RIDDLE'S WIFE (REAL)

Original account: @fluffimemes ⋇⋆✦⋆⋇ Reblogging blog ⋇⋆✦⋆⋇ Riddle my beloved ⋇⋆✦⋆⋇ Mari my beloved

[floofimemes]

I don't know why you're looking at my page but hello!

Main blog: @fluffimemes

I'm just a Tumblr account that reblogs almost everything I see! I just want to give blogs some appreciation on their work! I don't do it on my original account because I don't want to annoy my followers.

[fizzydrinkuno]

Schemer of the Scalding Sands

[allknowingaxolotl]

Thought this one suited himm

[beauzone]

what da fart

just some random twst doodles

[str8upjorkinit]

Ngl if Leona was a woman I'd be so down bad for her tbh

[moon-bacon]

Vil newdad album redraw trend

[mirisart]

My first thought was Riddle when I saw that picture but then I was like: NO WAIT, it's his mother lol

[yoha-oa-art]

Trying something not new 💫

[reirei404]

Woah ok i forgot about these lowlejbd not too proud of this one but it was a bice shading experiment (i got so lazy with the coloring lmaoaidhhd)

[dicenete]

When Mira notifies Vil that the latest late night post by Neige is the most liked pic on Magicam...

When I saw that post, this has haunted me day and night. To combine that iconic scene and this.

Twisted Tag Team @windalchemist001 @twstsandturns

[mmm0rkgk]

おめでとう🥳

[fyageee]

[umburgrr]

fem rugjade they’re my favs forever 😢🫶

[mrs-lixiaqin]

Alice in Wonderland

Where is the path to Wonderland

Over the hill or here or there

I wonder where

- I listen to this song while working on this piece !!

[cloudcountry]

ANYTING WITH FEM RIDDLE OMG

but like hi key

imagine us being the one to make us realize fem riddle would like to kiss ‼️WOMEN‼️ it would give her “mother” a HEART ATTACK

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE LET IS BE THE PROBLEM OR SMTH

SUMMARY: after a study session with riddle, she learns more about herself than she does about alchemy.

WARNINGS: riddle is experiencing some internalized homophobia.

COMMENTS: hehe (genderbends your great seven)

“Excuse me, Riddle? Do you know how to solve this problem?” you ask softly, mindful of the library around you as you scoot closer to her.

Riddle looks over at your paper, her red hair falling into her face from behind her ear. You tuck it behind her ear again like it’s second nature, and she tries to ignore how her cheeks flame red.

It’s all very platonic of her really.

After all, her mother would have a fit if she knew her daughter was having these kinds of thoughts about other girls.

It wasn’t proper. Riddle was supposed to marry a nice man, maybe a doctor or maybe a lawyer, become a doctor herself, and live out the rest of her days raising her future children and working. It sounded great.. It sounded lovely.

If she was being honest, it sounded miserable.

“Yes, of course.” Riddle clears her throat, talking you through the problem step by step.

She tries to ignore how you stare at her, expression shifting from focused to loving, your eyes taking her in as she talks. The paper starts to blur in her vision and her eyes flicker to you. Riddle doesn’t even notice when she starts to trail off, swallowing thickly when she sees your eyes dart down to her mouth. Your tongue darts out to wet your lips, and a warm shock of something shoots down Riddle’s spine.

“Do you get it now?” she squeaks, heart thrumming in her chest.

“Oh!” you snap out of whatever trance you’d placed yourself in, eyes darting away from her and back to your work, “Yes, I think so?”

Riddle can tell you’re lying. She bites her lower lip, peeling the skin off of it as she observes you. Why does she feel this way? It’s so foreign, it’s so...

It’s how she should feel about boys, right?

She whispers your name, soft and tentative. You look over and lean in closer to hear her, ever the attentive friend.

“Do you...” Riddle parts her lips, summoning all of her courage and opening her mouth wider when she speaks.

Do not mumble. That is unbefitting of the King of Hearts.

“What do you think...about girls?” she asks, fumbling at the last second and oh, how she wishes the ground would swallow her whole.

Why is she so embarrassed? She’s never acted this way around boys.

“I love girls.”  you say comfortably, as if it isn’t something to be ashamed of, as if it’s normal, as if it’s just part of who you are and you wouldn’t change a thing.

You look right at her when you say it, and the soft smile on your face is unmistakable.

You do not mean just platonically.

She wants to kiss you.

“Okay.” she says shortly, turning away like nothing ever happened—but her cherry red cheeks prove otherwise.

TAGLISTS -> riddle's roses . . . @cookiesandbiscuits @vivigoesinsane @identity-theft-101 @dove-da-birb

[shwimpsss-has-moved]

A good ol' Jamimi for my very first post! ✨

I swear he looks like someone's husband getting ready for work I-

Yall can send in some shwimpy requests btw! (slots I can do rn: 3) I wanna draw somethin' a lot these days.

[stupidneko]

the crossover no one expected but we all agree onto :3