I've been seeing a lot of isekai fanfics lately that have the reader become Riddle's mother, thus fixing her and Riddle's relationship, preventing his overblot in the future, and letting Trey and Chenya stay in Riddle's life as childhood friends, but what if it was actually Mrs. Rosehearts herself attempting to make these changes?
Picture this: Mrs. Rosehearts (in good ol' Christmas Carol fashion, if you need a visual) experiences a series of dreams exploring her childhood, her relationship with her own parents, in-dream characters chastising her for continuing the cycle of generational trauma, and finally, she sees the future where Riddle overblots because of her, the difficult aftermath of Riddle slowly healing from his trauma, and him finally cutting her out of his life forever, leaving her to die bitter and alone.
Now, obviously, she denies any wrongdoing at first, and that denial lasts for a while, but slowly, she starts to understand how severely f***ed up her life was and how she's passing that toxic lifestyle and ways of thinking onto Riddle. Nihilistically speaking, she doesn't think she can change, but she tries. Anything to prevent a future where her son possibly dies at her hands.
Don't get me wrong, I love stories that dive deeper into Riddle's past and frame his mom as an irredeemable tyrant. From what little we see of her, as well as how Riddle talks about her, she sounds like a narrow-minded narcissist who should be thrown off the nearest bridge.
BUT! If we were to take this route of redeeming her, it would be interesting to see how she became the way she is, how she went from being a victim to becoming an abuser, and what steps she would take to change herself and the miserable future of her child.
If she's anything like Riddle, then she's incredibly brainwashed in her beliefs, and admitting your wrong means acknowledging your mistakes. And there can be no mistakes. Not in the Rosehearts' family.
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PART 3 ELECTRIC BUNGALOO MY GOOD SIR (ft.more romantic vibes from some twst characters)
Lucius somehow became protective of grim, as if it’s a father with their kid
Malleus and Leona gets all…weird whenever Yuu calls them “Your highness” or “My prince”
Lilia had to hold back Malleus from turning Yuu into a Fae
Reggie had to hold back Leona from biting Yuu on the neck
Azul, quite literally, had hold back Floyd and Jade because Yuu opened their mouth to yawn (Moray Eels opens their mouth when they want to mate)
Because Jack is a wild and wolfs travel in packs, he considers Yuu his “alpha wolf” (no omegaverse in this AU)
It was Mama spade who won the custody battle for Yuu and Grim
For some odd reason, word about Yuu’s battles somehow got heard by Mrs.Rosehearts, she attempted to adopt them (riddle was ready to collar his own mother)
The dorm prefects, ironically enough, pamper Yuu
• jajdksjkdjskdjksdb i can see lucius pulling a “hi hungry, im dad” joke for some reason o—o
•sjjsj guess they just have this weird thing for yuu calling them”your highness” 👀👀
•AAAAAAAAAA NO TRANSFORMING OR BITING :0000 like lilia said- “yuu wouldnt like that u-u” but it sounded like he pulled a yuu=you joke lolol
•azul prolly ends up locking them in their rooms honestly :/
•akjsksjdkshkdhdkjdksd he acts like a lone wolf but actually feels really comfy around yuu
•YOOOOOOO MAMA SPADE FOR THE WIN :DDD
•and i didnt expect mrs rosehearts to try and adopt them honestly, what a twist :^
•jajdjjsjdsj every dorm leader (especially kalim, vil and malleus) give yuu tons of gift that arebso expensive the amount gives yuu a heart attack o—o
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Where He'd Rather Be
Do want content of Mama Rosehearts and Riddle? Do you like angst?
Most importantly: Do you know what went down with Book 7 (although this is just going to have minor pieces of what went down)?
Read this :)
After falling under the sleeping curse, what if Riddle dreams of being a kid again? What if he dreams of the childhood he wanted?
What if Mrs. Rosehearts entered his dream?
She found him walking down the sidewalk not too far from their home. He had dreamed himself as a child, something she didn't expect even though she had been warned that anything could happen in a dream. In his small hands was a deflated soccer ball and he walked with purpose. He stopped when he noticed her and cheerfully waved.
Relieved, she ran across the street and knelt down, holding his shoulders. "Are you hurt? Has the Heir of the Valley of Thorns done anything to you?"
His smile disappeared. "I'm okay, but I don't know who you're talking about," he said a little shakily. "Can I still go see Trey and Chenya about the soccer ball--?"
Mrs. Rosehearts's hold on his shoulders tightened. "No, you cannot. You are in danger and we must get you to safety."
His eyes widened. "I'm in danger?"
"Yes. Now come." She began leading him by the hand. "As soon as we bring you out of this curse, we are going home."
"Um, Mama, isn't the house in the other direction?"
"That is not our real home. Nothing in this world is." She nearly fell backwards when Riddle suddenly stopped. Looking at him, it was perplexing how such a small boy had incredible strength.
"What do you mean it's not real?" he asked with genuine confusion.
She sighed. He must not realize what was going on. "Riddle, you have been put under a sleeping curse by the Heir of the Valley of Thorns. What you see around you are illusions made up by your mind. I was one of the only people who could enter this dream and bring you out. Now come! There isn't much time."
But he didn't budge from his spot. He stared at her like she had three heads, and there was a tinge of fear. She enunciated more, her patience thinning. "Riddle, stop resisting! I'm helping you!"
Neither of them noticed the sky greying. "I'm. . . I'm not going with you!" the little boy shouted.
"What did you say?" his mother snapped. "Have you forgotten the dangers of a sleeping curse? The fact that one of the most power mages in this world casted it makes the situation more dire. I put myself under a complicated version of the curse just to reach you. Do you understand the danger we are in, Riddle, or have you dreamt yourself into becoming ridiculous?" Something flashed in his eyes, telling her that he knew of a danger. Whether it was the curse or the situation, it didn't matter.
Mrs. Rosehearts suddenly became aware of the people around them. They were whispering, but somehow, she could hear them clearly. "Isn't that the famous doctor of the Queendom? What is she doing with her son?"
"Such a naughty boy!"
"I can't imagine what the boy will be like when he's grown."
"Perhaps raising a child is too much for her."
"Bringing up a child is never easy, after all. It's comforting to know that even the greats struggle like the rest of us."
"Hehe, maybe child-raising won't be another accomplishment for her."
"Can't say I disagree. Makes you wonder, though, what goes on inside that house if her child is so unruly."
She finally let go of his hand, but in a moment, she was kneeling down and gripping his arms. "Stop with this childish behavior. You know I'm right about your situation," she hissed. "This curse will be broken, and I will make sure that happens whether you refuse the help or not."
A hand gripped Mrs. Rosehearts's shoulder and yanked her back, sending her to the sidewalk. Slowly, the sun came out. "What do you think you're doing to my son?"
Standing there, tall and proud, was a younger Mrs. Rosehearts. There was something missing from his woman, but the real Mrs. Rosehearts couldn't put a finger on it. "Mama!" Riddle cried, hurrying to hide behind the doppelganger. She let him clutch onto her skirt and gently put a hand on his head, which clashed with the stern glare she sent to the real woman.
Slowly standing, she asked incredulously who she was.
"Dr. Rosehearts. Now answer my question."
She straightened up. "I'm Dr. Rosehearts, and I'm here for my son."
"Your son?" the doppelganger scoffed. "We may share the same face, but it's clear that I'm his true mother."
Now Mrs. Rosehearts knew what was missing. This woman may seem self-assured and firm, but it wasn't as much as the real deal. This woman wasn't as strong as her, and no doubt Mrs. Rosehearts would win this. "You never raised him," she said. "You never gave him the proper education and etiquette. You never gave up a part of your life to ensure he grew into an accomplished mage. You don't know the joys and pains of being a mother."
The doppelganger scowled. "That is where you're mistaken. I have had those experiences and much more, and he's been happy under my care."
Mrs. Rosehearts searched the doppelganger's face. "What could you possibly--"
"I allowed him to keep his free time and play with the neighborhood boys." In the shocked silence, the doppelganger continued. "I only allow 30 minutes for playing. Surprisingly, his work and work ethic haven't diminished. He still keeps his top position in his class and has gotten along very well with his schoolmates. He has also been more lively since becoming close friends with Trey and Chenya. Am I correct, Riddle?"
Seeing the doppelganger's face seemed to give him the courage to nod. "But your close friends were Lori and Eden," Mrs. Rosehearts objected.
"Lori and Eden were good classmates and I was glad they accepted me like everyone else, but I still wanted to be close friends with Trey and Chenya." The little boy's voice was deeper, unfit for someone his age. Mrs. Rosehearts realized it was the real Riddle speaking. She didn't remember him telling her this during winter break, and she had an excellent memory.
"They were more fun to be around and taught me so many things. Finding them again on Sage's Island had been wonderful." She remembered hearing the former, but what they taught him wasn't academically useful and she told Riddle as much. Still, she couldn't deny that learning croquet wasn't pointless after all; Heartslabyul's Unbirthdays had come as a surprise.
"I was afraid when I got caught playing instead of self-studying." As Riddle spoke, his voice got higher.
"I thought I would be stuck inside forever with no friends. That's why. . ."
He held on tighter to the skirt. In a child's voice, he said, ". . . I'm glad Mama didn't lock me away, like in the fairy tales."
Something within Mrs. Rosehearts broke; at the same time, she boiled when the fake woman petted his head and he smiled. "Riddle." She didn't like how he stiffened when she called his name.
Peering into his big, silver eyes, she noticed that they were innocent and sparkling; curious and so eager to explore the world--it pierced her heart and sickened her. Her little boy stopped having those eyes a long time ago. There were traces when she showed him fascinating research articles and interesting nonfiction books, but they never truly returned. She had told herself a few times that it was just as well--a naïve person had no place in the world--yet she tried reigniting the spark anyway.
"Do you remember your winter vacation? We can have more conversations like those when we return home." She offered her hand. "But that cannot happen unless you come with me and break the sleeping curse."
Riddle stared at her hand like he was considering taking it. His attention went to the doppelganger when she made an annoyed sound. "The Clover and Pinker family were expecting us 10 minutes ago. This ridiculous confrontation will have to be settled later."
"No, wait! I decided!"
He wasn't looking at Mrs. Rosehearts. "I want to be with you!"
"Very well. Come along now."
"Don't you dare take a step--" Mrs. Rosehearts gasped, her legs suddenly unable to move like someone had put a paralysis spell on them. She couldn't bring her wand to the dreamscape, which was an unfortunate rule; with nothing else, she called for Riddle. "She's not your true mother! She doesn't know what we've talked about during your winter vacation. I do, and I've thought about what you said. I want to talk to you!"
His steps never falter. "Riddle! Don't go!"
He didn't look back, but he looked up at the fake woman when she told him something.
For what seemed like hours, Mrs. Rosehearts was forced to watch her son walk away with a stranger who had her face, begging them to stop. When her legs could finally move, the doppelganger and her son were smaller than ants in the distance.
She couldn't bring herself to run after them, instead falling to her knees and giving in to her tears.
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After Chapter 7, Malleus and by extension Briar Valley had to deal with plenty of backlash.
In an attempt to appease the public (and control Malleus), the Senate organized a press conference with world leaders and NRC parents (there's A LOT of overlap between those two groups).
The main idea was to show the Senate as capable advisors that would guide the young Draconia, cementing their status in Briar Valley while also "protecting" and isolating Malleus.
What really happened was that Mrs. Rosehearts yelled at them for ten hours straight.
You see, Riddle was worried about how his mother would react to the entire Chapter 7 situation, so he made sure to explain everything to her, casting Malleus and Lillia in a more favourable light.
And it acually worked! You see, despite all her failures as a parent, she is still a mother at the end of the day, and the idea that a son would go to such great lenghts, overblotting and almost dooming the entire world, just to keep his parental figure safe, was quite touching.
She also has a newfound respect for Lillia, how he spent all those years looking for ways to get Malleus to hatch, how he went above and beyond to care for the Prince, even while banished, how he adopted and raised Silver (who is the only student she actually respects). HOW HE LITERALLY SACRIFICED PART OF HIS LIFEFORCE FOR MALLEUS TO HATCH!
On the other hand, she HATES the Senate. Mostly because she put herself in Meleanor's shoes: imagine you're about to die and decide to entrust your unborn son to your friend, only for said friend to be unjustly banished, leaving your kid in the hands of a bunch of entitled senators that completely DISREGARDED YOUR LAST WISH (Mrs. Rosehearts hates it when people don't do what she says, so she feels personally offended by that last bit, the fact that Malleus almost died also doesn't help).
Anyway, she's angry and, since the Senate IS encouraging people to air their grievances with Briar Valley, might as well seize this opportunity!
Malleus, Silver, Sebek, Lillia, Baul and Maleficia feel vindicated. Since only the housewardens and Diasomnia were invited for the event, the group chat was crazy.
The housewardens were all sitting together near the back of the room, alongside Silver and Sebek (they DON'T want to draw attention to themselves, especially since most of them are overblot survivors), so they could easily chat or sleep. Meanwhile the students back on campus were watching everything at Ramshackle.
As a small bonus, a few ways to avoid panic attacks, by Riddle and Trey:
*Mrs. Rosehearts starts talking*
Trey: Hey Rook!
Rook: Oui?
Trey: What is the meaning of beauty?
Rook: :D
*Rook starts monologuing and nobody can hear the TV anymore*
Meanwhile Riddle:
*School chat*
Epel: So, how long until she stops yelling at people? It ain't funny anymore...
Riddle: Since she yelled at Trey's parents for five hours because they gave me a tart, maybe ten or fifteen hours?
Ruggie: Wtf
Deuce: Are you doing okay, dormhead?
Riddle: I have a fully charged phone with a crosswords app, headphones playing all the Queen's rules on loop, and an entire bottle filled with the strongest calming tea I could find.
Riddle: Moreover, I'm currently seated beside the sleepiest students in this school (Leona and Silver). Their calm disposition creates a peaceful environment.
Riddle: Therefore I shall be able to keep panic attacks AND overblots at bay!
Ace: Just say yes or no...
*15 minutes later*
Riddle: I beat the game, there are no more crosswords
Vil: Chess.com
Vil: NOW
Vil: Wake Leona up, we're having a TOURNAMENT!
Idia: Congrats, u just got a World Record
Idia: Also I'm sending you a list of games later...
They left a bit after the seventh hour mark.
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