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Thank you so much for doing my request @twisted-draconia . Lord we all wish we were sitting on there laps especially Riddle💖💖 Can’t wait for the next request

Hi! I see that requests are open, can you do two requests for me? One would be a part 2 of the Cant Sleep fluff but with Riddle, Leona, and Floyd and the other request is sitting of the laps of Riddle, Jack, and Vil and seeing their reactions please? Thank you ❤️💓❤️💓❤️

Sitting on their Laps...with Riddle, Jack, and Vil

A/N: Hello!! I am more than happy to do both requests (I’ll post part 2 of the Can’t Sleep separately) but I am soooo thrilled to do this one for you! I haven’t written for any of these 3 before and am a little nervous? So I HOPE it turned out alright! I wanna do these boys justice 😭 I had so much fun with it though, and I hope you like it!! 🖤

Warnings: Lots of fluff!

Gender Neutral

💚Request Info💚

You and Riddle weren’t often the most physically affectionate couple—your boyfriend still getting used to showing that vulnerable side of himself after so many years of trying to maintain perfection. But when Cater brought up the idea of you sitting on his lap at the next tea party? You couldn’t help but wonder what Riddle’s reaction would be. So that’s what you did; in full view of Heartslabyul. You did it casually—placing a light kiss on his cheek as you slid onto his lap, wrapping your arms loosely around his neck. Riddle stiffened immediately. Incoherent little babbles escaping his lips, hands unsure where to go, his face a bright and almost glowing red. He didn’t push you off, but he didn’t embrace you either—making it hard to tell how he really felt in the first place. You didn’t linger for long, only sitting long enough for Cater to grab a few pictures and then hopping off. Riddle remained quiet the rest of the party; sitting awkwardly, sipping his tea quietly with cheeks still flushed and an occasional side glance in your direction. You had started to feel bad, wondering if you’d made some sort of mistake or broke some rule—until later that night, when you two were alone. Riddle took a deep breath, and pulled you into a tight hug, burying his face into your shoulder. “You just caught me off guard...I...I wouldn’t be angry if you did that when we were studying or something...and not near anyone else.” He muttered, his voice low enough to be a whisper. You couldn’t help but smile, wondering what other couple things you could get away with in the future. 

Jack was never really one to shy away from you when you wanted anything. He adored you, and any form of affection you wanted he’d do it without hesitation. You wanted a hug? He’d give you strong, all consuming one. A kiss? He might blush or act tough at first, but the tail wag as he peppers a few kisses on your cheeks gives him away. So you were surprised when you realized you’d never sat on his lap before, only noticing it when you saw a few other couples at lunch doing it. "Can I try something with you?” You asked Jack later on, your boyfriend looked up from his homework, his head tilting. “Try something? Like what?” He questioned, one eyebrow raised. You got up, walking slowly over to him. He was quick to catch on, scooting his chair back so you could crawl onto his lap. You were careful, wrapping your legs around his waist and settling yourself somewhat awkwardly onto him. You could feel the heat radiating off of his face and the clamminess in his hands as he wrapped both arms tightly around you, pulling you even tighter around him. Jack’s ears drooped back and his tail started whapping the chair behind him. Slowly at first, hesitantly. But the moment you wrapped your own arms around his neck, running your fingers through his thick and wild white hair, scratching behind his fluffy ears? His tail was wagging so fast that a nice cool breeze hit your face. Jack buried himself into the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent deeply. “This...this is nice.” He mumbled, “I wouldn’t mind trying more things like this. I really like being this close to you.” And you had to admit...you liked it just as much. 

Vil adored any and all affection you wanted to give him. In fact? He THRIVED on it. He loved attention and being admired, but you doing it felt so different to him. So while it was a surprise you hadn’t sat on his lap before, you knew it wouldn’t take much to actually convince him (given he wasn’t wearing anything that wrinkled too easily), but you had to find just the right moment. Your choice? When he was helping you with your hair and make-up. You waited until he had tied your hair back, and started going through his vanity to search for the right products. “Vil?” “Yes my dearest?” His eyes still focused on his task. “Can I sit on your lap while you do my make-up?” He paused, his head snapping up to you quickly. His amethyst eyes sparkled, and he had a playful grin. “Oh? My, what an adorable request. How could I refuse such a charming request?” He scooted his chair back, patting his lap for you. You quickly got up and sat on him, legs on either side of his, both of you looking deep into each other’s eyes. The grin on his face widened. “Comfy?” he asked, a slight arrogance to him. You nodded as he moved a stray piece of hair out of your face, cupping your cheek for a moment before returning to prepping his make-up for you. He did your full look with you on his lap, his smile softening from something cocky to soft—thankful to have you so close next to him, occasionally giving you light little kisses on your forehead or nose. “I have to admit, this is really practical. I might have to have you on my lap more often, dearest.” He teased. Honestly? You had to agree. (Also he wouldn’t hesitate to call Rook into the room mid-makeup just to get a picture of you both because you’re just too adorable)

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My heart soared with Riddles part, he is too precious ❤️❤️💖💖 thank you for doing my second request @twisted-draconia

Can’t Sleep…with Riddle, Leona, and Floyd (Part 2)

A/N: So this group was requested by @riddle-simp ​ and I was so happy to be able to do it! I’ve actually had Leona’s in mind for a while? As well as Riddle’s, so to be able to write them out was nice! I hope they all sound okay! As always, any and all suggestions for this series (is this a series now?) please lemme know! I’m always happy to write more. 🖤

Part One

Warnings: None! All fluff! 

Gender Neutral

💚Request Info💚

You groaned out of frustration, pulling your blanket over your head, unsure of whether or not it was your own mind racing that was keeping you up or if you just weren’t tired. You’d read, tossed in bed a little to try and find the right spot, but sleep still didn’t come. “You know you’re breaking at least 3 rules right now being awake?” You heard your boyfriend mumble behind you. You giggled, turning to face Riddle—his slate grey eyes droopy with sleep, and an adorable pout on his face. "So are you dear.“ you teased, making him roll his eyes. “Is something wrong? Do you need to go to the infirmary or something?” He asked, quickly changing the subject. You shook your head, “No. I just…can’t seem to fall asleep for some reason.” The room was quiet for a moment, before Riddle sat up, putting on his slippers and robe with a determined look on his face and leaving the room before you could even ask where he was going. Not much time passed before Riddle came back in, serving tray in hand with a tea pot and a few cups. He placed it in front of you, sliding next to you in bed. “I figured some sleepy time tea might settle you enough so you can get some rest?” You smiled, taking the cup he’d just filled and sipped it—the warmth easing your muscles. You leaned against his shoulder, your heart full and your mind starting to relax “Thank you, Riddle.” You felt a light kiss on your head, “You’re welcome; now please drink so we can go back to sleep. You know I can’t sleep if you don’t.” he chuckled, lightly pinching your cheeks.  

You had lost track of the times you had tossed around on the bed at this point. It was late, the moon your only light and yet you felt like you could run a marathon with the sheer amount of energy you had—and you were half tempted to. “Why the hell are ya still awake?” Leona’s gruff voice startled you, looking over to see your boyfriend half asleep. His long hair ruffled from his pillow, his eyes not even open, his position still unchanged. “I don’t know, I just can’t fall asleep.” You mumbled. Leona groaned, “Well I can, and you’re disturbing the hell outta me.” You frowned, pinching his arm enough to cause him to growl, “Well I’m sorry my misery is such a bother! I’ll try to stop.” You snapped, rolling over in the bed. It was quiet for a while, before you felt one long, muscular arm reach over you. There was almost no time to protest as Leona pulled you to him. The lion draped the upper half of his body over yours, laying his head on your chest and wrapping his arm tightly around you. His legs tangled with yours, and you could feel his whole body weight press you into the bed. You tried to struggle, Leona’s strength keeping you pinned as he nestled into you. “You’re crushing me you big lion!” You struggled, trying to wriggle free. “Yeah? Well it’s keeping ya from moving, isn’t it? Now go to sleep, you’re not gettin’ free and I’m not planning on letting you go until the morning.” He mumbled, his voice fading back to sleep. You wriggled for a while longer—struggling just long enough that you eventually gave up, your body starting to wear out. Leona had won. You sighed, as his weight and warmth started to soothe you enough that your eyes felt heavy. He might be prickly sometimes—but sometimes he could also be very cute.  

You weren’t sure just how long you had been staring at the ceiling, but it was long enough to know that you should’ve been asleep long ago. You had a million different thoughts racing through your mind, and no way to settle them. You grabbed your phone, trying to find a video that you could watch or something to read just to distract yourself long enough to get sleepy. You were quite a few posts into MagiCam before a voice startled you. “What are you looking at, Shrimpy?” Floyd’s asked, causing you to practically jump off of the bed. He laughed—loudly. “Don’t scare me like that Floyd! How long have you been awake?” You breathed, hand over your racing heart. He shrugged, “A while I guess? I woke up when I didn’t feel you clinging to me, got me all sad feeling.” He teased, his toothy smile wide and bright. “Can’t sleep or something?” You shook your head, “Nope.” He stared raised an eyebrow, “Anything I can do to help? Like make you a lil sleep potion? Maybe I can swipe some of Jade’s fancy tea to make you sleepy?” He offered, pressing little kisses all over your face and pulling you into a tight hug against his large body. “Well…I’m not going to take a potion you make, and if we steal Jade’s tea, it might not be a very good idea.” You said, running your fingers through his turquoise hair. He frowned, thinking for a while as you two snuggled, before popping up. “How about we don’t sleep at all? We can stay up and talk all night and I can cuddle you the entire time. Maybe you can show me some of the videos you were looking at?” You wanted to argue, but at this point, how could you? So you settled into his arms and unlocked your phone to the last video you had watched. You might not be getting any sleep, but at least the night was fun. 

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Yayyy some Valentine’s Day fluff, thank you so much @twisted-draconia for doing my request💖💖💖

Thank you for doing my other requests, I have another request and it involves all of the dorm leaders, could you do the dorm leaders receiving Valentines Day chocolate from the MC, I see some Valentine’s Day fluff/romance💖💓💖 thank you

Giving them Valentine’s Day Chocolate...with the Dorm Leaders

A/N: I LOVE this idea, and I’m so happy to be able to write something for Valentine’s Day!! I think this is such a sweet idea and I hope I did it some justice! Since this is for all of the Dorm Leaders, I made them shorter? I hope that’s okay? Thanks so much for coming back with another super cute request, and I hope you enjoy! 🖤🖤

Also...Happy Valentine’s Day everyone! ❤

Warnings: Nothing but Valentine’s Day Fluff! 

Gender Neutral

💚Request Info!💚

♡ When you give Riddle a box of chocolates, proudly proclaiming “Happy Valentine’s Day!” with a hug and a kiss, his face is tints pink and his slate grey eyes widen. And while he tries to fight it? He’s honestly so flustered and happy that he got your gift. Not only did you get him some of his favorites, but the box has details that match the Queen of Hearts and Heartslabyul, and everything about it is so neat and perfect. When he’s done admiring your gift, he’ll pull out his own for you—a cute heart shaped note, a red rose, and a heart shaped tart that he made in your favorite flavor (Yes, Trey did help him), handing them to you with a warm smile on his face saying “Happy Valentine’s Day to you too my heart!” 

♡ Leona has always been pretty moody and often pretty arrogant, but when you hand him a little box of chocolates in the middle of one of his naps, eagerly waiting for his response? He’s going to give you a lazy little smile, not saying anything before digging right into them. While he might come across as rude, Leona is thrilled on the inside. Not only did you think to get him something, you got something specifically for him; he wasn’t an afterthought or your second option. He doesn’t have to share, and his arrogance is quickly boosted knowing you thought of him. He might mumble out a quick and gruff, “Thanks, herbivore.” while he pulls you into him for a nap. As you both drift off, he makes note to ask Ruggie to grab something for your gift later. 

♡ Handing Azul a box of chocolates for Valentine’s Day is going to break him a little. Not only is he not used to someone having nothing but pure affection and love for him, enough that they’d buy him a gift on the most romantic day in the world, but he’s honestly wondering how he managed to get so lucky to have you in his life? He is so overjoyed and happy the moment you hand him the box. He’ll offer to share some candy with you, and might even sample some as he gets them, dying to try the confectionary delights of the surface world. His face might be a little flushed and his eyes watery, but he maintains his signature smirk (albeit a bit softer) as he hands you a note and your own gift, saying “I love you angel, and thank you for thinking of me. I hope you’re ready for tonight, because I have a romantic date planned for us.”

♡ Giving Kalim any sort of Valentine’s Day gift is an EXPERIENCE, but when you give him a box of chocolates? He’s going to be THRILLED. First, Jamil has to taste them (for safety purposes of course, unless you asked Jamil to help you make them!), and after that Kalim is practically shoveling them into his mouth, complimenting how sweet they are and thanking you with the biggest and flashiest smile on his face for the amazing gift! “Thank you so much Y/N! I love it! I love you! I’m so thankful for this!” he says with a chocolate covered face, smothering you in kisses. He got you a gift too (Actually Jamil helped him with it) but...he seems to have misplaced it...maybe Jamil will know where it is? Kalim will have to ask him the next time he sees him! 

♡ Oh Vil absolutely adores flattery of any sort, so any gifts you give him, especially that fancy box of gourmet chocolates he mentioned wanting a while back are going to be accepted with the biggest, flashiest smile ever. He’s elated though, and though he’s adored by so many people, you’re the most important person that he’s been adored by. Anything you give him is precious, and he’s going to treasure it so much because he loves you with his entire heart. He’ll open it, feeding you one of the chocolates, telling you “Happy Valentine’s Day, dear. You dazzle me with your affection, and I am pleased that my beautiful face was on your mind today.” while handing you a very EXTRAORDINARY and clearly expensive gift. 

♡ Idia loves sweets and candy of any sort, so getting him a box of chocolates to show your affections for him on Valentine’s Day was probably the best bet. When you managed to go into his room and hand him the box, he’s going to be floored. Did he just receive a gift that upped his affection levels for you? His hair tints pink, his pale face completely flushed red as he takes the box, placing it somewhere safe to eat while he games later (they came from you, they have to have some sort of special properties to boost his skills at least temporarily, right?). And he’ll hand you an adorable card that says “You fill all of my hearts ❤” as he stutters out, “I-I know it’s not much, but wanna be m-my player two in this game today?”

♡ While Malleus has knowledge of Valentine’s Day, getting gifts from anyone was something he’d never thought would’ve happened in his long life, so you handing him a beautiful black heart shaped box of different flavored chocolates warms his heart almost instantly. Malleus has so much love for you, and getting something, even as simple as this, means everything to him. He smiles gently, his normally sharp and somewhat intimidating features softened as he looks at you, “To get a gift like this is so rare for me, but to get it from someone I love as much as you my love is even more special. Thank you, I will treasure it more than you know.” he says sweetly, placing a kiss on your knuckles and summoning some of the most beautiful things from the Briar Valley just for you. 

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I think my heart skipped a beat or two from reading this, OMG why is he so adorable😍😍😍😍😍😍 thank you for doing my request @mad-hatter-alice and sorry to hear you were sick yesterday, hope you feeling better

Since it’s almost Valentine’s Day can you do a romantic fluff with Riddle and MC, could be a romantic dinner or making chocolate covered strawberries for him. Thank you💖💗💖

To smell the roses...

Riddle Rosehearts x Gn!Reader

I went with the romantic dinner idea! So sorry this was done late, I felt a little sick yesterday t-t

"IS EVERYTHING READY for (y/n)’s arrival?” Riddle inquired as he stood by the entrance of the tea garden. Cater was sitting on top of a ladder, touching up on the decorations, while Ace and Deuce made sure that the white tablecloth was spotless and that the correct eating utensils have been laid out on the table.

"Yep~! I can assure you that the decorations look totally aesthetic!" Cater replied, quickly snapping a selfie to digitally preserve his hard work.

"We're almost done with the table," Ace added, dusting his hands with a quiet sigh, "Deuce! Light the candles, and then I'll spread the rose petals." Nodding, Deuce did as he was told by casting a minor fire spell to strike the wick with his magic pen. Grabbing a handful of rose petals from the straw basket laid on the grass, Ace proceeded to shower the table with petals, completing the romantic setting that Riddle had planned out earlier. The red-haired dorm leader folded his arms over his chest, humming in approval.

"Wonderful. All that's left is for me to check if Trey is finished-"

"Yep, the food is ready to be served at any time. Honey garlic glazed salmon for the main course, and apple walnut tarts and Earl Grey tea for dessert," Trey interjected, appearing behind Riddle whilst adjusting his glasses' position with a smile, "You just focus on making this the best Valentine's night for the prefect, okay?" The vice dorm leader proceeded to fuss over Riddle's appearance, fixing his gold-coloured cravat that was a little out of place, checking that his red tailcoat was free of any creases, as well as securing his rose pin on the front left lapel. After tucking his left bangs behind his ear, Trey took a step back from him and proudly put his hands on his hips.

"Don't forget the roses!" Cater exclaimed, pushing a bouquet of said flowers into Riddle's arms, "I texted them to come to Heartslabyul in their best outfit an hour ago. They should be here soon~" Turning to the ADeuce combo, he then waved his magic pen at them, magically changing their clothes into matching butler outfits. "And our two butlers are prepared to serve the host and his guest tonight. Alright! Now that everything is ready, we'll head back to the dorm."

"Good luck, dorm leader Rosehearts!" Deuce said, smiling encouragingly, "I promise that I won't mess anything up while serving the food!"

"Don't let this romantic dinner date flop~" Ace teased, causing his dorm leader's left eyebrow to twitch in annoyance. Trey yanked him away in the speed of light to prevent the first-year from saying anything else that might trigger Riddle's wrath right before an important event.

As soon as the group disappeared from the area, Riddle heard you call his name behind him, prompting him to turn around. Eyes going wide, he saw you dressed in your finest attire for the surprise dinner he had set up for you tonight in Heartslabyul's tea garden.

"Wow, you're dressed very formally," you commented, your eyebrows shooting up in surprise, "Is there a special occasion? Cater even told me to dress up without telling me why..."

"You look stunning, (y/n)," he uttered, unable to tear his gaze away from your form.

You blinked as your cheeks became warm at his unexpected compliment. "O-oh, thanks-" In a poor attempt to change the topic, you inclined your head towards the rose bouquet in his arms. "What's that for?"

As he quickly remembered why you had been invited here, he wordlessly approached you and then held the bouquet out to you. "These roses are for you. You told me a week ago that it'll be Valentine's Day today and that you've never celebrated it with anyone back in your world." He paused, observing the surprise in your expression. "Since you've done so much for Heartslabyul, I wanted to take this chance to repay you and... to deliver my feelings for you."

You had to take a moment to let Riddle's words sink in. Once you've gathered your wits, you shyly accepted the flowers from him and cast your gaze to the grass below, suddenly finding them more interesting than the red-haired dorm leader standing in front of you.

"Th-thank you, Riddle. I really don't know what to say..." you murmured, only to feel his slim fingers slide under your chin to tilt your face up, coaxing you to meet his earnest eyes.

All the scenario practice he did with the Heartslabyul gang finally paid off.

"Follow me. I've prepared something for you, and I hope you'll like it," he said, his other hand reaching out to clasp one of yours. As your fingers interlocked, he led you inside the tea garden and beckoned you to sit down by the table. He then took a seat across from you, and on cue, butlers Ace and Deuce came strolling in with the plates of food Trey had whipped up for this occasion.

Once again, you were surprised; you didn't think Riddle had it in him to plan a romantic dinner.

"You don't have to give me an answer right now," Riddle softly began, "but if you are willing to let me make you the happiest person in Twisted Wonderland today, nothing else would bring me greater joy."

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

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This is so accurate with me, but add in Riddles smirk to things that make butterflies in your stomach go crazy 😍😍😍😍. Love this so much @shellcouth

THINGS THAT THEY DO THAT MAKES THE BUTTERFLIES IN YOUR STOMACH GO CRAZY

Synopsis: Even just the smallest things that they do that probably don't even matter to others, but the butterflies in your stomach states otherwise.

Pairings: Riddle Rosehearts x gn reader, Jade Leech x gn reader, Floyd Leech x gn reader,

Genre: Romantic, fluff

RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS

Glancing back at you when he sees you staring and smiles gently.

Taking care of the hedgehogs with you and just generally being soft towards you and the cute, little creatures.

Laughing and giggling at your jokes.

JADE LEECH

Smirking when he catches you staring at him.

Being so affectionate with you all of a sudden; hugging you from behind or even just looking at you with clear fondness in his eyes.

Suddenly flashing you his sharp teeth before smiling normally once again and asking you what's gotten you flustered all of sudden.

FLOYD LEECH

Hugging you close then teasingly asking you why your heart is beating so loud.

Patting your head and complimenting you when you do a good job.

Directing his grin at you that you know that you can't get rid off your mind even as you're falling asleep.

My heart broke and fixed itself from this💔😭💖

Thank you so much @thesunshinebunny for doing my request. Can’t wait for part 2

Hello! I love your stories❤️. May I request an angst/fluffy scenario with the dorm leaders reacting to their s/o telling them that their mother wished she never gave birth to them and comforting them. I just watched the anime Higehiro and there’s a scene where the mother says that to the main MC and it affected me so much. Thank you ❤️

Uffff, I remember when I saw that scene for the first time many years ago. It also affected me quite a bit, I almost started crying. I am going to do the order in two parts because I ended up making it quite long. This part corresponds to Riddle, Leona and Kalim. I hope you are well, I am very sorry for the delay.

Riddle

The tea party wasn't going well. Specifically for you. You had avoided talking about the horrible conversation you had with your mother days ago, but not being able to bring it to the surface was taking its toll. You couldn't console an eight-hour sleep, if you made it to three was a miracle. Your appetite was diminishing to the point of not appearing in the cafeteria because the slightest smell already made you gag. You couldn't concentrate in class and the tasks were impossible to solve. You tried to put the best face in front of your teammates, but every day, every hour it was worse. The dark circles under your eyes, red from crying so much, began to be noticed much more precipitously, your voice had disappeared and your vocal cords were mistreated. Terrible days spent alone, and it wasn't even the middle of the week.

And all that mental and sentimental heaviness ended up exploding at the unbirthday party on Wednesday. You saw multiple mates having fun, talking calmly, full of joy and energy. And there you were, holding on not to shed any tears… it was all in vain when you felt fingers gently brush your hand.

Riddle was trying to approach you quietly, he intended to hold your hand for a couple of minutes while the party went on, but it was that light touch, so gentle and innocent, that made your eyes shine and tears began to flow like a waterfall. Those around you were worried to see you in such a deplorable state, Riddle the most, and without raising any more suspicions, excused himself from the table and took you with him to the lounge, putting an arm around your shoulders and hiding you with his cap.

As the two of you sat down in one of the large armchairs, you burst into tears. All the stress that you have been accumulating these last days, all the sadness and anguish that the conversation with your mother had an impact on your mental health. The hands of the clock stopped before such a sad scene, time had frozen and the only thing that kept you in orbit was the amount of tears that ran down your cheeks. Riddle dedicated himself to holding your hands, to give you little consoling cuddles, while he waited for you to calm down a bit and explain the situation to him.

With all the possibilities, the last thing he expected to hear were those cruel and vile words your mother spoke to you. Even his mother wasn't capable of such hatred and contempt.

"I understand what it's like to have a bad time with your mother, but I can't put myself in your shoes" his hands went up your arms until they reached your shoulders. He gave you one, two, three little massages, and brought you to him. The hug was a bit inexperienced and careless, but it conveyed the affection and appreciation that Riddle had towards you, towards your being, your essence and soul.

"What I can do is hold your hand for as long as you need to feel better, whether it's days, weeks or months"

Leona

What is more annoying to Leona than not being able to take his daily nap in the botanical garden? Not sleeping said nap with you next to him.

You were arriving an hour late and Leona couldn't smell your scent near the place in question. Every minute he passed he became more irritable, his tail wagging erratically and his ears kept flexing as he tried to find you through all the screeching. Not being fruitful waiting for you, Leona reluctantly stood up, anyone who passed by his side will see his face upset and ready to rip out the jugular to anyone who tried to bother him.

He walked to Savannaclaw with the intention of going to his own bedroom and not getting up until dinner time. But to his surprise, and his bad temper, he found you in his own dorm, sitting on the edge of the large pool, feet in the cool, cool water, head down and with no intention of lifting it no matter how many people passed by your side.

Your head only rose to look at that lion whose figure was imposed on your side, letting him see your red and swollen eyes and your cheeks wet from crying so much. Neither of you said anything for a couple of minutes. Leona sat next to you, trying inside him to give you your space, he didn't either deign to put an arm around your shoulders or hips, he didn't ask what was wrong with you, he just stood there. Reserved.

When the sun was about to set on the horizon, your words came timidly to the surface. New tears ran down your cheeks as you recounted the terrible experience you had with your mother days ago. “Tsk, how troublesome” was the only thing Leona said before pulling you towards him. He let your face hide on his shoulder, he didn't care if his shirt got wet, he placed his tail on your waist, trying to give you a little more protection.

After about half an hour, when the water was already getting too cold to enjoy at night, the brunette carried you to his room, snuggling your head on your chest, thus preventing any student from seeing your afflicted face. All the way he thought of ways to make that person, if you could call them a person, who called himself your mother, pay. Maybe Ruggie could do him a couple of favors… but it wasn't worth it, no matter how much his blood boiled and wanted to sink his claws and fangs into every part of their body, it wasn't worth it. Not when it meant putting you in even more pain.

Being already in his room, he laid you on his bed as if you were a feather, a completely defenseless and fragile little thing. He laid your head on a pile of pillows and covered you with his sheet, preventing the cold of the night from chilling you even more.

“Look” he started stroking your head, moving the little strands that were stuck to your cheeks thanks to your salty tears “Your mother misses having a relationship with a person as brave and incredible as you”

Noticing you a little calmer, he got under the sheets, trapping you again in his arms and placing your head on his chest again, this time completely covering you with his figure, without ever stopping patting your head. Your breathing became calmer, more controlled; your arms were strong again, enough to wrap even a little around his shoulders. Leona supported his hand under your chin in the most comfortable way possible, and little by little he raised your face, until your gaze was in contact with his. “Hold your head up high and show her what you're capable of. Bust her ego”

Kalim

Your little sobs echoed through the halls of Scarabia. Today was a cold and sad night compared to the normal warm and partying ones. Today there was no banquet, no exuberant food, no party. Today there was nothing; just a cold starry sky that accompanied the dinner of worried students.

They knew Kalim was present in his chambers, worrying not about planning new activities for the bedroom, but trying to calm and support his partner. Nobody knew what had happened, but it must have been something very ugly and shocking for even Kalim's cheerful and outgoing aura not to be felt in the air.

“I can't understand the feeling you're going through, but I'm here for whatever you need.” Kalim's voice came out as a whisper between his own sobs. He was sad, very sad. He was sad for you, for your situation.

The one with ruby ​​eyes didn't understand what the indifference of a relative was, and one as important as parents. His parents had wanted him, he was the firstborn of his lineage, but that didn't stop him from feeling empathy for the people around him.

Kalim caressed your back slowly while he kept your head resting on his chest. Your tears wet his shirt, but he didn't care at all. The only thing he cared about was keeping you calm, stable. "Please don't cry, it breaks my heart to see you sad"

When the first tears began to roll down your cheeks, Kalim almost panicked. It's not like he was oblivious to tears, even he cried from time to time, but he didn't like to see his friends and family, the people he loved, cry. And when you told him the reason, you could hear his heart break into a thousand pieces.

Minutes, maybe hours passed for you to calm down or at least for you to stop crying. It was already early morning, felt the cold air of the desert. You began to tremble, perhaps from the spasms from crying so much or from the cold, it wasn't clear. Kalim covered them both with a blanket, a little light, but did the job perfectly. “Smile for me, you are part of my family” and with that, you were able to end the night with some peace. Maybe starting a new family.

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 @courtlyharlequin ❤️❤️❤️

Hello! Your writing is amazing💗💗. Could I request some headcannons with the dorm leaders reacting to see their s/o sleeping beside them when they wake up in the morning (Super Fluffy). Thank you!

By Your Side

A/N: Ueee thank you! I see you around a lot in my notifs so I can tell you really like my stuff. Thank you for always supporting me hehe ♡

Riddle Rosehearts:

He's never really shared his bed before. Riddle is a bit of a picky sleeper. He's not a light sleeper, but he can't fall asleep unless the conditions are right. He can't fall asleep unless he's laying down on his back. There can't be too much noise when he's trying to fall asleep otherwise he'd be wide awake- not matter how tired he is.

So naturally, waking up with you by his side, he's a little startled. Riddle doesn't flinch or scream, but he is taken aback. He slept well. With you?

You look so at peace when you're asleep. So serene, so still and calm. Did he look like this when he was sleeping with you too?

He held his breath as he heard you stir in your sleep. A wave of relief soon washed over him as you didn't wake from your slumber. He didn't want to get caught staring at you. That would've been embarrassing!

His eyes glance towards the clock on his nightstand.

Ah well... a few minutes wouldn't hurt. Riddle smiled contently and pressed a chaste kiss on your forehead before pulling the covers over the both of you, making sure you're both nice and snug. After all, there's no very important date to be late to.

Leona Kingscholar:

The botanical garden fostered the perfect environment for napping. There was the perfect amount of shade and sunlight for a certain lion to find a moment of solitude and solace.

A moment meaning an hour or two... or three. Leona preferred his naps long. Thirty minutes isn't enough to equate to a nap. Thirty minutes is only enough time to close his eyes and ponder some thoughts. It takes a lot for Leona to fall asleep. However, when he's out, he's out.

Still, he's not a heavy sleeper either. So how on earth did he find himself in this predicament? You clinging onto him like a monkey hugging a tree trunk...

Leona recounts what happened before he fell asleep. Or, at least, what he remembers before he fell asleep

You came to the garden looking for him and found him in his secret spot Then, you said something about another thing. And he said something witty. What was it again?

Oh yes. You said that napping on grass looked uncomfortable and in response, he pulled you into his arms. His eyes dart back to your sleeping figure. Heh, you sure did look comfortable

Azul Ashengrotto:

Azul jolted awake and gasped for air. A nightmare? He can't even remember what it was about. His hand snaked through his hair, aimlessly combing it in a soothing motion while his other hand found itself on top of his heart, feeling it race a thousand miles an hour

He inhaled and exhaled, trying to calm himself. It's just a dream. You're okay. Inhale. Ex- Wait a minute. He's not the only one breathing here

His stormy gray eyes travel to the source: you.

You who slept without a care in the world, somewhere far away. Seeing your face made any leftover shivers and chills dissipate. An angel, truly. Just one look at you and he's grounded. Everything is going to be alright.

Whatever Azul dreamt about earlier was just a dream, but you? You're a reality. Though he may believe that sometimes, being with you feels like a dream, you're real. You're real and you're with him.

That's all the matters. He knows that no matter what, you'll always be there to greet him the next time he opens his eyes.

And with that, Azul intertwines his fingers with yours and finds himself succumbing to his own drowsiness.

Kalim Al-Asim:

Sunlight seeped through Kalim's bedroom window. Jamil would usually wake him around this time, but it's the weekend so he was left undisturbed. Still, Kalim is used to being awake at this time and today was no different.

Well... there was something different- you. You were peacefully snoring by his side. Not full on snoring, but little kitten snoring. It was something he found adorable.

Here at NRC, his bed was a little lonely. Back home, he would sleep with his siblings all the time whether that be slumber parties in their rooms or letting them sleep with him for the night because of a bad dream. Kalim can't really do that here because most people in the dormitory tend to mind their own business and wouldn't dare to disturb him even if they had a bad dream. It was also one of those "too old for that kind of stuff" things

But at least Kalim knows you're comfortable with sharing the same bed as him

Is it because the bed is warmer? Or that you feel safer with him next to you? Is it him that feels safer? Perhaps the feeling is mutual...

Vil Schoenheit:

Waking up next to you is something Vil has to get used to. Sharing the same bed is a norm for most relationships- dating, marriage and whatnot. He shouldn't be so surprised... but he is. For some reason, he is.

Is it because you're one of the few people he truly trusts? Wholeheartedly? Or one of the few people who've seen his face without makeup and still think he's as beautiful as ever.

Or because you have this tendency to watch him when he sleeps and get extremely flustered when he catches you, telling you he's been awake the whole time?

When Vil wakes up before you, he takes some times to brush out the flyaways framing your face. He wants to take the time to admire you and your beauty as much as he can.

Then, he gently shakes you awake. Vil isn't one to snooze as he has a busy schedule and he wants to kiss you goodbye before his time is spent on other things

But even if he is busy, those first few moments in the morning with you mean the world to him

Idia Shroud:

Like Riddle, Idia doesn't share his bed much. Well, he used to share it with Ortho when they were little, but you know...

He's a very closed off person when it comes to touch despite being so touch-starved. It takes a lot for Idia to truly let someone in. He's alright at keeping things surface-level. But sleeping next to each other? That's another story.

The first time he ever woke up with you by his side, it felt like a weight was being lifted off of his shoulders. He felt... at home. It felt comfortable, safe and sound.

You breathing and being so close to him was enough to turn his hair red, but it also made him want to scream into his pillow. He can't do that though. That would wake you up.

Instead, Idia settles for pulling you closer, hugger you like a giant pillow. He wants to relish and savor this moment. He doesn't know if he can have something like this again if he lets go.

It's nice. This love thing you two have going on... Not that he would say that he's in love.

Malleus Draconia:

The fair folk don't require sleep like humans. They can sleep, but it's not necessary to sleep. It's more for recreation. Nevertheless, Malleus is allured by the concept of sleep.

What an honor and an absolute pleasure to have you, a human, to trust him enough to sleep with him.

When humans sleep, they're exposed to many external forces that could potentially harm them. Other people, the environment, and so many more things.

So when you fell asleep on his shoulder, his eyes widened. Tut, tut, child of man. Malleus worries for you. Have you been sleeping well? He's heard of some instances where humans fall asleep because they were too exhausted? It makes sense though. But for now, he'll keep you safe.

What he didn't expect was to fall asleep himself not long after. And surprisingly, you're still in a deep slumber when he's wide awake again.

Perhaps a new hobby of his is watching you sleep. Not in a creepy way, but he just finds it so fascinating. The way your lashes flutter, the way your body rises and falls to the rhythm of your breathing. The way your heart beats.

Humans are truly delicate creatures, but he supposes that's the beauty of them

MY HEART!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I love this so much. Damn you chenya for ruining the kiss scene. We getting a beach event soon with twisted wonderland and I hope poor riddle doesn’t get sunburnt in the event. Great job with this series, can’t wait for the other chapters

Blooming Red (Riddle x GN!Reader)

Content Warning: Mild angst (mentions of Riddle's mom), mild hurt/comfort

You jogged down the hallway, legs worn out from all the running you’d been doing. First it was to the small store at the hotel; when they didn’t have what you were looking for, you went to find one of your professors. You finally came upon Professor Crewel, who’d just returned from a breakfast outing. Once you explained to him the situation, you both quickly headed to his hotel suite, where he handed you the extra bottle he’d brought. After a quick thank you, you hurried back up the elevator to the top floor of the hotel. Now here you were, skidding to a stop before you knocked on the door at the end of the long hallway. 

Cater was the face to greet you as the door opened. “Oh good, you got it!” He stepped aside to let you in the room, then shut the door quickly before he followed after you. “Poor guy’s really pitiful right now. The ice has helped, but that aloe will do a lot better - hopefully.” 

You nodded as you two entered the bedroom of the hotel suite. The door was slightly ajar, so the first thing you saw before you entered was Trey sitting on the bed. He turned his head to look at the two of you as you came in, his smile a mix of fatigue and worry. “I’m sorry it took so long,” you said. “The shop didn’t have any aloe, and I didn’t want to go all the way down to Sam’s to get some. Thankfully I ran into Professor Crewel and he offered to give me some of his.” You held up the green bottle of aloe vera for Trey to see. 

“Thanks for getting it.” Trey glanced over at the closed bathroom door. “Riddle’s in there - I think the cold bath might be helping.” 

“How is he?” you asked, concerned for your friend. 

“As good as you can be when you’re sunburned that bad,” Trey replied with a sigh. “He’s never really been sunburned before, so it’s taking a worse toll on him than what’s normal. That, and he does have sensitive skin, so…” 

You didn’t have time to ask any questions before, since you were in such a hurry to fetch the little green bottle of salvation. You decided to get those questions out now before Riddle came back. “I thought Riddle was really adamant about reapplying sunscreen every hour or so? How could he have gotten sunburned if he’s that diligent?” 

“I’m not too sure,” Trey answered. 

“But we do have a theory,” Cater interjected. “Riddle actually forgot his sunscreen when we all went out to the pool yesterday. Deuce went back in to grab it.” 

“Did he get the wrong one?” 

“No, he got the right sunscreen,” Cater confirmed, “but he put it real close to mine. Our bottles are pretty similar looking, so Riddle might have grabbed mine by mistake when he went to reapply. We only stayed out for a few hours before it started to rain, so he would’ve only applied it twice.” 

“And he didn’t notice the difference between bottles?” To you, that sounded very unlike Riddle to not notice little details like that. 

“I mean,” Cater scratched the back of his ear as he chuckled, “he didn’t exactly have time to. Floyd was bugging him a lot.” 

“Oooh,” you uttered. That would make sense, you thought. If Riddle was trying to hurry up and apply some and then get away from Floyd, he wouldn’t have spared a glance at the bottle. Since he and Cater’s sunscreens were so similar, he could have easily mistaken one for the other.

Just then, the bathroom door opened. The pitiful sight of Riddle as he stepped through the doorway made your heart ache. His skin was beet red, a direct copy of his hair. The burn stretched over parts of his shoulders, arms, chest, and back. The back was the worst overall, with almost every inch being covered in the sunburn. Somehow, Riddle’s legs had been spared from the sun’s damaging rays. He was clothed in some simple shorts; you watched as he winced as he tried to dry his hair with the cotton bath towel in his hands. 

“Is your scalp burnt, too?” Trey asked, so gently it almost sounded like he was speaking to a child.

“Possibly,” Riddle mumbled. He was clearly embarrassed - you could tell by the pink of his cheeks, which you knew were not sunburned. Trey motioned him to come over, and Riddle did so without argument. Riddle bent his head down so Trey could see his scalp. Trey flinched as Riddle winced when he traced his fingertips over the redhead’s scalp. “Ah!” 

“Sorry!” Trey guided Riddle to sit on the bed next to him, where he continued to examine his scalp, touches featherlike and cautious. “Mmn…” Trey mumbled under his breath as he stood. “Yeah, you’re sunburnt there too.” That sad smile returned to Trey’s lips as Riddle’s head tilted downwards in shame. “But it’s not as bad as the others. It should heal a lot faster than the rest of you.” 

Riddle gave a small nod, though made no verbal reply. You wanted to comfort him, but didn’t know how. You were afraid anything you might say would only make him feel worse. As you were lost in your thoughts, Cater stepped forward and leaned on the bed. “You haven’t eaten today, have you, Riddle? Whatcha want? I’ll go get it from the lobby!”

Riddle thought it over for a moment, his tone level and almost monotone as he replied, “Two hard boiled eggs, a slice of toast with strawberry jam, and a fruit and granola yogurt bowl, if you wouldn’t mind.” 

“Aww, c’mon,” Cater cooed, “I know you want more than that. There’s no shame, y’know - you can cheat when you’re not feeling good.” 

Riddle was silent for a moment…then, his voice a bit shyer now, he mumbled, “And a few strawberry and creme crepes.” 

“Gotcha!” Cater pushed off the bed before he fixed his ponytail. “I’ll go down and get it.” He glanced over at Trey, “You coming? I know you haven’t eaten either.” 

Trey looked hesitant to follow, eyes flicking from Riddle to Cater in quick succession. Finally, you spoke up with a smile. “I’ll stay here with Riddle, you both go on. I know you must be hungry.” 

Trey hesitated for a moment longer, eyes glancing at the three of you for a few seconds. Then, with a sigh, he nodded. “Yeah, can’t take care of Riddle on an empty stomach. I’ll go with you.” 

“Kay-kay!” Cater turned and left out the bedroom door with a wave of his hand. “I’ll meet you out in the hall.” 

Trey pulled on his shoes and got up from the bed. He put a comforting hand over Riddle’s and gave him another smile as he said, “We’ll be back soon. Make sure to put that aloe on the sunburns, okay?” Riddle silently nodded - it seemed to be enough to put Trey at ease. As he passed you on his way out, he stopped to turn and ask, “You want anything? I know you likely haven’t eaten either.”

“Um…” No you hadn’t eaten. The moment you’d heard Riddle’s cries of pain, plus the commotion Cater and Trey had been in, you’d dashed in to help. All thoughts of food had been cast from your mind, along with your plans to eat with Ace, Deuce, and Grim. Oh yeah, those three…you hadn’t even messaged them. Oops… “Just a sausage, egg, and cheese biscuit and some fruit is fine, thank you. Would you mind grabbing me and Riddle some juice, too?” 

“Yeah, I’ll get that,” Trey said as he adjusted his glasses. He then leaned down to whisper, “Make sure he gets all those sunburns covered, okay? They’re really bad.” 

“I will,” you whispered back. 

As Trey left, you turned back to Riddle, who hadn’t moved from the position on the bed. He delicately dried his hair, wincing every time he grazed over his scalp. You frowned - you wish there was more you could do for him. You glanced down at the bottle of aloe vera still in your hand…it didn’t hurt to ask. You approached Riddle and sat beside him. Before you could utter a word, Riddle spoke in a hushed, irritated tone. 

“I’m such an idiot,” he hissed. He glared daggers at the floor, slate colored eyes as sharp as knives. This time, it was not at someone else, but himself. “I should have been more cautious, attentive…”

“Everyone makes mistakes, Riddle,” you said softly. “Besides, Floyd was distracting you, right? It wasn’t like he was going to leave you to reapply in peace; honestly, I would have been in a hurry, too.” 

Riddle gave a small nod, but his expression was still harsh. There was no telling what was going through his head. To try and distract him, you held up the bottle and shook it a little as you smiled. “Would you like me to rub this on your back? I know it can be hard to reach.” 

Those sharp eyes softened a tad as they glimpsed over at you. The redhead forced a small smile as he nodded. “If you wouldn’t mind…” 

“I don’t mind at all.” You climbed back on the bed and positioned yourself behind him on your knees. You softly brushed his red locks away from his neck, so they wouldn’t get drenched in aloe. You popped the cap of the bottle open and squeezed some of the moisture into your hand, then gently brought it to his back. 

You jumped as Riddle, too, jumped and let out a yelp. “Cold!” 

“Sorry, sorry!” You hoped he didn’t hear the laugh you stifled from his reaction. “I should have warned you.” You slowly began to rub the aloe over his red back. “Does it feel nice, though?” 

As you spread the mixture upwards to his neck, Riddle let out a sigh. “Y-Yes, thank you.” 

“Mhm,” you hummed as you continued to work. 

Just as you covered half his back in the translucent liquid, Riddle grumbled something to himself. It was obvious he hadn’t meant for you to hear, but you did anyway. “Mother would have my head for this.” His arms crossed over his stomach as he hung his head in shame. “This is why she doesn’t believe I can be independent.” 

Your mom can shove it. 

Riddle’s head reeled around to stare back at you, mouth hung agape in shock, eyes now wide open. Oh no…had you said that out loud. You supposed you had with that kind of reaction. Well, no point to hide it now. You locked eyes with him as you paused your application of the aloe. “I’m serious. If she would yell at you for such a small mistake, call you incompetent, she has a problem. No one is perfect, Riddle; there’s no telling how many mistakes she’s made in the past.” 

“I’ve never seen her make any,” Riddle muttered as he started to shrink into himself at the thought of her. “She seeks perfection in everything she, I…everyone around her does. Where would she make a mistake…?” 

“I can name one.” Riddle lifted his head to meet your eye again. You meant every word that came out of your mouth next. “She makes a mistake every day she doubts, tries to put down, the amazing person you are, Riddle.” 

Riddle simply stared at you for a few moments, expression one of shock. You could see him process your words, as though they were hard to believe. They might be to him…you felt a little pang of anger simmer inside you at the thought of all his mother had done to him, all the doubt she filled him with. Riddle was a wonderful person, despite his flaws and mistakes. Who did she think she was to-?!

“Hahahahaha!” You were startled when Riddle suddenly began to laugh. He now smiled from ear to ear, tears pricking the corners of his eyes as his hand came to cover his mouth. When his eyes opened again, he noticed your puzzled expression. “I’m - I’m sorry,” he said between laughs. “I just…I’ve never heard someone speak of my mother so.” Riddle let out a deep exhale as he began to calm down from his fit. 

“I cannot imagine how mother would be if she heard you say such things.” 

“Honestly, I don’t care,” you said, no hesitation. “If she can’t take the truth, she shouldn’t be such a…” You stopped yourself for how Riddle might feel of you calling his mother a bitch. 

“I admit, I’m…conflicted by the statement.” Riddle scooted over on the bed and turned around so he could face you directly. “A part of me wants to defend her, but the other…it’s a strange feeling.” 

“It’s called rebellion.” You smiled at him as you sat the bottle of aloe on the bedside table. “Taking your life in your own hands. I know you likely hold love for your mother, but…I just want to see you happy, Riddle - free to be you.” 

In that moment, that was the softest look Riddle had ever given you. His smile, the look in those gray orbs, made your heart flutter. “Thank you…I truly mean that. I’m…” He seemed to grow shy again as his eyes flicked down to gaze at the bed. “...I’m happy you see me that way.” 

“I always will, Riddle.” You leaned a little closer to him to try and get him to look you in the eye again. “I love seeing you happy.” 

You weren’t sure why you did it, but you did: you kissed Riddle’s cheek. Riddle froze as your lips came into contact with his now reddened cheek, and you froze shortly after you realized what you’d done. You stared at each other wide eyed, as though searching for what to do, what to say. Riddle was the first to move, shifting in his spot as he straightened his posture and locked his gaze with yours again. I tension seemed to rise between you two, though it wasn’t scary at all. It was soft, warm…very inviting. Before you knew it, Riddle’s lips were inches from yours. 

As your eyelids slipped closed in anticipation, Riddle whispered under his breath. “Rosebud…”

Suddenly, a surprised, almost violent gasp rattled from his throat as he jerked. As you opened your eyes to see what was wrong, you saw Riddle’s body was now rigid, back arched as though trying to get away from something. “What is it?!” you asked, nearly in a panic. 

“S-Something touched my back!” Riddle replied as he turned his head this way and that as he tried to find what brushed him. 

Just then, a near manic giggle sounded from the edge of the bed. As your heads whipped around to look in that direction, you saw there was a new indentation in the bed - as though someone were sitting there. Slowly, a floating head faded into reality, a familiar cheshire grin upon its face. 

“I heard mew got a lil too crispy in the sun,” Che’nya mused. “I came to come cheer mew up with sweets,” he wiggled his eyebrows, “but it seems I interrupted something~” 

“N-Nothing!” Riddle quickly regained his composure after that outburst, although clumsily. “We…we were just talking, Che’nya. [Y/n] was helping me apply the aloe vera to my burns.” 

“Mhmm~” Che’nya’s smile was now a catlike smirk. “Mewr they gonna kiss them better, too?” 

“T-That’s-!” 

Before Riddle could respond fully, the bedroom door opened. “Food’s here!” Cater cheered as he stepped through the doorway, Trey right behind him. Once they beheld the sight before them, they stopped in their tracks. You could almost see question marks floating over their heads. “Uh…we interrupting something?” 

“Mmmaybe~” Che’nya nearly purred in delight at Riddle’s embarrassment. The beastman was now laid out on the bed on his stomach, hands folded under his chin as he continued to grin. He batted his eyelashes for good measure as he said, “Mew’re just in time to see the happy couple kiss~” 

“Che’nya, stop it!” Riddle demanded, face now stark red, a mix of embarrassment and frustration. “We were just-” 

“Dang, that fast?!” Cater laughed as he sat a plate of food on the bedside table beside Riddle. Trey, in turn, sat yours on the table beside you. “See, Riddle?” Cater winked, “I told you you could do it!~” 

“C-Cater, no!” Riddle frantically looked between the two of you as he held his hands in front of him. You saw that he had begun to sweat, too. “W-We were simply talking, that’s all!” 

“Seem pretty defensive about ‘just talking’,” Cater teased with a wiggle of his own eyebrows. You feared Riddle might explode, his face was so red, all the way to his ears. 

Before you could voice your confusion as to what Cater was talking about, Trey intervened. “Alright, guys, leave him alone.” He handed Riddle a small bottle of apple juice, with a familiar label you recognized. “Let him and [Y/n] eat.” Trey sat in a chair across from the bed, a plate of food you hadn’t seen before now in his lap. “I’m hungry, too.” Trey shot Cater look, almost like a warning, “You should eat, Cater.” 

Cater’s sighed as his fingers twist a strand of his hair. He looked defeated. “Yeah, yeah, I’m going.” Cater stepped out of the bedroom for a few seconds, then came back with his own plate. He glanced down at Che’nya as he passed by, “Sorry, we didn’t know you were coming, Che’nya. You want anything off mine?” 

“Nah, I’m good,” the cat replied with a swish of his tail. “I ate before I snuck over.” His head turned to look in your direction, that cheshire grin back in full force. “When will mew know, I wonder?~” 

“Know what?” you asked, your own bottle of apple juice in hand. 

“Che’nya.” You almost shivered at how hard Trey’s voice cut in, like a dad scolding his child. 

Che’nya held up his hands in a mock surrender, though he kept grinning at you and Riddle. It unnerved you a little, but you continued to eat. All the while, even as the five of you began to engage in conversation, you sometimes caught Riddle staring at you - but he would turn away and pretend nothing was amiss every time. What could be wrong…then you remembered you two had almost…

Just as heat began to creep onto your cheeks, there was a loud series of knocks at the front door. “[Y/n]?” Ace yelled out. “You good? Cater told us what happened; you couldn’t have texted us instead of just ditching without a word, y’know!” 

Riddle didn’t seem too thrilled at another three joining your little breakfast party…unfortunately, you weren’t of much help. All you could think about was the way he called you ‘Rosebud.’

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

I CAN’T STOP SCREAMING!!!!!!! Lord I give anything to see fanart of the reactions❤️❤️❤️❤️ Great Job @ceruleancattail , would love to see a part 2 and maybe part 3 😁

aaa could i get ace, riddle, and floyd where reader keep coming up behind them and kissing their neck?,, if not that's okay!!

Smooching their Neck

Ace x reader, Riddle x reader, Floyd x reader

Ace

The first time your lips brush against the nape of his neck, Ace's cheeks are flaring up.

A bright, lively scarlet.

Almost the same shade as the ribbon fluttering on his arm, even not more vibrant. Ace’s sharp tongue seems intent on twisting itself in knot after knot. His words come out in stutters, quaking like a sole leaf caught in the passion of a storm.

Caught in the passion of your love.

See, as much as Ace likes to think himself as the most suave, romantic Casanova to ever walk this earth, he’s remarkably susceptible to sudden shows of affection. Tease him back, and he folds faster then a hand of cards.

Ace is putty in your hands, truly. Apply some loving tender affection, and he’s melting into you. Just… don’t get too carried away with the teasing, alright?

Or else, Ace just might decide to have a little fun of his own.

“Oi ! What d’ya think you’re doing ? All cutesy-like, hiding behind my back like that… How about you come over here ?

Give me a real kiss, this time.”

Riddle

Riddle’s pretty similar to a traffic light.

Everything he feels is prominently displayed on his face. His anger, dark crimson spots on both of his cheeks, eyebrows scrunched together. Happiness, with all the tension just melting away from his face, a smile gracing his lips.

Embarrassment, with the back of his neck glowing red-hot. A scarlet blush spreads over most of his skin, blooming like wildflowers. The curve of your mouth, the plush of your lips, the careful, careful way you seem to press them right against the nape of his bare neck?

It’s heavenly, truly.

Unconsciously, Riddle finds himself leaning closer to you. Meeting your touches with sighs of relief, and little chuckles, as light as a rose’s petal.

Affection takes on a whole new meaning for Riddle, if you’re the one granting it.

“ Just what do you mean by… by this ? Affection?It wasn’t the most unpleasant feeling, actually….

Could… could you give me another ?”

Floyd

Floyd’s usually the one giving the surprises.

Once you’re too used to being the perpetrator, it’s quite easy to get complacent. Comfortable enough to let your guard down. Lo and behold, Floyd left himself unguarded around your lips.

His first reaction was honestly to freeze. Sitting there, spellbound. Processing whatever you’ve just done to the nape of his neck. It tingles, long after your lips left his skin.

A prickly sort of warmth, surging into his very bones. A comforting sensation… much like a treasured knitted sweater, yanked on during cold wintery days.

It’s a nice feeling, actually.

Floyd’s heart has gone all fluttery inside, thanks to you. What are you going to do to make up for that, shrimpy? An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, so they say.

It wouldn’t be fair for you to rile him up like this, and come out fully unscathed, right ? Floyd going to wrap you in his arms, and squeeze you all tight. You’re just so adorable !

“Ehh…. Just one kiss, shrimpy? How about another, hmmm?

Maybe on the lips this time?

AHHH ADORABLE RIDDLE🩷❤️🩷❤️🩷🥰🩷🥰❤️🩷❤️🥰❤️🩷❤️🥰❤️🩷❤️🥰❤️🩷❤️🥰 thank you so much for doing my request

Congrats on 300-400 followers❤️❤️ For the event could I request Moving In Together with Riddle please, thank u

God this is so late I am so so sorry...

(Pls reblog and leave a comment ❤)

🌺Moving In Together🌺

Riddle Rosehearts is a very particular person.

Now, he may have mellowed out over the years and is much a better at dealing with things not going as planned, but he still likes things to be a certain way.

For example, his idea of moving in with you was... well, a large house in a nice area that was perfect for the both of you, preferably with a large garden.

Unfortunately the both of you were still studying and Riddle cut contact with his mother, leaving you dependant on odd jobs- mainly at the Clover bakery- for financial support.

The best that could be scrounged together was a little apartment near the university you two were attending, one you were moving your things into right now.

Riddle sighed, grey eyes scanning the tiny dull apartment, still in the doorway with his suitcase in hand.

It was the same as when you first viewed it. Tiny and dull, stuffy. But it was ten times better than the other options you could afford.

"Don't look so defeated." You said suddenly, smiling at him. "All it needs is some plants, those small paintings we brought, maybe a little magic to liven up the wall colours and it will be much more lively. They even allowed you to keep Truffle and Crimson!"

You pointed at the cage sat on the small kitchen table, the two aforementioned questions snoozing in the corner of their little home.

Riddle smiled in return. You were always so positive. Always looking on the bright side of things. In doing so you never failed to brighten his life.

He waved his pen, letting the unpacked boxes float into the living room, and turned to you.

"You're right." He said, kissing you softly. "We'll make it work. I'm happy as long as I'm with you."

Truly, you made everything more bearable.

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A/N: I hope you enjoyed despite its shortness. Again I'm so sorry for the late response

Taking Care Of My Rose - Riddle Roseheart x Sick Fem Reader

Summary- You are suffering from an illness and are unable to attend class because of it. What you didn’t expect was your red haired boyfriend to take care of you

Tags: Riddle Roseheart x Reader, Fluff, Sick Reader, Romance, Riddle is such a gentleman, cute, taking care of sick reader, riddle and reader are a couple, Couples

Notes: Getting back into writing for Twisted Wonderland. Wanted to do a sick fanfic with the little red headed dorm leader cutie. Enjoy!

*RAMSHACKLE DORM*

“NYAHH! MINION! WHY DID YOU FORGET TO WAKE ME UP!?!?” A loud cry had awoken you from your slumber. Groggily waking up, you looked to see Grim, glaring at you from the floor, ears flaming with anger. Slowly getting up from the bed, you moved over to place your feet on the ground, looking at Grim, apologetically. "I'm sorry Grim. I'm getting up." The minute you said that and stood up from the bed, your vision went blurry and you felt your knees grow weak, causing you to collapse to the ground, earning a shocked cry from Grim. "AH! MINION! ARE YOU OKAY?" You heard the little patter of paws moving closer to you, Grim face peering at you with concern. Your vision was slowly coming back, but now you felt like it was 100 degrees right now and you began to shiver. Grim continue to eye you with concern, moving to place his paw hand against your head. "Your head is very warm."

You tried to get up from the ground, but there was no energy in your legs to move, thankfully the ramshackle ghosts flew in and helped you up, placing you back on to the bed. "Thank you." The ghosts gave a smile before disappearing. Placing a hand on your head, you felt the warmth radiating off on you, making you realize that you probably have come down with something. "I'm sorry Grim, It looks like your going to have to go to class without me today." You spoke to Grim, as he still looked worried. "I'll be okay Grim. Just let the teachers know that I'm sick okay?" Grim gave you a nod, and scattered away to the front door, leaving you alone.

You maneuvered your body to lay back against the bed, pulling the blanket back over yourself. Since you didn't have any meds at the moment, you were gonna have to sleep the sickness off, hoping that you had enough energy to head to Sam's to purchase some medicine. It would have been nice if Crowley provided you with some proper necessities when you first arrived in this world, but knowing how irresponsible he was, you expected him not to care. Heaving a sigh, your adjusted your head on the pillow, hoping you would be able to fall asleep.

**4 Hours Later**

A sudden softness was placed on your forehead, causing you to arouse from your sleep. Upon opening your eyes, your vision unblurred seeing a certain red headed person gazing at you. "Ah, you are awake." A regal voice spoke to you. It took you a minute to realize it was Riddle, the dorm leader of Heartslabyul, dressed in his school uniform, who was looking down above you, as you laid on your bed. Widening your eyes, you were surprised to see him here. "Oh Riddle! What are you doing here?" You lifted your body a bit off the bed, going from laying down to sitting on it. Riddle's usual stern eyes were gazing at you with softness, as continued to stand near your bed. "Grim had announced your sudden ailment to the whole class when he arrived. Professor Trein understood and made it aware to the other teachers as well after class. Trey and the others wanted to attend and see how you were doing, but I told them I would be the one to check on you and see how you were doing, as well as bring the assignments that you missed during class."

You smiled that your friends cared so much about you, and happy that Riddle had come to see you, but you knew this was a burden to him, since he had many duties he needed to perform at his dorm. "I'm happy you came to check on me, Riddle, but you can head back." Riddle's grayish blue eyes gave you a strict gaze, as he crossed his arms in front of his chest. "My duties at Heartslabyul can be postponed at the moment. Besides according to the Rule: 809- The queen must make sure all of her subjects are taking care of when sick." You giggled at that, telling Riddle he made that up. His cheeks had flared pink after you said that, head turned to the side in embarrassment, "A-and If I did, what of it?" Aww it was cute how much of a tsundere he was. "Riddle, you could have just said you were worried about me." Riddle froze at that, mouth opening and closing like a fish, before he heaved a sigh, looking a you with kind eyes and a soft smile. "I-I was worried for you."

His hand reached over and patted your head, before moving to place against your forehead again, checking your temperature. "Oh dear, you are burning up! When had you taken your medicine?" You had told Riddle, who hadn't taken anything, which caused him to widen his eyes in shock. "YOU HAVE BEEN HERE ALL BY YOURSELF AND HAD NOT TAKEN ANY FORM OF MEDICINE OR CONSUMED ANY FOOD OR DRINK?!?" His voice had reached a booming volume, causing you to wince. "I don't have any of that stuff in this dorm. Crowley doesn't provide me with enough Thaumarks to afford any of that stuff. I was hoping to rest a bit and then if I felt better, I would get something at Sams." Riddle wasn't upset at you, he was just more mad that you weren't getting proper care. He was, however, enraged with the headmage. He did offer to give you a place to stay, but to think he had neglected to give you enough funds and necessities to live at the dorm, had him fuming. If he was in front of him right now, he would Off With His Head.

Calming down, Riddle gazed at you apologetically, "I sincerely apologize for raising my voice. I am not angry with you, but you will not be able to heal the sickness that way." Riddle had risen from the chair, and started to make his way to out of your room. "I will go get the necessary supplements from Sam. It will only be a moment, so I instruct you to remain in bed. Understood?" Riddle had turned his head back to look at you, and you nodded at his statement before settling back down on the bed. As you watched him leave the room, your eyes grew heavy again and you drifted back to sleep.

**A Couple Minutes Later**

You woke up to the sounds of the door opening, and lifted you head to see Riddle had come back, carrying a tray. His hair was a bit unkept and his clothes looked a bit ruffled as he walked closer to you. Making his way towards you, he sat back down on the chair, and placed the tray on the nearby table. Grabbing the bowl from the tray, Riddle handed it to you. "I have prepared some tomato soup for you. It should be enough to fill you up and help with the sickness. After your done, I'll give you some medicine to take." The bowl in your hands was warm, and the broth was a very dark red, which warmed your heart. "I didn't know you could cook Riddle." You smiled back at Riddle, as his face flushed a bit. "I-it is my second attempt at preparing something like this. I had cooked for Trey when he was sick with Lilia-senpais help, but from what I have heard from Sebek and Silver, it was a dire mistake to have asked him, but Trey didn't complain and ate it all." Riddle face had drew into a soft smile, as he remembered that time he tended for the vice dorm lead. Your heart soared seeing Riddle like this, behind all that stern exterior and going by the rules attitude, he was a kind loving boy, who cared deeply for those he cared about.

Thanking Riddle for the soup, you grabbed the spoon and lifted it to your mouth, tasting it. You hummed at the pleasant taste, it wasn't overly amazing, but it wasn't bad either, it was simple, which warmed you greatly. "Its good." You saw Riddles shoulders untense, as his body relaxed, knowing now that the soup he made was satisfactory and not a disaster. After you had finished eating, you handed the bowl back to Riddle, as he placed it down, and then grabbed a glass of water, and some pills that were on the tray, "Here you go. This should help with the fever and body aches." Grabbing the medicine, you swallowed it and chase it down after with water. "Thank you." Riddle responded back with a nod, as he placed the glass back down, then grabbed a cooling pad and placed it on your forehead, causing you to giggle, causing Riddle to raise an eyebrow. "May I ask why you are laughing?" "Sorry..sorry. It's just seeing you like this. So different from how you usually are at your dorm" Riddle stilled at that, not expecting that response. Darting his head down, his hands began to twiddle, something he often detested when others did it. "My past was always rules, rules, rules, study, study, study......there was never a time for me to engage in other things or interact with others, except Trey and Chenya, but they were rare occurrences. The more I spend time with you, the more I discover new things and different sides to myself."

His eyes remained downcast, but his face held new resolution. This is the riddle you have grew the love, yet his bossy side was adorable too. "Well I like both sides of you, if you were wondering." Giving him a playful smile, Riddle couldn't hold back a laugh from seeing it on your face, returning your little flirt, with his trademark smirk, "Heh~ You're quite a bold one, aren't you, my rose." His fingers then raised to give your forehead a little flick, which only made you giggle more. "Come now, its time for you to get some rest. You won't be able to make a full recovery like this." His fingers pointed to the pillow on your bed, instructing you to lay down, which you did. Settling yourself against on the bed, you turned to your side to gaze at Riddle. "Will you stay by my side until I fall asleep?" Riddle smiled kindly back at you, moving closer from where he was seated, giving your forehead a soft kiss. "I will." Leaning back, Riddle started to hum a soft melody for you, helping you to fall back asleep. After a few minutes, your eyes had shut, and your breathing had slowed. His gray eyes remained locked on you, admiring how soft you looked when asleep. Getting up from the chair, Riddle was ready to depart from you, making a mental note to remind himself to check on you again later. As he made his way towards the door, he turned back around, peering at you one more time. "Sweet dreams, my rose."

-END-

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Fly With Me!🌹 - Riddle Rosehearts Bloom Birthday x Fem Reader

❥Summary: It's August 24th! Which means its the adorable red headed dorm leaders birthday today. What will your gift be?

❥Tags: Bloom birthday, riddle rosehearts birthday, riddle roseheart x female reader, riddle roseheart is such a kawaii tsundere, twst x reader, riddle and reader are a couple.

❥Notes: I had to make a riddle x fem reader birthday fic for him, I couldn't resist! Enjoy!!

*Afternoon-Heartslabyul Dorm*

"RIDDDLLEEEEEEEE!" Yelling out his name, you ran towards the birthday venue of Heartslabyul dorm. Riddle had turned around quickly, as widen as he saw you barreling towards him, arms wide open. "Y/N! What are you-oopmh" Riddle's words were cut off as your arms engulfed him in a hug. Riddle remained frozen at the sudden hug, especially with how fast you came at him, it sent his mind spiraling. Once he was able to get his thoughts in order, he arched his head to look at you, eyes a bit strict. "How many times have I told you, no running in the halls. Are you so eager to earn a collar on your neck?" You gave a laugh and slowly loosened the hug, moving your hands to his shoulder. "Hey hey, I was running to give my boyfriend a birthday hug. Unless you didn't like it?" Your eyes turned sad, causing Riddle to panic. "N-no I didn't disapprove of the hug. J-Just warn me next time. I'm not very accustom to it." A smile returned to your face, and you pulled Riddle back into a hug, rocking him a bit, causing him to chuckle. "Okay okay. Oh, by the way, Happy birthday!" You sang it out, earning another chuckle from Riddle. "Thank you!"

Removing yourself from the hug, your eyes scanned Riddles outfit, amazed by the design. "Wow, that looks really good on you. Reminds me of something I saw in a book once." Riddle stepped back a bit, and motion his eyes down to look at his mage robe, before turning back to you with a soft smile. "It was traditionally worn in the past by well known mages. I remember seeing them in history books in Treins class. I recall in the past I wish to wear something like this." Riddle kept smoothing over certain parts of the robe, wanting to make sure it was pristine. Giving a chuckle, you moved closer and fixed the wizard hat on his head, making sure it was straight. "Well you are finally wearing it now, and it really suits you." Riddles face had turned a reddish color, but it wasn't due to anger, he was embarrassed. "S-stop with the teasing remarks please." His eyes continued to gaze down at the floor, clearly shy. "I'm not teasing you Riddle, I meant it." His eyes went back to look at you, observing for any mischief in them, and he found none. Calming down, his face adorned a smile once again, "I see, then I thank you for the compliment." You responded with a nod of your head.

"Ahem, now then, as per Heartslabyul tradition, it is required that a gift be presented to the Queen. Have you prepared your gift for me?" He postured his body like he always did, one hand placed on his hip, lips moved up into his signature smirk. Oh yeah! His Present! Remembering your gift, you left the room for a bit and came back, with a large gift box, covered in red gift wrapping and white ribbons. "Here is your present Riddle. I hope you like it." Placing the box in his hand, Riddle's eyes widen at the massiveness of the gift. He was fine with anything you gave him honestly, he just hoped you didn't waste a lot of money on it, as he knew you weren't given many funds from Crowley. Opening the box, Riddle let out a small gasp at what he saw. Inside the box was a well crafted tea cup set, shaped as strawberries.

The other item inside the box, was a rectangular shaped wrapped gift, it was covered in stickers as well as certain stationary items.

"Um, what is this?" Riddle lifted the object up, eyes filled with curiosity. You let out a chuckle, pointing to the object with your finger. "That is a common trend from my world called "Blind date with a book" where a person takes a random book and covers it up preventing the person who got it to see what it is, making it a surprise for the reader. Basically like a blind date by with a book. Some are done simple, and others are placed with more items. I made this one special for you and I added stickers, bookmarks, and a tea bag for you to enjoy when you read." Riddle listened to your explanation, eyes sparkling with excitement even more. He examined the item closely, admiring how well made it was. He could tell you had put a lot of time and effort into setting this up.

Setting the box down somewhere, Riddle turned back to you, eyes closed, giving you his sweet kind smile. "Thank you for the present, my rose. I can't wait to see what book you have chosen for me to read, and also use that cup set for the next Unbirthday party." Blushing, you looked down, rubbing your neck with your hand. "I hope you liked what I picked. I have only seen you read the school books, so I wasn't sure what your preferred genre was, but I think you will enjoy it." As your eyes turned back towards Riddle, you noticed the large broom that was decorated with a multitude of red flowers behind him, "Oh what is that?" Motioning his head to where you were looking, Riddle walked over and picked up the broom, holding it in front of you. "Oh this is the broomquet that was given to me by Vil-sempai. I had just flown it around the school a little while ago" Walking over, you touch the little flowers on the broom, admiring the soft petals. "As always, Vil has good taste. Sucks that I missed you flying around though."

Riddle's eyes continued to gaze at you, heart aching at your disappointed face. An idea came into his mind, and he gave you a soft smile. "Wanna fly with me?" Surprised at what he said, you stared at Riddle, not expecting him to say that to you. "On the broom? B-both me and you?" Smirking at your reaction, Riddle leaned in closer towards you, "Oya, your cheeks are very red, my rose." Glaring at riddle, you pushed him back a bit, telling him to stop teasing you, earning a small chuckle from him. "Well, do you want to?" Riddle eyes were serious, indicating that he really wanted an answer. You gave him a nod to his question, face still red. Riddle smiled, grabbing your hand with one while holding the broomquet with the other.

*Outside Night Raven College*

The both of you had ventured out of Heartslabyul and exited out of Night Raven College, towards the sports field, where the flight lessons took place. Riddle had positioned the broom, in between his legs, sliding to the front. Once he was settle, he turned around facing you, handing extending out for you to grab. Nervous, you slowly grabbed his hand, as you flung your leg on the other side, positioning yourself the same as Riddle. "If you are frighten, you may wrap your arms around me." The minute Riddle said that, your hands had wrapped around his middle torso, face pushed into his back, excited yet scared at the same time. His body stiffened a bit, but he quickly relaxed, getting comfortable with your arms around him. Hearing him take a breath, you felt his magic swirling around the broom, levitating the both of you off the ground. Pretty soon the both of you were high up, the ground becoming further and further away.

Your head still remained in Riddles back, but you slowly began to peak every once in a while to see. The view was spectacular, the sky was painted a sky blue changing into a peach orange, and the clouds were a mix of yellow and pink. "Wow!" You couldn't look away from the sight, placing your cheek against Riddle. "It truly is a beautiful view." Riddle turned a bit to look at you, kind smile on his face as he turned back to continue flying the broom. "So why did you want to go flying with me so badly?" Tilting your head in curosity, you waited for Riddle to respond to you. He remained silent for a minute, before turning back saying there was no reason for suggesting it. "Come on Riddle. Spill." Hearing him give a sigh, he stopped flying for a second, turning his head to face you. "In my hometown, there is well known ranch that is quite popular. They are known for their amazing looking desserts. Cater was kind enough to bring it to my attention about the new tarts they are selling and I wanted to go and try them." His cheeks were pinkish the more he explained it to you, causing your heart to soar. "You, Riddle Roseheart, want to leave school, fly all the way to your hometown to go eat some amazing desserts, with me? Who are you and what have you done with my Riddle?" You place one of your hands on Riddle's cheek, giving it a little pinch.

A bit annoyed, Riddle moved his head, causing your hands to leave his cheek. "I am still myself. Besides, it is still my birthday, and according to the Queen of Hearts Rules, you can eat whatever you like on your birthday, so I'm not breaking any rules, technically." You laughed at him, ahh he was still your Riddle, rule follower to the max as always. Hugging him closer to you, you place a kiss on his cheek, before setting your head on his shoulder. "Well? What are we waiting for? Lets go!" Riddle turned soft at your little show of affection, giving you a soft smile, before turning back to continue flying. "With pleasure!" The broom started to move again, going up in over in a little loop de loop, then continuing to fly towards your destination.

-FIN-

P.S

YESSSSSSSSS I GOT HIS BIRTHDAY BLOOM CARD AFTER I FINISHED WRITING THIS!!! LETS GO!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Okay so I didn’t really think that people would like the scenario that I wrote about malleus and yuu so I was thinking that I maybe I could start writing headcanons and little scenarios oh and I could maybe write a part two for the scenario and I could let y’all decide if y’all want it to end in angst or fluff but anyways here are some of the fandoms I could write for and maybe later on I will write for more fandoms

Twisted wonderland

Obey me

Haikyuu

Tokio hotel

Slashers

Creepypastas

Assasination classroom

Demon slayer

Genshin impact

Avengers

Dc

Anyways pleaseeee send stuff that I can write for don’t be shy 😁

𝓳𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓾𝓷. 𝓼𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓶.

✿ summary: after eating strawberry scones and maybe a bit more than a little snow, riddle won't let you leave

✿ ft. riddle rosehearts

you hadn't expected it. you really should have, but you didn't.

the perfectly cut grass along with those pops of red in heartsabyul had been draped in a pristine white layer of snow. the once almost postcard blue sky transformed into a muted gray hue. soft mummers of the wind now were hidden with a biting nip. tiny snowflakes began to multiply, swirling and twirling in the wind. the atmosphere began to shift into a flurry of snow. 

voices yelled to get back inside once the wind kicked up. 

you had followed the dorm leader inside the half eaten strawberry stones left to fly with the wind or be suffocated by the mounting layers of pristine powder.

now, after being stuck in his cozy room, it didn't seem so bad to be stuck here. who knew it was against the queen's rules to get out in the snow thirty minutes after eating a strawberry scone?

was it even coming down that hard? maybe the snow could go up to your knees, but grim needed you back at ramshackle. he did have the ghosts, and you had, well, riddle, overbearing as ever. he passed back and forth in his room, hand on his chin, muttering something under his breath. his eyes would occasionally glance your way before immediately diverting to the floor.

you were lucky enough to find yourself on his bed, blankets and duvet draped around your form keeping you warm, a nice contrast to the freezing blizzard coming down outside.

"aren't you cold, riddle?" you asked the boy who momentarily paused, his shoulders tense in the chilly air.

"no, don't be ridiculous," he almost responded too quickly, but there was a subtle shiver beneath his confident tone.

“riddle.”

“i told you, im fine.” he snapped before a high pitch sneeze erupted out of him, leaving him frozen in a moment of vulnerability.

“sure.” you looked at him, a playful glint in your eyes. “just join me.” you tell him and pat a spot next to you, the soft noise nustling into his ears. 

he looked at you, obviously thinking it over. yes he was cold, very cold and you were warm. you were also a friend. a friend he cared about a lot. what if he embarrassed himself? what would his mother say?

riddle hesitated for a moment, his expression softening before he reluctantly moved to sit beside you, not before peeling off his gloves, heels and cloak, seeking the warmth both from your words and the shared space. bed dipping the air between you held a subtle tension, a mixture of the biting cold and an unspoken connection.

opening your am with a blanket you wordlessly invited him closer to you. shoulders brushing until nudging and then finally touching, no space in between the two of you. you wrapped the blanket to his shoulder. 

“what are you doing?” he snapped back, his shoulders tense as he resisted the urge to yank the blanket off.

“keeping you warm,” you said calmly, unaffected by his abrupt response. you rested your head on his shoulder and closed your eyes, a sigh escaping you as you allowed yourself to relax. he inhaled quickly, his posture stiff and straight as always.

you opened your eyes and looked into the red head's. “you can relax, you know.”

“i am relaxed.” he retorted, but his words contradicted the truth. his fingers fidgeted, his posture remained tense, and everything about him screamed awkwardness. despite his efforts to maintain composure, the vulnerability beneath the surface was palpable, like a tightly wound coil just waiting to unravel. the air held a quiet tension, a delicate balance between his resistance and your gentle persistence in breaking down the walls he had built around himself.

"right," you couldn't help but let out a laugh, though a subtle tightness settled in your chest. was he even trying to warm up to you? the fact that he didn't force you to be in the same room as ace or deuce right now suggested some level of care, but maybe not enough to share such an intimate moment with you.

riddle caught on to your feelings, your face not doing much to hide them. gradually, he slid his hand over towards yours, bit by bit. perhaps, in his own way, he was opening up to you. his frostbitten hands latched onto yours, seeking warmth from the cold.

you flinched, and riddle almost immediately shot his hand back towards his lap, muttering a quick apology. his face turned as red as the once red roses outside. how could he be so stupid, reaching out to grab your hand like that? he should have known better. it felt like an invasion of space, a potential disrespect. what would his mother say? he was practically taking advantage of y-

his wild thoughts dwindled away like sugar in water when your hand touched his own, grasping it and squeezing it. the feeling of warmth shot up his arm to his body and then his heart. he couldn't even think of anything; his mind went blanker than ever before. all his problems melted away, his heart beating like he had just flunked a test, but this was a different kind of beating- stressful, yet strangely comforting. it felt fuzzy, even with all the emotions going on in his head.

even with this new feeling, he didn't want to think about it. he didn't want to take away from this warmth. he wanted to relax, to take it in, as if this moment was a sanctuary from the chaos of the outside world.

as the two of you sat there, hands intertwined, a soft silence enveloped the room. riddle's initial tension began to subside, replaced by a sense of calm that neither of you had anticipated.

you could sense a subtle shift in riddle's demeanor. the rigid walls he usually kept up seemed to soften, and he let out a deep breath, as if releasing pent-up stress. 

riddle stole a glance at you, his crimson eyes meeting yours with a mix of vulnerability and gratitude. for a moment, the weight of expectations, responsibilities, and the troubles that usually plagued him seemed to fade away. it was just the two of you.

even when you woke up the next day, snow melting into water, your hands were still intertwined.

How to win a heart of Riddle Rosehearts?

1. Fail an exam.

You stared in horror at the paper sir Train just handed to you.

The big, red mark was nothing but visible and disturbing, like the hard to swallow nut in a fluffy cheesecake. A low score like that could bring death to anyone who cared for their grades.

„Uh-oh,” Cater gasped slightly, shifting his gaze from the grade on your test to your frowning expression. Even he felt the distaste and pressure of getting only a few points, but the thing that terrified you both—and eachas the Hearslabyul's people—the most, was a dorm leader who was capable of murder; the harsh one in case of lowering Heartslabyul average. „So, what are you going to do about Riddle?”

You couldn't help but sigh at his question.

„I just need to get rid of the evidence,” you answered, squishing the test in your hands. Then you threw the paper into the trash—or at least you thought that you threw it correctly, not wanting to look at the test ever again—and quickly started to pack your books, ready to take your leave and stop thinking about the failed exam.

At the same moment, the infamous redhead walked into the room, catching the moment when you threw the paper away. He picked it up from the floor, sighing, and went to bin it properly. If it wasn't only for the Train's red marker, which caught Riddle's attention, maybe you would still be safe and sound.

Cater gave you a side nudge, with a slight but jerky movement of his head pointing towards the door. The look he gave you mirrored what happened behind you. You didn't have to turn around to know who is there, what are they doing and what will happen.

„He found you,” Cater whispered, halfly trying to make his voice dramatic. It didn't help to keep your breath calm, as Riddle slowly turned your way and started walking towards you.

Even without Cater's attempt, it was dramatic enough already.

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2. Survive one—hour lecture.

After giving you a lecture Riddle would give up... your last moments of freedom.

“[Name]!” his voice echoed through the halls, followed by the taps of his hills against the tiles. You could swear it sounded like the ticking of the clock, counting down to execution. Your execution. And the executioner was quicker than you imagined, despite you fastening your pace. “Wait, you! How dare you skip the preparations for the unbirthday party!?”

You halted, mentally scolding yourself for forgetting. You smiled awkwardly, maladroitly turning to the dorm leader. “Sorry... I... was studying for the exam. You know, dorm leader, your words really motivated me to study.”

Perhaps Riddle heard these words many times as an excuse because he looked even more irritated.

“Ha! Studying the same way you got your last grade?” he asked, his voice showing off something you could (poetically) describe as a 'cold amusement' that gave you a shiver. Before you could even reply, the annoyance in his gaze returned. “I am not letting you off this time, [Name]. You need to re-do that exam. And you can't neglect your duties.”

“Yes, yes, I understand,” you nodded at his words, something in your stomach started to twist. Now you felt nothing but discomfort when Riddle glanced at you.

So cold.

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3. Don't underestimate him.

“[Name], like, what can he do?” your classmate commented, taking another cookie from your plate. They were Scarabia student and were supposed to help you with revising your notes, however, when you put the cookies on the table, nothing and no one could get more attention from them than these sweets. “Only magic is making him scarier than he actually is.”

“Oh, stop,” you quieted them. “You know nothing about our dorm leader.”

They shrugged but tried to read your thoughts from your face. You winced playfully at that and got a loud 'tch' back. “Well, I know that he is giving you a hard time with keeping your grades high. Isn't he forcing you to study even if that was the only test you failed? Duh, you have great grades! You even helped me with retaking my test!”

You smiled softly at their words. It was kind of unfair. But you also knew that people much more consider other's flaws rather than flaws. In NRC everyone knew that and daily used that judging system.

“Hah...” you breathed out. “I know it is wrong, judging someone for just one thing. But, you know, even if I don't like studying when someone tells me to do so, maybe I will be able to improve my grades that way? Maybe dorm leader has good intentions... or something.”

“Keep telling yourself that, keep telling,” your friend laughed your response off, waving their hand at you.

That laugh, even if they were laughing at you more than with you, cheered you up somehow. Another mystery of Scarabia students: their laugh was infectious.

“Whatever. I am going to retake the exam and show Riddle that I am capable of writing my exam right. I will get a better grade than him!”

Little did you know that Riddle himself heard your declaration. It wasn't that hard to hear each conversation in an almost empty library.

He, just a bookshelf away, where there weren't any walls or soundproof barriers, could overhear the whole meeting. He couldn't help but smile. He also couldn't tell why. Something between amazement and proudness pierced his body.

Having a rival in a field he is excellent at? And increasing dorm status at the same time?

He couldn't wear the smile on his face off.

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4. Bribe him with strawberries 🍓

“Dorm leader, could I not participate in today's croquet?”

Riddle lifted his chin, tearing his gaze away from data, he got from Crowley at today's meeting. Some lines were already underlined with markers and completed with bright red notes Riddle scribbled.

“And why is that, [Name]?” he asked, shifting his whole attention to you. You could feel its weight on your muscles, which stiffened in few seconds. He used a type of tone that almost made you take back your question. Almost, since you bit the back of your cheek and loudly swallowed saliva before answering.

“My friend asked me for help and I already told them I will be there... I may bring some strawberries later,” your left hand wrapped around your wrist, and started playing with the sleeve's fabric. You fidgeted in the result. Oh lord, where you should put your hands? Were they always there?

Riddle looked at you carefully, and the silence between you two during a while that you almost didn't expect the answer from him.“...Is that a bribe? The part with strawberries.”

You widened your eyes at the question, but also a smile appeared on your face. You did your best not to show how his input lightened you up. However, your muscles relaxed visibly.

“Yeah, that's one of my tactics to take over the world,” you replied sarcastically, allowing yourself to make that joke. Riddle didn't question nor disapproved your answer but nodded in—false, you assumed from the too theatrical expression on his face—acknowledgement.

“Well then. You may go.”

“Thank you, dorm leader!” You bowed. It was hard to believe that it wasn't a dream and Riddle loosened. You could only suppose that the overblot event sometimes had its breakthrough points. Or Riddle was trying to master the modern humour. “I will bring you as many strawberries I can carry!”

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5. Remember few random rules.

“Don't you dare drink that!” Riddle warned you in a loud cautionary tone that made you spin around. You didn't even notice that he was in the kitchen until he spoke up. You also hoped for no one to notice you, preparing yourself a night snack. Now, you weren't sure what's worse—if your roommates nagged you to share your food with them or meeting the dorm leader here.

Cater, who was searching for popular drink recipes, while sitting next to you, was already one person too much in this kitchen.

“What?” you muttered the question, and the dorm leader gave you a lopsided look while pursing his lips and frowning.

“Rule 256 says you cannot drink lemonade honey past 8 pm,” he recited, accenting with devotion every word. He still gave you an unimpressed look. “And what are you holding in your hands? Lemonade.”

“And rule 622 says that you must drink something citrusy at the weekend,” you answered quickly, curious for Riddle's reaction. That Heartslabyl law was one of the few rules you remembered past the first hundred—at least you hoped you knew that much. One time you just browsed through the list of all rules. And you (accidentally) memorised that one. “And we still haven't drunk anything like that.”

Knowing the rules that included food was usually a life-saving knowledge if someone liked to eat. You did.

Riddle raised his eyebrow, as Cater for once lifted his eyes from the phone. A weak smile, forming as the surprise sank in, appeared on the dorm leader's mouth. “Oh? I am surprised you remember that rule.”

You struggled with a reply. “Of.. of course, I do. I am Hearslabyul student, am I not?”

Riddle only nodded silently. Once again he looked at you, at drinks, and Cater, before he turned his back to you and walked away, saying 'goodnight' to you two. After placing two cups of lemonade on the table, you finally sat down next to Cater.

He flashed you a grateful smile that quickly turned into a smug.

“You totally remember all the rules, [Name]-chan. With like 50 gaps between every one you remember,” he said after tasting his drink. It wasn't sweet at all. Much more, it was sour and refreshing and cold and that was the thing which lured Cater to pick that recipe.

You kicked him lightly under the table, receiving a small chuckle in return. “Sheesh, I tried to look good... Be thankful for having a lemonade.”

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6. Teach yourself how to brew tea.

“Dorm leader! Would you like some tea?”

Riddle stiffened for a second, his eyes aimed at you as his gaze travelled from you to the teapot. He was on his way to check the condition of the roses and didn't expect anyone to be here. It wasn't rare for to somebody having tea on their own when they feel like it, but, nevertheless, Riddle still was surprised. Pleasantly surprised.

“Can you brew it well?” There was some genuine curiosity in his voice as he walked to the table. “I haven't seen you making tea at all.”

“I practised it especially for you! And also, it will help me to stay awake... I hope!” You gestured to the pile of books and notes stacked next to you. Riddle recognized not only your handwriting; he guessed that you probably asked some people for their notes. That was a good tactic, since people while listening to lectures note different things. “You can see how hardworking student Hearslabyul has!”

Riddle only gave you a smile in response. He took an empty seat at your left, and you poured him a cup of black tea, which he didn't drink until it cooled. The pleasant silence interrupted by the occasional twitter of the birds and rustling in the bushes was stretching between you two before he lifted the teacup to his mouth and started speaking again.

“Hey, [Name]... Would you mind if I asked you to stop calling me by a title..?” That was a question that lingered in his mind for some weeks. And even with many good moments during these weeks, he chose the one when he took you by surprise. If you were drinking tea at the moment, you would surely choke on it.

You answered as quickly as the first shock sank in. “...So by name then? Wait, what was your name again, dorm leader...” You theatrically pressed your hand to a forehead, as if trying to recall his name. And perhaps you were a good actor because his whole body tensed. “I am joking, I swear!”

The sudden burst of steam from the kettle distracted your attention.

You refilled his cup. “Well, here is your tea, Riddle.”

“Thank you... [Name].”

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7. Feed flamingos while wearing pink.

Cater sometimes could be too harsh when it came to you wearing something “outdated”—out of actual trends that changed once a month—but if you ever needed any fashion tip or piece of clothing to complete your outfit, he would always be there.

“Isn't that Cater's jersey?” Riddle pointed out, seeing you in a very oversized, pink sweatshirt with dark, printed letters 'TWISTED AND WONDERFUL'. It was stylishly oversized for Cater, but on you, it just looked... too big. You had to pull your sleeves up once every three minutes, and you surely were frustrated, since feeding flamingos without making any mess was near impossible.

“It is,” you shrugged, dusting your hands off. “I couldn't find any of my pink clothes, so I borrowed them from him.”

Riddle nodded slightly, his slate grey eyes wandering to your hands, wet and with sticky animal food remnants. He reached into his pocket and took out the handkerchief he handed you. You welcomed it with gratitude and relief.

“Be careful not to dirty it, or he will be complaining all the day about it.”

You gave him a cheeky smile.

“Then next time you need to give me pink clothes,” you stated, watching as Riddle stands a little bit straighter. “Or will you grumble too?”

“I- I won't,” he replied quickly. If he was able to take his mind of thoughts of borrowing you his clothes, he would glare at you with a gaze that both electrified people and stuck them to the ground. But he wasn't able to look up at you, as he turned around to leave. “Anyway, don't be late for classes, [Name]..!”

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8. Play chess.

You re-did your exam. And after studying the notes and textbooks for so long, you were happy that you had the light feeling blooming in your chest when you exited the classroom.

And, as the feeling predicted, it was a great score. 98 points out of 100. Sadly, Riddle didn't make any mistake on that test, so you couldn't celebrate as much as you wish to.

“Checkmate,” Riddle moved his chess piece, white knight, and trapped your king without a way to escape. The dark king on your side magically keeled over, indicating Riddle's victory.

You sighed, as all pieces themselves started to return to their original places. The dorm leader's win wasn't a big surprise. He was known for being good at chess since some rules required him to practice it at weekends. Second, whenever you thought you made a good move with your piece, Riddle's move proved to you that you could have done better.

You sighed again, and Riddle didn't pay any attention. He got used to your sighing whenever it was his turn. “Don't you want to let me win sometimes?”

“No.”

“So cruel!”

“You are clever, [Name],” he said, his voice soft and thoughtful, even if he didn't look directly at you. “You can figure your tactic by yourself.”

“Thank you... but I hope I won't win anytime soon. I would be disappointed if I won against you, who is pride and joy of our Hearslabyul, just after starting to play chess.”

“Don't worry about that, it won't be that easy,” you got a little chuckle in response. This time your chess pieces were white and the honour of making the first move belonged to you. Riddle waited patiently for you to make up your mind, as he spoke again. “You've retaken your test already, right? Even though I adore your spirit, it won't make up the two points you lost to me.”

You let him continue, which you regretted a moment later.

Something sparkled in his eyes. As much as he was stern about most of the mistakes on every test, the one you made, amused him. You weren't sure if him being angry wouldn't be better. “Hm, wasn't one of them lost, because you forgot to sign your test? Should we practice writing your name?”

“Dorm leader-! Riddle, don't you dare start teasing!” You squealed. That made Riddle smile even more. “I can't take that!!”

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9. Try to bake and burn a cake.

“So, what were you doing with Trey?”

The aroma of strawberries and the sweetness of baked cake were filling the kitchen. There was also something bitter, ashy, but that scent seemed to be covered under other fragrances.

On the kitchen counter, there was a glass epergne with creamy cake on it. The dessert was beautiful and rich in every way as always; just by looking at it, you knew that it was a flavour bomb and decorations made by the experienced hand of a confectioner hid that sweet danger.

“A cake for unbirthday party,” you answered Riddle's question. It wasn't a lie, considering that you helped with the cake that soon will be on one of the party tables. But were there much more to this short answer? Of course.

Riddle winced, and you weren't sure if he raised his eyebrows or frowned.

“It took you so long? It always takes less time,” he noticed. His hand rested on his cheek as he was sitting next to you and idly browsing through the cookbook full of sticky notes with Trey's comments. Though his posture suggested he was uninterested, his voice was sounding opposite; it was slow, but as if he were analyzing your every word and saving in long-term memory.

“Well, I asked Trey to help me with something,” you replied wanting him to stop questions here. But somehow, he didn't stop asking. You were almost surprised that he needed such a specific description of what you were doing in a kitchen with Trey and few fellow students.

“Something like..?”

“Something that certainly isn't a cake that I wanted to give you tomorrow, but burned in the process.”

That finally caught his attention. His whole body shuddered before he became breathless. The thoughts were occupying him that much, that he couldn't function properly.

“Y-you... you wanted to bake a cake... for me?”

You hadn't noticed before, but now, when Riddle was surely flustered, and his cheeks reddened to the shade of red that resembles strawberries on the cake, he stuttered. You couldn't help, but think that was rather charming.

“I just said 'isn't'!” You protested, sounding offended, but there is a big, heartful smile on your face. “But, yes. I will ask him again to help me with it.”

There was some pause before Riddle asked another question. Not about the cake this time.

“May I help you with it this time?” He struggled with forming a sentence, but his voice sounded somehow steady. You couldn't tell the same about the face, cheeks still hot and red, eyes running on the floor, not knowing where to stop. “I know I am not as good baker as Trey... but we can make it together, following the recipe of your choice.”

“Okay... Okay, then!” You smiled at the question. Warm, fuzzy feeling exploded in your chest, leaving your face and ears in the cherry shade of red.“I look forward to my cooking class with you.”

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10. Break the rule.

“Where is [Name]?” Riddle asked Trey and Cater, his gaze shifting from one student to another. It was the third time he regarded each student that attended the party, and still, he couldn't find his favourite—in his mouth replaced by 'in need of attendant who will stop you from doing anything stupid'—student.

“I have no idea,” Cater looked around, and even considered calling you, before spotting your phone next to an empty plate, one seat from him. “Maybe they have sneaked out of unbirthday party or something. Should I go search for them?”

Riddle shook his head. “I will go. Trey, Cater, please look after students when I am not here.”

He got a nod from Trey before he headed further into the gardens. Going through the Rose Maze was the quickest and most discreet way to get to... just anywhere in Heartslabyul gardens. And not only, since some passages led just to NRC—no one knew why, but the portal was the most stable way to get there—it didn't mean that there weren't other ways.

“[Name]!” Riddle called you, as he recognised the similar silhouette. You turned around, “Why aren't you at the party?”

Panicked, you looked up at Riddle. Truth be told, you spent whole daydreaming and somehow starstruck. You didn't really know—you only had a suspicion. “S-sorry... But I have a great reason!”

...

You didn't have a good reason.

“Like?” Riddle asked, crossing his arms.

“Uh,” your gaze fell, sticking to the ground. “Like... like...” And you said the words that repeated in your mind for so long. They weren't supposed to be spoken here, but now you weren't thinking properly. “I... I love you?”

As much as Riddle reddened whenever you did something affectionate, now he was pale, not less than a sheet of paper. He looked as if he was too faint, and inexplicably the tears glimmered in his eyes.

“W-what? And... and it- is that a question?”

“Do you love me?” You asked, now really not knowing what to do. You quickly bring your hands to cover your mouth, before panicking again. “W-wait, no! Ahaha, please treat it as a joke. I... I am sick I guess. I will go to the party, right now. I am okay.”

You quickly turned on your heels, ready to run away from the scene. From Hearslabyul. From Riddle.

“W-wait-!” He cried out, grabbing your sleeve. He used his whole strength in arms, to draw you closer. “I- I do. I do love you.” He said it loudly and clearly but also panicking. After realizing what he said, his grasp loosened, but you weren't trying to escape anymore. “A-a-at least I think so.”

You opened your mouth, wanting to say something, but no sound came out. After a short while, you encouraged yourself to speak.

“O... Oh, great!” You imitated cheering, but you were still stunned. The only thing that sank in, was that Riddle didn't reject your sudden confession. Could your heart take that much happiness at once? “'Cause I wasn't joking about loving you. It was a lie when I said I... was joking.”

“Please don't lie about that,” he whispered so quietly, and you could only hear him because you were still closed in his tight embrace. You smiled lightly, your eyes filling with tears as well.

“I won't.”