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Please Toby Fox

if Noelle and Susie don’t kiss this will be the biggest hate crime made towards the LGBTQ+ community during pride month.

FEED US TOBY FOX FEED THE MASSES

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erm actually DELTARUNE TODAY!!!

Oh lawd he coming

DELTARUNE TOMORROW

Who that in the back?

I am not normal about this at all. DELTARUNE TOMORROW!!!

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IT’S FINALLY HERE

I CANNOT DO THISSSSSSSS AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

GOOD NEWSSSSSSS

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DELTARUNE TOMORROW

Who that in the back?

I am not normal about this at all. DELTARUNE TOMORROW!!!

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Silly Chibis!!!

Finished watching Shugo Chara and had to do something about it. I just made some BULLSHITTTTT!!!!

Btw I need that ginger OBLITERATED.

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Nine people i wish i knew better

Tagged by: @himasgod TYSM FOR THE TAGGGGG (,,>﹏<,,) I’M SO HONORED

Favorite color: I am utterly IN LOVE with any shade of blue. I do NOT discriminate at all and I’m just a general blue lover (˶ > ₃ < ˶)

Currently reading: Rereading my favorite classic—Alice’s adventures in Wonderland. I am utterly OBSESSED with it, it’s been my favorite book ever since I can remember <3 I’ve recently bought a version which also has its sequel, so that’s pretty neat.

Last song: Just the most underrated song (IMO) from the whole Horrible Kids album by Set It Off: Third Wheel. First thing you will see about me if you read my bio is that I’m a huge Set It Off NERD!!! I love the band, my very first concert was a SIO concert as a matter of fact! I will never get over the fact that I made visual contact with Cody while he went to reach for my hand MY BIGGEST WATTPAD MOMENT YALL.

Last film: OG Disney Aladdin 2, my friend and I planned on doing an old Disney movie marathon (do not recommend tho, TOO LONG).

Last series: I recently finished watching Shugo Chara! I really want to start with Shugo Chara Doki BUT I’ve got no time ˙◠˙, what I’m CURRENTLY watching tho is Dr. House, S3 Ep6 (0_0).

Sweet/salty/savory: Salty ON TOP 🗣️.

Tea or coffee: Tea’s just my way to go atp. The British may be coming for me after this BUT I love me some good black tea and milk 👅 I also love trying out new teas, I WILL Tea-fy anything that can be converted to tea. Beware edible wild flowers.

Working on: Trying to not jump out of the window because of EXAM SEASON and FINALS, but I’ll be okay I swear not rlly no pls help me out here IT IS SO HOT AND IM SO TIRED

@shuuraass my platonic wifey

Nine people i wish i knew better

Tagged by: @dj-triumph (Thanks 😊)

Favorite color:

Currently reading: Falcondance by Amelia Atwater-Rhodes in a bid to finally appease the perpetually echoing question from my inner tween: "How did that shapeshifter series with the birds and the snakes and the falcons end?"

Learning that I had pretty questionable taste as a tween, but I still have to know. 2 more books after this one.

Last song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-DG0l8sSNJM (Ukraine's Eurovision entry)

Last film: The Phantom of Death (1987)

Last series: 86 and Osomatsu-san

Sweet/salty/savory: Salty

Tea or coffee: Tea. Habitually, Earl Grey with some sugar and milk.

Working on: Tepidly reviewing a Beauty and the Beast adaptation concept, trying to sing more (learning one of my favorite Samel Barber pieces: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K2Ww_B8WZL0). As usual, 0 promises to deliver any actual content ever. 😜

Tagging with no pressure: @jerseyfiredragon, @angel-with-paper-wings, @horrorgirl4life, @angelandmadman, @starryknight565, @immunetosirens, @iferikcouldhearmysoul, @achillmango, @britishchick09

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I have very inappropiate things to say

WHAT PIERCINGS WOULD THE CHARACTERS IN TWISTED WONDERLAND HAVE? + STAFF

I recently saw someone redesigning the Twisted Wonderland characters and giving them piercings. I wondered how many they had. Some Twisted characters already have piercings, so it was pretty easy for me with some of them. (Sorry if the images look so-so.)

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baby azul reminding how squishy he is and then we have leona fucking kingscholar reminding how hot he is with that forehead out damn not even a page apart??????

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WHAT MUSIC WOULD CROWLEY LISTEN TO?

I recently started thinking about what Principal Crowley might listen to as music.

My friend and I were brainstorming some headcanons that fit the characters in Twisted Wonderland, and I wondered, "What music would each character listen to?" My friend and I discussed the students, but we didn't include the staff, and I started thinking about what suited each character. Although it was pretty easy for almost all the teachers, when I had to think of a current artist for Crowley, I kept thinking, until I thought of someone…

And that artist is TETO, yes, the Utauloid, that TETO.

My friend wasn't convinced at first, but when I played a TETO song next to a picture of Crowley, it really clicked. HAHAHAHAHA.

I don't know if many people think the same as me, but if Yuu taught Crowley Vocaloids and Utauloids, he'd base his personality on them 😔.

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PLEASSEEE RIDDLE X FEM (YUU) READER WHERE DUE TO A VERY HARD RAIN AND STORM RIDDLE HAS TO STAY AT RAMSHACKLE FOR THE NIGHT W/ THE PREFECT.... MAYBE SHARING A BED.... MAYBE CUDDLING...... THE THING IS THAT THE STORM WAS CAUSED BY MALLEUS BC HE'S JEALOUS THAT HIS BEST FRIEND IS SPENDING TIME W/ SOMEONE ELSE..???? IF THAT'S POSSIBLE OFC????

Riddle x Reader

Where he sleeps over at Ramshackle due to a huge storm outside, caused by Malleus' jealousy of you spending time with Riddle

It didn't turn out as well as I expected :( maybe ooc? it was too long, but I hope you like it at least I tried 😭😭

WARNINGS: not-established implicit relationship between reader and riddle?, like they-treat-each-other-like-couple-without-being-so, perhaps a bit toxic malleus, perhaps also ooc, I wish I could write this from scratch

The rain pounded against Ramshackle's rickety windows. The wind howled through the cracks of the ancient manor, each lightning flash briefly illuminating the interior, casting long, eerie shadows on the walls. The storm was relentless, raging, almost as if summoned on purpose.

"This is ridiculous," Riddle muttered, his arms crossed as he frowned at the front door.

Barely able to control the trembling of your hands from the cold, you hugged yourself and sighed.

"There's no way you can return to Hearstlabyul in this condition. The storm is worse than ever. It would be best if you stayed here until it passes," you suggested, trying to keep your voice calm.

Riddle clicked his tongue but nodded reluctantly. He knew he had no other choice. His uniform was soaked, and his already naturally flushed cheeks when he was around you seemed even more flushed from the cold and the annoyance of the situation.

"Very well. But I want to make it clear that this is merely an exceptional situation," he said, settling stiffly onto the rickety living room sofa.

The way Riddle hugged himself made you feel a pang of guilt. The sofa was old, and he didn't have a blanket he could cover himself with. You sighed and approached cautiously.

"Riddle… you can sleep in my room if you want. It's not much, but it's better than here."

The Heartslabyul housewarden's grayish blue eyes widened in surprise, and for a moment, you could see the hesitation in his expression. It was clear the idea of ​​sharing such an intimate space unnerved him, but the crash of nearby thunder made him tense.

"If you really don't mind…" he finally said quietly.

You signaled for him to follow you, leading him to your room. Once inside, the atmosphere didn't improve much. The rain was still pounding against the roof and the wind hissed through the walls, but at least there was a warm bed here.

"I'll get an extra blanket, so I can sleep on the floor. You in bed, and there's nothing else to talk about." you said as you rummaged through your things. The moment RIddle went to unleash a torrent of angry words about why he would never let you sleep on the floor, a sudden flash lit up the room, followed by a crash of thunder that shook everything around you.

Instinctively, you grabbed onto the first thing you found. It was only when you felt the soaked fabric and the trembling of a body against yours that you realized you'd clung to Riddle.

"Sorry...," you whispered, pulling away immediately, but he didn't move.

His expression was one of surprise, but also of doubt. He took a deep breath, trying to compose himself, but you noticed his hands were trembling slightly. It wasn't from fear of the storm. No, this was different.

"If… if necessary, we could share the bed," he murmured softly, shifting his gaze to the side.

Your heart leaped.

"Are you sure?"

Riddle nodded quickly, but the tension in his shoulders betrayed him. So, carefully, you lay down first, leaving room for him to do the same. Riddle slid in next to you stiffly, keeping his back straight and his hands on his own chest like a statue. For a few minutes, the silence was absolute, broken only by the storm outside.

"This is… strange," he finally whispered.

"I know," you admitted with a small laugh.

Then, another crack of thunder shook the room, and without thinking, Riddle turned to you, clutching your arm lightly. His face was too close, and his blue eyes shone with a mixture of embarrassment.

"Don't tell anyone," he whispered, burying his face in your shoulder feeling how the touch of his lips against your skin relaxed him.

"It's fine," you replied softly, feeling the warmth of his body dissipate the chill of the storm.

And as you both fell asleep in each other's warm company, Malleus found himself with his hand almost unconsciously scratching a gargoyle from the compressed anger he felt.

He felt the storm he unleashed in his frustration spread throughout the academy. He hoped his best friend, his companion of so many nights of conversations under the starlight, would take refuge in Diasomnia. But no. You had spent the night with Riddle Rosehearts.

Malleus narrowed his eyes, feeling a troublesome lump in his chest.

"Malleus! Is everything all right?" Lilia asked in his characteristically carefree tone, curiosity shone in his eyes. "Last night's storm was… peculiar."

The Prince of Briar Valley didn't respond immediately. His mind kept returning to the image of you and Riddle together in the old mansion, worst, in the old bed. His expression hardened.

"He didn't have to be there," he finally murmured, his voice imbued with a stillness that chilled the air around them.

Lilia raised an eyebrow, noticing the dangerous glint in his pupil's eyes.

"Oh, I see. You mean young Rosehearts?"

Malleus didn't reply, but his silence spoke volumes. Lilia sighed and crossed his arms with an amused smile.

"Malleus, my boy, it's only natural that she has other friends. You can't expect her to spend every moment by your side."

Malleus's gaze darkened.

"Can't I? However, I don't think she needs any company other than mine. In fact, I can say there's nothing RIddle can provide her that I can't." he whispered.

Lilia gave a low laugh, but his expression turned serious.

"If you keep up that attitude, you'll only drive her away, Malleus. You can't control who she spends her time with."

Malleus closed his eyes for a moment. He knew Lilia was right. But the burning in his chest, the nagging feeling that someone else was taking his place, wouldn't go away.

"She's my best friend," he whispered. "And yet, she was with him last night."

Lilia sighed. He knew Malleus wasn't good at handling these emotions. But if he wanted to maintain that bond with you, he'd have to learn.

"Then instead of a storm, go and talk to her,"

Malleus didn't reply. He wouldn't let anyone take him away from his best friend.

In Ramshackle, after last night's storm, and the scent of wet earth wafted gently through the open window,

You blinked slowly, waking to a feeling of warmth enveloping you. Your breathing matched someone else's, and when you turned you head slightly, you found yourself staring into the serene face of Riddle, still deep in sleep. His messy red hair fell over his forehead, and his usually serious expression now looked relaxed.

Your cheeks tinged with a faint blush as you realized the position you were in. At some point during the night, you must have moved, and Riddle had ended up with an arm resting on your waist, holding you as if, even asleep, he didn't want to let go.

An erratic heartbeat pounded in your chest, and you gulped.

"Riddle…" you whispered, trying to gently wake him.

The red-haired frowned and mumbled something unintelligible before he opened his eyes heavily. His grayish gaze focused on you, and for a moment, it seemed his mind hadn't processed his situation. But as soon as he did, his eyes opened fully and a deep blush covered his face.

He let out a sound of surprise, and he quickly pulled away, sitting stiffly with his hand over his mouth.

You laughed nervously, settling into bed as well.

"Good morning, Riddle... I'm sorry for-"

Riddle looked away, his face still red.

"No, no… you don't have to apologize. It's just… I don't usually wake up like this."

The atmosphere around you fell silent, and because of the slight joy that ran through your chest, you began to laugh out loud, unable to stop the blush from rising to your cheeks as well.

He smiled seeing you, but before he could say something, a knock sounded on the door. You both turned. You felt an almost suffocating energy filled the air. You know kinda well who was it.

With a bad feeling, you got up and went to open the door. As you expected, Malleus stood there, looming and frowning. His green eyes scanned you, as if confirming something.

"You spent the night with Riddle Rosehearts." It wasn't a question.

You felt a pang of guilt. You had missed your casual nightly get-togethers to chat and stargaze.

"Yes. I couldn't let him return to Heartslabyul in that storm…"

Malleus narrowed his eyes.

"Funny. Couldn't you have brought him to Diasomnia instead? I spent the night waiting for our casual stargazing meetings. And you didn't come."

Before you could answer, Riddle appeared at your side, his expression now completely serious.

"With all due respect, Draconia, she is free to decide who she spends her time with. She doesn't have to justify her actions to you."

Malleus's eyes flashed with a dangerous glint.

"Interesting that you should be the one to say that, Riddle. Tell me… when did you start considering yourself so close to her?"

Riddle didn't back down from the fae's pressure. On the contrary, he stood taller.

"For a long time. And I don't see what the problem could be."

The atmosphere grew heavier, charged with electricity. You felt a chill run down youe spine; it seemed that at any moment the two of them could start a dispute.

You took a deep breath and stepped forward, placing a hand on Malleus's arm.

"Malleus, please. I don't want this to turn into an argument."

He clenched his jaw and looked away, but the resentment in his eyes didn't fade.

"If that's what you wish…" His voice was lower, but the bitter tone was unmistakable.

He glanced at Riddle one last time before turning not without first giving Riddle one last threatening look with his emerald green gaze.

When his presence finally dissipated, Riddle let out a low sigh.

"He seems quite jealous. I never would have imagined such a… human side of him"

You nodded wearily, feeling a slight pressure in her chest.

"Malleus is very important to me. I don't want him to feel displaced."

Riddle regarded his seriously before gently taking your hand.

"Then you just need to be clear about what you wish. What matters is not what Malleus wants, nor what I want. It's what you wish."

A somewhat arrogant air that was normal for RIddle returned to him as he slowly stroked your hand, still watching Malleus's departing figure.

"And it seems that today, at least, you've chosen me over him."

"Don't be so arrogant, Riddle. It doesn't suit you at all. Especially when you heard thunder and were clinging to me like a baby."

Riddle mumbled something that fell between his lips as he let go of your hand, his cheeks red again, his brow furrowed, and he turned his back on you, turning to leave Ramshackle.

"I have to get back to Hearstlabyul before the idiot first-years wake up and get up to some of their mischief again, and I'm not there to keep them in check."

You leaned against the doorframe of the old dorm with a raised eyebrow, watching him decide to leave with his cheeks flushed, but not before adding,

"You know you can sleep with me as many times as you want from today on, right?"

Riddle turned his head with a raised eyebrow before murmuring in a low, somewhat daring tone, not typical of him, but one that you definitely liked.

"Don't doubt I'll use this privilege more often. Even if it means Malleus striking Ramshackle down with lightning. In fact, maybe I should start coming here more often. To make sure Malleus doesn't come back to you with his toxic attitudes… you know."

You snorted as you said a vague goodbye to him, closing the door behind you.

It seemed like it wouldn't be the last time you'd have your favorite housewarden clinging to you under your covers.

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In honor of Valentine’s Day, here’s the very first drawing I made with my f/o 😭💕

I was too busy and I’m currently too lazy to start drawing, so I went a bit into the rabbit hole and found THIS ancient painting (ancient as in…. December last year)….

Anyways hope every yume has a great Valentine’s Day with their f/o, I’m always happy to see selfshipping art and fanfics!! <3

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I tried to avoid Book 7 spoilers as much as I could…….. But he’s just too MUCH to avoid…….

And as a Riddle Yume I just HAD to at least doodle him in this outfit, the way he SERVES is inhumane.

We stan rebel Riddle in this household 🫡🎀

will probably draw more of him in this outfit, but here’s my silly contribution for now!!! 🫶

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Happy birthday, Rollo! Quick doodle for uuu :P

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Hihi! Came back with more OC art! I wanted to do a crossover art with one of my favorite Mahou Shojous…… And since I have free will, I decided to draw my oc x canon pair <3 I love these sillies, and I think this turned out pretty well!! ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა Here’s also the full versions of each (bc I’m crazy like that)

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hihii!!! I made a bit more of OC art w/ the special appearance of @shuuraass 's OC as the white rabbit :00 sillies as ever (⁠つ⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)⁠つ

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Absolute work of art. Left me SPEECHLESS.

Paint the roses red.

╰┈➤"In which the Prefect makes a portray for Hearstlabyul's Housewarden in hopes that he'll realise their feelings for him.”

╰►Gender neutral reader, oneshot, 1.1k words. Non-established relationship. Reader is mentioned to be good at drawing and painting.

╰►Note: English is not my first language, so feel free to tell me if there are any grammatical mistakes!

╰►Masterlist. (requests open)

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The warm softness of the sun envelops the gardens of the Heartslabyul Dorm on a calm Saturday morning. Riddle hums quietly, enjoying the silence, an uncommon occurrence, even rarer after the enrollment of two certain freshmen in the dorm. Still, he decides to just bask in the moment, a cup of tea in his hand as he enjoys the peace brought by the early hour, when everyone else was sleeping.

“Riddle.” His name is called softly from a near distance, and he’s quick to recognize the owner of the voice, who promptly appears before him, a bag on their hands as the approach his seat.

“Prefect.” He greets with a similar demeanour, gesturing for them to sit down in front of him, his expression stern as usual but his voice softer, maybe due to the quiet ambience, maybe due to the presence of the magicless student. “What brings you here so early?”

“I wanted to see you.” The explanation falls gently from their lips, as they reach for the cup of tea that Riddle extends towards them, which they use to mask the smile on their face as they observe Heartslabyul’s Housewarden blushing slightly at the honesty of their words. “You’ve been awfully busy due to the final exams, haven’t you?”

“Indeed, studying and tutoring members of the dorm takes a great amount of my time.” He nods, his gaze drifting momentarily towards the small bag the Prefect carried, before looking at them once again. “I trust you’ve already done plenty of studying for the upcoming tests?”

“Haha, of course…” They answered with a nonchalant voice, although the slight fidgety movement of their hands could betray that their statement was perhaps, not at all true, which didn’t go unnoticed by the second-year student.  

“…If you were to be in need of assistance on any subject, please don’t refrain from seeking my help.”

“Oh, don’t worry! You’re already busy enough handling your students, I wouldn’t want to bother you.”

“You’re never a bother, Prefect.”

Silence reigned once again between the two of them, as the Prefect took a moment to recover from the natural way in which Riddle’s words made their heart flutter with delight, only fuelling further the nervous sensation they had before they arrived at his dorm.

‘This may be the best moment to do it.��� They conclude after a brief look at Riddle’s peaceful expression, clearing their throat to catch his attention as they pick up the bag that was previously resting on their lap.

“Drinking tea with you wasn’t the only reason why I came here, I must tell you.” They mumbled, taking a small canvas out of their bag, glancing at the inviting expression of the Housewarden, who quietly encouraged them to continue. “I wanted to give you this.”

Riddle picks up the canvas carefully, his expression stern but his touch gentle as he holds it and allows himself to examine it attentively. His face quickly burns in bright red as he recognizes his very own features captured with delicacy on the fibres of the canvas, accompanied by flowers that surrounded his frame with the same artistry.

“Do you like it?” The Prefect breaks the silence, their impatience growing further as they observed the lack of comment from the Heartslabyul student. He coughs discreetly on his palm as to mask his bashful state, his gaze drifting away from the canvas towards the person in front of him.

“It’s a marvellous work.” Is all he manages to say, before realizing how tactless he sounded. “I…I really appreciate it. Deuce and Ace had commented before that you were skilled at painting, but I might have underestimated their words.”

“Well, I’m still learning a few things, so there may be some mistakes on the portrait-”

“It’s perfect, I assure you.” He interrupts quickly, a faint smile on his lips. “May I ask what led you to choose me for the painting?”

“I just felt like drawing you.” The Prefect blurted out, their gaze avoiding Riddle’s eyes as they could feel the heat rising toward their cheeks.

“I noticed there are flowers on the portrait, too. I’m not familiar with them, what are these?”

The Prefect sighed to shake away the anxious feeling on their chest, thinking about the inspiration for the painting, while refuging themselves behind the cup of the tea that had been sitting forgotten on the table for a few minutes now.

“Well, at first, I wanted to paint red roses. It was the most obvious option for me.” They explained carefully, glancing at the flowers that surrounded them in the middle of the dorm garden. “But I’ve been reading about flower language lately, and I wanted to look for something more fitting. A flower that represented my feelings better, you could say. These flowers-” They pointed them out on the canvas. “-are red tulips.”

“How interesting.” He mumbled, curiously observing the painting, looking at the detailed illustrations. “I’m not really familiar with flower language. What do red tulips mean?”

“That’s something you’ll have to investigate by yourself, I’m afraid.” They got up from their sitting, picking up their bag. “After all, what’s the fun in telling you directly?”

“I suppose you’re right, Prefect.” Riddle smiled softly, carefully leaving the painting on the table, allowing him to walk towards the magicless student to bid them goodbye properly. “Thank you for the portrait, I’ll treasure it accordingly.”

“I’m glad you liked it.” They mumbled, ready to go back to their own dorm before Grim woke up. “I’ll see you around, Riddle.”

“Of course. I’ll inform you as soon as I look into the meaning of the flowers.”

“…Take your time, don’t worry.” Their voice was tinted with embarrassment before they turned around to leave the Heartslabyul dorm. Riddle kept their gaze on them until they disappeared out of the garden, his cheeks tinted red as he looked once again at the portrait on the table, a reminder of the thoughtfulness of the Prefect.

It didn’t take long before he found himself walking through the corridors of the library, a book about flowers in his hand, his curiosity piqued as he searched for the specific kind of plant among the pages.

“Red tulips, red tulips, red tulips…. Oh, here they are.”

His fingers suddenly dropped the book on the table in front of him. Riddle nervously glanced once again at the words printed on the piece of paper as to make sure he didn’t read incorrectly, his face painted on a bright red that seemed to put the colour of a red rose to shame.

‘ Red Tulip: passion, romance. “I declare my love.” ‘

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Wanted to share my TWST OC here (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶) .ᐟ.ᐟ I might post more of her…. ⭑｡𖦹°‧(ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ.ﾟ