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Shaking the rust off with writing fluffy headcanons. This is a very self-indulgent piece for me as I’m a rather touchy person who will hug and cling onto my close friends. -Shopkeep

Heartslabyul With A Super Affectionate MC

“Prefect, I was just looking for you.” “Oh, hey! What do ya need, sweetheart?”

Never had Riddle gone bug-eyed and slack-jawed so fast. His cheeks immediately go red, rivaling the freshly painted roses the freshmen had just finished. He tries to find his words, failing for a good five seconds before he barks out, “Wha-what did you just call me…!?”

“Sweetheart?” “Yes, that!” You tilt your head. “I call everyone pet names, do you not like it?” “O-of course I don’t like it! I’m not some little child to coo over!”

You feel a little disheartened, but you understand where Riddle is coming from. You agree to stop calling him pet names, but the Dorm Leader feels a bit guilty seeing you look a little bummed.

Riddle wouldn’t lie to himself that he felt annoying knots form in the pit of his stomach when you’re openly affectionate with others, but immediately get a bit formal when he steps into the room.

It gets to the point where when the two of you are alone, he sighs, and admits, “I apologize for the way I yelled at you that one time… I actually don’t mind it when you, ahem, call me pet names… Only in private though!”

Physical affection is something Riddle has to work the nerve for. When you asked to merely lean against his shoulder in private, he said yes, but it was so uncomfortable by how stiff the poor guy was.

But in due time, he’ll ease into it, truly enjoying the contact. Especially when you two hug. You can feel him nuzzle against you when you embrace and you do the same, burying yourself in his clothes as you cling to one another.

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TWST cuddle hcs!!!

Part 1: ♡♤♧◇Heartslabyul◇♧♤♡

Riddle Rosehearts

Oh hes SO apprehensive at first

If you're not romantically involved already, he will absolutely freak out at physical affection like that

But even when you ARE together, it takes a while for him to get used to physical affection

But one night, late into a pre-exam study session, he finds his head drawn to your shoulder

You drag him to bed, where the two of you fall asleep surrounded by papers

He's surprisingly nice to cuddle with. He's cozy and he smells like rosebud tea.

He finds comfort in your arms that night and some nights after, but he also enjoys bringing you similar comforts

He likes hearing your heartbeat when you hold each other.

Trey Clover

OH YOU PICKED A GOOD ONE

He is warm and strong and he smells like nice cologne and powdered sugar and it's so perfect to rest with your head on his chest

Trey is often affectionate, but this kind of physical affection is limited to his romantic partners

Oh he is so good to cuddle

He likes to play with your hair while he holds you, sometimes kissing the top of your head.

Sometimes he sneaks cookies into his room so that the two of you can snack, cuddle, and watch a movie or a show the two of you like

Cater Diamond

He's a fun cuddle buddy

Like. Hes good to watch smthn with

The two of you with a movie on (I feel like Cater would put on Mamma Mia)

When you kiss him his lips taste like strawberry chapstick

He likes it when you rest your head in his lap. And his sheets are sooooo cozy it's great

He likes casual affection and will dramatically drape himself across your lap sometimes

But sometimes Cater really just needs to be held, one of your hands stroking through his soft ginger hair

Sometimes he needs to fall asleep with one hand on your wrist so that he can feel your pulse, know you are still here

He is so happy to have you on those nights

Ace Trappola

This fucker leans in to start cuddling you and then starts tickling you I know it

Chronic sheets hog

He is warm though

And kinda peaceful when hes asleep

And maybe it's a liiiiittle nice when he hold you like yr a teddy bear

Maybe it's okay when he wakes up and you almost catch him staring at you

He almost says you looked pretty

You kiss the smudged heart on his eye and his face turns red enough to match it

Deuce Spade

Hes so nervy oh my god

Hes very cozy when you get to it

But hes practically shaking having someone he likes snuggled up to him

He likes it when you play with his hair, the same way he likes playing with yours

He enjoys being the big spoon. He likes feeling like he can protect you

Sometimes he enjoys being the little spoon too. He thinks you're so radiant that he loves being in your arms

Bonus Adeuce

THESE TWO SWEET MENACES.

Yall will be watching a movie and inching closer and closer until you all end up squished together

Ace will whine about his leg falling asleep but he likes being cuddled up with both of you

Deuce is exhausted and comfy. This is heaven

Sometimes yall take turns for who gets the middle spot

Ace and Deuce both would do anything to be cozied up between both of their partners

You never finish the movie, often falling asleep or distracted by something theyve got going on

Read every single one and I think my faves r so far Heartslabyul, Pomefiore, and Ignyhide (however tf u spell it)

I can imagine it, especially if Yuu looked like a rabbit based on this one artist that makes characters into bunnies

Yuu is a Rabbit-Heartslabyul

Riddle

two of his card soldiers turned you into a Rabbit and Riddle is the one stuck with looking after you

I mean he could have forced Ace and Deuce to do it but he doesn´t trust either of them enough to keep you alive and well so Riddle decided to look after you himself

and it was an okay choice on his part, you are still a menace but you don´t break any rules and even have a calming effect on him now so he can´t really complain

they also help him in catching some of the rule breakers from his Dorm, how can a Rabbit do that? nobody knows but they just can do it

he also doesn´t want to admit it but he also uses them as a distraction when he runs into Floyd

at least he promised them a reward when they are back to normal if they can keep him away from him

Trey

Ace and Deuce just dumped a Rabbit in the kitchen who Trey later would learn is actually Yuu

he doesn´t know what they were thinking dropping them in the Kitchen but it wasn´t much because he left them alone for a moment and now he´s stuck with a Rabbit Yuu that´s armed with a kitchen knife

they are as deadly as they are adorable, which is a lot actually

even worse he had to safe Cater from getting stabbed because if it concerns his Magicam his survival instincts sometimes fly out of the window

at least he managed to de-knife them by offering them some vegetables

they even went so far as to cuddle up to him, nothing new but still a surprise

and even if it´s a kinda nice time with Yuu he will get some revenge on Ace and Deuce for leaving them here

Cater

he got chased by a Rabbit with a knife for no reason at all

I mean he kept putting them in ridiculous outfits for his Magicam account and kept waking them up but otherwise he was innocent!

he had to run quiet the distance until they gave up and hopped away

he was actually thinking about the best plan to escape from Heartslabyul without bunny Yuu noticing him but he got lucky and they found somebody else to torment

two somebodies actually seems like they found Acey and Deucey and now they are the ones getting chased around by a crazy Rabbit

all he has to do now is hide and find a nice treat for Yuu so they´ll forgive him

maybe if he´s really lucky he can get some good pictures of them munching on some vegetables or them trying to kill somebody

but both are good alternatives for his Magicam account

Ace

does he regret turning Yuu into a Rabbit? no and if they had better control over Grim this wouldn´t have happened but it happened and now he´s stuck with a Rabbit that keeps trying to bite him

and does their best to get him into trouble, he doesn´t know how they do it but they always find the worst moments to lead Riddle to were he is

he got into so much trouble just because one fluff ball was pissed at him

if he wasn´t friends with them he would have just thrown them into the Heartslabyul maze and left them to their own devices

but do have some uses to him, the best is that just as much the get him into trouble they are also pretty good at getting him out of trouble

most notably the one time in Basketball practice were he hit Floyd and was sure he´s dead but Floyd got side tracked by the Evil Rabbit he´s forced to care for

he doesn´t know how they did it but not only did Yuu survive but they also out ran him, pretty impressive for somebody with such short paws and spent most of their time trailing after him at a snails pace

Deuce

he and Ace are responsible for Yuu being turned into a Rabbit and he´ll gladly look after them… and he knows that they are pissed of and will try to kill Ace as soon as they see him so it would be best for him to look after them

it goes as well as looking after a pissed Yuu can be, not good but nobody died or they got their paws on a knife so they aren´t a big threat

they did try to get one though but not like they could do much without hands all they managed to do was drag it around

but he got them to behave by the promise of asking Trey to make them some sweets if they are nice

it worked and now all they do is hop around and occasionally torment his roommates or other Heartslabyul students

better than them trying to gnaw their limbs of

Small moments with them (Heartslabyul, Savanaclaw, and Octavinelle Edition)

It's taking care of the hedgehogs with Riddle. Watching the little creatures run around and lightly nudge him. He holds them so delicately as he talks to them. You just watch in delight while holding your own small hedgehog. And then for a moment, he remembers that you're sitting there watching him talk to a hedgehog. His face goes slightly red in embarrassment as he looks at you. You let out a light laugh at his reaction and start talking to your hedgehog too. The embarrassment started to fade away as he laughed along with you.

It's baking sweets with Trey. Following his instructions for what to measure and add to the batter carefully. Filling up cups of flour and watching it spill out of the bag and float into the air. Taking multiple pans of baked goods freshly out of the oven and him reminding you not to burn yourself. He hands you the first piece for you to try and watches patiently for your reaction. The warm sweetness of the freshly baked treat fills your mouth and you hum in delight. He smiles as you cheer about the perfectly baked treat. Both of you decide to ignore the mess of flour clinging to your clothes and the floor.

It's posing for photos with Cater. He wraps his arm around your shoulders and pulls you closes to him. Holding his phone up in front of you two as he tells you to smile. He hold up a peace sign with his hand around your shoulder and snaps a bunch of pics. After taking all the photos he shows you some of the best ones and asks what you think. Only posting the photos you approve of, he tags them all #cutest besties

It's playing cards with Ace. He's won at least the past three in a row, and you're sure he's cheating somehow. But without proof you can't really do much. Still, you continue playing and watch his movements carefully. A few more turns pass when you finally see it. His hand reaches across the table to point something out to you when one of his cards magically disappears. He had a smug look on his face until you told him to roll up his sleeves. Protest after protest of his wouldn't stop you from catching him. Eventually, he sighed and rolled up his sleeves. A few cards fell onto the table and you started laughing. He pouted, but accepted his defeat that round.

It's going on late night rides on a blast cycle with Deuce. Felling the cold wind against your skin as you hold onto Deuce. He drives quickly, but you still feel safe. The scenery flies past you making the colors blur together. Moving so fast like this fills you with a feeling of freedom. Holding onto him tighter, you moved even closer to him. You're here, free, with Deuce.

It's being lazy with Leona. You both sat by the Savanaclaw pool. Neither of you doing anything, just relaxing. The warmth of the sun mixed with the sound of the water was the perfect environment for doing nothing. You looked over at the lion stretched out on the ground next to you. His eyes were closed but he wasn't sleeping. A bird landed on a chair nearby and chirped. Leona's ears twitched at the noise and you let out a small chuckle. He opened his eyes and stared at you with a confused but tired expression. Seeing that, you couldn't help but smile.

It's shopping with Ruggie. Browsing Sam's store for anything that interests either of you. He's already grabbed whatever it was Leona wanted, and is now looking around with you. Occasionally he'll point out some piece of clothing and comment on the price. Together you two also laugh at weird designs or ask for each others opinion on one's you like. When you pick out something you like he's already expertly haggling with Sam over the price and paying (using Leona's money).

It's being active with Jack. He's the best person to work out with. Always encouraging you to push yourself, but never further than you can take. Jack is there to spot you as you lift your weights. He's helping you keep count, giving you encouragement, and watching in case you need his help. His enthusiasm is contagious and you can't help but feel motivated to keep going. When you're done he's already handing you water and praising how you did. You may be tired and completely out of breath, but he's proud of you.

It's playing board games with Azul. He typically like's playing more strategic games, but after some convincing he could play a game that involves some random chance. As long as you tell him strategy is also involved. Still, he's won most of the games you two have played and you can tell his confidence is rising. That is, until the small element of random chance favors you. When you have the upper hand he is baffled and scrambling for some strategy to outplay you. You win the game, and he just sighs and curses his luck. Still, he congratulates you and asks if you want to play again.

It's making terrariums with Jade. He helped you gather the materials and plants you want in your terrarium. Together, you carefully set in the layers of gravel, charcoal, and soil. Then it came to the plants. Jade told you a little bit about each plant and even offered you some mushrooms to put inside. When the terrarium was complete, he proudly placed it upon a shelf in his room. Both of you smiled proudly at the new addition to the shelf. He offered for you to come with him to collect materials from the mountain next time. Of course, you accepted.

It's random hugs with Floyd. He rushes towards you the moment he sees you to give you a hug. No matter when, no matter where. The only warning you have is the call of your name when he spots you. You can't out run him if you tried because he is full on sprinting in your direction. Once he wraps his arms around you he is giving you the tightest hug you've ever felt. This is him being careful with his strength to not break your bones. Floyd does this every time he sees you, but if he's really happy he'll slightly lift you off the floor.

It's these small moments with them that makes everything in Twisted Wonderland more worth it.

Started thinking about what pet names all the boys would give you (excluding standard ones like babe/baby and darling and love and stuff) and this is what I came up with-

(Some of these have been in fics I've read bur I am currently sick as a dog and don't remember where, so credit where credit is due!)

Heartslabyul-

Riddle: His Rose/Rosebud/Petal. Might use Strawberry if he can not get flustered by using it

Ace: Cherry (he mentions liking cherries at some point)

Deuce: Bluebell/Bluebird (no clue why I thought of it but this is so frickin cuuute 🥺)

Cater: Presh (originally it was his Diamond, then his Precious, then Presh for short)

Trey: Honey or Sugar if he was feeling endeared, but if he was messing around he'd use different ingredients (egg, flour, butter, etc. Oyster sauce is one of his favourites when teasing too)

Savannaclaw-

Leona: I could only think of catnip, kitten or pillow so pick your poison 💀

Jack: His mate (most people think you are just homies at first bc of it but then they realise)

Ruggie: Sweetpea/Dandelion/other (edible) flowers

Octavinelle-

Azul: Angelfish

Jade: Pearl

Floyd: Shrimpy!!1!1!!

Scarabia-

Kalim: Princess/Sunflower

Jamil: Gem/Albibi (baby in Arabic. Idk much about that one, I've seen people say he'd use it though)

Pomefiore-

Vil: Sweet potato Fair one

Rook would have a new one every two minutes and each time it would be a paragraph in French describing how beautiful you are

Epel: Apple blossom (shortened to Apple or blossom)

Ignihyde-

Idia: Player 2 he'd also use discord kitten to tick you off

(Also Ortho will now call you Neesan)

Diasomnia-

Malleus: MY child of man

Lilia: Little bat

Sebek: TOLERABLE

Silver: Fawn

If you guys have any other thoughts lmk, I'm curious to see what others think 👀👀

Riddle would make such a good father, comforting his kids when they are afraid. He is the definition of husband material ❤️❤️ thank you @mariposa666haruka for doing my request😁😁

Hello, So glad you doing requests. Can I request a fluff scenario with a female reader and Riddle Roseheart from twisted wonderland, and the scenario is that both riddle and the reader are hanging out in Riddles room, but then a big thunderstorm starts outside and the female reader has a extreme fear of thunderstorms, so she immediately covers her ears and curls up on the floor and Riddle will try to comfort her. Thank you❤️

Awww, this is so cute😭😍😍🥰. Sorry it took so long. @otakuclaud

My requests are still open. Here are the rules.

Comforting S.O who has a fear of thunderstorms

"Riddle what hair product do you use? It's so soft and smooth." You said in your usual cheerful tone, gently combing his hair, careful not to accidentally pull those precious scarlet locks.

While on the other hand, the said red haired boy was hiding his fisted hands under the dressing table, his cheeks already flushed due to the situation he was in. "I-I am currently using what Vil-senpai suggested. It's strawberry scented I guess." The last sentence came out in a really low voice, but you were close enough to hear him well.

"Strawberry? Let me see." And with that you slightly leaned down, burying your nose into his wine red locks,deeply inhaling the sweet scent. "Oh my,it smells amazing." You said, nuzzling further, your nose brushing against his ear a few times.

Riddle.exe stopped working. Smoke was literally coming out of his head, both his face and ears was painted in a dark blush. He held your wrists, standing up, now facing you. The dorm leader wanted to shout "OFF WITH YOUR HEAD" right in that instance, but couldn't bear the thought of shouting at you.

"Y/n!! S-s-stop t-that! W-what in the Twisted Wonderland are you doing?! This is against the rules-*BOOM*" His sentence was cut off by the sound of what it seemed to be thunderstorm.

"AHH" You visibly flinched where you were standing,you knees going numb instantly forcing you to walk backwards and eventually making you fall down on your butt. You immediately pressed your back to Riddle's bed, hugging your legs to you chest as you placed you both palms on your ears, covering them.

Judging by your reaction to the thunderstorm, Riddle immediately knew what was going on and why were you acting that way. He sat down in front you on his knees, pulling the blanket off the bed,and wrapped it around you,turning you into a burrito.

His wine red locks fell into his face as he looked down at you, rubbing your shoulder with a hand. Riddle would have usually panicked, but didn't want you to cry out your fear of thunderstorms "Hey, look at me." He said in a gentle voice, placing both his hands on the back of yours. He spoke slowly so you could read his lips. "Let's lie down under the sheets. I'll close the curtains too. It's gonna be alright." his voice was lovingly and beyond comforting.

Riddle helped you stand on your feets and you immediately crawled under the covers of his bed,burying your face into his pillow. His scent was calming, sweet yet soft and warm, somehow. "I closed the curtains,now you wouldn't see the lightening. Are feeling better now?" he smiled slightly after seeing you nod and instantly found his way next to you. It didn't matter if rules were being broken ،he wanted nothing more than holding you close.

"Get in here." He guided you right into his embrace, wrapping an arm around your back while, the other one pushed your head into his neck. Your breathing eventually calmed down and your body was no longer shaking in fear. "When I was younger, I was afraid of sleeping alone when it was raining outside. Thunderstorms were too loud and...nightmares kept hunting me. Okaa-sama said it was childish of me to be afraid of something normal. She the explained the whole process of raining and thunderstorms. I learned a lot... And was no longer afraid. I loved how I could see the lightening first and then hear it sound. Her strict methods were quite useful in this case. " Riddle spoke as he stroked your hair, twirling a few standards around his finger. Then out of the blue, he pressed a long lovingly kiss to your forehead. " It's okay to be afraid, but don't you think it's even better to overcome your fears when you are clearly strong to? I'm sure you are fully capable of doing so." His silver eyes looking straight at yours, in a very adoring gaze, his forehead now pressed against your own.

"We can take its picture or draw them. There are tons of ways to have thunderstorms as your hobby. Did you know that we have rainbow colored ones here in Twisted Wonderland? They are so pretty. I'm sure you'll love them....if you give them a chance. What do you say?"

Thank you for reading. Hope you like it. 💜✨

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."

Awww my heart❤️❤️💗❤️❤️❤️💗💗

Riddle is too adorable for this world

Thank you @leafity-writes for doing my request

Hello👋🏻👋🏻 Could I please request two writings for Riddle with one of the words being “Kiss”, and the other word being “Snowball or Snow” Thank You!!!

Riddle Rosehearts | Kiss

Summary: Riddle is in love.

Love.

What is love? What do you do when you’re in love? Riddle might be excellent academically, but no books could explain the fluttering feeling that left him breathless in your presence, even more so when a chuckle escaped your lips that could make him turn beet red.

He couldn’t focus. Not when you’re facing him with your hands cupping his face, pulling him so your forehead could touch each other. You mumbled words he couldn’t process just yet, a natural blush spreading across your cheek as if you’re bashful of your own words, but you still gave him a smile with your eyes glazed with an overflowing bliss and satisfaction he knew was directed to him only.

What is he supposed to do if he’s in love?

Riddle could feel his discipline slowly crumble at the touch of your kindness, desperately scrambling to get himself together and to save any scrapes of sanity left within him. And it frustrates him to no end; you had him running around endlessly in search for a null answer — a conflicting feeling of guilt and pleasure he couldn’t get enough of, even if he knew it betrayed all the upright justice he’d grown to believe.

For once, he wished his greed could take him over to override his rules. The realisation of his desire made him stay silent, eyes boring into yours with an unreadable expression on his face. Resting his hand atop yours, he slowly moved in closer before you could move away from him.

Why should he wish for something he could do instead?

“Can we kiss?”

He didn’t wait for a response.

Oooo it got spicy towards the ending 😏😏😏❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥. This was cute, angsty, and spicy all at the same time. Great job @kuroliondragon

Shhh, they will hear us! (Riddle Rosehearts x Reader)

Riddle has invited you over to Heartslabyul for a sleepover and you end up sleeping in the dorm head's room for the night. But as you find difficulty sleeping, you realize that Riddle is on the same boat as you. What kind of conversations pop up as the two of you find peace through the silence of the night?

Warnings: it was supposed to be fluffy, but it turned slightly angsty

The night sky had already settled at Heartslabyul, with a pure silence that filled the always noisy halls of the dorm. At the dark of the night, there was no rule to follow, no first years making extra trouble, no raging Riddle to encounter…just the dark and it's quietness. In such a lovely and peaceful night, only you couldn't catch a glimmer of sleep. No matter how you tried to close your eyes and let the slumber take you, nothing would happen. You just kept turning from the one side that was facing the wall to the other that facing Riddle, who was already asleep.

"Rose?"

…Or so you thought.

Cussing for waking up the busy dorm leader you slowly turned to face his side. You didn't thought your insomnia could have an effect on the person laying near you too.

"I'm sorry. Did I wake you?" You winched as you gritted your teeth in worry.

But Riddle didn't look sleepy at all. On the contrary, he had a very calm dementor surrounding him while his silver eyes studied you carefully. "No, you didn't." His eyes wondered to the ceiling as he let out a sigh. "I can't sleep."

You let out a snort, "Welcome to the club."

He gave you a warning look to which you responded by quickly turning sides and pulling the cover over you, "I know, I know…Good night!"

Hiding under the cover, pretending to be asleep, you missed Riddle's bittersweet expession as he laid his gaze at you. Riddle bit his bottom lip, he didn't want to be harsh on you. He slowly reached his arm to your side, barely poking you but quickly retressed it back. "Hey…"

You turned to look at him once again, but didn't utter a word. Seeing his expression left you speechless; Riddle seemed as if he was about to cry while looking embarassed. You furrowed your eyebrows as concern immediately filled your senses, "Riddle what's wrong?"

"I…hmm…you..uhh" The dorm head struggled to find the right words.

His cheeks were rosy as his lovely red roses and his grayish eyes were shining as if the moonlight was reflected on them in the dark night. "Riddle?" You voiced, still unsure of what was running through his head.

Your sudden call seemed to have startled him, his cheeks began to redden even more. Slowly catching on his weird behavior, you let a knowing smirk paint your lips as you moved near him on the mattress. The boy grew even more nervous and quickly questioned your actions. But you 'shh's' him with a finger on his lips and pushed him to face the other way. Riddle did as you instucted him without a complain. "Now?" He asked, unsure of your intentions.

"Now…" You breathed as you pressed your body against his and placed your arms around his neck in an tight embrace, "…That is what you wanted, right?"

Riddle's incoherent mumbling was heard once again. He seemed to have forgotten his surroundings as he was getting lost in his own head. So you decided to bring him back; "Riddle, is your silence an invitation because if so…" You didn't continue that sentence —not that you had any intention to— as you slightly backed your hips at him.

The red head let a shriek and like a flash turned his head to face you, " (Y/N)!!"

"Shhh, people are sleeping!" You semi whispered semi yelled a warning at him.

"And what exactly do you think you are doing!?" He whispred back.

"You were getting distracted, you should focus on me."

Riddle grew quiet again. His mind was probably processing what you had just said.

"Riddle, what's wrong?" Your expression softened.

The red head swallowed, his hands shaking as he touched yours, that were hanging around his neck. "Do…Do you…think of me as a tyrant?"

You slightly titled your head, "Now, where did that come from?"

"I get it that I am very harsh sometimes-"

"Most of times" You corrected.

"…most of times…" He repeated with a sour expression. "I know I may even overdo it-"

"You definitely overdo it. I mean who for the love of seven has a rule that involves putting jelly in a mouse's nose or dressing on pink when taking care of the flamingoes!"

Riddle rolled his eyes. "…But I do it for the benefit of the dorm…I want them all to succeed…" His silver eyes watered.

"I know. That is why you are a role model student." You reasured him.

Riddle's eyes widened, he tried to stand up and face you, but you didn't let him. "Riddle, you may be a bit obsessed with following the rules and a lot of times overdoing it, as well as overworking yourself in the process too…But I know, that you are also a very reliable person, you will not stand for injustice and always take care of the people you're close with and even more; you are taking care of an entire dorm! That is a pretty big thing."

The dorm leader remained silent for a while. Tears were slowly rolling down his rosy cheeks. "Why do you think that highly of me?" He didn’t let you answer just yet. He gritted his teeth hard this time. "I've been horrible to you and everyone else. I even overblotted and put everyone's lives in danger!" His voice breaking into a drowned shout.

"Shhh, Riddle…calm down." You held him tighly in your embrace.

"Why…? Why…? Why do you…?" His sobs broke the temporaty silence you had created and filled the room.

You unhocked yours arms from his sides and procedeed to climp on the top of the Hearslabyul dorm leader. Placing your hands on each side of his pillow, you slowly lowered yourself to him. "Because, Riddle Rosehearts, I love you more than you could ever imagine; more than any rule you would follow." You breathed as you captured his lips in a heated kiss.

Riddle didn’t dare pull away, the feeling of kissing you gave him a warm and familiar feeling of security as he let himself loose for you. His hands moving to hock around your neck as he brought you even closer to his lips. He felt like he was slowly losing oxygen, but still didn’t want to tear himself away from you, his fingers moving to catch locks of your hair, wanting you closer to him.

You slowly pulled away, slighty hearing Riddle's whine, leaving both you and the red head breathless and dazed, while looking at each other.

"(Y/n)…"

"Shhh, they will hear us Riddle…"

I would give anything to kabedon this cutie❤️💖❤️💖 great job @hettyoon

❥︎ Character; Riddle rosehearts Game; Twisted Wonderland

❥︎ Title; when you attempt to kabedon him + bonus drawing at the end <3

❥︎ Warnings; reader has a teasing personality? riddle might be a bit ooc?

❥︎ Notes; starting off 2022 by a post for our sweet, tart loving dormhead ♡ + might make more of these kabedon oneshots for other characters since this was so fun to write !

It was a boring day for you at Night Raven Collage. All your classes seemed to somehow double in time, and each passing minute seemed more like an hour to you.

You let your head slide down onto your arms that were propped down on your desk, sighing out in boredom as you tuned out Crewel's lecturing from your mind.

It wasn’t long before a quite interesting idea popped into your mind, one that involved a certain strawberry haired boyfriend of yours and the 'kabedon' challenge that you saw resurface on your social media a couple of times before. The more that you thought of it, the more your curiosity to see Riddle's reaction increased. Plus, when did you ever turn down the opportunity to see the flustered look on your lovers face?

A few more minutes passed and the bell for your last class had finally rung. It was now officially time for you to put your plan in action.

You waited until the rest of the class and the teacher had left (you weren't that cruel to do it while the other students where still there, boy would die of embarrassment). Your eyes glanced towards the red haired boy who was standing right next to the class's door, waiting for you as you (purposely) took your sweet time packing your stuff up.

"Y/n hurry up, we're going to be late for the the unbirthday party." He ushered you, taking a look at the time displayed on the large clock hanging on one of the classroom's walls.

"I'm done, I'm done." You assured him, picking up your bag before heading towards the boy. "I was just checking to ensure that I didn't forget anything." Swinging the bag in your hand over your shoulder, you made your way to where Riddle was standing, hoping that he would stay where he was until you got to a close enough proximity to him, since his standing place next to doorway was great for what you were about to do.

Now standing next to Riddle's side, and right as he was about to turn his back to make his way out, you raised up both your hands, quickly and swiftly slamming them onto the wall behind him, successfully trapping Riddle's figure between your arms.

A look of pure shock graced the boy's face for a brief moment before it slowly morphed into one of embarrassment as he realised the position that you were both in. You proceeded bend both your arms a bit to move even closer to the boy; the space between you now so scarce that your noses were nearly touching. A dark shade of red crept up Riddle's neck, spreading to his cheeks and all the way up to the tips of his ears. His heartbeat picking up as he failed for the first few moments to form any comprehensible words. "W-what are you doing?"

You internally smiled at the cute reaction he showed in contrast to his usual serious self. It was really adorable how quickly flustered he gets by your actions even though you both have been dating for quite a while now.

You decided it was enough teasing him and leaned out a bit to place a quick, sweet kiss on his nose before you completely pulled yourself away from him. "I just wanted to give you a kiss, that's all." You grinned.

The heat on Riddle's cheeks had tamed down a bit now that your faces were't so close together like before. "You didn't have to do all that just to give me a kiss!" He huffed out, seemingly a bit annoyed by the fact that you knew how easy to fluster he is. It was hard to take him seriously though when the tips of his ears were still coloured in red. "What if someone came in and saw us? That would've been inappropriate."

"Aww, don't act like you didn't like it~"

He shook his head, turning his back to you as he made his way out of the classroom with you alongside him following his lead. "You're so childish."

"But you still love me!" Your hand reached out to slip into his, lacing your fingers together as you gave his hand a slight squeeze, feeling the warmth of his hand slowly seep into yours.

Riddle didn't say anything in return, and you thought you wouldn't get a reply out of him until a few seconds later you felt his grip on your hand tighten, to which you smiled, knowing that it translated into an wordless affirmation to your previous words.

Here's a quick sketch of a flustered riddle I did as I was thinking of this oneshot idea <3

❥︎ reblogs, comments and likes are always appreciated <33

Hetty

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?

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..."

Lord almighty my heart is racing like crazy, I love these boys so much especially the strawberry cutie Riddle, amazing job @ristoranteivorykeys

your kisses with him – headcanon

- ͙۪۪̥˚┊❛ 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟-𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭: valentines kisses ❜┊˚ ͙۪۪̥◌ ft. heartslabyul, savanaclaw, and octavinelle

╰┈➤ 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: noooo what do you mean i’m ignoring my requests for indulgent writings, what are you talking about–– shot but in all seriousness, happy valentines day!! i wanted to experiment a little with this type of writing since i felt like doing my usual format for hcs won’t be able to convey what i really want to convey, if that makes sense. originally, i was supposed to do for all student characters, but my mind blanked out from friday to sunday. i might do scarabia to diasomnia next month in celebration for white day, so if you like this, look forward to that!! ╰┈➤ 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: @mobagehelllocal for the idea!!

He’s direct. He kisses you without stopping himself, but his lips touch yours like a rose petal touching the ground. Soft. Light. Not completely touching. His hands slightly tremble as they cup your cheeks, as if trying to hold a rose stem.

He pulls away, a respectable distance from you. Grey eyes quiver while gazing at you, the eyes of an Alice lost in her way in this Wonderland and not a Queen of Hearts who commanded the room.

You smile.

It’s okay, you silently say before placing your lips on his. A muffled yelp leaves his mouth. Shocking. Pleasuring. Loving. He tastes of tea and tarts. Innocence’s sweetness made its home in his tongue, and you’re making a visit to experience it. But then you taste something else. Ineffable, yet you knew. A subtle bitterness, a note of lost childhood. He sighs in content. You feel his smile on your own.

Sugar and spice filling your nose. The hum of the oven. Sticky fingers and dusty aprons. You lean on the messy island from a long day baking. It’s done. It’s finally done.

A sudden sensation. It’s as startling as the prick of a thorn but soft as a petal. You whip your head. In your vision, he chuckles, a sound rich like chocolate ganache. You pout at him. That’s not enough. He comments about spoiling you too much.

You pout even further. Unsatisfied. Needy. Emotions that almost put you in a mad daze.

You pull his apron towards you, strong enough that he follows along. Chocolate-covered lips smack his. He tastes of a busy bakery whose scent wafts around the neighborhood, beckoning people to come and have a taste of such sweetness. Your tongue chases for that sweetness. A deep amused hum rumbles from his throat. Then his tongue overtakes yours.

Hands tangled in his hair. Moans leaving his throat. Teeth grazing your lip. Your tongues dance like feet on a disco floor. Spontaneous. Stimulating. Seducing. Perhaps there are passers-by, but the world no longer matters except the spotlight illuminating you and him. His taste reminds you of car rides under sunset skies. Where music blasts from speakers. Where you sing at the top of your lungs until your voices can’t take it anymore. Passionate. In the moment. Hoping for forever.

But knowing that forever does not exist.

Your lips pull away, letting yourselves breath. But a string of saliva hangs between you two. A manifestation of both your desires for connection.

Your back presses against the stone wall. Arms trap you, blocking your escape. A victorious smirk graces that annoyingly pretty face. The ace is his.

He moves closer until his grin touches your pouty lips. His tongue pushes to enter your mouth, but you block the entrance. This game is not yet over, and you are far from done.

Hands grabbing his hair. Your teeth biting his lower lip. A startled sound leaves his throat immediately followed by a groan. Your tongue traces the mark on his lip, tasting a hint of cherries. A sweetness unbefitting his brattiness, and yet reminding you of a child’s innocence and immaturity.

A mistake you made. He takes his chance and inserts his tongue in your mouth. The cherry taste mixed with hints of artificial flavors takes over your senses. But you aren’t going down so easily. Fighting back, your tongues battle for dominance. Persistent. Frustrated. Determined. Needy mouths refuse to stop until a victor comes out on top.

Your warm breath mingles with his. The distance is so small, yet his lips feel so far. He just needs one more inch. But it seems that it’s a leap he can’t make.

You close the gap. It’s short. Probably less than two seconds. But you briefly taste sunny side up eggs served by mom on sunny Saturday mornings.

Lips part. Yet the distance is still small, the craving for that nostalgic taste keeping you close to him. Was it good, he asks. Eyes that have always been your clear skies are now cloudy with nervousness. You smile. You lean to give him a small peck. Please do it again.

Clouds dispel. His eyes are clear skies once more, the light of joy rivaling the sun. He leans to give another kiss, but this time, longer lasting.

Sheets have long been tossed to the floor. Strong arms wrap around you as lips encase yours. Unprepared. You were unprepared for the loud sounds of sucking and bilabial clicks of your lips. You were unprepared for his tongue entangling in yours. You were unprepared for his fangs that are greedy for your taste.

There’s a hint of today’s popular meaty meal in the kiss. A king that feasts on anything, a glimpse of wealth on your tastebuds. Soon, your lungs start aching, and you move to stop and breathe. But his hold on you tightens. His lips are on yours again.

Greedy. Needy. You almost groan in annoyance. Almost. For somehow, in the midst of the passion, you remember. A king can’t rule alone. Perhaps that loneliness caught up with him. So just this once, you’ll indulge him, losing yourself in the heat of his kisses.

Sweaty. Sticky. Your skin is moist and heated. From the dry air? From the kiss? From both?

Moans leave your lips. Your legs continuously move until they intertwine with his legs. A tug of your hair, and your moans grow louder. Pain and pleasure mixed as one. You tug on his hair, and his reaction is the same. Somehow, the sound spurs you to deepen the kiss. Your tongues chase for each other, like dogs chasing for the nearest pond. You crave for the sweetness he has. Donuts. Your taste buds are overwhelmed with the taste of cheap dough and sugary glaze. A hint of cheap chocolate. You absentmindedly wonder how much he has to work to buy the treats he loves.

He pulls away to let himself breathe, a smirk eventually forming on his face. Congratulating you or mocking you, you couldn’t quite tell. Not bad, he says. And he comes back to your lips. His hunger and thirst for you has not been quenched yet.

His body pressing you down against the mattress. Your legs wrapped around his waist. His lips gently plant themselves on every inch of your face. One kiss. Two. Three. Every kiss holds the same care that a gardener gives to his plants. Seeds of love placed on your skin to remind you that you are his, now and forever.

His mouth finally encases your lips. A thirst finally quenching your parched desires. His kiss is fresh fruit drinks on a day where the hot sun bathes your skin. Cool citrus flavors coat your tongue. Refreshing. His kiss tastes refreshing. And even when he pulls away to let you breathe, the taste of citrus remains in your mouth.

The cold air tickles your skin, yet your body feels warm. The hum of the air conditioner in the room accompanies the melody of the kiss you two share on his chair.

His arms around your waist. Your hands buried in his hair. Smooch. Your sounds of kissing along with his sighs bring you deeper and deeper in the kiss. Was this the sailor’s thoughts when he hears the siren’s call?

Push. Pull. Push. Pull. His lips and tongue move to the rhythm of the waves lapping on a shore. His taste… you can’t quite tell what it is. You taste spices and herbs, sugars and salts. A taste with variety, as abundant as his talents.

Lungs ache. But you don’t leave. You can’t leave. For he beckons you to draw closer, to never leave his side.

Your moans filling the room. His teeth grazing your lip. His tongue entangled in yours, all to please you.

You hold his head closer to you. More. You need more. Please give me more, you beg through the tracing of your tongue on his top lip. Shocking. Addicting. Intoxicating. His taste is a marriage of the sea and the land, a saltiness mixed with earthy flavors. Sparks dance on your lips, coursing through your veins until it reaches your heart. Like a lightning that pierced through your chest, only it felt so good that you drown in the feeling.

You don’t care if you sink to the pleasure that his silver tongue brings. You need more. You’re addicted.

Tight. His limbs around you are tight as he pins you to the bed. His tongue dominates yours, entwining it as if a physical manifestation of binding yourself to him.

You taste so many things that it overwhelms you. A hint of takoyaki, a dash of chips, a note of candy. It leaves you heady, and you want more of it until you can no longer breathe.

You flinch. His teeth dig into your lip. There’s a new taste now, a coppery flavor from the wound he created. It excites your taste buds, and the pain adds a new depth of pleasure. You moan. You grasp onto him. Holding him close and bringing him down with you in this sea of ecstasy.

Can that be me please with Riddle, I want to listen to his heartbeat so badly ♥️♥️♥️♥️

Compensating to my absence-

TWST Your Heartbeat (Trey, Cater and Riddle)

Trey Clover

I didn’t censor his name sorry folks >:///

Trey’s heartbeat is like the muffled whirring sound of the mixer stirring floured bread dough; the warm smell of it’s earthy scent mixed with sweet honey and walnuts mixing in together, another smell more burnt and firmer is another bread baking in the oven.

His heartbeat is calming, like a sight of a quaint, tranquil little cafe with hot coffee and a plate of blueberry bread, the sweet smell wafting through the air to allow people passing by to come find the small little bakery to just taste it.

You’re the only one who gets to take in the sweet aroma of this “blueberry bread”. How lucky of you~

It warms you when you lay your head on his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat.

He wraps his arms around you as he smiles softly, the sound of his heartbeat gradually puts you to sleep as he kisses your forehead, your scent luring him to close his eyes and rest. <3

I still don’t like you >:(((

Cater Diamond

It will come to your surprise that Cater’s heartbeat isn’t all that energetic, hyped up and fast paced,

much like his bright and upbeat personality he has with you.

Not at all, in fact.

His heartbeat sounds soft, yet firm, rhythm steady and slow.

It feels like diamonds softly tinkling against one another, strings of them swaying back and forth slowly. It twinkles ever so slightly, a glimpse of a glimmer from each precious stone.

He smiles when he looks down, seeing you so fascinated yet so drowsy upon hearing his heartbeat as you lay on his chest.

The man caressing your cheek as you slowly closed your eyes.

As so did he when he took in your delicate sleeping features. <3

Riddle Rosehearts

Something about Riddle’s heartbeat is just… mesmerising.

While you don’t really want to know what it sounds like when he’s angered, most of the time, it sounds so soft and slow.

It’s like walking through a maze of roses in the early morning spring, birds chirping in the distance as the comforting and faint ringing of your ears. The warm sun with the feeling of cool dew from last night’s rain comforts you greatly,

you smile into Riddle’s chest as you listen closer to his heartbeat, making the dorm leader blush.

The sound of his heartbeat, in a way, was quite picturesque. You never thought of it’s sound giving imagery so vivid.

He only wraps his arms around you a little tighter, as he closes his eyes and rest his chin on top of your head. <3

Reblogs help! ^^

This proves that riddle is hubby material despite waking up crazy early ❤️❤️😍😍😍 thank you @pyroxeene for doing my request

I know requests are closed but when they open can you do Mornings with Riddle Roseheart like you did for Leona please?

Mornings with him

notes: there you go anon! hope you enjoy it!

contains: character x gn!reader

warnings: none

Waking up with Riddle is.....something to get used to. He is very adamant about sticking to his schedule and he has his set getting up alarm and he will get up at that time. There is no staying in bed for 10 more minutes to cuddle, it is 6am on a Monday and Riddle will get up at 6am on every week day except Thursdays where he gets up at 5:15 because the Rules of the Queen of Hearts say so.

If you want cuddles in bed in the morning, you gotta wake Riddle up earlier. He will complain that you didn't let him sleep until his alarm rings but that is quickly forgotten if you trail some kisses down his neck or kiss him on the lips.

He'll gladly indulge you in that case, however he still lets his annoying ass alarm turned on because of that one time where he turned it off when waking up and lost himself in your kisses to the point where he got up half an hour later by accident. You quite frankly found that hilarious and Riddle just looked at you with an angry expression like "You're so irresponsible". He can't stay mad at you for long tho. But let me tell you, Ace and Cater teased the hell out of him for coming to breakfast late when the whole dorm was already there because they didn't want to get reprimanded by Riddle for getting up too late. They gave you shoulder pats, congratulated you and they still talk about "the time Riddle got held up from getting up on time because he's fucking whipped for his s/o"

Honestly your best chance at getting some affection from Riddle in the morning is on weekends where he gets up two hours later at 8am. Not ideal either but better than 6am at least.

On school days Riddle has an overly strict morning routine that he will try to drag you into but eventually give up if you refuse. And when I say strict morning routine I mean he has a schedule at what time he brushes his teeth and packs his things for class etc. And he'll get salty if he can't do it at that exact time because he's held up by a conflict at the Heartslabyul breakfast table or something.

On weekends he's a little more chill. Gets up at 8am but otherwise his schedule is fairly loose and you two can take your time enjoying a nice breakfast together where he holds your hand and gives you some extra affection.

He always tells you he loves you and gives you a Good Morning kiss tho. Without fail. That became part of his schedule by now

He re-adjusted his week schedule a little though, to have some time to walk to school with you and stop at Sam's shop to buy you a coffee or hot chocolate or whatever it is you like to drink. Maybe a snack too. And he'll enjoy the nice morning atmosphere with you, especially in late spring and summer when it's warm outside.

Thank you for doing my request @treysimp , I saw the other part with riddle cater and trey. My heart is still beating fast with the cute interaction with Riddle🥰🥰

I don’t know if you are taking requests or not but I was thinking for your next series like the make out one you did; you could do something similar for like Halloween, so something like Trick Or Treat with the Twst characters, can be romantic and fluffy. Just an Idea 😁

When you literally had done a fic as a response to an ask and didn't include the ask afafagafsgdg I'm sorry @riddle-simp the part 1 was totally a response to this and I have only 2 braincells to rub together so I just straight posted it. I'm a mess.

Trick or Treat: Part 2 (Heartslabuyl First Years)

(GN!Reader/Ace Trappola/Deuce Spade)

Part 1 // Part 2 (This one!)

Rating: T

Introduction: After the Ramshackle ghosts had whipped you and Grim up some intensely cute wizard costumes, you decided that you were going to go hunt down all of your friends and offer them a trick or a treat! Which one will they choose?

Tags: Reader’s body not described nor are pronouns used, fluff, kissing the homies good morning, friends to flirting heavily, sorry for all of you that are good cooks I decided that Reader-chan is not for this one (you can blame the Ramshackle kitchen if you want), eating baked goods (food and food consumption warning)

Words: 1.5k

Author’s notes: I split Heartslabuyl into two because of how many characters there are. We'll see about the rest though. 😘

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Flustered, but even more determined to give out your cookies from the positive feedback, you decide that you need to find Ace and Deuce next. You were pretty certain that they were the ones that Riddle and Cater were taking over for (as Ace had spent a lot of time complaining about having to get up early), so you decided to try and head them off.

Slinging Grim back onto your shoulders like a bag of fingerling potatoes, you run a little too fast towards the Heartslabuyl rally booth in hopes of shaking off the residual nerves from the barrage of emotions your attractive upperclassmen had heaped on you today.

Skidding to a stop as you spot the familiar ginger and dark-haired duo, you wave frantically while Grim screeches a hello at your friends.

“Ace! Deuce!” You say out of breath, stopping with your hands on your knees for a moment to calm yourself down and get a look at the now-familiar costumes.

Deuce looked shockingly suited to the outfit, the dark colors and corset complimenting his ivory skin and bright eyes. There was a cool beauty that it was easy to forget Deuce had when he was busy bickering with Ace or barely containing his suppressed delinquent instincts, but it made your pulse flutter slightly to see the glow of his gaze under the fascinator net of his floral-adorned top hat.

Seeing Ace in something put together was deeply refreshing as well. His shock of red hair stood out against the monochromatic colors of the elegant gothic clothing. Seeing your gaze comb across him, his eyebrow raised and a familiar gleam of trouble popped into his eye. You loved your friends, but that looks almost guaranteed that someone was going to get in trouble. Whether it was Ace who was in the trouble or causing it for someone else was the real question.

“Oi, Prefect. You and Grim are looking so… magical. What’s got ya so worked in a tizzy? My good looks take your breath away?” He said with a giggle while he lightly jabbed his elbow into your ribs.

“Ha. Ha. Very funny. We've been very busy, you know?” You said, plopping Grim back to the ground so he could walk to the duo with his little bucket extended.

“Trick or treat!” He exclaimed, big blue eyes practically sparkling. Clearly, Trey had perked him up with that fish thing. You’d have to find out where he bought those later.

Deuce, who has been silent until now patted around his pockets and after a moment of pause, pulled out a small jawbreaker and dropped it into Grim’s bucket with a soft smile.

“These were the most popular during our shift, so I hope you like it.” He said, ruffling Grim’s hat slightly while the cat-monster half-heartedly grumbled at the harassment.

Turning towards Ace, Grim repeats the treat demand in a sing-song tune of his own making.

Ace began patting down his pockets just like Deuce had, but as his slaps became faster and more desperate, it seems that he did not have any sweets left.

Luckily for Ace, it seems that Deuce had one final piece of candy. Upon seeing the sad jut of Ace’s shaking lower lip, Deuce sighed and slyly passed a sweet behind his back into Ace’s hands. Trying to be sneaky about it was a little silly, but you couldn’t blame the boys for worrying about what kind of thing Grim might do if he tried to decide on what his next trick should be.

Most items in Ramshackle had been on fire at this point, after all.

Grim seemed quite pleased with the haul and sat on the ground to examine the gem-like sweets in finer detail, quietly puzzling over what exactly the boys had given him.

Walking close to Deuce to whisper in his ear, you miss the surprised hiccup that leaves his mouth before you speak.

“Thank you for that. He’s been so excited about today.” You say, standing back a little to dig through your pail.

Presenting the bag with Ace and Deuce's respective names on it, you chirp, “Here! I made you cookies!”

Both Ace and Deuce looked at the bagged treats curiously but gladly took them.

“Wow! If we always got treated this well after a shift, maybe I’d consider workin’ more, huh Deucey?” Ace joked, popping a sliver of cookie into his mouth. “Oh! It’s good actually.”

“….‘actually’?” You echo, mimicking Ace’s tone of voice.

“Aww, come on, Prefect! You know how many lethal chefs attend school here.” Ace said pleadingly. “I like it! I do! Believe me!”

You humphed, which made Deuce chuckle.

“They’re delicious. I feel bad that I gave Grim all of my candy though. Is there a treat you want instead?” Deuce asked, clearly trying to get in the way before you and Ace could start bickering at full force.

“Oh? Don’t they owe us a trick though?” Ace countered teasingly, the mischievous glint in his eye returning as his grin took a sinister turn.

It was obvious from his face that he was getting a nefarious idea in his noggin’. Ace slung his arm around your shoulder and raised a brow, his mouth dangerously close to your neck.

Each breath tickles your baby hairs with each word, “I would just love to know how you would want to trick me, y’know?” Ace drawls, getting so close to your skin that you thought he might be able to hear the frantically increasing pulse in your throat.

The back of your neck was burning.

It was pretty normal for Ace to be jokingly flirtatious, but after some of the events from earlier, you felt far more overwhelmed.

Were you just overthinking your friend’s teasing? It wasn't like he hadn't jokingly offered to sleep with you before.

“I think I have a good treat for you though, Prefect.” Deuce said with a smile, cyan eyes in a smiling crescent as he broke the odd tension between you and Ace.

Moving his face so close that you could see the pale freckles on the bridge of his nose, Deuce places the softest kiss of your life on your cheek.

A whiff of sandalwood of wafts to your nose as the internal heat in your body began to broil.

“Thank you for the cookies. It made my day to see you here and get a treat from you.” Deuce said sweetly. You felt like you might melt on the spot.

If anyone here was more flustered than you though, it was Ace.

“Hey, hey, hey, why do you get to make a cute move on the Prefect while you’re dressed up? I want to do it, too!” Ace complained, squeezing your shoulders firmer than necessary.

Deuce’s face was slowly beginning to flush red, but he had seemingly decided to dig in his heels with this one.

“No one is stopping you, moron! Do you have to try and copy my homework here too?” Deuce said while gritting his jaw in irritation.

“Who would cheat off of your wannabe honor student C-minus ass? I can make decisions for myself!” Ace exclaimed.

Feeling baffled by what in the world this argument was about, you stammered and tried to back up a bit, but Ace’s white knuckle grip was keeping you from moving.

“Um?” You said, trying to figure out how to defuse one of the weirdest arguments you’ve been in the middle of between them.

Ace turned towards you, face beet red and eyes steeled in a look you didn’t quite recognize on him.

Pulling you closer, he planted a kiss on the opposite cheek that Deuce had. Mumbling something about ‘stealing (his) thunder’ as he separated himself.

Dropping the grip around your shoulders and crossing his arms with a huff, he mumbles, “Thank you for the cookies.”

Before you can try to verbally investigate further what was going on in tweedle-dumb and tweedle-dumber’s heads, you heard Grim call your name and tug at your pant leg.

“Can we go? I’wanna see the ship before it’s too busy.” Grim whined, a small fleck of colorful sugar on his whisker.

Laughing, you nodded, pulling your little buddy into your arms and silently thanking him for getting you out of this increasingly weird scenario.

“Okay, Grimmy.” You say, giving him a little nuzzled-nose kiss.

It was hard to not hit him with the brim of your wizard hat, but it was worth it with how cute he looked. You had to thank him later for saving your bacon.

“You heard the Great Grim!” You proclaimed. “We gotta get going, I’ll see you guys later, okay?”

“…okay” Adeuce muttered in tandem, giving each other an evil eye out of the corner of their vision.

You were going to have to unpack that one later.

For now, you were just as excited as Grim to go find out just what your friends in Savannahclaw had in store.

Much to your confusion, it seemed like your day wasn’t yet done being unpredictable though.

What in the world could happen next?

Mwehehehehehe, I am havin too much fun. I love Halloween! What are you are going as? Or if you're not dressing up, what would you wanna be? LMK!

Love you, reader!

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How Do You Cheer Up/Apologize To Them After Making Them Upset- Riddle Rosehearts

The last thing you ever wanted to do was upset Riddle, but you both had gotten into a little argument this morning.

*Flashback* You were at the Heartslabyul gardens, painting the roses red one by one, to prepare for the upcoming Unbirthday party. You had decided to fill in for the others as they were all busy with certains tasks so you decided to help out. Humming to yourself, you continued to paint the roses, not noticing the sounds of heels approaching behind you. "Prefect, may I ask why you are painting the roses red?" Turning your head, you saw Riddle standing behind you with his arms crossed, looking stern as always. "Oh, Hi Riddle, I'm helping to prepare for the Unbirthday Party. The others were busy, so I volunteered to help with the roses." Riddle listened to what you had to say and despite appreciating you helping out, there was still a problem that had to be addressed. "While I admired you helping prepare for the festivities, I'm afraid you are not allowed to perform this task since you are not a member of the Heartslabyul, and the others should be the ones painting the roses, not you Prefect." Riddle began to come closer to you, wanting to grab the paintbrush from your hand, but you stepped back from him and shook your head. You told Riddle that it shouldn't matter if you are a part of Heartslabyul or not, you wanted to help out and that's what you were going to do. Riddle's temper started to rise and his face started to turn slightly red, not use to being talk-back to, despite him controlling his anger a bit more after his overblot incident. You stood your ground and told Riddle, "Its my choice to help out at the dorm, and you don't control my decisions. You're not my mother!" Realizing what you said, you covered your mouth with your hand, staring at Riddle, waiting for the collar to appear. Riddle's face was not flaming red, but his face turned pale white from your words, and he cast his eyes down to the ground. None of you said a word, as Riddle continued to look down at the ground and slowly turned away from you, walking back to the dorm, while you watched him leave, feeling tremendous guilt from what you said.

*Back to present*

You felt horrible about the argument, as you knew his relationship with his own mother was very toxic, and yet you still said that to him. You pondered how to apologize to Riddle, then you remembered that strawberry tarts always cheered him up when he was in a foul mood, so you headed over to the Heartslabyul kitchen, and proceeded to make the apology tart, with Trey's help of course, as he was already in the kitchen, making other desserts for the next tea party.

*Evening* You stood in front of Riddle's door, fearing that he didn't want to talk to you. You softly knocked at the door and heard him from the other side saying, enter. Coming inside his room, You saw Riddle at his desk, filling out some paperwork. He noticed your presence, but he refused to look at you, Feeling nervous, you made your way over to his desk, "Umm, Riddle, I know you probably don't want to see me right now after today, but I wanted to apologize properly after what I said. I should have never said that to you and I understand if you never want to see or talk to me again." Sighing, you placed the tart next to him on his desk, "I made an apology tart for you, with Trey's help of course. I know they are your favorite." Riddle slowly glanced at the tart, stopping what he was doing, but said nothing. Feeling like you have extended your welcome, you bowed your head and wished Riddle a goodnight. You began to make your way back towards the door, until you felt a hand grabbing yours, stopping you from leaving, Turning back towards Riddle, you saw that he was looking at you this time, with a soft look on his face and cheeks a slight pink. He got up from his chair and stood in front of you, slowly approaching you, as he wrapped his arms around you in an awkward hug. "I'm sorry as well, and I also forgive you, Prefect, but promise me you won't say that ever again please." Smiling, you hugged Riddle back, saying you never will. Riddle stood stiff, surprised at your actions, before melting into the hug, and chuckling to himself.

How Do They Apologize To You When They Make You Upset/Mad Part 1/2 - Riddle Rosehearts

‼️This is the reverse version of this series with the twst characters apologizing to you. Riddles chapter will be two parts as its very long. Enjoy :)

"Y/N! WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?!?", You froze in fear, and turned your head to look at Riddle as he was walking towards you with an angry look on his face. He approached you in his signature dorm leader uniform, with his cape flowing behind him, and a piece of paper in his hand, which he was gripping tightly. He stood in front of you, with his arms crossed with the same angry look on his face. "Is there something wrong Riddle?", you looked at Riddle and started fidgeting with your hands; despite how use you had gotten to Riddle's outbursts, he still made you nervous when his anger was directed towards you. Riddle continued to glare at you, as he took out the piece of paper he was holding, revealing it to be a failed exam from Professor Trein's class that you had gotten this week, and apparently forgotten to have grabbed it, when you left the classroom. "You failed an exam in history, and you did not bring it to my attention! You have broken rule #2 of the Queen of Hearts Rules; "If students are to receive a failing grade from a class, they must bring it to the attention of the dorm leader or vice dorm leader." What have you to say for yourself Y/N?" Riddle's face was slowly starting to resemble a tomato, as you continued to fidget under Riddle's gaze. "I apologize Riddle. I know you are upset about me failing my exam, but I didn't want to bring it to your attention because I didn't want you to be upset." You said as your eyes glanced towards the ground, unable to look Riddle in the face. "Hmph, it's no excuse that you have broken the rules, and for that you will be punished." Riddle crossed his arms and gave you a glare as you tried to explain yourself to the Riddle. 'I-I tried my best! I swear to you, I was studying everyday, hoping to pass that exam." You lifted your head to look at Riddle, explaining to him that you still tried, despite not getting the results you wanted. Riddle looked at you with an unimpressed look, not buying what you were saying; "If you studied everyday, then why does your grade contradict your actions? There will be no excuse for this and punishment will be to write a 500 word essay about why "Rule #2 is important. Failure to fulfill your punishment will be OFF WITH YOUR HEAD!" Riddle angry red faced appeared when he is pissed, but you yourself was starting to get furious. "I'm not like you.", You said quietly and your hands balled into fists. Riddle's barely heard what you said and ordered you to speak up. "I SAID I'M NOT LIKE YOU!", you screamed back at him, eyes filled with rage and your face closely resembling Riddle's. Riddle angry face vanished and turned into one of shock, not expecting you to scream at him and having a similar side to him as well. "I'M NOT LIKE YOU WHO GETS PERFECT GRADES AND EXCELS IN EVERYTHING THEY DO! I'M TRYING TO DO MY BEST SINCE I'M NOT FROM THIS WOR𝘓D AND KNOWS ABSOLUTELY NOTHING ABOUT MAGIC AND ANCIENT HISTORY. YOU COULD HAVE JUST TALKED TO ME ABOUT MY EXAM GRADE AND OFFERED TO HELP ME FOR THE NEXT UPCOMING EXAM, BUT APPARENTLY YOU CARE MORE ABOUT THE RULES AND OFFING MY HEAD!!" Tears began to stream down your face as Riddle listened to you rage, and then his heart began to ache as he felt horrible for making you cry. "Y/N I—", Riddle tried to reach out towards you, but you just shook your head, and started to run down the hallway, tears still streaming down your face. "Y/N wait!", Riddle reached his hand out to stop you, but you had already ran out of the hallway, away from him. Riddle leaned against the wall, putting one of his hands on his head, thinking about what had just happened: "What have I done?"

How Do They Apologize To You When They Make You Upset/Mad Part 2/2 - Riddle Rosehearts

Riddle set out to look for you to apologize, asking everyone if they have seen you anywhere, but he had no luck. Riddle spotted Trey at his dorm, tending to the pink flamingos wearing pink as according to the Queen of Hearts rules. Trey noticed Riddle and greeted him. Riddle then asked if he had spotted you anywhere as he had to discuss something with you. Trey then pointed to the garden maze stating he saw you running inside there. Riddle thanked Trey and entered the maze, taking many left and right turns, hoping to find you. Sounds of crying could be heard as Riddle got closer towards the end of the maze. You were sat on the grass, with your legs covering your face, and your arms wrapped around them. A few hedgehogs had surrounded you, sniffing you with their cute noses.

Riddle softly approached you, and sat down next to you, while picking up one hedgehog, and placing it against his chest: "Y/N?", Riddle called out your name. "GO AWAY!", You yelled at Riddle, refusing to look at him. Riddle was conflicted, wanting to hug you, but hesitated since he wasn't use to acts of affection as he had not experience them in his childhood, but he knew he had to apologize to you since he was in the wrong. "Y/N, I came to apologize to you about my actions. I should never had yelled at you about the exam, and instead offer to help you with studying for your other exams. I made a promise to myself and everyone that I would be less strict with the rules and punishments, and I would try to be better, and not a tyrant like I was before, but apparently I haven't changed at all." You had raise your head from your legs, with tears still running down your face, letting out little sniffles as you turned to look at Riddle. "Th-thats not true. You have changed Riddle. I see how you interact with everyone now after your overblot, and you're less strict and more kinder with punishments and not as tough with the rules as before." Riddle gave you a kind smile, as he reached into his pocket, and pulled out a handkerchief, using it to wipe your tears. "Thank you for your kind words Y/N, but that doesn't excuse what I did to you earlier. Do you forgive me?" You gazed at Riddle, who continued to dry your tears with a kind smile. You turned a little bit more towards Riddle and gave him a serious look; "I will forgive you if you do two things for me." Riddle tilted his head; "And they are?", he asked. "Me and you will have study dates whenever an exam is coming up, if you have time that is, since I know you're busy with your tasks as dorm leader." You said as you watched Riddle listen to your words. "That can be arranged. What is the second condition?", Riddle said as he began to softy pet the hedgehog he was holding. Blushing, you held your arms out towards Riddle; "Gimme a hug." Riddles face turned bright pink, not expecting that response from you. You put your arms down and look to the side, embarrassed; "Y-you don't have to do the second one, I know stuff like that makes you uncom-." You were cut off from your sentence, as Riddles arms wrapped around you, as your head was placed against his chest. "Haha, you don't have to ask for something like that. I would have hugged you either way.", Riddle said as you felt his body move from his laughter. You chuckled as you wrapped your arms against Riddle's back and nuzzled closer to his chest, listening to his heartbeat. Riddle smiled and continued to hug you as the hedgehogs gathered around the both of you, watching the sweet moment happening in front of them

How Do They Apologize To You When They Make You Upset/Mad Part 1/2 - Ace Trappola

Ace was being his annoying self as always, bragging about something while you and the other Heartslabyul members were sitting in the cafeteria of NRC. Some were listening to him, but others tuned him out, like you. Ace had this side to him when you first met at the Great Seven statues, laughing that a plain human like you made a mockery of yourself at the opening ceremony. He wasn't as bad the more you got to know him, but there were certain parts of his personality that still ticked you off. "Y/N? Y/N?!", Ace was waving his hand in your face to get your attention. "Oh I'm sorry, I was thinking about something.", you said, while giving Ace an apologetic smile. "Its fine, I was wondering if you wanted to help me with my alchemy homework?" Ace said, while everyone turned their attention to you and Ace, especially Riddle as he was surprised Ace was thinking about his studies for once. "Um, why are you asking me for help? I'm sure Riddle or Trey could help you." You said, as you glanced over at Riddle and Trey with your eyes. "Ace, while I approve of you thinking about your assignments, Y/N is still considered a new student since they are not from here." Riddle said, as he looked at you with soft eyes, and back to Ace with a more stern gaze. Ace's face was blank for a second, until he smirked and leaned back on his chair, " Aha, I forgot Y/N is completely useless since they don't know a thing about magic." Everyone looked at Ace with a glare, especially Deuce who was sitting next to you. "I'm surprised you're still here at Night Raven, despite being a magicless human. I was expecting Crowley to have sent you on your way by now." The whole table was shocked as they turned to look at you, and noticed the small tears that were welling up in your eyes, as you got up silently from the table and walked away without a word. No one said anything, but Deuce was the first to react as he grabbed Ace by the collar, "WHY YOU! HOW DARE YOU SAY THAT TO Y/N?!?!!? Deuce was getting ready to punch Ace in the face, but he was stopped by Trey as he grabbed his arm, stopping the fist from connecting. "What are you getting mad at me for?!, Ace said, as he looked at everyone, confused, wondering why they were all mad at him. "ACE!!! YOU BETTER GO AND APOLOGIZE TO Y/N RIGHT NOW, OR SO HELP ME, IT WILL BE OFF WITH YOU HEAD!!!!!!, Riddle screamed at Ace, with his signature red face, while Cater was behind Riddle, ready to hold him back from doing something similar to what Deuce did. Trey looked at Ace then gestured for Ace to go and find you.