My Heart Cant Take How Much Of An Adorable Tsundere Riddle Is Thank You @wolken-himmel For Writing Another

My heart can’t take how much of an adorable tsundere Riddle is❤️❤️ thank you @wolken-himmel for writing another masterpiece

In which Riddle has a hard time accepting the fact that his crush (Y/n) is much taller than him — especially because of Ace's relentless teasing.

Can he get over this pet-peeve and confess his feelings to (Y/n)?

Request by anon.

"Aw, imagine if Riddle and (Y/n) married!"

Ace had a giant grin on his lips, aimed to irritate the already furious Riddle even more. Deuce, who stood next to him, was glancing back and forth between Ace and Riddle, hoping that this wouldn't lead to a full-blown catastrophe that he would have to solve later.

Riddle crossed his arms, and his cheeks were a dark red. "Trappola," he pressed out through clenched teeth while doing his best to not appear too flustered by Ace's words.

A mischievous glint appeared in Ace's eyes. "(Y/n) would be the one to carry you bridal style, no?" he asked before immediately breaking out into wild cackling that left Riddle and Deuce speechless, the latter especially questioning if Ace wanted to die today.

"Shut up, you idiot!" Riddle growled, although his voice pitifully broke at the end.

"Ace," Deuce reprimanded as he stepped between them before Riddle could throw himself at Ace and tear out his throat in one sweep. A sigh escaped the blue-haired boy's lips while sweat trickled down his forehead from all the stress. "You should stop before the dorm-head explodes."

Ace shot his friend an innocent look, about to open his mouth again before he was interrupted by a new presence appearing beside them, having arrived unnoticed due to the three students being too busy with bickering. You tilted your titled to the side and crossed your arms, asking, "Stop with what?"

Riddle immediately stopped screaming when his eyes fell on you, and he froze in his movement. Slowly closing his mouth, he averted his gaze to the floor and began traipsing around. "(Y/n)!" he cried out, his voice an octave higher as he still avoided your gaze. Then, before you could ask if he was alright, he snapped around and hastily rushed off. "I—I should go..."

Awkward silence followed afterwards, especially from your side — confusion was all that occupied your mind. Just as you were about to open your mouth to ask what had happened here, Deuce beat you to it by loudly hissing, "Nope. Nope. This won't do."

"Deuce?" You shot him a worried frown, one that he only responded to with an exasperated groan. Meanwhile, Ace was laughing loudly that you thought he had gone mad. Slapping the red-head's shoulder to get him to shut up, you returned your attention to Deuce again to ask, "What's up?"

"(Y/n), help me..." Deuce whispered while burying his face in his palms, letting out a series of exasperated whines. "I can't stand by and try to stop Riddle from killing Ace any longer."

Ace rolled his eyes and let out a little scoff. "I'm not that bad."

"As I said," Deuce drawled while glaring at Ace with scorn and fury in his blue eyes. Although he continued to speak to you, his unwavering glare never left Ace's. "Our dormleader is even stricter whenever he's in a bad mood — and lately, he's always been in a bad mood."

You sighed, scratching the back of your neck. "I wonder what's up with Riddle..."

•••

A few days later, you were on your way to Heartslabyul to find your two idiot friends that had been babysitting your other idiot friend for the day. As you entered the front plaza of the dorm property, you were met with the dorm leader himself seemingly waiting for someone in front of the entrance.

You tilted your head to the side at the sight of Riddle, who had been avoiding you for the last days. Not intending to waste any of his time, you shot him a curt nod before walking past him; yet, his hand shot out and curled around your wrist, catching you off-guard. "(Y/n)," he said, his voice and expression unreadable as you turned around to face him. "I need to talk to you."

Surprised, your eyebrows quirked up. "Oh? Hello, Riddle!" you chirped, happy that he finally had decided to stop avoiding you. Turning around fully to face him properly, you shot him a bright smile. "What do you need?"

"Uhm— so I think my shoelaces are undone..." Riddle slowly removed his hand from your wrist to let his arm hang limply by his side again. His eyes never really met yours, always trained at the floor as if he was afraid of facing you truly. You quirked an eyebrow since you were a little bit taken aback by what he was implying. "And Ace causes me back problems... so would you be so nice and tie my shoelaces for me, please?"

Suspicious for real now, you tilted your head to the side and pursed your lips, which left him quite scared that you would laugh about him like Ace always did. He began trembling, but his expression never changed from that steely unreadable frown. "How does Ace cause you back problems—"

"Just do as I said!" he barked, and you winced.

Exhaling in defeat, you got onto your knees to grab the laces of his shoes that he wore instead of his boots for PE. "Okay... fine." Picking up the shoelaces of his left shoe, you quickly tied a knot before adding a neat bow on top. Your fingers moved quickly, and you soon were finished with the other shoe, too.

Just as you were about to get up, Riddle put a hand on your head to keep you on your knees. "No. Just stay there," he exclaimed, suddenly feeling much more confident. A grin spread on his face as you peered up at him curiously, wondering why you couldn't get back up again. The high of the moment gave him enough determination to do what he had planned all along. "Alright, I'm ready to do it."

"Do what?" you asked while furrowing your eyebrows. "And why do I have to keep kneeling like this?"

Riddle finally no longer had to think about the fact that you were taller than him — even if it was just for the moment. Taking a deep breath, he quickly blurted out, "I really like you. I really really like you." His cheeks grew redder the more he spoke, and you quickly caught on to what he was doing. Laughter spilt from your lips at the silly situation you had gotten yourself into, but Riddle remained serious as ever. His fists were shaking by the time he finished with his confession with a simple question. "So would you do me the honour of being my girlfriend?"

Amused, you merely retorted, "Can I... stand up again?"

Riddle grew irritated by your reply that didn't do anything in answering his question. His heart still wildly beating in his chest, he croaked out, "Only once you've told me your answer."

You nodded, grinning from ear to ear. "Of course! I'd love to be your girlfriend, Riddle!" you chimed, which left Riddle yapping for air in utter relief. He removed his hand from your head and allowed you to rise to your feet again, which you wasted no time in doing so. Giggling at his bashful expression, it was now your turn to extend your hand and pat his head. "You're really precious and cute—"

"I'm not cute!" he protested immediately.

"Fine, then you're handsome." Your smile softened, and so did his frown. You pulled back your hand, cooing, "Is that better?"

"M-Much better," Riddle replied shyly, his voice quiet and meek. So, it was surprising when he let out a loud shriek upon you wrapping your arms around him and raising him up into the air, all the while hugging him close to you. The dorm leader immediately began thrashing around in your arms, furious screams escaping his throat. He would have collared you if it weren't for you restraining him with your hug. "Hey! Let me down this instant!"

"No~" you cooed, laughing. "And there's nothing you can do about it!"

Omg I love this😍😍😍 The Ciel we know is our only Ciel.

Reasons to love Ciel!

It’s time to gather some reasons why Ciel is lovable! If I miss something,please add,since I’m certain I will miss some.

|WARNING!It’s quite a long post.|

(Note that the reasons listed here are mine only!If you don’t feel the same about some,don’t make nasty comments.)

He is a little cute bookworm.

He is persevering and hard working.

He is a good actor (even when he’s not acting for the investigations,he’s still acting for years as his brother,lmao).

He is always protective,even when he can’t.

…Or when he risks his life.

He is brave.

He is easily embarrassed by some situations since he used to be shy.

He makes sacrifices for people dear to him.

Even though he doesn’t show it directly,he loves people dearly.

He is a successful businessman and a valuable watchdog.

He thinks about others when it comes to danger.

He is kind.

Even to Sebastian.

He managed to change drastically and turn his life around.

He is so sick and yet he accomplishes so much.

…And despite all he went through.

He is patient. 

(Some may argue about it,but think like this: if he wouldn’t be patient,he would’ve just got rid of Soma and many others when he had the opportunity,but he didn’t)

He is strong.

He is sly.

He is quite talented.

And has a pretty good aim.

He looks good. Both as male and female.

He is a little “devil”.

He went through nights full of nightmares and a life full of low self esteem,but he never gave up.

He accepts many things from his dear ones…Many.

…And even if he loses his composure,he tries to make up for it.

He loves sweets.So much as to climb Sebastian’s chocolate statue and steal the head lmao.

He studied in fear of being hit by Sebastian(for making mistakes).

…And learnt to punish Sebastian as well.

He is absolutely innocent,even if now he tries to show it as little as possible.

…And adorable.

Need I say more?

He is a winner,no matter what.

And he surely loves to be one.

He is observant.

He is intelligent.

He gets his servants what they need and want.

But most importantly…He is the Ciel we all watched struggle,the Ciel we all got fond of,the one who grew in our hearts and whatever happens,we can’t ever forget that.

OMG I CAN’T. RIDDLES VOICE AND SMIRK IS EVERYTHING *FAINT*

Thank you so much for translating this @dradelcra ❤️❤️❤️

Heartslabyul dorm admission.

Amazing art

good night ☾

Thank you so much for doing my request :D :D

Love your work! Could I request a hc with the dorm leaders playing the pocky game with their s/o? Thank You :)

Riddle Rosehearts

As you wave the pocky stick in front of him, Riddle watches it with confused eyes... he’s never heard about such a game before, so you’ll have to explain it to him.

Once you do, he thinks that it might not be so bad to indulge you, since you looked so excited, but... ah, as it turns out, this is rather embarrassing. He blushes bright red as you two take slow bites off the ends of the biscuit--

...and he pulls away too soon to win, calling for a time out as you laugh, eating the rest of the biscuit and announcing your victory. You can still kiss him after you’re done eating, his reaction will be cute.

Leona Kingscholar

He’s on board immediately, the bastard he is. He’s very excited to push you until you’re all flustered too. You’re basically just enabling this man by inviting him to play.

Grins and leans down slowly, sort of theatrical as you place the biscuit between your lips and wait, chuckling before he takes the first bite. He’s just so smug about it...

Leona keeps taking bites until you pull away, looking into your eyes rather intensely. You can try to do the same to him, but he doesn’t pull away no matter what. You’ll either end up in quite the competition, or just being endlessly flustered by his teasing antics. Or maybe you just kiss and forget about the game on the first place which is more likely

Azul Ashengrotto

Oh, the pocky game? Azul looks up from the papers he’d been reading. Sure, he says, that seems rather fun, and he gives you that polished smile of his.

So, as it turns out, he’s very much overestimated his own ability to keep his own cool. It’s not like you hadn’t kissed before, obviously, just... with you leaning in closer and closer upon every bite, it just feels odd. Azul blushes and tries to keep up, but... his concentration fails him.

Whether it’s you or him that wins depends on luck, really. He’ll be taking very asymmetrical bites, starting off normal but then faltering as he gets more flustered, so maybe he’ll take the last one and laugh nervously over his victory, or you will take the last one and be able to rub it on his blushy face.

Kalim Al-Asim

It’s not unlikely that he was the first one to suggest it. When Kalim sees things like these, he can’t help but want to try them out! All those romantic tropes just make him feel so warm and fuzzy inside.

He’ll have fun with it, plus he finds out pocky is pretty tasty too... Kalim takes pretty big bites, happy both because of the sugar and because of you, and he’s wholeheartedly planning to kiss you on the end.

He’s not shy at all, so unless you pull away, you end up getting a chocolate flavored kiss from him, and so many giggles after you two part... he really had so much, he wants to try again!

Vil Schoenheit

Eh, he’s heard about the game, but it just seems so silly to him. It’s just a biscuit, and a stupid excuse to kiss your significant other. Don’t you two do that already? He finds it rather pointless, but if it’s going to be quick, then... sure, he’ll indulge you.

Vil starts out a bit uninterested. He just doesn’t see the appeal much, taking small bites from his end of the stick. Even the taste isn’t anything to write home about -- But, your reactions light up something in him. Whether you’re being shy or confident, that sparks his interest.

Then a small smile blooms on Vil’s face, and he begins taking more enthusiastic bites, with the intent of giving you that kiss you so desired. Even if you pull away, he’ll still kiss you, then look at you with an amused expression as he goes, what, isn’t that what you wanted?

Idia Shroud

Oh, the pocky game... Idia has dreams about this. Or maybe they could be called nightmares, because in most of them he just embarrasses himself insanely, or gets too overwhelmed from the closeness...

When you suggest it, he has no choice but to blurt out a squeaky yes, and once you actually get to playing... yup, just as expected, he feels like he’s about to have a heart attack--!

It’s obvious that he pulls away first, he couldn’t have possibly handled just doing all of that, and then, at the end...! You remind Idia that you have in fact kissed before, but he just yells at you that it’s not the same thing! as he covers his face that’s taken a strawberry-red color.

Malleus Draconia

Yeah, he has no idea what that is. And he’s confused even when you explain to him the mechanics of the game, wanting to know exactly what the purpose is... not that he doesn’t want to play, he just doesn’t understand it well. Haven’t you two kissed before already?

But of course, he’s not one to deny affection, so once he’s on the same page as you, he’s very willing to play. Malleus takes pretty normal-sized bites, the fact that you’re about to kiss doesn’t really affect him that much, though you could say he’s amused at your enthusiasm.

He keeps biting until the end, so you two will either kiss, or you’ll pull away and leave your dragon boyfriend very, very confused. Wasn’t the goal of the game to end with a kiss? Does that mean you’ve lost?

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Love this so much, seeing them all flustered especially Riddle and Lilia is adorable ❤️❤️❤️

We have Rook flustered and I love it! Now, how about making Malleus, Leona, Vil, Riddle, and Lilia flustered??? 😈😈😈😈😈🧐🧐🧐🧐

The flirt in me loves flustering people~ also sorry for taking so long with this, I work slowly 

Prompt: If you have a silver tongue, naturally you should use it, especially if you're able to fluster the ones you adore

Word count: 1.9k

Genre: Romance, Fluff, Comedy

Ship(s): Riddle Rosehearts; Leona Kingscholar; Vil Schoenheit; Lilia Vanrouge; Malleus Draconia X Ramshackle Perfect

Riddle

Spending some time with Riddle was always welcome and well appreciated, especially when you two were alone and he decided it was okay to relax a bit. He had taken off the coat of his dorm uniform and his famed thigh-high boot heels, leaving him in only his white slacks and dress shirt. The continental necktie was still secure and pristine as ever. As the light poured into the study room through the windows, the sun rays illuminated Riddle’s scarlet locks the same shade as the brightest and most vibrant red roses in Heartslabyul’s gardens.

˝Has anyone ever told you that you’re so incredibly handsome, it makes it hard not to stare at you?˝

The visual that accompanied you was so delightful it was painfully hard to fight against giggling at the sight. It was like watching a machine go through all the stages of processing very slowly before reaching a conclusion. Riddle seemed to be lost for a moment, then focusing on the words, mulling them over in his head, pupils shaking as his body stood stiff, the book in his hands forgotten. Then his mind was finally catching up, fully comprehending the comment. His eyebrows raised so high they were almost completely hidden by his bangs. A beautiful shade of pink rising to his cheeks while his lips parted slightly in a silent gasp. The book in his grasp almost fell to the floor.

In the blink of an eye, his gaze sharpened and his eyebrows frowned. His body tense and shoulders stiff, reflexively going into a defensive position, his lips pressed together barely swallowing back an embarrassed groan. The pretty pink blush from before melting into a feverish red from bashfulness. Riddle’s grip on the book seemed to tighten all too quickly.

˝E-excuse me?˝ He croaked out, still stuck in place.

˝You heard me.˝

He turned away from you immediately, showing his back to you as he faced the window, though you still see the way his ears and neck seem to glow red despite his poor attempt to hide his face.

A small voice reached your ears and you deem the mission successful, though Riddle still wasn’t showing you his face you could still hear the sincerity in his voice as he spoke 

˝...thank you...˝

Leona

It’s pretty hard to get Leona to blush, it’s hard for Leona to be bashful about anything really. So you’ll either get there through relentless trying or complete accident.

There’s a certain spot in the greenhouse where the sun rays pool in through the large leaves, leaving the grass lush and warm - a perfect spot for a cat to nap. That’s where you find Leona laying down one day with his hands behind his head, perfectly calm and serene, with the slow and steady way his chest rose with each breath you’d think he was asleep. The twitch of his tail gave him away though, so you approach him, casually joining him on the soft ground. The way the sun hits him is breathtaking, he looks ethereal bathing in a golden glow. For a moment your mind clouds over so you speak honestly about your current thoughts and feelings.

˝Not to burden you with a sudden emotional conversation, but I want to tell you I’m grateful for meeting you. Having you in my life has made me happy and I feel you’re not aware of how much I enjoy your presence˝

He’s caught off guard and you can immediately see from the way his eyes snap open to stare at you. His ears are flat against his head and the lazy swoosh of his tail has come to a stop. Leona’s stare is almost fearful, with wide eyes and shrunk pupils zeroed in on you, almost as if he was assessing some danger. You can practically see the gears turning in his head as he processes your words.

There’s a sudden ‘tch’ as he clicks his tongue in annoyance and subsequently turns away from you. He’s laying on his side now with his back to you, protectively curling up. His tail is back to swishing happily and his ears twitch when he hears you giggle at his reaction. 

Leona so badly wants to hide, his heart is beating fast and his face feels uncomfortably hot, not only that, but he feels restless - he wants to get up and go for a run, exercise, just something, anything to get rid of the sudden and intrusive troublesome thoughts swimming around in his brain.

˝...thanks,˝ his voice is a quiet half-growl, but the message is conveyed ˝...it’s the same for me...˝

Vil

It’s incredibly hard to fluster Vil, it’s not impossible, but there are a few rivers you need to cross for that outcome to even be a possibility. Vil’s an actor, has been one from a young age, not only that, but he’s also a celebrity, naturally, he’s become quite immune to simple flattery and flowery language.

There’s a level of trust you can reach with Vil when he feels comfortable inviting you to his bedroom or even his home and then taking off all the ornaments, accessories and makeup that build up the extraordinary actor, model and dorm leader of Pomefiore and leave behind ...Vil, as he is. It’s at those times that he’s the most vulnerable and susceptible for an attack to his calm composure.

It’s late into the evening and he’s fresh out of a bath, meticulously drying his hair in front of his vanity, eyes completely focused on his reflection. You’re lounging on his bed casually, he’s taken note of your attentive stare, but hasn’t commented on it yet. The atmosphere is calming and warm, you’re both in casual clothing - or as casual as Vil’s clothing is capable of being. 

When he finally sets the blowdryer down and gives his hair a final brush through that’s when he turns around to look at you. As you make eye contact there’s a certain intensity that’s conveyed through your stare that’s unmistakably filled with love, sincerity and happy content.

˝You’re so unaware, but I’d argue you that you’re the most beautiful during moments like these, it really makes me fall in love with you even more...˝

That’s the killer line that makes his eyes gloss over as he struggles to remember how to breathe properly for a moment. He briefly turns away to face the wall for a moment, he’s not hiding the pretty red flush that rises to his cheeks, he’s simply finding it hard to keep looking at you without his heart leaping out of his chest and landing at your feet.

When he turns back to look at you again he sends you an absolutely killer smile, it’s practically blinding in its delivery, but his voice is surprisingly soft and almost bashful when he next speaks ˝...thank you, dearest.˝

Malleus

Catching Malleus off guard isn’t exactly hard for the reasons one would first assume. Difficult is a good descriptor only because of his seemingly oblivious nature over the courting styles of the modern era, almost all of your attempts to flirt or play coy with him fly over his head. 

If it wasn’t for the sheer amount of patience you had, you might have considered just yelling at him about your romantic feelings for the fae. What’s the point of witty flirtatious banter when it only seemed to evade the mighty dorm leader of Diasomnia.

One night while on a stroll with your lovely company, you decide to finally delve into your master plan on wooing the young fae prince. As the moonlight brightly illuminates your surroundings, you take a deep breath before steeling your nerves to court Malleus. With that in mind you grab his hand, he stills and curiously looks at you, green eyes filled with confusion.

˝My dear Malleus,˝ his eyes somewhat widen at the formal tone and the way you bowed your head towards him slightly, bringing his hand up ˝please interpret this as my formal request for the honour of courting Your Highness, Malleus Draconia. It is with utmost love and care that I ask for your merciful benevolence when it concerns the matters of my heart, should you accept my feelings I can promise you my best effort in ensuring your happiness for as long as I am by your side˝

With that said you gently kiss his knuckles, you hear a brief shaky gasp from your companion, but don’t look up at him. 

The silence that follows your confession is odd, so curiously you look up at Malleus to assess his reaction.

His pupils were shaking as he stared, standing there frozen in place. Malleus seemed almost paralyzed. His mouth was parted in a silent gasp, as his eyes looked into yours, seemingly searching for something. A growing blush made its way on his face, dusting his cheeks and the tips of his ears in a light pink. He snaps out of it hastily, pulling his hand away from your grasp to clutch it close to his chest. 

His voice is a bit breathy as he speaks almost as if he were too lost to fully comprehend the reality of the situation ˝Ah, it- it would be my honour, for me to- ...yes, I accept your... your feelings Ch-Child of man˝

Lilia

While Lilia is arguably the easiest to approach and converse with from Diasomnia, he’s also an ancient being whose composure so rarely cracks that if he didn’t have such a cheerful and joyous attitude perhaps you’d think he was made of stone. However, there are times when genuine sincerity makes him melt on the inside, reminding even himself of his youth.

So on a rather cold night, after leaving the ballroom in favour of accompanying Lilia to the gardens you’re met with the breathtaking sight of the ancient fae almost glowing, bathed in the moonlight beneath the twinkling stars. It’s such an enchanting sight you momentarily forget to breathe as if even such a small thing could potentially ruin the visage of beauty in front of you. He turns towards you slowly, smiling lightly as if existence hasn’t wholly bewitched your entire being.

˝My love,˝ You call out to him happily, his eyes focus entirely on you as he waits patiently for your next words ˝I don’t know if I’ve said this enough, but...truly your presence is unparalleled. Every time I see the moonlight grace and illuminate your features beneath the night sky I’m left speechless...I’m blessed by the sight of your beautiful and regal figure standing before me, truly the picture of an elegant and magnificently handsome lord.˝

His blankly surprised expression only holds for a moment before he promptly bursts into boisterous laughter, almost doubling over. With his hands clutching his sides he laughs freely, the sound echoing through the empty garden. After regaining some of his composure, as little giggles still escape him, Lilia brings up one of his gloved hands to wipe away a tear gathering at the corner of his eye.

˝My, where did you learn such flowery words and flattery, little one?˝

Your smile doesn’t falter, only growing brighter at the sight of your beloved’s happy expression. ˝Flattery? I’m merely speaking the truth, how can I not with such a dashingly handsome gentleman in front of me?˝

Lilia laughs once more, but you notice a distinct red flush on his cheeks steadily growing. He lifts his hand, covering his mouth slightly to prevent more uncontrolled laughter from spilling out ˝Thank you, little one, you’ve effectively charmed me˝