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twstgarden · 5 months
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❀ ❝ 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗿𝗮𝗯𝗯𝗶𝘁 ❞
━ riddle rosehearts x gn! heartslabyul! reader x trey clover (separate) ━ you would have never thought that your precious childhood friend would have a crush on you. (f/n means first name)
requested by: anonymous <3 request type: oneshot requester's message: Hello! I see your request are open🌱🌱 May i request oneshots or scenarios romance with Trey Clover and Riddle Rosehearts, with crush [Reader] who was their childhood friend and based on white rabbit from alice in wonderland. The Reader are in Heartslabyul dorm as well! Feel free to ignore this request if its make you uncomfortable or breaking the request rules. I hope you have a good day💙💙 florist's note: hello, dear anon! i wasn't sure if you wanted them together or separately, but here it is! apologies for the wait~
this work does not contain spoilers for chapter 7, diasomnia’s arc.
do not steal or translate without my permission.
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— 𝙧𝙞𝙙𝙙𝙡𝙚 𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙨 —
painting the roses was always a regular task, but painting one with your dearest childhood friend and crush made the task even better than usual.
riddle’s recent incident was a lot to handle. you were there when riddle lost control and overblotted right in front of your very eyes, and you had to fight hard alongside the other involved parties to make sure he comes back to his senses and stop the mess he was creating.
the attempt was successful, save for the fatigue you and the others felt right after battling a magician in their overblot state. since then, riddle has been getting the medical attention he needed to ensure his entire state is well and healthy, and things in the dormitory were starting to return to its usual joyful chaotic state.
it has been a few days since that incident, and you were all preparing for the unbirthday party once more. you stood alongside trey with a clipboard in hand as you checked out all the required items, “white tablecloth, check; pastries including the tarts, check; tea set, check; chairs, check. okay, what else?”
as you continued to mumble under your breath, trey laughed a little as he spoke, “you’ve been going back and forth with the preparations for hours ago. everything is all set now. no need to be nervous.”
“well, yeah, but… it’s my duty to make sure all is well and done,” you spoke with a sigh as you glanced at your vice leader, making him hum in response. “your sense of duty is always admirable, but take it easy, f/n. riddle wouldn’t have your head if one spot goes wrong… i hope…”
trey mumbled the last two words under his breath, but you were well-aware of the words he said, causing you to grow even more nervous as you spoke, “aaaahhh… i better recheck everything!”
before he could say anything else, you ran off and inspected the venue.
“…and there they go.”
after assessing the venue, you checked on your pocket watch to see the time, realizing the party starts soon. you quickly went back to where the venue was and held your trumpet, blowing it as you announced, “make way for our leader, the red ruler: prefect riddle rosehearts!”
right after announcing, the crowd started cheering, “three cheers for prefer riddle!”
riddle then came into view as his eyes scanned the entire area, nodding his head in satisfaction, “perfect. the roses are red and the tablecloths are white. truly a perfect unbirthday party. i assume the dormouse is inside the teapot as expected? …well, i guess it doesn’t really matter now.”
“you don’t have to change so suddenly, you know?” spoke trey, “and we can use the jam on the scones, if you’d like. we don’t have to stop altogether at once. we can take things slowly.” riddle hummed in response as he glanced at trey, “yes, you’re right.”
you sighed in relief, causing riddle to glance back at you as you quickly straightened your posture and kept quiet. riddle smiled at you before looking around, “…wait!” he then pointed at one rose that was white in the sea of red roses, “that white rose…”
immediately, cater panicked and started questioning ace and deuce if they forgot to paint the other roses. at that moment, it seemed like chaos was about to erupt and trey was quite ready to console riddle, but unexpectedly, riddle smiled.
“i’m joking~ i won’t get mad over every little thing now,” spoke riddle, causing you to smile a little in response, “and it will be quicker if we painted it all.” the other heartslabyul students were relieved and thrilled to know their heads won’t be chopped this time.
you and riddle stood side by side as he held his staff and used his magic to quickly colour an entire rose bush red in a blink of an eye, making your eyes twinkle in admiration. “woaah~ you were always so cool when it comes to magic!” you stated as you painted the roses with him, “hehe, i remember when you tried to make a tart appear out of the blue, but you couldn’t!”
your giggles were met with riddle’s embarrassed huff as he spoke, “i was not as advanced as i am now, n/n…”
“but you’re still cool!”
riddle blushed lightly as you kept complimenting him, ‘and you’re beautiful…’
you two continued painting the roses as he grabbed one red rose and took off its thorns, making you pause your painting as you looked at what he was doing to the flower.
before you could speak, he tucked the rose behind your ear with a small smile – you could sense how nervous he was at that point.
“there… you look nice…”
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— 𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙮 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 —
losing your precious pocket watch is actually a blessing in disguise.
“where is it? where is it?!”
you fumbled around your belongings in search for your pocket watch that you lost earlier. you had remembered placing it on the lounge as you were working on something over there, then you went to the kitchen to grab a glass of water and came back with no pocket watch beside your study notes.
“i can’t lose it, no. maybe i was imagining things…” you told to yourself as you rushed back to the lounge and started taking off the cushion and even lifting the flower vase settled atop the table. during your search, the vice leader came across the lounge and feigned curiosity, “what are you doing, n/n?”
hearing the familiar voice made you look up as you sighed, “i lost my pocket watch. can you help me find it?” you were frowning as you said those words, and he immediately agreed to your request. you spent a few minutes in the lounge until trey suggested some other place, “maybe you left it outside and you did not remember? let’s check the tea garden.”
you were a little hesitant.
“i had it in my possession when i was in the lounge, though… it would be impossible to see it in the garden…” you spoke, causing him to smile at you reassuringly. “trust me, n/n,”
and so, you did.
you were quick to reach the tea garden as you were naturally a fast walker and runner. upon arrival, you saw a single table that was set up so perfectly as if someone was about to have tea with a partner. the tablecloth was laid perfectly along with the flower vase, the plates, the utensils, and of course, the sweets for dessert.
and right there, beside the sweet platter, was your precious pocket watch.
you gasped and immediately rushed to the table, grabbing your pocket watch before looking at the table. from your side of the seat, there was a folded piece of paper that had a smiley face on, making you glance back at trey to see him smiling at you.
you instantly knew what he was doing. you laughed a little as you crossed your arms, “you sneaky little guy.”
he laughed in response as he spoke, “sorry, n/n. i initially wanted to properly ask you out, but i… kind of chickened out. i didn’t mean to make you anxious, though!”
light-hearted laughter was heard from you two as you replied, “don’t worry, if anything, i like the way you executed this. it gives me a sense of adventure and the result was sweet. well then, shall we?”
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roseapov · 5 months
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Mother's favourite
Riddle Rosehearts x GN!Reader
Tw: stalking, fixation/obsession, neglect, parents (mother) issues, implications of possible murders
Povtober 2023, Day 18 [Masterlist]
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'See, Riddle? Their kid is so perfect! Always polite and on time, and never skips their free time studying'
Miss Rosehearts didn't mask her displeasure over her son's past actions, while saying the last part.
If only her son could be as perfect as her friends child was, she sighed exhausted. What wouldn't she give up to have a child like you herself.
Young Riddle hasn't understood much from that time, it was too much for a kid's brain, all these expectations, yet he remembered one thing clearly.
His mother was very pleased with you.
With you, and only with you. Always comparing you both, complaining about him not being like you enough.
His mother must really appreciate you then, right? Why else would she bring you up in almost all of their conversations?
We all know that a parent is a foundation for a children's growth, and a parent who is neglecting their own creation for the sake of someone else's, can make their own kid end up.. In many different ways.
Riddle, who was unfortunate enough to have a parent like that ended up, being obsessed with the object of his mother's pleasure.
If she says you're perfect, then you are perfect. If he can become like you, he will win the approval of his mother. He's sure of it.
He is already observing you all the time he can, but that's nearly not enough! He can never get your mannerism quite right, no matter how hard he tries.
Was his mother right? Is he a failure?
He always makes some mistakes, never being able to mimic you perfectly. That's why further research on you is necessary.
If he won't ever be able to achieve your level, then he would have to resort to some more interesting methods.
If he can't be you, he will be with you. Together. As a pair. Romantically.
And it turns out, Miss Rosehearts is very pleased to hear about this, she's practically glowing. Her son finally did something smart and got together with you! She's delighted.
Her approval sealed your fate, as this starved of praises boy won't let go of you now. You make his mother happy and..
You started to make him happy too? Is this what his mother sees in you? It's so nice and warm..
Yes, he's definitely keeping you by his side. Everyone who would oppose this would lose their head. It's the only thing that's not up for debate.
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sketchingdemonss · 8 months
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riddle roseheart more like um. riddle!
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apollotronica · 8 months
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RIDDLE DAY !!!
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nox-creations · 1 year
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ferris-the-wheel · 6 months
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gn!reader x Riddle Rosehearts (you/your)
Author's note: I wanted to try a different style of writing. Hope you like it. I might swap back, but I like this style currently.
ೃ⁀➷ Established relationship
ೃ⁀➷ 💜/💖 (check the link in the pinned post for meanings of the emojis)
TW: None
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"Hi, Riddle!" You exclaimed, running up behind him with your arms extended. He jumped back in surprise, causing you to fall forward on your face.
"Are you okay?" He asked, helping you up. You nodded, though your face hurt a little. You laughed. "Don't worry~ I'm just fine!" You said, rubbing your head with a sheepish grin.
Riddle frowned and let out an exasperated sigh. "You ought to be a bit more careful. One of these days you're going to get injured. And what was that, anyway, coming up behind me like that?" He asked accusingly.
"I wanted to give you a hug. You looked so serious, so I wanted to cheer you up." You admitted, still rubbing your head. Riddle grew a bit surprised by your comment. He didn't feel any difference in his expression than normal. Did he really look so serious all of the time?
"My... apologies. For stepping out of the way; you surprised me." He said, his normal expression returning once more. "Does that mean I can hug you?" You asked. He hesitated before nodding.
You happily wrapped your arms around him and pulled Riddle closer to you. He stiffened at first, but he slowly but surely relaxed his posture. You felt his arms around you, and you squeezed him tightly out of excitement. You turned around to leave when you saw Trey standing there looking amused.
"Oh, hi there, Trey!" You exclaimed. Riddle made a noise of shock and spun around. "T- Trey?! How long were you standing there?!" He demanded, his face red, now probably embarrassed. Trey smiled, one hand readjusting his glasses on his face. "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. I'm glad you're finally starring to loosen up, actually."
"That doesn't mean we won't!" Ace popped out from behind Trey with Cater, who was holding his phone up. Cater grinned. "This will go so viral! It's so cute! #RiddleFinallyGoneSoft #Ador—" His tags were interrupted by Riddle's outraged cry as he began chasing the duo as they hurried away.
"CATER! ACE! ONCE I GET AHOLD OF YOU TWO, IT'S OFF WITH YOUR HEADS!" You heard Riddle shouting. You and Trey exchanged an awkward glance.
"Should we....?" You trailed off.
"Yeah." He sighed.
HIIII! I know, it took FOREVER for me to post this sad, tiny oneshot. I've been working on it for like 2-3 days. My brain was just not working, sorry about that! 😅
Anyway, I hope you like the new styleeee and I swear I will work on more oneshots/hcs. Bye for now!~ 🧡🧡
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anmiruzu · 7 months
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(anon who requested riddle for the event: i meant prompt 6. the trick-or-treating one. sorry.)
to skip and go trick-or-treating
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a/n i like how in-character this would be for him especially since his mother was strict with him growing up so now let’s hope he’s in character (´・ω・`) …also i made this a little long oops
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October second,
riddle rosehearts; prompt 06: “what do you mean you’ve never gone trick-or-treating before?!”
as someone from another world, you didn’t think that many of your holidays and traditions would be celebrated here, referring to halloween and many others. but what surprised you more was that there were actually people who did not go trick-or-treating when they were younger.
“what do you mean you’ve never gone trick-or-treating before?!” you exclaim loudly in shock not expecting this revelation.
“well, my mother had always told me that it was a worthless tradition and that candy and sweets in general are not good for my health-”
you interrupt him, “still! to never trick or treat? not even once?”
you never expected this but this was riddle, a hard worker who was strict on both himself and others. so it wasn’t too far-fetched of a story although if it was ace, you would’ve called bullshit on him.
“not even once” riddle repeats, shaking his head. 
you ponder for a moment in thought before speaking up again, “then let’s go trick-or-treating”
“we’re in college, y/n, furthermore, we, more specifically heartslabyul still have to prepare the botanical garden for halloween week.” (i know it’s more of a high school kind of setting considering their ages but it’s called night raven college so just pretend)
“so?”
“‘so?’ we still have our responsibilities! as the housewarden of heartslabyul, i cannot just leave my upper and underclassmen by themselves!” riddle retorts back quite passionately despite knowing deep down he wants to try trick-or-treating, just once, despite knowing he’s much too old for it. 
“hmm” you pause in thought once again, “then i’ll help you prepare; I did promise ace and deuce i’d help them… but… only if you skip the last day with me”
you reason with riddle wanting to show him what he missed out in his childhood.
“...thank you for your assistance, however, i’m afraid i cannot do that”
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after a very long time of persuading the housewarden, riddle agrees; reluctantly but is he really being reluctant? He had always wanted to try trick-or-treating and was always jealous of the neighborhood kids who he saw happily go from house to house.
so when halloween comes around, riddle leaves his post early feeling a little guilty, to go find you.
“riddle! hey!” you wave to him feeling excited, after all, it’s been years since you last trick-or-treated with your friends.   
“hello” riddle greets you, a bit ashamed for skipping even though he did tell everyone at heartslabyul that he would take off early for “personal reasons.”
after meeting up with riddle the two of you took off going on a bus to one the nearby neighborhoods.
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you hadn’t anticipated how awkward it would be; two college students running around from house to house, clearly too old to be trick-or-treating. but in the end it was the most fun you two had in years. 
{31 daydreams of halloween event lineup}
{twisted wonderland masterlist}
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theleechyskrunkly · 1 month
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POST OB RIDDLE IS SUCH A SWEEETIE PIE I LOVE HIM SO MUCH HE DESERVES SO MUCH MORE LOVE AND RECOGNITION FOR HIS IMPROVEMENT BECAUSE BREAKING OUT OF THE RIGID MOULD HIS MOTHER FORCED HIM INTO IS EXTREMELY DIFFICULT AND TERRIFYING TO DO
PREACH QUEEN, SAY IT LOUDER FOR THE PEOPLE IN THE BACK AND RIDDLE HATERS 🗣🗣🗣🗣🗣🗣🗣🔊🔊🔊🔊📢📢📢📢📢📢‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
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sqvishii · 2 months
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HOLY FUCK??
SO I WAS GOING THROUGH THE TWST WEBSITE AND CHECKING OUT THE VOICELINES, WHEN I CAME TO RIDDLE'S PART, I WAS LIKE
"hmmm he sounds familiar, lemme search his voice actor up"
AND ITS THE SAME FUKCING MAN (natsuki hanae) WHO VOICE ACTS MIKOTO KAYANO..???
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THESE TWO?? SAME VOICE ACTOR?? blawg im going insane
imagine if they met LMAO
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artsybelle1015 · 8 months
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little headcanon for riddle i have had on my mind for awhile.
i feel as if riddle isn’t attached to the idea of gender, like you can call him any pronouns and he just… won’t care at all. he doesn’t rlly care if what he wears is girly or boyish, just likes what he likes. he doesn’t label it either since it doesn’t rlly matter to him on being a boy or girl
riddle as well is panromantic in my heart and will love anyone regardless of gender as long as he is being held.
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evanrouge · 1 year
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To You, Whom I Loved Before. — Riddle Rosehearts x GN!Reader.
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Utterly lonesome at his desk, Riddle remained situated until the early hours of the morn. Spine as straight as a candlestick; almost as stiff as one too, as each waking hour that passed only melted at his resolve more and more. An open notebook lay neatly before him, looking positively unassuming. But if one looked hard enough, perhaps one would notice how he has been torturing the poor thing ever since Twisted Wonderland befell nightfall. Tearing out page after page; after page; after page. Defiling the pad even more every time his letter didn't go his way. Carelessly tearing paper organ after organ, for he will not stop until his written words strike perfection.
Yet said perfect words refused to flutter into his head. It almost rendered him ashamed to even call himself top of the class. If he truly dedicated his life to academics, why is it that his words are failing him now? It had frustrated him to no end, opting him to fiddle with the pen in his hand. The movements were precise and calculated, just is he, but one could potentially notice the subtle clumsiness as it flicked through his fingers. An empty, numbing sense of nervousness flooded through his veins, overtaking him and his vessel completely.
Why is it, just as he finally musters the courage to ask for your new address from Trey, he suddenly cannot grasp the words that he has spent years mentally drafting?!
In a sudden flash of heavy frustration, Riddle screwed his eyes shut tight, throwing himself into the chair's backrest and repressing the overwhelming urge to give up. He has been dreaming of writing this since he was a mere child. Ever since his contact with you was strictly restricted by his mother. He's been way too emotionally invested to just give up now, planning on pouring his heart out onto the page and stepping back to allow you to enact your judgment.
But it has just been so long since he last saw you. How were you faring, what has happened in the time that he has been locked away studying? Have you, dare he say, forgotten his existence entirely? For as much as Trey has attempted to settle his impending nerves, telling him time and time again that you are the same you that he once knew, he was too cowardly to believe it. Those questions still chanted at the back of his mind, echoing, making him doubt everything.
Could he truly rebuild what you once had, right from where you guys left off? Surely, it's been much too long for that.
Intaking a deep breath, Riddle presumed his posture once again, exhaling loudly as the pen's dance slowed to a halt, pressing against the fresh page once again. He kept his eyes clamped tight, merely relaxing his eyelids a tad. Perhaps, it would be best for him to write straight from the heart. So as one hand awaited orders, the other lifted to press lightly against his chest, listening to every word that the beating appendage had to say. Allowing it to soar freely, for his own judgment will no longer censor the words that flow.
'Dear the King of Hearts,'
"You want to be the Queen?" You parroted, surprised. Your once young voice flowing into Riddle's mind with the beauty and grace of a pristine dove. Just from the sound of your voice alone, he could perfectly picture the expression you pulled when you asked that question once upon a time. You didn't gawk at him with judgment at his young self's audacious request. You never did, even as a child you were always exceptionally open-minded. Instead, you looked at him with wide, but kind, eyes.
Trey and Chenya had always leased you the position of queen when you guys played together, allowing you to order them around happily, albeit with a few mischievous mishaps. You stood there, still, lifting your hand to your chin as you pondered. As each second flew by antagonizingly slow, young Riddle's anxiety only skyrocketed. As Chenya slung an arm over his shoulder lazily with a smug look on his face, he was just about to blurt out that you can be the queen instead. But you spoke up before he could, the most beautiful grin that he has ever seen in his entire life coming onto your face. "Alright, then! I'll be the King instead! I will support you through thick and thin, my queen!"
Riddle flushed mercilessly, his visage deeply reddening despite his frantic mental protests. He had prayed to whatever supreme entity would listen that neither Trey nor Chenya would notice it, however judging from the cat boy's laughter increasing in volume, and Trey suddenly piping up with snickers, he knew that they have already most definitely noticed. He was just glad that you, so concentrated on your newfound role, didn't notice. You would have probably mistaken him for being sick, or something.
"So I'm the Queen..." He had muttered, his flustered state refusing to allow him to speak above a whisper. "And... Y-You're the King?"
"Yep!" You nodded so proudly. Shortly after, noticing how unsure his tone of voice sounded. Leaning in closer to him, a soft and considerate wave overtaking your features as you noticed that you took such liberty without his permission. "That is what you wanted, right? If you don't want that, I can be something else—"
"N-No!" He had reassured in an instant, lifting his hands and waving them quickly. The two spectating boys continued to watch the scene with intrigue, barely masking their amusement. "I would like for you to be the King..."
He would have loved for you to be the king.
He would have loved for you to be his king.
For when the queen's unwavering resolve is faltering, it is the king's support that builds it up again. When the queen is fragile, it is the king's turn to step up. To protect the queen, even if not as strong, because together they are strongest.
Riddle opened his eyes slowly, peering at the words that he had written.
But how can the king be aware that the queen is in need of help, when she is unable to formulate the correct words to inform him?
In a swift motion, Riddle tore the page from the book and scrunched it into a ball between his fingers, absentmindedly tossing it down into the overflowing trash beside his feet. He mentally cursed himself for allowing long-dead informalities to cloud his judgment, when it has been so long since he last saw you. What was he thinking? After years, nobody starts a letter like that!
He stared down at the paper bitterly. As if it was its fault for the current predicament that he is in, and not his mother's. Eyebrows knitting together burdensomely, as crimson hues practically bore searing laser holes through it and into the desk. He graced the page with ink once again.
'Dear [Name],'
Or, maybe, 'To [Name],' would be a better fit for this letter's context? Maybe he shouldn't write with such informal-looking handwriting, instead, opt for more joined and rounded characters, like in his letters to home.
Or maybe... He laid his pen down gently on the desk. Maybe he shouldn't write this letter at all.
"Knock knock, Riddle," A voice had grasped the housewarden by the throat and pulled him out of the numbing bath of ice. He craned his head quickly, much too quickly, to face the one responsible. Who just happened to be an, as usual, eerily chipper Cater Diamond gently pushing the slightly ajar door open further. If he noticed that Riddle hadn't received a wink of sleep the entire night, he was skilled at hiding it. "You've got mail!"
"Thank you, Cater," Riddle's back immediately straightened, standing from his seat and approaching the door. He was not aware that he was sat there for so long, to the point where he was even up later than Cater. Swiping the letter from the third year's reaching hand, he came to notice how he didn't recognize the handwriting on the front.
Yet what was written on the envelope had made Riddle freeze.
"No problemo—"
"Thank you, Cater," Riddle promptly repeated himself, much more forceful this time, as he quickly ushered the third year out of the room, shutting the door closed despite the confused protests on the other side. Once the click was heard, Riddle's back was against the wood. His eyes trained on the letter in his hands, which he held as if were some holy document.
'My Queen of Hearts'
Perhaps, even despite the distance, the King always knows. It just takes him a little time to get there.
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𝑹𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒍𝒆 𝑹𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔🌹: 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒕 𝑸𝒖𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔
𝑻𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒄: 1/?
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Botanic Tournament : Roses Bracket !
Orange Group
Round 1 Part 1 Poll 3
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Sorry for making you vote on this one again but I got Rosa's name wrong in the polls. It's now fixed
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nox-creations · 1 year
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ferris-the-wheel · 6 months
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Hii! Hope you arehaving a goodday :)
Can we please please PLEASE get 💓❤️🖤 with Riddle where reader is unaware of the yandere tendencies in his bedroom after his overblot as an established relationship??
Ask and you shall receive! Thanks for the request, anon! And thank you for asking, I'm having a pretty good day so far 😊 I hope your day is going good as well!
gn!reader x yan!Riddle Rosehearts
ೃ⁀➷ 💓/❤️/🖤 (+ 💚 bc yandere)
ೃ⁀➷ You/your pronouns
ೃ⁀➷ Not proofread
ೃ⁀➷ Established relationship
TW: Yandere content, controlling behavior, manipulation, guilt tripping, a bit suggestive (nothing really past making out)
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You turned the corridor and nearly ran into an Octavinelle student, dodging out of the way. He stopped in surprise and stumbled backward, dropping a pile of books he had been carrying. The books scattered around him and he stood up quickly. "I'm so sorry!" He said, stooping to retrieve his books.
"That was my fault too." You admitted. "Here, let me help you." You helped pick up the books. Once all the books were piled up into his arms, the stack was taller than his head. It was a wonder how he hadn't run into anyone or anything sooner.
"Um... do you want me to help carry those?" You asked. He gave a grateful "Yes, please," and you picked up half of the books, which weren't as heavy as you'd expected. "Lead the way." You said. He nodded and led you down toward the library.
. . .
"You sure like to read." You remarked as he finished returning the books.. He gave a comical sigh. "Nope, not really. They're all history books that Trein had us read for the test tomorrow." He said. You laughed with a sheepish smile. "Man, I have Trein first thing tomorrow and I haven't really reviewed at all. How screwed am I?" You asked.
"No chance from what I heard from Azul." He lamented. You spent a few minutes chatting, exchanging hopefully helpful information before he looked at his watch and sighed.
"I gotta go, sorry. Thanks for the help." You nodded, returning his wave as he left. I should probably have Riddle help me out. At least then I might stand a chance, you thought to yourself.
. . .
"Hey, Ace. Do you know where Riddle is?" You asked. Your lowerclassman shrugged from his sprawled out position on one of the lounge's couch. Deuce was sitting on another one nearby, his eyes scanning a book.
"Raging Riddle? No clue." Ace said, grinning probably because of the nickname. "Hey, want to hang out?" You shook your head. "No, not right now. I need to ask Riddle something. Do you know where Trey or Cater are?" You asked, hoping that they might know where Riddle was.
Deuce looked up. "I'm not sure where Trey or Cayer are, but if you're looking for Riddle, try his room first. I saw him going in that direction earlier." Ace tossed one of the pillows from the couch at Deuce. "Aww, why'd you ruin the fun?" Deuce frowned, looking ready to say something back.
You left before you could witness the two start arguing. You decided to take Deuce's advice and check Riddle's room first. Once you reached his room, you knocked on the door. A few moments later, you heard him say, "Come in."
You entered his room, making sure to close the door behind you. You saw him sitting at his desk, some open books in front of him. "Hey, Riddle. I have a question." You said, deciding to get straight to the point. He turned around to face you. "Actually, I have a question of my own to ask." He stated.
You stopped in surprise but nodded. "Alright, then. What's up?" He stood up and crossed his arms with a scowl, which made it immediately clear that he was irritated. You began mentally running through the things you'd done during the day and anything that you could have forgotten. Your mind blanked.
"Who was that guy you were speaking with earlier?" He asked. You nearly laughed out loud upon realizing that he was talking about your earlier interaction in the library. "Oh, I don't know him. He just needed help carrying books to the library." You said. "You saw that?"
"I happened to be in the library checking out a book. But that's not the point." Riddle stated, his face reddening. He turned his head away slightly.
"You seemed to enjoy his company enough to continue talking to him. Not including laughing at whatever it was he said— though I hardly suspect it was that funny." Riddle commented.
"We only talked for like five minutes. We were talking about the upcoming test in Trein's class tomorrow, that's all." You said, not really understanding why he was acting so jealous all of a sudden. "Oh, that reminds me, I ne—" You started, but he interrupted again.
"No, I understand. You prefer a stranger's company to mine." He said, looking sad and turning away dejectedly. You felt a wave of guilt wash over you. "That's not it at all! If I'd known you were there, I would have went over and hung out with you." You said, moving closer to him and putting a hand on his shoulder.
He turned back toward you, appearing to feel better after your reassurance. "If that's the case, promise me something." He said. You nodded, trying to better his mood. "Whatever helps you feel better." You said.
"Promise me not to talk to anyone outside of Heartslabyul without running it by me first. Unless it's project or club related." He said. You assumed he was joking, due to the absurdity of his request. "You almost got me there, but I think you should leave the jokes to Ace." You laughed.
Riddle's mouth immediately turned into a frown. "That wasn't a joke. Promise me." He insisted. Your surprise must have shown on your face because he said, "What? Is it really that's unreasonable?"
"Yeah, a little bit." You remarked, taking your hand off his shoulder. "Do you really want to talk to other guys that much? I thought you loved me." He said, his mood souring again. "No, I do love you. Just... let me think about it, alright?" You pleaded, trying to appease his bad mood.
Riddle sighed and nodded. "Fine, I suppose." You instantly felt relieved that the ridiculous conversation was over. You hugged him, which he gladly returned. You felt his lips press a kiss onto your cheek near your mouth.
"You love me, right?" He asked, his hands falling to rest on your hips. You weren't used to the sudden boldness of his affection, but you weren't complaining. "Of course." You said.
He nodded as though he was satisfied with your response. "You'll always choose me before anyone else?" He prompted. Before you could give a proper answer, he kissed you on the lips, his tongue entering your mouth. You wrapped your arms around his waist. You felt your breath hitch as he reached a hand down your pants.
"Always." You said, your heart skipping a beat as he backed you up against a wall, pressing closer to you. His fingers traced light patterns on your upper thigh. He kissed you again, this time leaving a small trail of light kisses on your neck. He leaned up to whisper something in your ear.
"How about you show me?"
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