A Flustered Riddle Is The Best Riddle . Great Job As Always @wolken-himmel

A flustered riddle is the best riddle❤️🌹❤️ . Great job as always @wolken-himmel

In which (Y/n) helps Deuce and Ace paint the roses for an upcoming unbirthday party. As the prefect hums a tune to pass the time, Riddle can't help but join in.

A perfect moment to capture for Cater's camera!

Request by anon.

"Ace, we're never gonna finish in time if you slack off like this..."

You put your hands on your hips as you came to a halt in front of him. There was a frown on your face when he lazily raised his gaze to look you in the eyes. Still sitting slouched against the stump of a large rose bush, he let out a yawn and put his feet onto an unopened bucket of red paint. "Ugh. Stop it, (Y/n)," Ace murmured and waved you off. "You're beginning to sound like Riddle." Then, he closed his eyes and tried to doze off again.

Yet, you wouldn't have any of it. Your frown deepening, you kicked his feet off the paint bucket. The gesture drew an annoyed huff from his pursed lips.

"(Y/n) is right though," Deuce cut in before the two of you could tear each other to shreds. The tension evaporated as the two of you turned your eyes to the blue-haired boy in surprise. "The Unbirthday Party is in a few hours..."

Again, Ace waved him off. "Don't sweat it, Deuce. Everything will be finished by then!" Then, the red-head's eyes lit up, an idea just having crossed his mind. The annoyance on his face was replaced by a smile as he turned to you and suggested, "How about we split up to cover more area?"

Despite the Cheshire cat grin on his face, you couldn't bring yourself to disagree with his idea. You let out a little chortle, amused about the fact that, sometimes, Ace's ideas weren't as bad as they seemed. After all, he was the epitome of 'work smarter, not harder.' But most importantly out of all, you were sick of babysitting him; he was a teenager and could do things himself, or face the consequences alone.

So, you shrugged. "Sounds good to me." A satisfied smile on your lips, you grabbed your abandoned bucket of paint, and brush. "You'll find me at the rose bushes near the flamingos, then," you threw over your shoulder as you disappeared behind the tall rose bushes.

Ace watched your disappearing figure intently, and only once he couldn't hear your footsteps anymore did his shoulders lose their tension. A grin on his face, he put his hands behind his head and let his back slump against the bush again.

"Finally, (Y/n) is gone..." he muttered under his breath.

Deuce immediately began to panic upon realising that Ace had no intention whatsoever to get to work now. An exasperated sigh escaped his lips as he cried out, "Ace, what are you doing?" The usually calm expression on his face was gone, now replaced by a look of mild anger. His hands tightened into fists, and his left eye began to twitch. "Just because (Y/n) is gone doesn't mean—"

Ace rolled his eyes. "Nobody will ever know—"

Yet, before he could finish his sentence, he noticed a shadow towering above him, the new figure having approached him from behind. The air suddenly became stagnant, causing him to shudder in discomfort. Deuce, too, grew rigid and nervous, but didn't dare to say a word.

"Ace."

Both first-years recognised that strict voice — it was their dorm leader.

Immediately, Ace scurried to his feet in panic. When his wide eyes finally spotted Riddle standing beside the bush he had just used as a resting place, the poor first-year began to sweat nervously. "Oh, by the Great Seven! I was— I was just working before you came to check on us, dorm leader," he exclaimed and bowed. "Deuce was the one slacking off, not me!" His finger pointed at his friend accordingly.

Deuce gritted his teeth. "Oi, shut up. (Y/n) scolded you, not me."

The anger on Riddle's face seemed gone at the mentioning of your name. Yet, his face remained red as he nervously asked, "...(Y/n) is here?" No longer did he look intimidating; instead, he looked like a shy yet mildly excited child.

Ace nodded immediately. "Yes, but uh... that lazy prefect is slacking off!" he exclaimed, a knowing grin on his face. His finger pointed into the vague direction you had disappeared to. "You should go check—"

Riddle quickly regained his composure, but his grey eyes were still sparkling with excitement. Hiding his smile behind a series of coughs, he turned on his heel and walked to where the troublemaker pointed. "I will check on (Y/n), yes." Still, he narrowed his eyes when he was about to leave the two first-years. "But I'll be watching you, Ace."

The red-head saluted. "Yes. Of course."

They watched nervously as their dorm leader walked off into the distance. Once they were sure he was gone, they let out a breath of relief and wiped the beads of sweat of their foreheads.

"Dorm-leader Riddle likes (Y/n), huh?" Deuce asked, surprised.

Ace retaliated with a grin before he returned to his resting place beneath the rose bush. "Yes, he seems to be really fond of—"

"And you used it to your own advantage..." Deuce muttered under his breath. His eyes were full of disapprovement as they glared at the resting red-head.

"Hey, it was an emergency! A matter of life and death, if you so will."

°°°

"All the flowers would have very extra-special powers~" you sang to yourself while gliding the bristles of your brush against the fragile petals of the white roses. Your eyes were closed in delight as you handled the flowers with utter care, simply enjoying the silence undisturbed by your friends' bickering. "They would sit and talk to me for hours."

Unbeknownst to you, Riddle stood behind a tall rose bush just a few metres away from you. It hadn't taken long for him to find you; he just had to follow the trail of painted roses until his ears could pick up the faint sound of your enchanting voice. The latter was the reason he couldn't bring himself to barge in on you and your idyllic state of mind. And he couldn't deny that he enjoyed your singing; it somehow managed to calm him down — make all the stress of organising this Unbirthday Party disappear.

"When I'm lonely in a world of my own," you continued to sing, laughing. "Within that world of my own... I could listen to a babbling brook~"

His grey eyes grew in surprise — he knew that song! "And hear a song that I could understand..." he muttered under his breath, right as you were singing the same exact verse.

Unable to keep down his excitement, his voice grew louder. "I keep wishing it could be that way," he sang along happily. "Because my world would be a wonderland~"

A gasp escaped your lips when you whipped around to finally notice his figure concealed by the rose bush. His red hair blended in well with the roses, but the shrubbery still revealed the pristine white colour of his dorm uniform. Surprised, your fingers uncurled from around the hilt of your brush, and it dropped to the grassy ground.

"Riddle— oh my—" you stuttered out when he stepped out of his hiding place in embarrassment. "I didn't see you there—"

His face was as red as the roses you had just painted. "I-I am sorry!" he cried out and waved his arms around in a way you had never seen him act before. His composure seemed gone as he stammered on his own words. "It never was my intention to startle you—"

"Don't worry about it. I'm fine." You shot him a smile that succeeded in making him grow quiet again, but the panicked expression on his face still remained.

Behind a rose bush in the distance, Cater let out a quiet giggle as he lowered his phone in happiness. "And that's it! Got everything recorded. Oh, MagiCam will love this... #romantic, #fairytalesinging, #riddlewillkillmeoncehefindsout, #otp..."

GUYS!!!! TWISTED WONDERLAND IS COMING TO THE US APP STORE IN JANUARY. PRE REGISTRATION STARTS TOMORROW ON THE TWST WEBSITE. IM SO HAPPY, THIS IS THE BEST DAY OF MY LIFE❤️🥰❤️🥰❤️🥰❤️🥰❤️🥰❤️🥰❤️

OMG MY HEART💟💟💟💟💟💟 They all are mad cute for doing that especially riddle. Thank you @glass-cage-of-emotion-12​ for doing my request

Since New Years has happened can you do headcannons with the Heartslabyul dorm and kissing them when the clock strikes 12 AM for New Years, I know a lot of people kiss once new year starts and it would be very cute to see with the Heartslabyul characters, Thank You and Happy New Year💖❤️🥳

Thanks for being patient! I can't write the Adeuce combo very well, but I hope this was worth the wait~

New year's kiss with Heartslabyul

Riddle

You wait eagerly by your window for the fireworks, watching the clock countdown to midnight. Riddle walks into the room with two cups of tea.

"Oh, thank you," you smile, taking a sip.

"Yes, of course," he cleared his throat, looking away.

"What's wrong?"

He looks at you for a second, then looks away again. A pale blush blooms on his cheeks. "It's...I..."

The clock strikes 11:59 p.m.

He takes a shaky breath, hands clenched by his sides.

"Riddle?" You raise an eyebrow, putting down your cup. "What-"

He leans forward, pressing a shy peck to your lips. You stare at him, stunned. He looks away.

"Don't look at me like that. Cater told me about this tradition, and I thought you would like it, so..."

Trey

You lean on the railing of your balcony, peering at the bustling students below. Someone is setting up some fireworks, shouting about hoping it doesn't backfire. You smile.

"Are you hoping for something?" Trey comes up to you, leaning on the railing as well. "You've had this anticipating expression for a while now."

You shake your head, playing coy. "It'll be a new year soon. Of course I'm excited."

'Is that all?"

"Yeah," you drawl, nodding your head dramatically. "That's totally all."

He chuckles. "Are you waiting for a...kiss, perhaps?"

"How'd you know?" You feign surprise.

"Cater wouldn't keep quiet about it," he rubbed his neck sheepishly. "Or anyone in a relationship for that matter."

You check your watch. It's almost time. "You wouldn't want do miss out on the fun, yeah?"

'No, I wouldn't," he leans closer, letting you close the gap.

Ace

"C'mon~" You whine.

"This new year's kiss thing is stupid," he rolls his eyes.

"No it isn't."

"Yes it is," he crosses his arms with a huff. "I'm not doing such a stupid thing."

The fireworks go off, colours bursting in the sky.

"Ace, we're going to be late," you say urgently.

"Good," he stubbornly keeps his arms crossed, even when his cheeks tint with pink.

You scoff, cupping his cheeks and pulling him forward. The last of the fireworks blossom skyward, only for more to follow soon after.

He pulls away and covers his mouth. "..I told you this was stupid."

"You're just saying that because you're embarrassed," you smirk, pulling him in for another kiss.

Deuce

For his credit, he had done a pretty good job at hiding his nervousness. As long as you ignored the way he wiped at his chin and scrunched up his pants every few seconds, you wouldn't even notice that he was panicking internally.

"You don't have to do it if you don't want to," you try to reassure him.

"No, no," he pats away the wrinkles of his pants. "I'll do it."

The clock ticks on. One minute to midnight.

"Okay," you nod.

He stalks over to you and takes a deep breath, still wringing his hands. You lean closer with a smile to encourage him. Cute.

He tries to get it over with quickly, a little too quickly, and ends up smashing his lips against yours. You both jerk away with a yelp. your lips sting with static, and you lift a hand to try and soothe it.

What a way to start the new year.

Cater

"You know, I was actually impressed for a second there. Then you pulled out your phone."

Cater looks up from the cheese and crackers he had been arranging on a tray. "Come on, Sunshine. It's just a few pictures. then I'll turn my phone off and focus all of my attention on you~"

You raised an eyebrow. "Promise?"

"Cay-kun never goes back on a promise," he winks.

You decide to forgive him for now, if only to start the new year without any grudges.

"Okay, first order of business," he grins, holding up his phone on a selfie stick. "Does this angle look good?"

"It looks fine."

He shifts a bit to the left. "That's better."

You lean closer, wanting to get it over with. Your lips brush and...

The fireworks go off with a bang, startling the both of you.

With a jump, he presses the button, the click of a picture taken drowned out by the fireworks still going strong. This year's kiss really didn't go according to plan, huh?

Riddle is such a gentleman as well a adorable tsundere. My heart can’t handle his sweet moments. Thank you @stormgardenscurse for writing this, it’s amazing ❤️

Hi! New to your blog and I love your writing!!!

May I request Riddle and a gender neutral reader taking a walk around the campus and sitting on a bench together, where the reader then proceeds to lay down and put their head in his lap? It's a date but Riddle refuses to admit it- Sorry if it's too specific so I understand if you skip this one! Either way, thank you!!!<3

A/N: Sorry for the lateness, but here it is! Hope you'll like this 💗

Wordcount: ~900

With you faced away from him and your head laid on his lap, Riddle was absentmindedly playing with your hair as you enjoyed a peaceful moment together. It was rare to find quiet on a campus that flourished with lively students, so you considered this a gift from lady luck.

Was he returning a stray strand to its place? Regardless, you found that the light brushes had a relaxing effect on you, but you couldn’t bear to fall asleep right here - it’d be a waste of the nice weather!

“Say, Riddle…” You started to shift so that you were looking up at him, still comfortably laying down. You raised your hand to your line of sight, running your thumb over the surface of your palm and the words that sat there. “What does Aere Perrenius mean?”

Riddle startled for a moment. Of course he didn’t expect you to recognise the phrase; but to have to explain… He felt his cheeks heating as he recalled the connotations of it.

“It means ‘more lasting than bronze’, referring to how strong and durable the metal is.” He started, measuring his words carefully. “Since you said to write whatever came to mind, I thought of this as I came across some old phrases in a book recently.”

You smiled. Leave it to Riddle to turn a random request of yours into something special. That was one of the things you admired about him; he treated matters with care, with thoughtfulness. Leaving things half-baked was not something Riddle Rosehearts was known for.

His handwriting was comfortable to read. Neat, sophisticated lines looped on your palm; the idea of them washing away later saddened you a little. “That’s a beautiful meaning,” you lifted your gaze to meet his. “Was there a reason you wrote it specifically?”

“It reminded me of you.” Riddle admitted, looking away slightly in embarrassment. “You’re someone I’m grateful to be able to rely on, and considering how my overblot…” He shut his eyes, shooing the memory away. “Considering how you’ve seen me at my worst and still decided to place your faith in me, I can only hope that our friendship would last longer than bronze, for how much I treasure it.” Treasured you, he almost said.

“Riddle--” Determined to voice that he was loved and not defined by those moments, you sat up so quickly that you almost got whiplash. You held your head for a moment, pausing to let the world realign again. “Ah, hold on…”

A concerned Riddle reached out to touch your shoulder. “Are you sure you’re alright? I can try a spell or walk you to the nurse’s office.”

You shook your head, smiling despite yourself. “I’m fine, really. What I wanted to say was,” Taking his hand gently, you gave it a soft squeeze. “Riddle, please don’t ever think that what happened then still influences my opinion of you. To me, you’re kind, dedicated, and do your best every day. So what if you have some bad moments?” The fondness in your tone is evident. “That’s only human, and the other memories I have with you shine much brighter. They speak so much of your traits that I can’t help but admire.”

His cheeks dusted pink at your words, but Riddle mirrored your expression. “In that case, I suppose we both think highly of one-another. I’ll try to uphold your opinion the best I can.”

You hummed in agreement. “And I as well. Though there is one thing…”

“What is it?” He tilted his head.

“Our friendship lasting longer than bronze,” you recalled, a teasing edge entering your voice. “I’m not sure how accurate that might be… Does friendship mean that we’ll only ever be friends, or just that we’ll continue to be close?” You gestured to your entwined fingers. “Because I quite like this, even if it’s more on the coupley side of things.”

If his face wasn’t burning before, it definitely was now - though the same could be said of you, as despite your boldness, it doesn’t change the fact that your stomach often had butterflies whenever you were with him.

“...If possible,” Riddle finally managed. “I certainly wouldn’t mind if our relationship evolved into more.”

“That’s great then!” You winked. “Because we are on a date at the moment, even if you refuse to admit it.”

“This… This is just a walk!” Riddle almost pouted. “I’d like to think if I invited you on a date, it’d be more proper and planned.”

"I wouldn't mind either way, so long as we're together." You replied honestly.

"I know, but if it's for you, I'd like to put in the extra effort. So even if I may be new to this," Riddle raised your joint hands to place a chaste kiss on the back of yours. "I hope you'll be patient with me."

ZHONGLI, YOU SMEXY MAN😍🥰😍🥰😍🥰

genshin week day 4: favourite archon ↳ zhongli ☆

💚🎉💚🎉💚🎉HAPPY BIRTHDAY MALLEUS DRACONIA🎉💚🎉💚🎉💚

HE LOOKS SO GOOD IN THAT OUTFIT AND THE FACT RIDDLE IS IN THE STORY MAKES ME A MILLION TIMES HAPPIER!!