⋆ HIME★GYARU ! ⋆

"Wha– what are you doing here?! Don't you know I can't come outside with you anymore? If my mother finds out, she–"

"If. If she finds out. And she won't! Because you won't be leaving your room." With a proud expression on your face, you made a grand gesture to the set up behind you. Three oddly dressed stuffed animals sitting in the direction of Riddle, all with tiny plates that had various flavors of cookies, and cups of warm tea to accompany them. You quickly bent down, then popped back up with another plate and teacup, pushing them into Riddle's shaking hands.

"Surprise! Isn't this wonderful?! You aren't allowed to go to the tea parties, so now the tea parties have come to you! Cheers!" You clinked your tea cup with his, before taking a big sip. You looked rather proud of yourself for thinking of this, but Riddle only remained frozen in place.

"I..." He started, looking from you, to the teacup, then back to you and all of your plushie friends you brought. For a few beats, he debated indulging in the tea party. He wanted to play with you, truly he did. But it was too risky, and he knew it.

"You have to leave. If my mother finds you here, we'll both be punished. Go play around with someone else." He carefully set the teacup and plate on the window sill, before closing the window up in your face.

However, you remained hopeful even after that day. Riddle could never seem to shake you. You continued to try and bring the fun to him, slipping secret letters into his study room's window to tell him all about your daily adventures along with little pressed plants you found along the ways. You tried to talk to him face to face, but you were often ignored.

That is, until the magic mirror assigned you the Heartslabyul dorm once you both gained acceptance into the same college. A feat you were overjoyed to achieve.

"A very merry unbirthday! To me! To you!" You sang your heart out as you skipped around the table, happily pouring extra tea for everyone at the unbirthday party. "Let's all congratulate us with another cup of tea! A very merry unbirthday, to–"

Riddle let out a sigh as he watched you act like a fool. But unfortunately, you weren't breaking any rules. So it wasn't as if he could simply scold you to stop your endless supply of energy.

Beside him, Trey only laughed into his tea, before setting it down to look at Riddle with a knowing smile.

"They haven't changed one bit since we were younger, have they?"

"...Unfortunately not." Riddle replied, fork mindlessly stabbing at the tart in front of him.

Across the table, you spun around to not hit the edge, but instead almost fell straight into Ace, who shouted at you as the tea in his hands almost spilled all over himself.

"Hey! Watch it! It's an unbirthday party, not a rave!" Ace huffed, before mumbling to himself "Though I'd rather be at a rave than be here with all these guys..."

"Oh come on, where is your spirit? I mean, if at least one cup of tea doesn't spill, are we even celebrating properly?"

Riddle felt his eye twitch.

"That is not–" he stopped himself, taking in a sharp inhale as he pressed his fingers to his temple. He made a promise to be better about these things.

But you beamed at him as if his hesitance to scold you was direct praise.

"I'm just saying," Trey lifted the cup up to his lips once more, "But you've thrown people out of unbirthday parties for less." Riddle opened his mouth in protest– and then closed it.

Because irritatingly enough, Trey wasn't wrong.

You were loud. Disruptive. Completely lacking in decorum.

And yet...

He supposed in a way, you were always the light of the unbirthday parties. You took every step possible to make sure everyone was being included, having fun, and socializing with their peers more.

You payed special attention to Riddle, of course. Dragging him into your little party games and challenging him to competitions. Which he never fully understood why you did that, considering you were horrifically awful at croquet.

Still, you'd confidently smile despite your track record. And proceed to lose miserably.

"Riddle!" You waved him over, now standing by Cater with two flamingos in hand. "Are you almost finished eating? Come over here and play! Best 173 out of 839! I'll surely win one of them!"

Riddle couldn't help the slightest of smiles that tugged at the corner of his lips. And while ignoring the annoyingly smug grin Trey was shooting at him, Riddle pushed himself up from his seat and began walking over to you.

"You do remember rule 703, correct? I have a feeling you'll only end up serving me black tea tomorrow. But if you wish to play, by all means." Riddle teased, but your determination refused to waiver.

"Hmph! In your dreams, Rosehearts. I'll have you know, I've been studying up on strategies for this game. This time, you'll be the one serving me tea!"

He took one of the flamingos from you, watching as Cater finished setting up the rest of the game.

"I expect a proper match from you. Are we ready to begin?" He looked to Cater who responded with a bright smile and a thumbs up.

"All good to go!" He called out, and you got into position.

Riddle couldn't help the fond look in his eyes as you adjusted your form, pure concentration in your expression– only for the first swing to end up wildly off course.

But yet, you laughed.

And Riddle, distracted by the fluttering in his chest, proceeded to miss on his swing as well.

Dividers by priestboy

Do not steal or use my work for ai purposes. I will eat you.

Savanaclaw

Many people are confused by Madeline!yuus nature views her as weird, especially when she's talking about the narrator's. Madeline!yuu seems to have an understanding over animals as well as other creatures building companionship with yhem, she can be seen talking to her mouse and having them help with tasks–honestly nothing makes sense with her.

Jack would be taken aback on how absurd and weird Madeline!yuu is but shes nice as well as does not harbor in any bad intentions, she's just weird but also nice which is enjoyable for jack. Jack would be taken aback on how abstract her magic is but he brush it off thinking it's simply just her, honestly he is kinda be scared of Madeline!yuu because one of the desserts she offer keep singing eat me towards him.

"well she is–... Something" that's what ruggie thought of Madeline!yuu, he would often be curious on what type of snack and food she enjoy in her tea parties due to them looking like it's from a high class pastry chef–he would be taken aback when she hadn him a dessert, I guess he judges to early surprisingly she's nice. If he does have a free time, ruggie would enjoy tea time with Madeline!yuu because how can he pass over high quality wonderland dessert.

Leona would not admit it but he actually find Madeline!yuu presence nice as well as comforting, their first meeting happened when Leona almost ate earl grey before the mouse can be drop to his mouse–a yarn was thrown caughting him off guard by Madeline!yuu. Honestly Madeline!yuu would just treated Leona like a large cat of course she would not baby him but simply just giving him head pats and letting him rest on her lap, imagine the savanaclaw student seeing their dorm leader is in a tea party with the prefect of ramshackle dorm sleeping peacefully while beside him the prefect sips her tea like it's normal.

Octavinelle

Madeline!yuu would have tea parties at weird timing, imagine during the middle of a battle an entire tea set and table just suddenly appear and Madeline!yuu just sitting there drinking not minding the chaos. The students are appalled by this and would often wonder what type of magic she's using because it seems it's not natural or bending reality like it's normal

Azul would honestly be interested doing business with Madeline!yuu, even she doesn't make sense and often tricking him finding a loop hole in his plans–azul is interested in what type of tea Madeline!yuu would provide. He wants to sell or open up a menu about wonderland cuisine in mostro lounge, but... The ingredients simply doesn't make sense–when Madeline!yuu teaching him about how to cook the clam look at him and talk back to him catching off guard.

Jade would instantly feel interested in Madeline!yuu not to mention on how all she does doesn't naturally make sense or follow the laws of physics or time, he is amused as well as accepting her tea offer as well as taking a bite out of a dessert that sings with no trouble. He would question on how does her magic work, how can she fit a table in her hat, or walk through walls–literally anything she does he would asked. She would answer but yet her answer doesn't make sense, well for other jade seems to get a hand of it. He views her a benefactor, and he does enjoy her presence and madness in school.

Its like a kid with a magician, Floyd is the kid while Madeline!yuu is a magician. He would often be curious as well as excited of Madeline!yuu tricks, Floyd would clap his hands with excitement every time Madeline!yuu is there. He would not judge her in fact would be visibly be angry when people call her weird, honestly he wish that he can do the exact same thing she does–it seems like her world is often fun.

Scarabia

Despite NRC gloomy energy as well as their favouritism for dark colors, Madeline!yuu happy nature would be seen as off. She's always happy and enthusiastic over anything, keeping a positive energy that is similar towards a certain dorm leader. Even during dark times, Madeline!yuu would often keep a bright energy as well as ignoring what people say about her.

Ohhh kalim would absolutely have fun with Madeline!yuu she's cool as well as excited to be around, both of them would host tea parties sharing each other's homeland food as well as Madeline!yuu telling all the stories of her old school–"your school was taken over by the evil queen, and you and your friends ride dragons to get it back" kalim is listening with stars in his eyes, he can finally relax in her presence as well as seeing her a person he can party with.

Jamil would be on guard with Madeline!yuu, she's surely eccentric as well as weird. She's afraid she might influence kalim in a bad way, but after some time not. Jamil is often freaked out by the mice that follow Madeline!yuu around, especially concerned about her wonderland food–i mean you would understand because imagine your friend bringing a cake that sings. But he has to admit she is genuinely nice, but simply has her way of doing things.

Pomifiore

Madeline!yuu style would stick out a lot, honestly someone like her belong in RSA to be honest. Despite the colors as well as the elements of wonderland in her outfits like defying gravity, Pomifiore honestly would start taking notes due to her style as well as taking advice. Heck Madeline!yuu uniform has been modified to fit her style, vil is interested in how she included magic and style into one.

Vil would jaw drop on how her outfits are fire proof and ice proof, absolutely applaud. Vil would absolutely adore Madeline!yuu despite her unrefined ways, vil adores how she's dedicated to aesthetics as well as not losing elements of her homeland. Even though he might feel a little disturbed with the mouse, he would approve of how early grey move taking care of Madeline!yuu. He respects her fashion, as well as her makeup and artistry–he would lecture anyone who dares to call her style is weird.

Rook would be enamoured by Madeline!yuu, her aesthetic and capabilities makes her such a unique prey–not to mention her being able to spot him from afar. He would often play games with her, him speaking in riddles and Madeline!yuu would try to interpret it. He enjoys the way she talks not to mention the sound effect it makes, and often partakes speaking that way–he just enjoys the madness and chaos she brings. All logic doesn't make sense, he guess that's what makes her interesting.

Epel would be overwhelmed by Madeline!yuu personality at first, but when she offered him a cup of tea to heal his sore throat–epel would start to open up to her. Honestly he found her abilities funny due to how absurd it is, she would often be there acting as a stabilizing force for him–helping him pass a test or simply just there to offer cup of tea, epel judge her to quickly and he admired how she's would be understanding and would try to help people be comfortable with themselves.

Ignihyde

Madeline!yuu would often mention how different her old schools are, like imagine telling the first years about the dragon games as well as her going to school with the children of the seven. Honestly the first years wonder why NRC isn't like this, honestly ever after high seems more interesting–vil would cry over the loss of a fashion club.

Idia is confused with Madeline!yuu, she simply doesn't make sense. She managed to jump off from high places and still wouldn't get any scratches or injuries, she's literally unpredictable. Low-key, idia would be a little afraid of her yet would be amused by her. She's like a hacker or a person who is in creator mode in Minecraft, she's unbound and able to do anything she wants to do.

Ortho would be interested in Madeline!yuu magic, she's like a person coming out from a fairy tale. Plus, she's so nice... Every time Ortho joins the party, Madeline!yuu specifically prepared a liquid that he can enjoy as well as suited for his taste. She would entertain him with stories of her hometown as well as old school, low-key he wonders why she decided to move out ( she didn't, she was teleported but decided to stay awhile )

Disamonia

Madeline!yuu magic is endless, on normal occasions she would summer salt through the walls of the school–storing inside things inside her hat that should not be possible, like a full tea set. Not to mention, on how she's able to transcend time and space as if the laws of this aren't bound by her–warping reality and entering with higher planes of dimensions. Many would be fearful of her yet some would be curious about her magic, malleus would theorize that her magic is running on imagination and narrative story–the reason she seems talking to herself is because she's on another plane.

Malleus would be fascinated about Madeline!yuu, he's been hearing so much about her yet never once met her. The first time he and her meet, she immediately complimented his horns as well as how cool looking he is–then pull out a tea cup from her pocket. Ever since then, malleus would often enjoy Madeline!yuu tea parties because it is unpredictable–even his magic acts differently around her. He is so happy to finally be invited towards events without any fear, Madeline!yuu would often remember him as well as popping up in the most unexpected places ever. Honestly she makes him laugh due to how absurd it is, malleus is so happy to finally have someone. He is quite curious about ever after high, especially hearing about the dragon games.

Sebek would disapprove of Madeline!yuu, not trusting the chaos she does as well as how absurd it is. He would often ask if malleus is fine and is not in any way harm from Madeline!yuus teaparty, despite the many times he yelled at her–she still will welcome him. It was awkward with her during a tea party where he was invited, he originally doesn't want to go but malleus manages to convince him to go. And in fact he quite enjoys her presence, and her letting him yapped about malleus. He would often whenever or not he would reject her offer of tea, but he starts to enjoy them.

Silver would honestly find Madeline!yuu nice as well as understanding, every time he falls asleep and wakes up during a tea party–madeline!yuu would prepare a cup of tea for him to wake up. In fact he received a tea mix that helped him stay awake longer, he would often feel bad on how people would often be quick to judge her on the inside but not her deepest qualities.

LEONA KINGSCHOLAR

he knew he smelled your scent upon entering the hall of mirrors―he didn't want to believe it. not because he didn't want to see you, but because he finally thought he was getting over you.

it's hard to get over what he knew cherished.

nothing else mattered. the voices around him fell deaf in his ears as his eyes found yours―he just stares. everyone leaves the room, leonas eyes shake but he holds himself steady a little bit longer.

he wants to remark on the fact your back, maybe a tch, took you long enough...but nothing comes out. his mouth gaps open, but he closes it again when you reach him. you have the audacity to say hello. with that stupid look on your face, like your trying not to cry.

his name out of your lips sounds soft and unreal. so, he takes your wrist―unsure what to expect, maybe his hand to fade through yours―but when his fingers curl around your wrist, he immediately pulls you in feeling a wave of relief hit his chest.

his arms lock around you, his face buried into the crook of your neck as he squeezes you gently―reassurance maybe? you don't question, you just softly cry into his uniform. when you move, he gets scared, pulling you back to his chest with a soft growl.

"don't move...stupid, herbivore. i hate what you do to me, giving all these damn heart attacks...you're not going anywhere, not again. mh? no, im not crying...just...don't pull a stunt like that' again."

AZUL ASHENGROTTO

many thoughts ran through his mind. staring down the hall he spots you, in the flesh. the same outfit, the same hair, same smile he adores. he's had many speeches prepared if you ever did come back, but they were all scrapped.

it would be impossible for you to come back, it take a miracle.

but staring back at you, eyes teary and wet, his dreams were coming true right in front of him. he calls your name, soft and hopeful. you call his name back, your own tears fell down your cheeks as his feet stumble toward you.

you smile softly, arms reaching out to hold him. to show him you're real because you know him. all the contracts, deals and research he's done has built up to this moment.

falling back into your arms, glasses hitting the floor and his hat loose upon his head as he holds you close.

his gloved fingers brush through your hair, hands tremble when you hold them to your face, eyes searching yours. for what, exactly? he's just missed you so much, he doesn't believe your real.

he won't let go for a while, always keeping you close, hand in hand―and when you're alone again, he's in your arms with his head in your chest.

"i calculated the odds of different ways to follow you, to find a way for you to come back...don't vanish again, my heart can't take another statistical miracle..."

KALIM AL-ASIM

is probably the only one out of all the housewardens to actually start crying immediately, running into your arms forgetting everyone and everything around him. you are, and have been, the only person on his mind...ever since your departure. his tears flew with him as he jumped into your arms, crying you name..

you both almost go tumbling backwards if you haven't grabbed onto the wall close and slide down to sit, his figure curled into yours, laying between your legs as he cries.

he thought you were gone, for good. he thought he would never hear your laughter, your breathing or your heartbeat ever again. it broke him into a million pieces, but now he sees you─in the flesh, feeling your skin to his and your tears falling down your cheeks...he knew you were you. you were real, back with him, in his arms.

he sniffles, laughing out your name like he's been holding it in for an eternity. his arms wrap tight around your waist, his head dug into your shirt, tears staining your clothes.

when he feels your arms hug him back, he scrambled to sit up. sitting on his knees he locked eyes with yours, wet and puffy―but had the biggest smile on his face. he brushes the tears from your cheeks as he just laughs.

he tells you everything you've missed, the new adventures he's been on and never leaves your side for a second. hands in yours, pinkies interlinked and cuddling you. he's missed you, so much!

"i've missed you so much, yuu! but your back! you're actually back! everyone told me to give up hope, that i would never see you again...but look! YOUR HERE, AHA!...do you know how quiet everything back at scarabia was without you?"

VIL SCHOENHEIT

his eyesight might not be as sharp as rooks, but he would be a fool if he didn't notice the same figure he would see everyday stand a few feet before him. the hall of mirrors suddenly went quiet, mummers left and right and eyes on the housewarden of pomefiore.

vil felt something in his chest lift, a sliver of hope? or maybe a boulder that was crushing him since your absence. is this an illusion? no, everyone else sees you.

there you are, standing before him down the path and smile at him―your hair swish as you speed walk toward him, arms to your side as a nervous wave washes over you. is he upset? has he fallen out of love with you? you wouldn't blame him, you left so suddenly. with these thoughts you slow down, eyes blinking back tears as you suddenly felt strong arms wrap around your shoulders and pull you into a tight hug.

your face smushes against vil's dorm uniform, his touch on your was gently, like he was holding some fragile. he pulls you back just enough to cup your face with his hand, his thumb brushing over your skin as if he's trying to figure out if you're real.

violet eyes search yours, teary and filled with warmth. you laugh out a cry when he whispers your name softly, missing the sound of his voice you hug him tight.

his firm is graceful yet tight, afraid you'll slip away from his embrace again.

"you reckless...do you know how many restless nights my skin had to endure because of you?...you owe me hours on facials...do not disappear from my life like that again, i won't allow it."

IDIA SHROUD

he wasn't there when you arrived, in fact he was in his room all the way at his dorm. the lights were dim and the sound of computers rang through the walls. he spent days figuring out ways to speak among worlds―despite it being inevitable...or so he thought.

he knew it was a fool for even trying, but he's not a quitter when it comes to something he's invested in. in this case, it was you. ortho was so excited to see idias' reaction―leading you to his dorm, the younger shroud brother left you alone to see idia.

you knock, only once. soft and careful.

"uh, c―come in?" who's knocking on his door? ortho is down at the hall of mirrors with the rest of the first years―as idia thought to himself, the sudden sound of his being called causes him to flinch.

that voice...?

he turned in his gaming chair, blue hair follows as he locks eyes with you. your standing in the middle of his room awkwardly, arms behind your back with a sheepish smile in your face.

he's hundred percent thinks he's hallucinating. just a few restless nights, he's missed you too much―he rambles under his breath as he closed his eyes. head buried in his hood, maybe you'll go away when he opens his eyes.

"...idia?"

his eyes snap open, this time your much closer then before. kneeling at his chair to look at him from below, a tear rolled down your cheeks before you could stop it.

he suddenly panics and grabs your shoulders, looking around for some sigh of hologram. "pulse...there... temperature?...normal...shadow casting..." his hand goes to your chest, but it doesn't phase through.

his breath hitched, his hair flickers and he's suddenly hugging you tight, practically knocking you both to the floor at his chair. burying your face in his shoulder, he takes a shakey deep breath.

he didn't have anything to say, he just stayed in your arms for hours on end. you'll get a word out of him in the morning, let him hold you. he needs to know your real."

MALLEUS DRACONIA

his emerald eyes locked onto you the moment you arrived, malleus stares at you. there you are―alive, breathing, in the same room you said goodbye too. his face drops into a look of shock and awe, his eyes scanning for a clear path to you until he took it.

when you see him, the dragon heir who usually never is around, appears in front of you with shaky eyes. you smile, tears already forming in your eyes as his hands hesitantly hover over your arms.

his hand gently brushes your shoulder, his other reaching to cup your cheek―confirming you are in fact not an illusion. this isn't a dream, this isn't the world playing a dirty trick on him.

his partner beside the throne was back, standing before him, smiling up at him. you anchor yourself by squeezing the sleeve of his dorm uniform, melting into his touch.

he breathed your name, breath warm against your skin as you nod slowly. your smile still on your face as you cried happy tears. malleus didn't cry, he did much of that while you were away from him. lilia held him, being the only one to be his sliver of hope seeing you again...even if he had no clue it that was true.

but here you were, proving all those who thought you were gone forever, wrong. his gloved fingers combs your hair back, pulling you into his embrace and holds you tight.

he doesn't let anyone else close to you without his supervision.

"i...have hoped for a miracle...i wished upon every star to see you again, my love...you vanished from this world, even the strongest of potions couldn't aid me....i believed i lost you forever, let me hold you...just a little longer."

end notes; i rly like idia guys im going insane.

𝗜𝗗𝗜𝗔𝗦𝗣𝗟𝗔𝗬𝗘𝗥𝗧𝗪𝗢 ݁ ˖Ი𐑼⋆ ― 2026

I shall brew your favorite tea everyday for you, in case you somehow find your way back here. I sincerely hope that you never forget the moments we spent together in such a limited time. Cater told me to make an album out of all our pictures, so I bought a physical album a day before you went home, and printed out every single one of our pictures in my camera roll (and Cater's—I still don't know why he has a lot of them).

The photo album is on the bottom of all the gifts inside this box. If you ever feel like you miss me, you may open the album. I love you."

— With love, Riddle Rosehearts

trey clover

the letter was folded somewhat messily and attached on top of a medium sized container full of pastries. he didn't use any envelopes because he couldn't find them in time.

— To, Name

"Hey, how are you holding up there? Do you miss me already? Haha. Just kidding (it feels so weird to write my own laughter). I baked a bunch of pastries in such a short time, i feel like it's kinda hurting my body a little. But i'll do anything for you.

You can try all of them at once, or save them for another day. Your choice. I asked professor Crewel to put a special spell on the pastries to make them last longer. Cool, right?

But if some of these pastries don't exist in your world, then i'm a little sad, haha. Maybe you should've brought the baker and not just the pastries.

I'm not that good with words, but through this gesture, i hope you know that i cherish you a lot, and that i wish we could've met at a different time in an entirely different timeline. Maybe we could've spent more time together until marriage, haha.

Sorry. I'm kinda getting ahead of myself. I love you ♡ (sorry if the heart looks messy, my hands still hurt from all the baking)"

— Sincerely, Trey

cater diamond

the letter was folded neatly, its orange colored and glittery envelope was the first thing you saw upon opening the medium sized box.

— for you, duh!

"hey! ik u miss me already after you read that little 'hey'. did you read that in my voice? i bet you do!!! anyway, im lowkey kinda torn between sad and happy that you're finally home :(

im happy cuz you can finally reunite with your friends, but the fact that i cant see you again is like, so weird. since we used to hang out everyday..i feel like we broke up even though we didnt, its like a long distance relationship thats ridiculously far

oh, by the way! the one who suggested we should put our gifts in a box was ace. you should thank him. uh, somewhat. i guess just thank him in your dreams

guess what my gift is! though judging by the box, i'm sure you could already tell. its a phone case that matches mine! idk what type ur phone is on there tho, so just look at it if you feel like missing me :)

and then i also got you a bunch of cute keychains!! its matching with me, again, so you definitely have to use it on your bag or purse! so if someone asks 'oh that looks so cute whered u get it,' just say ur bf got it for you XD

anyway, i miss you like crazy and i love you;("

— from, me

ace trappola

the letter was somewhat crumpled and you could see tiny droplets of tears on it. he didn't use any envelopes because he found it to be a hassle. 'as long as the letter gets to them, i don't see anything wrong with it.'

— for the weirdo who kept popping up in my dreams

"hey or whatever, why did you go home? you literally told me you'd stay behind for me or something. but its not like i care or anything, OK? its just a question. everyone was sad that you left, yk, not me tho im nonchalant as hell

soo the huge box besides of you is like, a coincidence. someone else told me that we were preparing gifts for you, and it was definitely not me cuz why would i do that? anyway i accidentally spent too much on you so be grateful :/

its ur favorite food, then a polaroid picture of us(i was forced by others to give it to you, definitely), clothes you've been dying to get but didnt manage to get in time, then another printed picture but this time its of all of us, and then my magic pen

i probably went into trouble after you left cuz of that, but dw my reasoning was that grim swallowed it, so the headmaster would definitely give me one more.

anyway, ive been acting way too chill about all this but as you can see from how wet this paper is i was crying ok? i hope you know that i genuinely do love and miss you"

— from the weirdo who cant stop dreaming of you

deuce spade

the letter looked like it was folded neatly, but once you picked it up, you could see that it was a little uneven on some sides. it seemed like he was aiming for perfection. you could also see droplets of tears on the letter.

— To, Name

"Hi! :D I was very caught off guard when the headmaster announced you were finally going home:( I got so sad i couldn't stop crying myself to sleep think normally for a while. But then i realized you probably don't want me to be like that, so i stopped doing that.

I prepared a lot of gifts in advance! I was planning on giving you this on your birthday, but turns out you went home earlier before that even happened ;( But don't worry! The gifts are perfect for this occasion too. Oh, i added a few extra gifts, too.

I actually asked my mom to deliver my middle school jacket so i could give it to you, hehe. I hope that's not too weird. Then, i also wrote a birthday letter for you, so you'll have to read that after this! And then i made some type of scrapbook, i guess that's what it's called?

Cater told me i should make one for you because he said you'd probably like it, so i did. It's a little messy though, because i watched tutorials from all across magicam, hehe. But i hope you like it! I love you forever, Name. (ps this paper is definitely not wet because of my tears)"

— From, Deuce

A - Aftercare = (what they’re like after sex)

Very attentive! Riddle cares about you very much and he always goes through a list to make sure you’re alright after your shared sexcapade.

“Are you thirsty? Would you like help getting clean? Are you hurt anywhere?” He never wants you to feel unloved by him.

B - Body part = (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Riddle's favorite body part on himself would be his hands. They are his greatest tool! He gets to hold your hands, he gets to feel your skin, all with the power of his ten fingers. He takes good care of them and he loves when you give him compliments.

Riddle's favorite part of you is your eyes. He likes the color and the shape. He likes how he can read your emotions. How shiny your eyes look when you're excited, how they get glassy and wet when you're overwhelmed during sex... Oh yeah, he loves direct eye contact when he's on top.

C - Cum = (anything to do with cum basically)

Because of Riddle's diet and lifestyle I want to say his semen is pretty thick. Harder to swallow and the taste has a bittersweet flavor since he has a lot of tea and sweets daily. He doesn't recommend you trying to swallow because it's more viscous than average.

D - Dirty Secret = (a dirty secret of theirs)

This stays with Riddle until he is laid to rest. You might look at him funny if you found out and he can’t have that.

Riddle keeps track of how many times he’s made you cum in a small notebook. Along with what caused that exact reaction to note. Riddle doesn’t want to feel like he’s diving into a situation unprepared. So he takes note of the way you like when he touches here and there. If your toes curled, if your eyes rolled back, ect. He’s even started to notice if you try to fake an orgasm. He knows everything about your pleasure… You just don’t know it.

E - Experience = (how experienced are they? do they know what they're doing?)

Riddle awkwardly twiddles his thumbs from his seat on the edge of the bed. He doesn’t have much human interaction outside of getting library books and studying with his mother. He’s very stiff and awkward as he learns but it doesn’t take long for him to get the hang of it.

F - Favorite Position = (exactly what it says)

Plain missionary with looots of eye contact. Riddle likes positions where he gets to be on top of you and he likes holding your face while kissing and he likes when you look at him. He wants your attention and he wants you to engrave the memory of who’s fucking you deep into your heart.

G - Goofy = (are they more serious in the moment? are they more humorous?)

Sex is no laughing matter. You need to take him seriously. If there's giggling he will pause and ask what's wrong. Is it something he did..?

H - Hair = (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes?)

Riddle doesn't grow a lot of hair but he likes staying tidy. He never let's it get out of control so he will trim and do a little shaving. But he grew up with a health nut for a parent so he is very against going bald. The color is a little darker than his hair, looking closer to a deep brown than red.

I - Intimacy = (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect?)

Riddle prefers making love instead of having sex. Very intimate with lots of kissing and touching. Sometimes he wants to do freaky things to you, but it's not very often.

J - Jack Off = (masturbation headcanon)

Riddle rarely makes or has time for masturbation. He’s a busy man! And he’s not really thinking about that kind of thing until he’s already pent up and stressed out.

He does struggle to make free time for himself. But he does eventually finish a well deserved stroke session to the thought of you.

K - Kink = (one or more of their kinks)

He is the master who will tame that unruly personality of yours! Riddle loves brat taming and he loves getting to play the role of dom or master. He has a lot of issues but we aren't here to unpack that right now. Sometimes Riddle likes when you mouth off so he can put you in your place or show you what happens when you disobey simple directions.

L - Location = (favorite place to do the do)

Riddle is very plain, he prefers the comfort and privacy of a bedroom. However... There are times where he wants to have sex in his private study at home or in a library...

M - Motivation = (what turns them on, gets them going?)

For Riddle it's when you praise him in a syrupy voice. He receives praise so often and for everything because he is perfect and correct always. But the compliments from his peers are so often they feel disingenuous. But when you do it with a gentle glide over his back with your finger tips he feels his cock jump with delight. He suppresses this behavior but you do notice his ears turning red when he nods in appreciation.

N - No = (something they wouldn’t do, turns offs)

Mommy or Daddy kink. Which some of you may be looking at me appalled but I think a lot of people misinterpret how trauma can affect your sex life when it comes to mommy and daddy. Time for a mini psych lesson in the world of sex!

Most mommy and daddy based fetish come from a lack of attention. Young women without a strong father figures seek older, responsible men. Young men without a caring mother figure seek women to take that role. With Riddle he had an overbearing mother who was always glancing over his shoulder. Always watching and he never had room to breathe.

This would have the reverse effect where calling you mommy or daddy would actually leave him with a sour taste in his mouth. Especially as he’s recovering and recognizing his abuse. I heavily disagree with mommy kink Riddle even if I tend to fall into the minority with this.

O - Oral = (preference on giving or receiving, skill, ect.)

Oh Great Seven he’s arriving! Riddle is actually very sensitive around his tip so he will politely decline head even if you give the generous offer to drool and spit all over it like you’re starving. He doesn’t want to disappoint.

Riddle is shockingly good at giving oral. In the early stages of your relationship he did pick up some anatomy books and he did his research. He wants to find all possible erogenous zones! His tongue works in figure 8s and sharp circles. And when you cum he looks at you pleased. Of course it felt good. He knows what he’s doing down there.

P - Pace = (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual?)

It depends on the mood that night. Riddle loves plain and standard, slow missionary love making with an ultra thin condom. He’s a professional! But there are times where he’s inside of you raw, gently holding your throat while you kiss and he ruts his hips rougher than before.

Q - Quickie = (their opinions of quickies, how often, etc.)

A pointless endeavor. Humans evolved so that way they would NOT behave like animals. You need to wait and be patient and he will give you sex. A quickie is just a waste and a mess and there’s the danger of getting caught by a stranger. Public indecency is a crime.

R - Risk = (are they game to excitement? do they take risks, etc.)

It would depend on your definition of ‘risk’. He avoids danger and anything that could be a crime or life threatening. If you wanted to explore more risqué topics you’ll have to sit him down and go through it together. He will hear you out and prepare counter arguments if he thinks it’s necessary.

S - Stamina = (how many rounds can they go for? how long can they last?)

Riddle doesn’t have good stamina so he relies on foreplay. He knows how his body works and how to move to avoid cumming too soon. He plans to make you cum long before he does so when he does finish, sex feels like an hour long even if it was actually thirty minutes.

T - Toys = (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themself?)

Great Seven how could you suggest such a thing?! Put that phallus object away! Riddle is very traditional he prefers his hands for his personal pleasure. He has browsed a sex catalog and saw a fleshlight but it almost gave him a heart attack thinking that it would be mailed to his house and intercepted by his mother. Pass.

When it comes to sex with you he is a little more open minded. But it takes a lot of discussion and research for him. He doesn’t think too hard about your masturbation habits. It’s when you pull out a vibrator and try pressing it against his cock does he demand you release him.

U - Unfair = (how much they like to tease)

Riddle views teasing to be unnecessary. Being upfront and honest is the best choice! He enjoys foreplay but if you ask him in a sweet voice or beg with a flutter of your lashes he crumbles like paper…

V - Volume = (how loud are they? what sounds they make, etc.)

He often sounds like he’s fighting to catch his breath. He pants and gasps in your ear, the sounds getting louder and whinier the closer he is to cumming. He rarely swears, but during sex it’s a filthy sound you never thought you’d live hear.

W - Wild = (a random headcanon on the character)

Before you become sexually intimate Riddle wants you to meet his mother. For Riddle, sex is extremely vulnerable and important. He doesn’t want you to see his nude body before you meet someone who’s important to him. Your view on his mother may warp your relationship. It’s okay that you aren’t her biggest fan. But keep in mind Riddle is recovering and trying to undo years of trauma. You may have your heart in the right place but remember; he’s known and loved his mother longer than he’s known and loved you.

X - X-ray = (lets see what's going on under those clothes)

Behold, Riddle Rosehearts. I think that Riddle is very slender, he would be uncut and his tip is a very light red color. He is average, maybe a little under. But he's a grower and he is very smug about it.

Y - Yearning = (how high is their sex drive?)

Riddle isn’t very sex motivated. He prefers romance over physical intimacy! He can go a long time without initiating sex.

Now if you offer yourself to him he would never turn you down. But most nights he’s put on his robe and has settled into bed beside you to finish reading.

Z - Zzz = (how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

Riddle Rosehearts

When you confide in Riddle, you can't help but smile at the sight of his cheeks growing red and rosy. Not wearing a condom can be dangerous for more than one reason.

He isn't against it! He's just amazed that you could be so open about it. He planned to keep this interest to himself...

Riddle does his best to keep his composure as he smooths out a non-existent wrinkle in your shared bedsheets.

"Is that so..? I see... I'll be taking this into consideration." As you stay seated next to him you can see his ears starting to turn red. "You don't have to do it-" "No, no, I'm..." Riddle trailed off awkwardly as he fiddled with the blankets again. "I am taking it into consideration." His tone was firm and he gave you a curt nod. You rested your head on his shoulder trying to fight back the urge to laugh at his response. "Which means..?" You asked and looked up as Riddle's charcoal colored eyes met yours. "I suppose it could be fun to try."

Trey Clover

Oh thank the seven you're both on the same page about this. Trey was just too awkward to bring it up.

He's trying to be subtle and smooth about it, but he's actually over the moon. There's something truly magical about cumming inside someone.

Raw sex is extremely intimate in the first place. You're doing him a big favor and you don't even realize it. All he does is adjust his glasses onto the bridge of his nose a little higher.

"You didn't have to hide that from me." He chuckled as you hugged his arm with a small frown. "I just felt a little embarrassed." You admitted softly as Trey laughed again. "But it's me. You can tell me these things, that way you always feel good. I always feel good." He stated proudly as a smile finally tugged at the corners of your lips. "Why don't we try it next time?" Trey offered as his cheeks started to warm up. But he didn't look bashful. He looked excited.

Cater Diamond

Cater raised his brows at your confession. It's not a bad thing but he has a lot of things running through his mind right now.

His first thought was safety; his second thought was bukkake. Polar opposite priorities and questions.

He lays back down in bed and checks his phone, processing the info quietly.

"Okaayyy... Well, babes, that might not be the best idea for us." Cater's tone was joking. You laid down beside him under the sheets as he inched closer with the camera on, ready to take a photo for memories. "I already struggle to pull out with a condom on. What if something happens?" He cooed as he snapped the picture of the two of you in bed. "It's just for fun." You spoke softly as he lowered his phone to his chest. You swore you could hear his heart skip.

Ace Trappola

Good thing you brought it up he's been wanting to worm his way out of a condom for a long time now. He tries not to pout and fuss in front of you but he would rather not wear one if he doesn't have to.

The fact you're telling him is a sign that your relationship is deepening. Clearly you trust him enough to fuck raw.

He's fighting the urge to turn to you rubbing his hands together like a filthy insect but he instead folds his hands together in his lap.

"Soooooo this means I can cum inside?" He asked and you scoffed in amusement. "You could say it in a delicate way." You requested as Ace started to pout. "But you said you like breeding what's wrong with what I said?!" Ace doesn't have a lot of sensitivity and tact when it comes to big conversations. "Say it in a cute way or something." You crossed your arms as you went to lay back down in bed. Ace started to crawl over you with a loud whine. "Lemme cum inside!" He pleaded as you started to giggle, allowing him to pepper kisses all over the side of your face.

Deuce Spade

Deuce is very sweet about it but a little awkward as he processes what you said. Breeding is something he's seen in porn.

He gets worried about the mess in bed. Having to clean up after sex can be troubling, and that includes getting sperm off of the sheets.

He would like to try as long as you're open to it. Deuce wants you to feel good and he never wants to be judgmental.

Riddle Rosehearts-

He can write to his soul mate. What he writes on a specific piece of paper will appear on his soulmates skin. And what they write appears on his skin.

He got in trouble a few times until his mother learned it wasn't him doing it by watching it magically appear on his arm while doing work.

They weren't allowed to talk for a long time because of this, but started talking again when he got into NRC.

I know it's a classic for Riddle, but he uses "My Rose" to address you when he was able to.

♡--------------

[Name] had not heard from Riddle since his mother found out about them. They still write to him every day. Not expecting a response till at the least 18.

Then they felt it. That same comforting tingle of words being written on their forearm.

'I made it into Night Raven College, my Rose.'

Riddle, for the first time in years, had written. And that could only mean one thing, they're free to talk to each other again. That alone made their heart beat ten times faster.

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Trey Clover-

Shared sense of smell. You smell what he smells, he smells what you smell.

You are just constantly smelling baked goods.

Its both a blessing and a curse, because on one hand, lots of good smells. On the other, is that you or is that what he smells right now?

He only figured it out when he smelled flowers instead of sugar while baking.

When his UM appeared, he started using it on things that smelled bad to spare you.

♡--------------

[Name] had been confused, to say the least, when they'd gained their soulmate bond. When suddenly you smelled... was that cinnamon and chocolate?

Oh, you'd been unlucky with this one. On one hand, you know your soulmate is a baker, on the other, it's really hard to tell if you need to reapply deodorant/perfume/cologne.

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Cater Diamond-

You can feel each other's surface emotion. Annoyance, joy, sadness, disgust, or fear. It's in the back of your head, and doesn't affect your own emotions directly, you just know.

You guys met pretty early for soulmates. Before the connections formed.

Its like the universe saw Cater repressing emotions and said "Nuh uh."

Whenever you're feeling upset, he sends cat memes.

♡--------------

Your brain had been quiet for a while. Which meant that Cater was either sleeping or he was going through it.

So, to check on him, you send a little cat meme you had in storage.

Then there it was, that spark of joy and a small 'ty twin'. You'd done good.

-------------~☆

Ace Trapola-

Trinket sending. Basically with the right intent, he can just send things. You can too.

He flicks stuff at you a lot. Asshole.

Sometimes he uses this to stea- my lawyer has advised me not to finish this statement.

He likes when the flicking is reciprocated, keeps him from thinking he's annoying.

When he got his girlfriend the one thing he did was write on a little post-it note saying "I have gf, sry :(" then when he ghosted her he sent another going "pls take me back" (you do)

♡--------------

Some people think Ace Trapola is annoying. A jokester. Maybe a nuisance. And he is, don't get it wrong. But he's also a sopping wet cat.

If I don't immediately respond to his shenanigans of frequent item flicking and sending, a note with a frown will appear. Needy asshole, but my needy asshole.

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Deuce Spade-

Shared injuries. If he scrapes his knuckles, you get scraped knuckles. If you stub your toe, he stubs his toe.

Your one thought during his delinquent Era was "What the fuck is this guy doing."

If he got too scuffed up in a fight you'd stub your toe out of spite. It worked surprisingly well.

After your little "QUIT IT" signs of toe stubbing, he'd stop for a few days to heal.

When he started his journey of becoming an honors student, you're half certain he's dead until he gets injured.

♡--------------

Alright, so maybe you thought the frequent injuries were annoying. But now they've stopped entirely. Is he alive?

This was your train of thought until one day, you got a scraped knee and palm. Thank the sevens he's alive. Asshole.

-------------~☆

A/N-

Riddle Rosehearts-

He can write to his soul mate. What he writes on a specific piece of paper will appear on his soulmates skin. And what they write appears on his skin.

He got in trouble a few times until his mother learned it wasn't him doing it by watching it magically appear on his arm while doing work.

They weren't allowed to talk for a long time because of this, but started talking again when he got into NRC.

I know it's a classic for Riddle, but he uses "My Rose" to address you when he was able to.

♡--------------

[Name] had not heard from Riddle since his mother found out about them. They still write to him every day. Not expecting a response till at the least 18.

Then they felt it. That same comforting tingle of words being written on their forearm.

'I made it into Night Raven College, my Rose.'

Riddle, for the first time in years, had written. And that could only mean one thing, they're free to talk to each other again. That alone made their heart beat ten times faster.

-------------~☆

Trey Clover-

Shared sense of smell. You smell what he smells, he smells what you smell.

You are just constantly smelling baked goods.

Its both a blessing and a curse, because on one hand, lots of good smells. On the other, is that you or is that what he smells right now?

He only figured it out when he smelled flowers instead of sugar while baking.

When his UM appeared, he started using it on things that smelled bad to spare you.

♡--------------

[Name] had been confused, to say the least, when they'd gained their soulmate bond. When suddenly you smelled... was that cinnamon and chocolate?

Oh, you'd been unlucky with this one. On one hand, you know your soulmate is a baker, on the other, it's really hard to tell if you need to reapply deodorant/perfume/cologne.

-------------~☆

Cater Diamond-

You can feel each other's surface emotion. Annoyance, joy, sadness, disgust, or fear. It's in the back of your head, and doesn't affect your own emotions directly, you just know.

You guys met pretty early for soulmates. Before the connections formed.

Its like the universe saw Cater repressing emotions and said "Nuh uh."

Whenever you're feeling upset, he sends cat memes.

♡--------------

Your brain had been quiet for a while. Which meant that Cater was either sleeping or he was going through it.

So, to check on him, you send a little cat meme you had in storage.

Then there it was, that spark of joy and a small 'ty twin'. You'd done good.

-------------~☆

Ace Trapola-

Trinket sending. Basically with the right intent, he can just send things. You can too.

He flicks stuff at you a lot. Asshole.

Sometimes he uses this to stea- my lawyer has advised me not to finish this statement.

He likes when the flicking is reciprocated, keeps him from thinking he's annoying.

When he got his girlfriend the one thing he did was write on a little post-it note saying "I have gf, sry :(" then when he ghosted her he sent another going "pls take me back" (you do)

♡--------------

Some people think Ace Trapola is annoying. A jokester. Maybe a nuisance. And he is, don't get it wrong. But he's also a sopping wet cat.

If I don't immediately respond to his shenanigans of frequent item flicking and sending, a note with a frown will appear. Needy asshole, but my needy asshole.

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Deuce Spade-

Shared injuries. If he scrapes his knuckles, you get scraped knuckles. If you stub your toe, he stubs his toe.

Your one thought during his delinquent Era was "What the fuck is this guy doing."

If he got too scuffed up in a fight you'd stub your toe out of spite. It worked surprisingly well.

After your little "QUIT IT" signs of toe stubbing, he'd stop for a few days to heal.

When he started his journey of becoming an honors student, you're half certain he's dead until he gets injured.

♡--------------

Alright, so maybe you thought the frequent injuries were annoying. But now they've stopped entirely. Is he alive?

This was your train of thought until one day, you got a scraped knee and palm. Thank the sevens he's alive. Asshole.

-------------~☆

A/N-