#Riddle Overblot

[twistedwonderlandobsession]

.•♥︎Spilled Tea♥︎•.

Series:Yuu Needs Therapy

Branch: Overblotts

Character: Riddle

Part: 1 of ?

Riddle....Riddle had always made you nervous. Not in the butterflies in your stomach way, but in the way of being caught by your parents doing something you shouldn't. Like he was looking through your very soul with that oh so piercing gaze every time he crossed paths with you. Like he was constantly judging your every move, analyzing everything. Pointing out every imperfection within the confines of his mind. A scolding with each glance, on the first day when Grimm caused a ruckus to every single time you passed him in the hall, every mere glance felt as if it was a lecture despite not a singular word of criticism passing his lips, just a firm line and

dissaproving glare whenever he saw you.

You spent so much time trying to resolve the small Quarles while trying to not get your head chopped off, walking on eggshells around him, choosing each and every word and action with precision while trying to poke and prod Ace's massive ego into just apologizing. Your hands chapped while shakily attempting to Crack open the chestnuts in order to make that damn tart. Making sure it looked absolutely perfect with bo cracks whatsoever. Wrapping it nicely in the best container you could. Reminding Ace to use gentle and careful words, even telling him exactly what ti say in order to make this all go away so you can be rid of him sleeping on that sofa.

Appearing at the birthday party with a small smile along with Ace and Deuce in tow. Watching as Ace apologized offering up the tart, before Riddles face turned Horrified apon finding out the mere flavor. Acting as if your ran over one of his hedgehogs for breaking the nonsensical Rule: 262 about how chestnuts tarts were forbidden from birthday parties. Unable to do anything but watch as he threw out their group and got rid of the tart, not by putting it in the fridge far away from the Birthday Party, but throwing it into the trash.

Failing over and over as you attempted to calm Ace's completely understandable frustration. But he completely refused to even attempt to apologize once more, and then Crowley dumped that unhelpful peice of information on them, encouraging the already roudy freshman to enact some sort of justice against the Crimson Tyrant.

Unable to stop them as they challenge their dear Housewarden to a duel. Proving his skills and cementing his position, which was both amazing and horrifying at the same time to all of the spectators. Amazed at his skills, but Horrified that he would remain in his position of power over the Heartslabyul students.

Then you had to watch yet again as any chance of a peaceful solution was dashed when Ace punched Riddle square in the face.

Having to desperately attempt to calm Riddle down after he overblotted, litterally fighting for your life as you attempted to snap him out of his enraged stupor. Being almost beaten senseless, blood splattered over the grass, painting any possible misscolored roses in a deep shade of red, trying to get the students out of the line of fire while Trey tried to hold back his magic. Absolutely helpless to do anything other than direct people and try to not be hit my his magic that would have killed a magic student easily, let alone your very magicless self. Barely managing to survive and snap him out of it with the combined magic of Trey, Carter, Deuce, Ace, and Grim combined.

Breathing heavily as relief filled your body as Riddle snapped out of his Rage and had a small breakdown while Trey dragged the sniffling Housewarden to the infirmary, while Carter attempted to gather all the injured students to the infirmary, most having a decent amount of blood loss, no less then 1/2 a litter for a most. Your skin covered bruises with blood soaking your clothing causing it to stick to your body as the metalic sent filled your nostrils. Your heart pounding through your chest as the noise of it filled your eardrums overwhelming any other of your senses.

Carter's appalled face twords grim consumption of the strange rock being the last thing you saw before suddenly black filled your vision.

[a-little-lostecho]

What will YOU and friends do?

Twisted Wonderland X Omori

(never doing something like this again it took forever)

[catgenderyuan]

Woah pony riddle overblot

[nammanarin]

*insert lame joke about tarts*

[card-soldier]

The Tea Party is Over Riddle

[saikira999]

When there's time, I'll do some art with Leona :3

[simply-xena]

[catacropolis]

Catching up with days 11-15

Day 11

Water faries

Day 12

Goblincore

Day 13

Countryside

Day 14

Darkness

Day 15

Dragon

Thanks to threeleaves_artwork on Instagram for the magicktober prompt list

[disintegore]

he looks cooler now <3 (i redesigned the og)

edit:

this is because i think his design sucked. i dont like him.

[ravenlking]

𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐘𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐓

𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 recovering from an overblot is no easy task. but luckily, you're there to help him through it all

gender-neutral warnings: - PTSD from overblots - Slight Panic Attack (not full-on) genre: angst and fluff a/n: - i did my best to write heavy angst, because lets be honest. there is NO WAY these boys recovered from overblotting so quickly and peacefully like in the game. bc apparently riddle was healthy mentally and physically enough to be able to attend and host the new unbirthday party ?? i dont think so- - inspired by this lovely post, i'm not sure if the author made a riddle version but here it is! - pictures don't belong to me, they go to their original owners! - please give me feedback :)

Let me know if you'd like more!

Limping, you cradled the basket in your hands. You were carefully to not roughly shake them lest you spoiled the items that you took a few hours to collect with the Heartslabyul dorm leader in mind. Your arm ached at the additional weight, yet you shouldered it as you approached Heartslabyul's vice dorm leader.

"Trey?"

He let out a hum as he gave you a gentle smile. Although, you didn't miss the concerned look as his amber eyes landed on the multitude of bandages around your leg and the way you covered your neck with a turtleneck to hide the scars from the battle during Riddle's overblot.

"How may I help you?"

"Is Riddle here?" You ask, wincing slightly as you shifted your weight to your other leg. "I want to see him."

Trey directed you down the corridor as you slowly walked behind him, admiring the hallways of Heartslabyuls. Strange stairways pathed in ruby red carpets leading to rooms on the walls, floating upside-down chairs, tea-cups nailed to the walls which had picture frames of red roses, Heartslabyul's interior was a wonder to marvel at. Finally, you came to a stop before a grand doors, the archway in the shape of a heart.

Before Trey opened it, he turned to you with a concerned look in his eyes.

"Just...be careful," He murmured, running a hand through his green hair. "It was only a week after his...you know, but Riddle is still a bit sensitive. Treat him like a doll, okay?"

You gave him a gentle smile, patting his shoulders, before knocking softly on the doors.

"I'll be fine, Trey," You responded as the vice dorm leader motioned to leave. Once he was out of sight, you called out to him.

"Riddle? May I come in?"

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Riddle Rosehearts sat at his desk, his back was ramrod-straight and his hands gripping onto his book so tightly that one would wonder how the pages weren't torn yet. Tears were slowly escaping from his eyes, trailing a salty path down his cheeks; little sobs choked up in his throats. His shoulders were slightly shaking before he shoved the book aside and let the sobs overtake him. What was the use of hiding them? No one was going to come in anyways...he was all alone in his big, empty room.

Why are you crying?! This was all your fault! If you had just followed Mother's rules, you would still be the queen!

"N-no..." Riddle held his head in his trembling hands. "Quiet, quiet- please!"

If the troublemakers still cause more chaos in our kingdom, execute them! Off with their head - but for real! Execute the sinners! Come on, my queen, shouldn't we?! SILENCE THOSE FOOLS-

"Shut up!" Riddle screamed, hitting himself in the head. That voice - the voice which he had grown to hate over the days, kept telling him to do something rash, something cruel, something inforgivable. He couldn't possibly listen to it, he shouldn't! He was beyond glad when he put up the silencing ward around his room to prevent eavesdroppers.

Riddle's body trembled harshly, acting like a fragile body within a snowy blizzard. Tears fell freely from his eyes as the voice continued to taunt him.

That's right, let those insecurities brew! Let them bubble, let them rage, let them ENGULF YOU.

YOU ARE RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS, THE DORM LEADER OF THE QUEEN OF HEARTS' DORMS.

YOU ARE A DISGRACE TO HER NAME.

"I-I'm not!" He shouted hoarsely into the empty room. Something within him panged greatly as the voice spoke. It was like it was tearing his soul from the inside, a wound that he couldn't heal.

Riddle hates himself for succumbing to these thoughts around a week ago when he overblotted. The fearful expressions on his friends' faces haunt him from morning to night, the way he didn't give a damn whether or not someone died because of him. Riddle attacked his friends, with the goal to silence them, the ones who had been there for him time and time again. Trey, who had been with him since childhood, Cater who supported him with bright grins and sunny personality, even Ace and Deuce who he reluctantly admitted he was fond of. Most importantly, he harmed you. A magicless prefect; vulnerable, and easily taken advantaged of during a fight involving a deadly dance of magic. He hates himself. Perhaps he was the tyrant that he deserves to be titled.

Great Seven, Riddle feels so alone, and so absolutely terrified of himself. His hands couldn't stop shaking, the choking feeling in his throat whenever he desperately gasped for breath. Riddle couldn't help the feeling of disgust as he looks at himself in the reflection of his glass bookshelves, depressingly sobbing into his hands, until he heard your name.

He believed it was a delusion, until he heard the knock again.

"Riddle? May I come in?"

Standing up with trembling legs, Riddle waved his ruby-topped pen around his face. A chill settled onto the areas of his eyes and nose, using it to push away his bloodshot appearance. He must remain perfect in front of you - who was he to cry when you suffered the most? Magicless and he attacked you without mercy. You stayed in the infirmary even longer than he did and he overblotted!

Once he deemed himself satisfactory to be under your gaze, Riddle took a deep breath before putting on a poker face. He approached the door before opening it cautiously.

"Yes, prefect?"

You gave him a gentle smile, a smile that he wasn't worthy of receiving. His steely grey eyes couldn't help but notice and outright stare at the scars that you suffered at his hands. An obvious limp on your dominant leg, a large bandage wrapped around your right wrist, and a carefully-chosen dark-colored turtleneck to hide the collar-like scar around your neck. Although you did your best to hide it with long sleeves, it was still so painfully obvious that you were in some sort of pain.

All because of him.

"May I come in?" You lifted your basket; he hadn't noticed it even after he scanned your body. You held in a wince, but even that was picked up by his ears. "I brought you some items and little gifts for you, things that I use whenever I'm down or stressed. Can I join you?"

Riddle blinked. Y-you wanted to be with him? Voluntarily? Even after what he had done to you?

Honestly prefect, you're so confusing at times.

The petite redhead nodded and turned to let you in, briefly inhaling the soothing scent he always associated you with and never failed to put him in a blissful mood. It was enough to lift a smile onto his lips, one that remained as he shut the door, re-installed the silencing wards, and turned to face you; you had made yourself comfortable on his large bed and were waiting for him with an eager smile, cross-legged and basket open.

"What's all this?" Riddle shrugged off the cape and hung it over on his chair before gently climbing onto his bed. He mirrored your position, eyes curious at some of the items you brought. There were some candle scents, a strange dice with fiddles and knobs on the sides, a delicate box with a sweet scent of strawberries coming from it - when did you prepare all this? And for him?

Why would even care for a tyrant like him? He tried to kill not only you, but your dearest friends?

You should have stayed away from a monster like him.

Monster? How dare you call yourself that! You are the Queen of Heart's faithful heir; you should carry out her legacy! You aren't a monster, you are the queen! Silence the fools! Silence, I say!

He felt the slight tremors going through his veins before his hands began to shake. He gripped them tightly and his smile began to strain even more. It was more of a grimace at this point.

"Riddle."

You took his hands in yours, using your thumb to gently rub circles into his smooth skin.

Breathing was getting harder by the moment as he felt his walls crashing down, failing to withhold the hurricane of depressing emotions that he never wants to show you.

He was undeserving of such pity. Who was he to unload all his baggage onto someone so pure and amazing as you? He should keep it all to himself-

EXECUTE THE RULE-BREAKER! WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR, MY QUEEN?! OFF WITH THEIR HEAD!

"Riddle, breath with me," You murmured.

Shakily, he tried his best to repeat after you, focusing on your breaths like it was the only sound in the world. In and out, in and out, in and out; it was the only thing going through his mind, acting like a mantra. Slowly, he felt himself calm down and his logical feelings kicked him. Why had he broken down in front of you like that?! He was so weak-

"Hey," You trailed your hands upwards until they were cradling Riddle's face. Tears, embarrassingly enough, had already begun to well up in the corners of his eyes. "Hey, Riddle. It's okay, I'm right here. I'm not going to leave you. Don't forget that I'm always here."

With those reassuring words, Riddle felt himself break. He ends up sniffling, trying his best to muffle the noises - which turned into loud, inevitable bawling. Sobs echoed in his room as he leaped into your arms, like a child, crashing against the surface of the fluffy pillows his bed was overflowing with. He nuzzled his head into a comfortable position, legs tangling with yours (while careful to avoid your injury), hands fisting your shirt into a tight knot which was sure to leave wrinkles, and teardrops wetting your shirt.

He's melting, he's absolutely vulnerable at this moment, and he couldn't look more like a child than he is at this moment. But he doesn't care, because at this moment, what he needs is you.

"Hear my heartbeat?" He heard you breathe out. Riddle nods against you, squeezing your and his legs tighter together. He continues to curl up, desperate for your warmth that chased away the voice in your head. The re-occurring bump-bump was a soothing noise to hear. "Just focus on that."

Bump

Bump

Bump

"Don't l-leave me," Riddle begs, looking up to peer into his eyes. The salty tears help to bring out the glimmer in his eyes, making them shine like jewels. Despite the bloodshot areas all over his face and the strange choking-like noises whenever he talked, Riddle continued to cry. "J-just stay."

Riddle sniffled, letting out a strangled cough as his throat closed up. His eyes were blurring over from the salty tears, yet he did his best to meet your eyes.

"I'm sorry for hurting you, I'm sorry for hurting your friends, I'm sorry for everything! Just stay! Please!"

You give him a smile and in this moment, Riddle feels that for once, everything will be alright.

"Alright, I'll stay. I'll stay as long as you want me to."

For once, the voice left him alone and all Riddle could hear was you.

[laykita]

Riddle Rosehearts Headcanons!

Contains Spoilers of Chapter 1 and 3 of Twisted Wonderland, if you not wish to see this, please skip!

Before and After Overblot

I got inspired by @zvezdacito redesigns so I got inspired to make some headcanons of my own! 🦇

Twisted Wonderland is my copium so yeah I hope you enjoy this :]

And I'll probably make headcanons each week so yeah stay tuned I hope u can see the text 😭

[twistedwonderlandobsession]

.•♥︎Spilled Tea♥︎•.

Series:Yuu Needs Therapy

Branch: Overblotts

Character: Riddle

Part: 2 of ?

It had been a week since the incident, you had avoided Riddle to the best of your possible abilities, changing the route you take to classes, skipping lunch, not visiting Heartslabyul, all to avoid the Crimson Tyrant. The Housewarden that even hearing of his name sent a wave of terror through your being and made your heart rate skyrocket.

Though you couldn't avoid the Heartslabyul halls forever, after all that was the halls of the residence of your first friends in this strange world. Of course Trey eventually invited you over to try a new cake recipe, and being the pushover or glutton you were either way you couldn't find it within yourself to reject your friends offer.

You slowed yohr stride for a moment, checking the time on your watch to see it was 3:47Pm, w

eighteen minutes before you agreed apon time. Glancing up from tne cheap watch to see you were in the garden, your eyes narrowing in on a chunck of burnt grass that had yet to heal from... a brief memory flashed through you mind as you continued to gaze at the pactj of grass or more accurately the lack thereoff..... Suddenly snaping out of your stupor you glanced down again to the watch on your wrist to see it was 4:12Pm.

Not wishing to delay be there any longer you quickened your pace to reach the doors of Heartslabyul, glancing around take sure the Tyrant you dreaded seeing oh so much was not within range as you waited oh so patiently for Trey do open the door. Picking away at the chipped nail polish on your nails...why was Trey taking so long?

Come on....come on.

.....Ok maybe you weren't waiting so patiently, but right in the middle of your internal monologue the door swang open to Carter Greeting you, Quite loudly.

"YOOOO! Prefect, wassup? Been a minute since I've seen you visiting the dorm. You being blackmailed or summ?"

Taking a small step back so the door wouldn't smack you dead in face, the door narrowly missing your nose and brushing past it. Wincing slightly at the excessive greeting. My poor ears.

"Uhm hey Cater, yea it's a...it's been a minute. And Not that I know of."

Carter grimaced before his face contorted into a akward smile, bringing his hand to to back of his neck.

"Yikes! Sorry prefect."

Chuckling quietly you gave him a small but very pleasant smile to ease his nerves, still continuing to pick away to the nail polish. can we speed this up Speaking with a sarcastic but playful edge in your words

"Trying to kill me already Cater? I thought you enjoyed my company."

The Ginger rolled his eyes playfully twords you before taking out his phone

"Yeah yeah, mind if we take a photo for my magic cam?"

Trying to politely reject his offer you shook your head with a apologetic facial expression.

"I usually would Liar. but I agreed to meet up with Trey to try some stuff and am already late." Two lies in one sentence, world record.

Nodding he turned off his phone and slid it into the pocket of his blazer

"Ooo well then Cay Cay will let you go then Kk."

Nodding you quickly slid past him into the halls of the Heartslabyul dormitory, having stopped tormenting your poor nail polish you let it be as you proceeded to the kitchen of the dormitory, immediatley seeing the familiar sight of Trey in the kitchen with flour dusting the surfaces and his apron

Noticing he was not yet aware of her presence a small knock was placed on the wall, the small thuds alerting him of her presence he snapped his head uo from whatever task he was completing and gave her a small smile.

"Hey prefect, uh- I'm not quite done yet-"

Wipping off his hands onto his apron he quickly turned around and offered out his hand to you.

"Here, why don't I lead you to my room, you can wait there."

"No im fine with-"

Trey gave a reassuring smile twords you, still offering out his hand in a seemingly friendly jesture.jester.

"Really prefect I insist."

and with that small nudging you took his hand as he lead you through the well lit corridors with names labeling each of the doorm rooms. Guiding you to a door and opening it before gently nudging you inside and closing the door behind you.

.........If only you had payed attention to the Name of the tenant that owned that particular dorm.

[nora-kano-rokii]

Overblot Riddle 🌹🥀

[twistedwonderlandthoughts]

Ace: Do you know that we are made out of atoms?

Ace: And atoms never touch each other.

Ace: So in my defense, I did not punch that child.

Carter: You punched your house warden.

Ace: Still never technically touched the child.

Carter: well, that “child” is about to revoke your right to eat Treys baking for a month.

Ace: he can’t Persuade Trey not to feed me-

Carter: -but he CAN punch you- here he comes now!

Ace: What-

Riddle in the distance waking up from his overblot: ACE YOU UNEDUCATED DISRESPECTFUL BRAT! GET OVER HERE!

Ace: oh SHiT

Carter filming: and some tea for Azul

[muscle-red]

*During Riddle Overblot Part two* :

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Ace: Rules are made to be broken.

Riddle: They were made to be followed. Nothing is made to be broken!

Yuu(MC): Uh, piñatas.

Deuce: Glow sticks.

Cater: Karate boards.

Trey: Spaghetti when you have a small pot and eggs.

Deuce,who is still not over finding out the things about chickens* : ....... :(

Ace: Rules.

Riddle: ......

[peppermintboba25]

My attempt at makeup for overblot riddle