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Thanks @fallen-cacao-prince for the soup! It was delicious.
They are on a date and Dark Choco is making them soup
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Great art!
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yaoi bromance and a child no one invited
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dunno if you've answered this before but have you apologized to Hollyberry and Wildberry for insulting their kingdom back in the Crème Republic?
I have apologized, and we're all on good terms now.
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I talked to his majesty a few weeks ago when we started dating, and he approves.
Hey, Wildberry cookie, how did Dark Cacao and Hollyberry reacted to you and Crunchy Chip now dating? Do they both know it yet?
-₍ᐢ..ᐢ₎
“Not sure how Dark Cacao reacted yet, I haven’t met him quite yet, but Hollyberry was very kind about my relationship, very supportive and that’s why I deeply respect her. She’s a kind queen.”
[He smiles softly]
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Crunchy Chip. Why are you so...squishable. Like, I just wanna squish your face in my hands and just show Wildberry that he's dating a squishable bean who likes sweets. Is that normal?
P-please let me go-
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Yeah, that sounds like something I'd do.

this is so wildchip cooded for me I'm sorry but also not really
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spore.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOO
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Could I have one too?
Here I’m sick of the spores take a gas mask
*A kind hand reaches out of the mist holding a gas mask for him with matching color scheme to his clothing*
Oh- Thank you-
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So that means SHADOW MILK COOKIE is responsible for the spores!
I saw the screenshot and it reminded me of you and master shadow milk cookie so I HAD to make it
NONO STOP 😭
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This is very well written! I approve!
Wildberry has only one friend (and he is in love with him) [Drabble]
Home. 'Finally', thought Wildberry Cookie. He was so ready to take a really long shower and sleep until the sun didn't let him more. His experience in Beast-Yeast was terrible, would not recommend. His arm still hurt, and he knew it would for a long time. But he would do it again if that meant that Hollyberry Cookie was safe. Though, with that brand new armor and shield, it looked like it would not be necessary.
Hollyberry Cookie took the helmet off to greet her granddaughter and her trusty bodyguard. Her hair was loose, something wierd to see. The last time he saw it like that... probably when he was still a young cookie with no self preservation. But now that he looked at it... She had a braid too. In the middle of that forest of pink hair, a long braid with golden accessories stood strong. His hands went automatically to his own braid. It was fucked up, he knew it. So much movement and fighting sometimes led to it being a complete mess. But he liked it that way. It reminded him of everything that had happened and that he had done something to help, even if it was the smallest part.
"Wildberry Cookie! You there?" he didn't realize he was being talked to until Hollyberry Cookie was right in front of him. She still didn't have the helmet on, Princess Cookie was messing with it behind her, Knight Cookie trying to make her stop, or at least be a little more careful.
"Apologies, Queen Mother" she laughed slightly, not mad at him. She knew that her (non official) adopted son sometimes spaced out without a warning. "What is it?"
"No need to be so formal, how many times have I told you?" She smiled, but soon changed her expression to a more somber one. "You looked worried when we left the Garden. Is everything okay?"
"..." it was obvious that she wanted to ask him before, but with everyone there it would have been difficult. Now that everyone was calm and home, it was her chance. "I... I felt bad for Pavlova Cookie"
"That little rascal? I thought that out of everyone, you would be the last to feel bad for him after he said that" both of them knew what that meant, he didn't need to be reminded of it.
"I know. It is quite wierd but... when we left with Sugarfly Cookie he looked... sad and hopeful at the same time" he remembers the expression on the little angel's face. It was obvious that he didn't want Sugarfly Cookie to leave, but at the same time... it was like he was hoping she finally left. Not because he didn't want her, quite the opossite he would say. "I feel as if we failed him. He deserved to be saved too"
"Well, I did promise Eternal Sugar Cookie that I would come back for her. Maybe that's your moment! Maybe you can save him then" he thought of it. Even though he HATED the idea of Hollyberry Cookie going back to that Beast, the chance of getting Pavlova Cookie out of there was not that bad. Maybe he could find a way for him and Sugarfly Cookie to reunite. At least they could be together and happy... "I know that face. There's something else troubling you. Tell me or you will face my new mighty shield, ha ha!"
"That won't be necessary" should he tell her? Of course he should, that is his mother! If there was anyone that understood him, that was her. She had her passions, he did too. Maybe it was time for him to share them. "I have been thinking about what Pavlova Cookie said when we met him"
"What Pavlova Cookie said... OH! Your... foolish love?" she whispered it, trying to avoid eavesdroppers. It was cute it a way. His secret would be safe with her, he was sure of it. "What are you gonna do?"
"I... I want to tell hi- them" he corrected himself. Even though he trusted her with his secret love, he was not ready to tell anyone who it was. "In a way, it's a form of furfilling Pavlova Cookie's duties"
She looked at him surprised. He hoped that she wouldn't realize that it was mostly an excuse to confess his feelings. Hollyberry Cookie's face started to change expressions. He knew he had failed that part. She had that knowing smile he could only tremble at.
"I see... You should not do it by letter. Make him face it. Whether it's here or at the Dark Cacao Kingdom, that doesn't matter." she was too excited about it. "Just look at him in the eyes and tell him how you feel. And if that old bean refuses to let you two live your love worry not! I will make him change his mind!"
"Thank you...? Wait, Dark Cacao Kingdom? I never said anything about it" her smile fell. Her face said many things he was completely unable to read.
"Wildberry Cookie, my son, my boy, it is incredibly obvious who is the one you like. You have only one friend outside your family." she put her hand on his bare shoulder, careful with the recently healed scar on it. "I have tried many times to help you get friends. I even tried to help you getting a partner. The amount of girls I brought here so you could befriend them... And when you told me you were interested only in boys, I did the same with them. For years I have tried, but not even one of them got close enough to you. And then when Dark Cacao Cookie chooses him to go with you and Gingerbrave, you start sending letter every month." Hollyberry Cookie looked at him empathetically. "You have only one friend and you are in love with him. It was obvious who Pavlova Cookie was talking about. But worry not, I am here to help you with him!"
He hadn't realized just how sad his situation was. He did only have one friend. Maybe now he could be friends with Raspberry Cookie and Tiger Lily Cookie, but he wasn't entirely sure. It looked like the two girls were more thrilled about each other than him. Could he count Gingerbrave as his friend? The boy was friends with everyone so... He hoped this went right. If not, then he would have no friends, and that was even sadder.
"Alright. What should I do?" he asked quietly. It was like he was a kid again, scared of talking to anyone. But it wasn't. He was a grown adult, he could deal with a crush. If he could call it that.
"Okay, If you want I can tell you how I used to flirt with his king when we were younger, maybe that helps! Though it is true that they have completely opposite personalities..." it was going to be a long day, that was for sure.
"I will send a letter with urgency. I can tell him that I need him here, or that I can go there, but that we need to meet as soon as possible" he already had an idea of what to write in it, he just needed to polish some parts.
"Good! Remember, you have to be face to face when you tell him, use your emotio... Well, you know what I mean! Give him food too, that boy is too skinny! He needs more fat to survive the cold, I wonder how is it that Dark Cacao Cookie hasn't seen it..." she took him to the private side of the palace. It was an important conversation after all. And he would be okay.
Yes, Wildberry Cookie had one single friend, and he was in love with him. Yes, that friend was really far away, but he was deep in that love. Yes, the chances of it working were extremely low, but he would keep working on that love until the end.
Wildberry Cookie had one friend, and he hopes that he ends up with no friends and a boyfriend.
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Dogs. Yes. Puppers. Wolfies. Lil dawgies. Baby pupies.
(Tell dark cacao he needs therapy for me)

I will. Dark Cacao really needs therapy.
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THIS IS NOBODY'S FAULT- JUST HELP ME-
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No... They've reached me too??
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I will not fall for this, Shadow Milk Cookie-
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No... They've reached me too??
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NEVER-
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Do not fight the spores
I WILL NOT GIVE IN-
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Please just- help me-
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No... They've reached me too??
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Do not fight the spores
I WILL NOT GIVE IN-
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No... They've reached me too??
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