Broppy oneshots<3

🩵Insecure🩷

Idk if it needs warning or not but THERE IS A BIT SELF HATE IN THIS ONESHOT. The things that I talk about in this oneshots are mostly what I'm insecure of but YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL THE WAY YOU ARE! I'm usually not insecure, but there are moments that I feel like that! I know that my oneshots are usually funny (I think 🥲) and cheerful, but I see that very little people talk about on this topic. So again if you're sensitive (like me and Floyd🤍) to self hate or just in general, please don't read this, but if you do and you're feeling down, talk to someone or even me! You probably wouldn't ( ofc I'm just a girl writing about Trolls🤭), but PLEASE if you feel sad, talk to someone. Now let's prepare for crying (at least me🥲) and reading Enjoy!🤍

(A/N: I got a little lazy at the end so, excuse my awful writing skills ✨✨✨)

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The sun was shining through Poppy's window. It was 8 AM. She usually would wake up at 7 AM, but today Poppy had a day off. She was going to be spending the day with the love of her life! Poppy hadn't spent much time with Branch, since rescuing Floyd. Viva wanted to do family bonding with her and their dad, Trolls around the village needed Poppy's help, BroZone also needed help writing songs. She was like a full-time "helping machine".

"Ok, time to wake up!" Poppy stood up from her bed, letting a yawn escape her mouth. She looked at herself in the mirror and didn't like the way she looked. She had eye bags under her eyes, her hair was messy, her hands were shaky from not eating well... She just didn't like herself. "Why am I so fat? Why does my hair get greasy so quickly? Why are my thighs so big? Or why am I so short?" Poppy just couldn't stop judging herself. She brushed those thoughts that were in her head and went off to the bathroom to brush her teeth and take a shower.

As she was showering, Poppy couldn't think of anything else but herself... All the negative thoughts about her...

'I need to lose a weight...
I need to stop eating...
I need to stop being so positive...
I need to stop being so annoying...
Nobody loves you...
They think you're useless...
Your boyfriend doesn't love you... '

But in those bad thoughts, there were good ones...

'You're good enough...
Eat, it's good for you...
There's nothing wrong in being positive...
You are NOT annoying...
Everyone loves you...
They think you're special...
Your boyfriend LOVES you...'

Poppy couldn't stop talking bad about herself... She tried to calm down by singing a song, but that didn't work out.
Instead, she started tearing up from the negativism she experiences. Soon, Poppy started crying. She got out of the bathroom, and laid on her bed, curled up in a ball.

After a while, she heard a knock on her door."Poppy? Are you in there? If you are can I come in?" It was Branch. He hasn't seen Poppy all morning. She was usually outside, singing the morning song but today there wasn't a song."This morning there wasn't a song, so I came to see you!"

"I-I'm alright. I'm just kinda tired. I couldn't sleep well last night." Poppy wiped off her tears, brushed her hair and put on her favourite dress.

"Well can I come in?" Branch peeked from her door and saw Poppy with puffy and red eyes. He quickly went inside and hugged her. "Poppy, what's wrong? Did you cry? Why are your eyes red? Are you ok?..." That question made Poppy's eyes tear up. "Why are you crying, Poppy? Why are you sad?" Branch kept asking her questions, while squeezing her a bit too tightly.

"B-Branch, I can't breathe." Poppy whispered.

"Oh, sorry!" Branch hugged Poppy gently, but he didn't let go of the hug. "But why are you sad? Did something happened?" Her boyfriend asked, while looking at her in the eyes.

"Yes... No... Nothing's alright!" Poppy let go of the hug and sat on her bed and started crying. "Look at me! In not pretty at all! I have eye bags, my hair is... A total mess! My thighs are big! I'm short! Nothing's alright! I'm annoying, my voice is annoying, I'm way to positive, and no one loves me!"

When Branch heard those words, his heart broke. He hated seeing Poppy like this. Why would she say those bad things about herself? Branch sat next to Poppy, and held her close in his arms.

"Hey, don't say those things about yourself! You're the opposite of that! You're the most beautiful Troll I've ever seen! Your hair is the prettiest I've ever seen." Branch started stroking his fingers through her hair. "It's so beautiful. It looks like cotton candy, actually! And it's not a mess, it just needs a bit of fixing. Your thighs are perfect the way they are! And your voice... Don't get me starting on it! It's so beautiful, that I could listen to it for hours and not get enough!" Branch cupped her face in his hands,so that Poppy could look him in the eyes."Your positivity... Poppy if it weren't for it, I could have still been in my bunker, being gray and grumpy! And about that last thing you said. Everyone loves you! Viva loves you, my brothers love you, your dad loves you, even the Bergens love you! The whole kingdom loves you! Even Mount Rageous! And I love you with my whole heart! You're everything for me, Poppy."

"You really think all of these things you just said, or said them to make me feel better?" Poppy's voice was still a bit shaky.

"Poppy, are you crazy?" Branch asked while hugging her closer to him. "Why would I listen about anything that I said?"

"Well I'm not perfect...What will other's think about me?"

"Poppy, who cares what other people think about you! Just be yourself! Every loves you for who you are! We love you. I love you." Branch kissed the top of Poppy's head, as he rubbed her back, giving her comfort.

"You really think so? " Branch noticed a little smile forming on her face.

"Of course! Even my brothers say you're cool, and funny, and kind, and all the good adjectives!" Branch started humming a song, thinking of an idea. "Hey, Pops. Do you want me to sing you a song I wrote back in my bunker days?"

"Okay!" Poppy broke away from the hug and laid on her pillow. She patted the spot next to her, telling Branch to come and lay next to her.

Branch sat next to Poppy. He rested her head on his lap, and started singing the song.

💙If I lose myself and I go missin'
Make a couple hundred bad decisions
Do some sh- I know won't be forgiven
Could you love me under those conditions?
(Could you still?) Love me, love me
(Could you still?) Love me, love me
Don't give up on me, I promise that I'm listenin'
Just say you'll love me under all of my conditions

I'm less Superman, more Clark Kent
You want a hero, I don't know where he went
I'm just a man, I'm gonna mess up again
Just a sinner out here tryin' to repent

But sometimes you gotta put the car in reverse to move forward
Gotta make it through the night 'til you get to the mornin'
Sometimes you gotta lose it all, just to know what's important
Sometimes you gotta write the verse 'til you get to the chorus, uh

If I lose myself and I go missin' (ooh-ooh)
Make a couple hundred bad decisions (ooh-ooh-ooh)
Do some sh- I know won't be forgiven (ooh-ooh)
Could you love me under those conditions?💙

Soon Branch heard Poppy's breathes evening out, which meant that she was asleep.

"Sweet dreams, my love. " Branch kissed her on the cheek and stated falling asleep. 🩷🩵