touchable not knot.

Peering through the slither of an open door. The knot pulled tighter. They were already talking. He asked her what type of troll she was into…..

“Ok………to start off with kind, sincere, and can be really silly! …”

Silly…she was into silly, sincere and fun guys. Fun….that description just never seems to leave me alone. Always lurking around a corner.

The knot pulled too tight and finally snapped. I ran. I ran as far as I could. Puffs of cold breathless clouds leaving my mouth. Flashes of what id just seen flooded my mind as I continued running.

Crack! I stepped on a twig….Floyd's hand laid on top of hers.

Splash! My foot landed in a puddle……he looked at her with half lidded eyes.

Thump! I tripped over the welcome Matt at the bunkers entrance………the way he met her gaze sideways with a smirk.

Sincere, silly, and fun. The words haunted my mind, I wasn't having fun. But Floyd…. Floyd was sincere…Floyd could be silly….. Floyd was FUN!

She didn't like me……

“ I was there, Floyd. I saw! I saw how you looked at her. How close you were. So no you wouldn't know about running away would you?” I pushed Floyd away walking closer,”no you just held her hand while she told you she likes you! Sincere, silly, fun. That's how she described the guy she likes right.”

Everything was heated. Rapid breathing left my nose.” How she described you....”

“No Clay you misunderstood. Did you even stay for the whole conversation like planned-”

“ No I understand perfectly ... .I mean no wonder she didn't even look at me at all during the tour of her pod!”

“Man, you really are idiotic.”

“Not helping Floyd!” John yelled holding me back.

“ Man, the reason she didn't look at you was cause she kept zoning out and was embarrassed!” Floyd dodged me lunging at him.”She reacts the same way you do when you look at her! She just got brave and tried time and time again just for you to ditch or avoid her.”

“Then why did she stop trying! Huh? Why keep running and spending time with you…”

“Because, you kept running off to Viva. She thought you liked her!”

“Wait…..you mean….I …I really did mess things up….”

Looking up at my younger brother. My eyes began stinging as tears welled up and rolled down my cheeks. “I'm so sorry” choked out my tightening throat.

For hours my brothers and I hugged each other. Talking with each other Ironing out any issues. Every held grudge, every little grievance left over from childhood. It all became settled that night. Though I still have so much to make up for with Floyd. He really was right. I was being idiotic.

Readers p.o.v

Yawning, I stretched out. The cool morning air woke me up as all my joints popped. Staying up all night to finish Clay's gift might not have been the best decision. Regarding the bags under my eyes. However looking back at the quilt. I didn't regret it.

Over the past weeks Clay finally seemed to come around. Helping me at the stand, mainly with finances and budgeting with fabric. We were almost joined at the hip.

I still remember our first real conversation. I was in the library, reading like I do every evening. But this time was accompanied with a different troll.

“I'm sorry if I'm bugging you right now ..but can we talk?” Looking nervous Clay sat down next to me in the window book nook.

“You ….you could never bug me.” I stuttered out.

“Look I know I haven't really been…. present…available. No, that's not the right word. Um open?” Seeing creases formed between his bunched eyebrows.

I put my hand over his. Patting it to draw his attention out of his head. Looking at me I give a shy smile. Hopefully giving him the right message. I am here for you. You can take your time. But I already understand what you're trying to say.

It must have worked because we both seemed to click after that. Each night we would read in the library, seated next to each other in the window nook. Different from spending time with Floyd. Silently reading across the room. Just existing in the same space. Was replaced with longing side glaces, slight numbing of a leg, butterflies in stomaches, and brushing of hands as we handed one another tissues when the story becomes too much.

Trolls-mas and the annual gift exchange came in went. The cold breeze chilled us both. Twinkling light reflected his cool blue eyes.

“So I go you”

“It's not much here” We both put our gifts out to each other.

Laughing together, Clay gently put his on over my present for him. Pushing it down ever so slightly. ” I would actually like you to open your first. It's not much, or super extra as some other exchanges I've seen other people get tonight. But I put alot of thought and…..love….in it.” As I took the box both out faces flooded with red.

“Poppy helped me wrap it obviously.” He chuckled. Inside the box was a few different embroidered corner page book marks. Tears filled the corners of my eye.

“ Di-did you…they're beautiful..”

“Yea, each is hand stitched. Your friend Howdy taught me a few things for it.”

“Ok. Ok. Before I go balling my eyes out anymore. I need to give you my gift.” Laughing more as I wiped my eyes.

Clay’s p.o.v

Opening the box carefully. I was amazed to see a clearly carefully hang stitch quilt. The thought, the time she must put in……she's truly something else…

“Guess our minds went in a similar direction.” She joked.

Gripping the blanket tight I moved forward before my mind could over think for once. I grabbed y/n by the waist pulling her to me. Brushing my lips against her. Nerves and mind finally catching up caused me to pull back slightly.

Expecting to see mad or shocked eye is not what greeted me when I looked back at her. No her eye shine bright under the thinking lights above. Deeper than that was something I hadn't seen before.

She liked like she was gonna eat me!

Readers p.o.v

He..kissed…me

AND THEN PULLED AWAY!!!???

Oh Hell no boy!

Looking at the almost shaking green troll in front of me.”oh no you don't” grabbing him by the chin, bringing him to my level.”and don't think I'm letting you go again anytime soon.” Smirking I joined our lips agian.

I'm not sure if it was the hooting and hollering from our friends and family around us. Or just holly holiday spirit that possed me with such boldness. But I dipped him. Grabbed his waist and deepened our kiss.

“I was foolish to be to scared to talk to you about this sooner…I love you y/n.” Clay said, rubbing his hand over my cheek.

The time after that went by fast. I helped Clay with the sad book club. Floyd moved back to the bunker. On weekends we spent time with his brothers, my sister and mom for family dinners. Heck we even took a vacation for me to meet his nieces and nephews. Though Bruce insists I'm already there aunt.

But as I sit in our window nook. Claying laying in my lap with the quilt I gift him wrapped around us. I could help but think our little world was perfect. But with my sewing studio…….we finally have room to expand our little family one day...

#brozone #dreamworks trolls #fandoms #fanfic #clay x reader #trolls clay #x reader #x y/n

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wantsnuggles · 6 months ago

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Request taken from my Wattpad

☁️ Clay x pop troll reader (fem) pt. 1

Fluff

Request:

Hello! I'd like to request fluff Clay x fem pop troll reader from pop village. Maybe he met her when they came back from rescue mission and he is jealous because reader befriended Floyd.

This is gonna be a two parter cause I got to into it and wanna add more. The main fluff will be in pt. 2.

Story:

Clay p.o.v

“You didn't think this was the only band I've been in, did you?” Branch asked, leading nsync out to the stage.

I can't believe how much he's grown…how much i- we missed…Shaking it off! Shake it out! I got to focus on getting ready.

Moving with the beat of the songs while in the crowd thoughts of what would come next continued flowing through my head. We’re together now and that's what matters! I can focus on my brothers, settling the putt putt trolls into trollstopia, and have more time for sad book club. Maybe Branch could even join!

“Come on!” Branch pulled us up onto the stage with Viva and Poppy. Finding harmony with the rest was easy feeling the rhythms vibration through my feet.

🎶🎶🎶

“ Your all I've wanted your all I've ever needed~”

As I sang with my family. I looked towards the crowd. Spotting a troll with the most brilliant eyes I've ever seen. Everything seemed to slow down and we just locked eyes.

“You ok man” Bruce bumped into me. Knocking me out of it.

“ Yeah just um…yea” rubbing the back of my neck. Branch followed my eye line and chuckled.

“Ohhhh someone caught your eye huh?” while moving to the beat again I blushed.

Readers p.o.v

“3 hours! 3 more hours till the concert. 3 more hours till I see BroZone in person! Can you believe it!”

“Well you better hurry up dear. The girls are waiting for you in your room!” My mom laughed. I still can't believe she got me tickets for my birthday.

Walking up the stairs of my childhood pod. Satin and Chanel waited, finishing up their makeup. While I started picking what to wear.

“ Girl, we've got just-”

“the outfit for you!” both spoke at once. Pulling me behind the changing fold. As they tossed outfit, after outfit on me.

“ Here try this-”

“Oh and this!”

“Wait! Guys I have an outfit! It's…”

“Comfortable we know!” They cut me off.

“ Girl yours always sensible-”

“Be fun for once!”

“ok..ouch! But how about this I'll try on some outfits you brought and I'll pick some from there that's fun looking but COMFORTABLE. ok?” I compromised.

“Ok but girl for real. Let go tonight-

You always over think 🤣” they continued.

“Two hours later “SpongeBob narrator voice”

After hours we finally agreed on a set of outfits and getting dressed. I finished up by putting on light makeup with some eyeshadow that complimented my eyes.

“ Tonight is going to be amazing. I'm so excited!.” Satin yelled. Thanks to Poppy we were able to get almost right up against the stage.

“ For once I'm not going to worry. I'm not going to think. “ I said. Looking up at the band I see Branch pulling queen Poppy, princess Viva and the rest of BroZone up the stage.

Feeling the music's strong pull letting myself be lost in the moment, living in the vibrations traveling from the ground in my feet up to my chest and head. Everything buzzed with life! The feeling tingles in every atom, every cell. This is why I loved BroZone when I was younger! Their music has so much emotion in it. So much harmony and after the rock world tour and creation of trollstopia I feel like us trolls finally have it!

I left my head up toward the sky I sarted to move and dance to the music. Letting it control my motions. Listening to the lyrics I somehow zoned in on one. A strong, steady tone pulled me from my thoughts as I looked towards the stage again. Locking in on blues eyes and vibrant wild green hair.

The music entered my mind as fast as it seemingly tuned out. When a purple hair troll bumped into him drawing his attention away. Once he started singing again I could have sworn he would glace back every now and then. But in a crowd filled with hundreds of other trolls it was doubtful he was looking directly at me. So I swayed to the music and let my mind clear once more.

Clay's p.o.v

“Bros that was awesome!” John yelled, pulling the five of us into a group hug.

“Did you see how hyped everyone got!” Bruce laughed. While Poppy was hugging Branch Bruce wiggled his eyebrows teasing him. “Ya knowBranch we might not be the only brothers in a relationship soon.”

“What do you mean?” Poppy asked, turning to us.

“Well~ you see Clay here zoned out locking eyes with a bright little pop troll in the crowd tonight.” Throwing his arm over my shoulder the group went to the curtains. And looked out to the crowd while Nsync was doing on-core. Floyd, John, and Branch where looking around when Bruce pointed her out.

“You see the H/C towards that front right there.”

“Oh the one next to Satin and Chanel……OMG thats y/n!” Poppy jumped up and down grabbing Branches shoulders. “Clay likes y/n!” shaking him like a ragdoll.

“IIIiiiiiiCcccAAnnnnnNNNSeeeeETHhhhaATTTTT.” 🫨 Branch pointed out escaping the shaking.

“Well Ill give you this little brother. You got good taste. She's a pretty little thing.” John winked at me. Suddenly feeling my face getting hot, confusion filling my brain. I didn't know if I should thank or hit him………….and I haven't even talked to her yet!

“Ohhhhhh! We can introduce her to you! Viva already met her.” Poppy said still jumping.

“YESH! YOU GUYS WILL BE PERFECT TOGETHER!” Viva yelled moving around Poppy with speeds of a techno troll.

“Wait! Um yea cool your jets for minute!” Putting my hand towards the excited sisters.” This is crazy. I don't even know her or even actually met her yet! Plus the putt putt trolls need help settling in! And don't even get me started on the new books I need to get together for sad book club.”

“We can handle that easy” Poppy said hugging Viva and I dizzy Branch. “Plus. This gives me and Viva more time to bond. And you can use the time you were gonna use for the putt putt trolls for sad book club thingy. And with extra time saved get to romancing y/n!”

“Hey wait! WAIT!” Poppy and Viva started pushing from behind the curtains. Lucky Bruce and John stopped then.

“Hold up guys! We got work Todo before then. Floyd plan Beta code pink!”

“That's a bit extreme don't you think?”

“Man we haven't don't that since we were kids.🤣”

My brothers replied.

“What's plan Beta code pink?” Poppy looked around confused.

“Oh I know this! Clay told me all about it, before a while back” Viva laughed. “So basically when they were younger before BroZone broke up. If one of the boys liked someone. One of them would get to know them and see what type of troll was their type. Reporting back the findings back to the others.”

This is gonna be a looonngggg night.

Readers p.o.v

It's been several days since the concert. Since then I've been doing small things here and there to help the new trolls settle in. Multiple new pods have already been made with Viva's help. While Poppy has been figuring out ways to mend the relationship with the new trolls.

A certain green troll never left my mind fully since then. His bright blue eyes and strong stable sounding voice always seemed to be in the back of every thought. I would even find myself listening to my old BroZone CDs to here him again. And just like the concert everything stills suddenly and I'm floating again. With him acting as the only teather keeping me grounded.

Listening to the same song on repeat. I was on my way to bring new fabrics to Satin. When someone tapped my shoulder.

“Oh heeyyyy…..y/n!” Branch stopped me rubbing the back of his neck with his brother's surrounding him. “So um …I-we.” Guestering behind him with a weird,

Simile,” I mean.. FLOYD!” Pushing a pink hair troll toward the front.

“Floyd?” I asked, tilting my head. Not sure how to address Branch’s bezar actions. I reached out my hand to greet them.” Hi I'm y/n, did you need help with something?”

“Well no not reall-OW! Really John Dory! My ribs!” Floyd turned to his oldest sibling.

“What my little bro means to say is YES! We would love for you to help us settle in with the new trolls if you have the time. We've been bunking with Branch in his bunker so far. And while it has been just great catching up this month. I mean really, just absolutely amazing!!!” John Dory laughed, grabbing Floyd by his shoulder. “ Some of us NEED some more space.” Talking behind his hand blocking the view from said brother.

“ Great! Floyd, Clay your staying with…..y/n right?” John looked at me. Basically handing me the troll that lived in my head rent free.

“Well just let me get these fabrics to Satin and then I can show you around my pod.”

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