Riddle X Mc - Tumblr Posts

riddle: shut up i do not show favoritism name one time i showed favoritism towards [name]

ace: bro not even going to point out the fact that i have a wholeass list of times you did just that but on top of that we never mentioned [name] you were the one that brought them up

riddle:

riddle: oh.

Thank you @twistedtexts for doing my request❤️❤️❤️❤️

Hello. Congrats on 400 followers. Can I request Riddle staring at his partner in the kitchen of their home and just remembering how far they have come in their relationship. FLUFF. Thank you

#HUSBAND #DomesticWonderland

Pairing: Riddle Rosehearts x reader

TW: none

G/N reader

Domestic Wonderland

I hope you like it. I had to change it a bit because it wasn't possible to do what you requested in a text. —🌞

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

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

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

My requests are still open. Here are the rules.

Comforting S.O who has a fear of thunderstorms

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Riddle you sweet boy 💗💖💗💖💗💖 He deserves kisses and hugs along with those chocolate covered strawberries🍓🍫 Love your writing so much @readdressmeasduchess

Summary: When Riddle is busy overworking himself you make sure he takes a break and bring him a treat

Genre: Romance, Fluff

Ship: Riddle Rosehearts X Reader

Keep reading

Awww my heart❤️❤️💗❤️❤️❤️💗💗

Riddle is too adorable for this world

Thank you @leafity-writes for doing my request

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

Riddle Rosehearts | Kiss

Summary: Riddle is in love.

Love.

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

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

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

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

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

Why should he wish for something he could do instead?

“Can we kiss?”

He didn’t wait for a response.

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

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

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

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

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

"Rose?"

…Or so you thought.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Most of times" You corrected.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"(Y/n)…"

"Shhh, they will hear us Riddle…"

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

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

A perfect moment to capture for Cater's camera!

Request by anon.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Ace."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

°°°

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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."