(-Ps, I don’t know who the original artist is for the hollyberry art, I found it on Pinterest. :3 )

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Hollyberry was your wife, and frankly, the nicest, most caring person ever. Despite being a warriors, and a queen, she still made plenty of time for you and your two children (which can either be adopted, biological or if your a girl, just defy the laws of physics! :3), making sure to give them just as much attention as she did to you.

Currently, you’d just woken up, hearing your children giggling, and Hollyberry talking with them. You yawned softly, slowly sliding out of bed and running your fingers through your messy hair. You walked out into the living room, seeing Hollyberry, sitting on the rug and playfully flexing her bycep muscles, as the kids scrambled onto her, squealing and giggling as Hollyberry poked their sides, before she noticed you, her smile softening as she stood up, walking over to you.

🍓: " Good morning, pretty berry..~ " She murmured, kissing your cheek softly. " do you want anything for breakfast? "