Hi hiii and I hope you had a great day/night! I barely see any fics for Yan! Hollyberry Cookie and was wondering if you could make a headcanon/one shot for her?
Here's the prompt; during the night of your wedding with the beautiful Hollyberry Cookie, you've become so angry towards her and threw the crown she gave you during the ceremony and asks you on what she must do to make you adjusted to a life of royalty (this was during before Royal Berry Cookie was born).
Thank you again and take your time on creating this request. 💕💕💕
Note; AZLREEEEESSSSSS!!!! OML- and sure homie!
WARNING; UNHEALTHY BEHAVIOR, LOVE, HINT OF ISOLATION, VIEWERS DESCRIPTION IS ADVISED.
The pink birds flew, with flowers dropping that represent love and good fortune fallen on the two married couple, a knight who served the ancient holy berry since she was little, no wonder they both will love each other after so long with each other.
It's a perfect day, a perfect ceremony for both of you. the perfect royal life, she can imagine the children mixing the same dough of hers and yours. running around the castle's ground as they called 'mom!' and 'mother!' loudly and happily.
why? why do you not want to stay with her? trying to escape every second.. yelling curses at her and profanities that people who supposed to hate you yelled. She was confused, angered, frustrated and betrayed, she cant put her feelings together when you throw away the moat beautiful crown she specifically ask for you.. Did she done something wrong
" I don't love you like this holyberry! I only love you as a friend! Partner in the battlefield! An Ally i can trust! I don't want to goddamn marry you!. . . i don't love you like that. " you yelled out, your breathing slowing down after your tantrum. Only a devistating expression on the other partys face revealed to your word. ' did i go overboard?. . . ' you've known holyberry for years, as someone close to her, as a friend.
Its quiet, silence as the jail cell that often lingers in your head, when you were framed by those who hate you. You hated silence. . . but its different, a hand gripped your clothes, tightly where it could rip, her usually determined and exciting face turn to desperation in mere seconds
" I'LL DO ANYTHING! PLEASE JUST DON'T LEAVE ME Y/N! "
