Malleus: Hmmm…I’m not accustomed to wearing white. I wonder when the next opportunity will arise to attend a wedding of which I am invited to?
*proceeds to look yearningly at (Name)*
(Name): that’s crazy bro- check out this crab that punched me
Maleanor and Raverne watching their kid fail at Fae Flirting TM: ….If only (Name) was fae…
*They both turn to each other before the fae equivalent of a lightbulb appears over theirs head*
What if…we made (Name) an…honorary fae?
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(Name): Hey Hornton!
*Malleus turns around at breakneck speeds to greet his future spouse*
(Name): Did you secretly give me a book on this trip? Because when I woke up in Grim and I’s room this morning, I found a book on my nightstand…
It’s titled “101 ways to court a Royal Fae By: Malverne???”
Malleus: … I would know nothing of it my child of man.
Malleus (interally): I GIVE YOU MY THANKS WHEREVER YOU MOTHER AND FATHER!!!!!!!!!!
Maleanor and Raverne high fiving before already starting a wedding design that they are going to astral project onto any poor unwilling soul
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Mama Leech: my~ what do you have there my dear (Name)?
(Name): It’s a book that Malleus apparently was gifted by Lilia! Although I don’t know why he had to give it to me in secret…
Mama Leech: oh my! Here, allow me to see this book?
*a suspiciously book shaped splash hits the water as Mama Leech smiles*
No competition for my boys, Floyd and Jade, you better not mess this up~
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Malleus: Dear Child of Man, please except this hand picked bouquet of flowers!
(Name): oh it’s beautiful Malleus! I was actually just drawing the cove using paints made in the town! I hear that they are all natural and hand crafted!
*Malleus blushes so hard he faints*
Maleanor and Raverne hugging each other before screaming: (NAME) RECIPROCATES HIS FEELINGS!!! THEY GIFTED A CREATION OF THEIR OWN MAKING, THAT IS MADE FROM NATURAL MATERIALS, AND WAS EXCHANGED IN RETURN FOR THE BOUQUET!!!!! THEYRE GONNA GET MARRIED!!!!!
Hi, can you write a reaction to the fact that the reader is a Spider-Woman? I watched season 2 of the Spider-Man animated series and I'm inspired.
Overblit +kalim
I’m tired and I don’t feel like adding tw so read at your own risk ig
Spider Woman! Reader is an anomaly even by twisted wonderland standards, with her spider abilities like web slinging and climbing on walls, not to mention to innate sense of danger that comes with being a Spidey.
Here’s how the overblots +Kalim react!
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Riddle is proud? He is embarrassed that someone as heroic as you is even at night college in the first place! Not to mention the fact that you can literally make something that is 40x stronger than steel, with your own body! And you do all of that without magic! He’s in awe of you, but worried have may have fumbled his chances with a baddie like you after his overblot.
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Leona is seems indifferent but highly intrigued, obviously he tries to hide his interest in your situation but he fails- miserably. He will sometimes come up to you just to ask you to find him a good napping spot or something 💀 just so he has an excuse to see you in your natural element spinning webs to get to high places and whatnot.
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Azul is ecstatic, for the wrong reasons of course. He immediately wants to make a deal with you, utilizing your natural silk for softer clothes or even just your spidey sense to intimidate deal breakers. Azul obviously admires you a lot for your mastery of web slinging and crime fighting, but he also just wants to experience what it’s like being in a caccoon, since he wonders is spider silk is similar to his octopot. But unfortunately he’s far too embarrassed to ask you to make one for him. He will also make anybody who annoys you life a living hell. Courtesy of the Lounge, anything for their favorite customer!
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Kalim is happy because he’s Kalim, like cool! He already knew he wanted to marry you when you first met, now you just have cool powers without magic that make you even cooler and prettier. He will ask you to make him the most complicated outfits ever put of your spider silk because only YOUR spider silk is worth his time. He will ask you to climb the walls to get something since only YOU can do it right. At least you gave a break to Jamil, but now the spoiled Al-Asim heir is bothering you. He is the biggest enabler ever though, you can do NO WRONG in his eyes, and his will support you no matter what.
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Jamil loves you! Don’t get him wrong, but with your eerie similarity to those eight legged freaks that he hates, he kinda keeps you at a distance at first, he does NOT want to find out whether or not you live up to your namesake as Spider-Woman. Over time he comes to love you for all of your spider-ness, and is so greatful that you have your spidey sense, because now, you can detect if there is poison in the food Kalim eats or not, making his life a lot easier and giving him more time to talk stalk you!
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Ngl I don’t like Vil that much but I hope I do him justice! Vil is indifferent, so what if you can do all that webslinging without magic? You still have to work to improve yourself and your beauty far beyond that of now, but he does gain a soft spot for you, after all you are just gorgeous slinging around and helping students! Obviously not as beautiful as himself, but you do have inner and outer beauty that he can respect after being in a fake industry like acting. Maybe if he’s feeling benevolent he will allow you to give him some of your silk to sew for extra strength into his Yoga outfits. Not so that a bit of you can be with him at all times….
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Idia is shocked! I mean, why are you, an SSR mega-rare drop rate, Permi buffed character talking with so much kindness to a loser like him?!?? He first saw you interacting so nicely with his little brother, and he’ll never admit it, but he did get a little crush on you then, but seeing you now, saving him from tripping over him own feet and dropping the very important project he was working on, made him swoon. His hair started to become pink and he’s a blushing mess as he asks you for your number. Being the nice spiderwoman you are you give it to him, if only you knew the amount of stalking he does after you do that…
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Malleus is intrigued, he didn’t know that about you child of man! He wonders what else you can do when the potential of danger arises, do you only have the spider sense, or do you also use your webs to tie up the offender before they can truly lay a finger on you? How excited he is, not only to have such a wonderful heroic and admirable friend, but to have someone as powerful as you to be his future wife, and Queen to Briar Valley
Leona never really liked his human life to be honest, being second born meant he was treated terribly by his own parents, adding to his over all hatred to the Royal family. For this reason he started staging a quiet rebellion against his brother.
The history books will say that Leona Kingscholar fought ferociously for his place on the throne, but unfortunately his brother’s forces were just too overwhelming, and Leona lost his life in the rebellion battle.
Never before was he thankful for his status as a ghost, haunting the ruins of the Palace he failed to take over, but with your arrival, he might just change his mind on that whole ghost thing.
When you arrived with your Family to Inherit the Palace after winning a battle for the abandoned place, it’s like his whole world was shifted. Not only were you gorgeous, but you were also second born.
Leona understands your struggles, you both are brilliant minds, shut down by your own family because of the order you were born. So Leona does what he does best, he strategizes how to win over your heart in the afterlife. Leona has to have you, you two are the same and he needs to own your heart for himself.
Now all he needs to do is get you to enter his room, so he can follow you…
Leona starts to appear on your bed on those freezing Savanah nights, to sleep curled up next to you like he isn’t a monster under your bed. But not before he whispers in your ear about the disgraced second princes room. Up the stairs to the left, the door with all the blood soaked stains and scratch marks. He whispers of all the hidden knowledge of lost civilizations stored in that forbidden room, of all the brilliant military strategies that could supply a lifetime of victories to your poor, politically irrelevant family…
‘Just one peek’ is easy to say to yourself when you’ve been having the most convincing dreams of that room lately. The banged up brass doorknob practically screaming for you to ‘just twist it… just a little’. Finally mustering up your courage, you enter the room and look around. If there were any doubts about a battle happening in the palace before, then whomever had those doubts should come to the second princes room. There is torn up furniture everywhere, the claw marks deep and serrated litter the furniture scattered about like scars of the past. There is a chair with the cushioning peeking out, white fluffy softness corrupted with the satin of blood, the bed is cracked in multiple places, one of the canopy posts cracked in like somebody was throw at it. The curtains are torn and decaying, the concrete of the walls chipping away, like a subtle suggestion of all the layers that this palace of stone and dirt holds in its dark history.
You walk around the room, looking for nothing in particular, when a certain book catches your eye, it’s not prominent in the way that shouts glitter and sparkles, if anything it’s possibly the most basic book in the room. However the isolation of it, is what steals your attention. Whereas all the other books are neatly lined in a shelf by alphabetical order, from what you can make out of the titles, this line book lays delicately atop the broken and splintered bed, like a grim fairytale to be read to the dead prince. Approaching the bed, being mindful of the cracked tile and musty carpets, you gingerly pick up the dusty book. The cover is tattered and peeling at the edges, and the metal corner covers are now tarnished to a filthy brown, the pages are bug eaten and slightly damp, the smell coming off of it is not one of dusty old pages that you normally find comfort in, but that of metallic rotted blood. The stench catches your nose before anything else registers, such as the sudden creaking of the curtain rods, or the eerie crackly music box, that started scratching along a broken tune.
The fluff of the chairs and the scattered blood dripped pages start to slightly swirl around the room in what ca only be described as a warning. Your mind desperately tries to close the book, but a presence is keeping you there, forcing you to turn the page and glance at the words written.
July 27, xxxx
Today is my birthday, but there is nothing to celebrate, not when I should not have been born in the first place. I wish that I could just have been king, but no, my idiotic brother and his stupid kid have to be the ones in line for the throne. I just wish that I could-
Your mind is still processing the words, when your hands start being forcefully moved, turning the pages faster and faster until the words blur together in what can only be described as a blurry cacophony of hate and loathing. Until you reach the final entry, 100 years before your family moved here
July 27, xxxx
Today I had a vision in my sleep…it was of a beautiful (Skin tone) person, their back was turned to me, but something about their presence stood out to me. Despite being second born and never in line for the throne, I feel like this person is…home, like they are all I need in life to be royalty. But my dream ended before I could even get their name, if only I could do something about it…
You close the book, your control of your body slowly returning, starting from your shoulders to your elbows to your fingertips. You shudder from how cold the room has suddenly turned, teeth chattering and the book dropped face down on the bed.
Just as you are about to turn around and run out of the room, a voice emerges from the bed behind you.
“Ya’ know it’s not very nice to go through people’s stuff” a gruff voice from behind you chuffs.
Little did you know that the simple action of reading that book, tied your soul to the princes until you too, become part of the palaces dark history of death.
Yandere! Genshin characters peeling an orange for you :)
(Ik that theory has been disproved like to hell and back but I just find this idea funny)
(Tw: Yandere behavior, mentions of hunting you down, pathetically down bad Genshin men, little bit of humor, mentions of blood, yanderes being realllyyy apologetic for their shit in the past, cursing.) let me know if I missed any!
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Oh woe is you! For you just got a crate of oranges (Bulle Fruit) sent to your temple by your sweet Neuvilette and you just don’t have the effort to peel them! You hate the feeling of the piff getting stuck under your long nails and honestly you just hate the feeling that the peel leaves behind in the first place! You so call one of your beloved acolytes to help with your little issue :) here’s how they respond!
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Diluc: You want me to peel this orange for you, Creator? Very well then, I will have Elzer take over Winery duties while I peel this for you. •30 Minutes later•
You: Heyyyy Diluc? I was wondering about that orange-
Diluc proceeds to whip around to show you the orange that has been picked clean of any imperfections, the peel and piff lying messily around his desk where his paperwork lies untouched
9/10 perfect orange but it was a little warm from his hands and took a little to long
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Kaeya stares at you incredulously, like you just asked him to fight Celestia, your very temperamental younger sister, bare handed or something. You raise an eyebrow to him, “what? I don’t like the feeling of the skin under my nails” you huff turning your head away while you hand him the fairly big fruit.
Kaeya laughs before peeling the orange skin and peeling the little stands off as well, it took a minute or two becasue he is very swift.
Kaeya hands you the orange, lightly smiling all the while, “anything else that my dear creator needs done for them?” He teases testing your for your reaction, but you’re already to emotionally invested in eating the orange to notice Kaeyas increasing blush at your aloofness.
8/10 really well peeled but didn’t get everything and his teasing kinda annoyed you
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Kazuha swears that he’s going to write a million poems the moment your heavenly voice reaches his ears, nay, no amount of poetry ever written could ever truly encapsulate your true aura and beauty.
Kazuha is on cloud nine as soon as your voice reaches him and can barely process that your asking him a favor, but he grabs the orange from you as if you just handed him a baby, very gently and carefully.
Kazuha then peels the orange for you, peeling back the layers with a reverence unseen to you before, the sight makes you blush a little as you continue to carefully watch him prepare your orange.
Kazuha eventually finishes peeling the orange and he hands it to you with a small smile, using his anemo vision to gently blow the skin and peel away before you can worry about a mess. You take the orange with a newfound gratefulness from his hard work and dedication, taking a slice from the orange it is so sweet and juicy that you actually want to cry from how amazing it tastes!
Kazuha noticed this reaction and freaks out wondering if your ok, and if he really just upset his creator to the point of making them break down in tears.
You: How did you make this orange so good Kazuha?!??!? Does anemo make better oranges or something?
Kazuha: *blushes* oh- no dear Creator I simply peeled it with love :)
You: Well keep at it! This is the best orange over ever had! Thanks Kazuha :)
Kazuha: *somehow not dead yet from your attention on him* T-thank you Creator!
Beidou: hehehehe! You certainly know how to make him flustered don’t you creator?
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I’ll do a part two eventually but this is the most motivation I’ve got recently so yeah 😭
Silver never thought that in his human life, his curse would follow into the afterlife. But on the bright side, he is madly in love with you! His sweet little sleep paralysis hauntee! Silver just wishes that, as a sleep paralysis demon, he could do more things, like his actual job as your certified sleep paralysis demon! Buts it’s so easy to curl up into your soft, sleeping body and fall asleep in seconds. Something about your demeanor is so calming to him, drawing him into an easy and deep slumber. Something he would rather die and become a sleep paralysis demon again than ever tell his Vampyric father.
Just don’t worry if the friend you brought to have a sleepover goes missing, ok? Silver needs to get his energy beyond sleeping somehow! And well…your friend was in the way of you and his deep love!
I was actually thinking about Yandere! Divus Crewel having a spiderwoman! Adopted reader
(Tw: Yandere shit you know the drill, read at your own risk and don’t complain to me if you get mad at what you read)
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Divus is your adopted father in Twisted Wonderland, and you love him more than anything! He’s designed so many stylish and sturdy spider suits for you, not to mention that he trains his dogs to bring you your suits when you are in a hurry to save NRC from itself again.
But…
Divus Crewel is also a teacher at NRC for a reason, and he does everything in his power to make sure that his beloved daughter doesn’t have any un-wanted attention from those good for nothing Mutts at Night Raven.
Ace and Deuce magically have the lowest grades of Heartslaybul, and Jack, Sebek, Epel all catch detention more often than normal, once their more than a crush on you becomes VERY prominent.
After all, it’s only normal for a dad to try and protect his little pup right?
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Platonic! Crewel: I’ve only known (Name) for 5 minutes, but if anything happened to her I would kill all the people in the room and then myself.
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Crewel: If you even think about touching my daughter (Name), you both will be expelled from Night Raven faster than you can say “bad pup”, got it?!?
Ace & Deuce: I only glanced her way?
Crewel: yes, but you two annoy me.
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Yandere Vil: Good Evening, (Name), did you remember to take care of yourself after your nightly patrol?
(Name): yes I did! Thank you so much Vil, you are truly so kind :)
Crewel: I GIVE YOU MY BLESSING!!!!!!!
(Crewel fr only approves of Vil, and Vil is manipulating that to his max when it comes to who surrounds you like, “oh you can’t come near (name), Crewel only approves of me breathing the same air as her”)
Hello! Hopefully your requests are Open, I looked around your pinned but couldn't find anything, but I might be blind. If they ARE closed, feel free to ignore this Completly.
So, you remember you Yandere! Knights of Favonious series? Well... I thought of something, a COMPLETE opposite of it in fact (kinda)
Yandere! Fatui Harbringers with reader who is a low ranking Fatui Agent, only doing their job becouse it pays well...
Reader in this would be constantly passed around the Harbringers, changing who he works under at LEAST once a month... And usualy longer than that. Of course, they have no idea the Harbringers know as little as his name, much less that the Harbringers are obsessed with them!
So yeah, sorry if its doesnt make sense or just goes against one of your rules, simply ignore it if it does, and I apologize in advance.
HEIDJXJZIHXJX CRYING SCREAMING SOBBING I LOVE THE IDEA!!! And yes my requests are open <3 I may just take a while to answer though.
(Tw: yandere, obsessive and possessive behavior, mentions of quitting your job ((fatui debt collector)), mentions/talk of kidnapping, stalking, Arlechinno kinda ooc)
Let me know if I missed any!
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You are a simple Fatui debt collector, you wish you could say you joined the Fatui for some noble cause, but in reality, you were simply broke, introverted, and too intimidating for your own good! So you took up the role of Fatui debt collector in hopes your job would be easy, with the intimidation factor of being in the Fatui as well as your general aura/vibe. Many people, including your family, told you that because of your quiet and observant nature, that you were intimidating, eventually after being told that so many times it simply became something you lived with, it made it hard to find friends or really connect, since people were too disturbed by your… general attitude.
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You’ve been working for the Fatui for 2 years now, rarely interacting with other Fatuus unless you were being transported to the same region.
It was another day in Fontaine as you collected the debts of criminals, simply asking them for money, the people usually folded in 2 seconds flat, handing you the money and asking you to leave them alone. You wish you could say that it hurt you when they were scared of you but you really couldn’t bring yourself to care after all these years of the same reactions from people.
After the people run away you count the money and return to your Fontainian apartment provided, for free, by the generosity of the Knave (only your apartment in Fontaine is paid for by Arlechinno). Using the keys to unlock your apartment you are shocked to find the Knave herself sitting on your small couch, you felt embarrassed that someone as prominent as the Knave was in your measly apartment. You couldn’t even put away your dirty laundry or sweep your floor before someone came to your apartment (not that Arlechinnos complaining).
“Uhm- hello?” You say, not hoping to be rude towards the fourth Harbinger, but also very curious as to why she’s in your apartment, and curious as to how she got in as well.
“…you will accompany me to Sneznaya this coming week, pack all of your belongings as you be moved there indefinitely” Arlechinno says, her smooth, yet stern, voice reaching your ears.
“May I ask why? I would like to know the details of this new assignment please” you felt weak for talking back to her but she didn’t seem to care any more or any less, just a weird sort of indifference towards your questions.
“Your new assignment will be discussed there in greater detail the basics if I may speak so crudely are that the Tsaritsa has taken an interest in your very effective negotiation with criminals regarding their debts, she wishes to discuss the tactic better with you in Sneznaya, along with a new mission that will be executed by Childe and Signora.” Arlechinno ends her speech regarding what’s happening, you felt a little better about it so you decided to ask more questions.
“I hope you don’t mind me asking but may I know just how long the mission with Master Childe and Master Signora will be? I also wish to know the specific date of when my departure shall be, so I can get ready accordingly?” You ask, not even realizing that you’ve gotten closer to the Knave, now towering over her with your tall stature, the shadow evident over her face as she watches you get closer to her, she can tell it is not out of malice, more so curiosity regarding why you are being so suddenly moved. In her heart of hearts though, if she even has one, she hopes that it means you are just as obsessed with her as she is with you.
“Your boat to Sneznaya will arrive in 3 days, expect the boat ride to take around 2-3 days as well, the boat will be a standard Fatuus transportation boat and you will be able to bring your own pillows or blankets if you so desire, however there will be no one on your boat as the Tsaritsa sent out the boat for you, and you only.” Arlechinno finishes, almost speaking of the Tsaritsas name with a bite, it seemed she does not like the Tsaritsa in this moment.
“I appreciate you letting me know Master Knave, and you will be in this boat with me I presume?” You say moving even closer to Arlechinno, your so close behind the chair that she can smell the conditioner, shampoo, and body wash you use, as well as the cologne and the deodorant, maybe she was just imagining it but she could even swear that she saw you lean in a little more when she started talking again.
“I will…however, for a reason you may know, we will have separate sleeping quarters, the bathrooms are communal and the common rooms are unisex as well. You will most likely not see me for those 2-3 days, as I will be busy arranging for your welcome to the Tsaritsa” Arlechinno says, her words registering in your head, a blush slowly rises to your cheeks.
“O-oh- I dont think- I mean- Well I uhm I’ll make sure to leave you alone!” You manage to get out after stuttering a lot, for some reason it didn’t bother Arlechinno as much as she thought it would, in fact she found that timidness of yours to be, quite frankly, adorable.
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3 days later-
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You can’t believe it! You are going to Sneznaya! Arlechinno stands beside you as you both wait for the boat to arrive, she doesn’t appear nervous at all, something that you expected from the fourth harbinger, shifting with your baggage on the side you can’t help but notice the boat sailing along is far grander than any Standard Fatuus transport ship you’ve ever seen, which you’ve seen a fair few because of your work as a debt collector in different regions, so far you’ve been to Mondstadt, Liyue, Sumeru and Fontaine. In all honesty you thought that your next station was going to be the nation of Natlan due to your proximity to the desert that leads to Natlan but perhaps, as Arlechinno said, the Tsaritsa has something else planned for you.
In your daydreaming haze you didn’t notice that the ship had already pulled to dock, throwing their rope so that you and the Harbinger can board safely, the wind was calm enough to not rock the boat entirely and the day was bright and sunny, a really nice day to be sailing you think. Pulling all you belongings into your arms you huddle aboard the ship carrying the bags, only for Arlechinno to notices and comment.
“You are aware that there were lower ranking Fatuus to take your bag (reader)?” Arlechinno makes a point of saying your name, the chilling way she said it sending chills down your spine.
“W-well yes I’m aware but I feel like I’m on the same level as them regarding rank and placement among the Fatui, so I wouldn’t start just handing them my bags because the Tsaritsa told them too! I would feel terrible.” You say finishing with a shudder, despite how Arlechinno thought you were previously cold and stoic, she sees now that you just didn’t have the opportunity to be more yourself because of your occupation. If you looked really hard then, you would almost see a smile forming on Arlechinnos normally calculated face.
“Alright let’s head off shall we?” You say wiping your hands off from carrying the bags. You didn’t mean to sound so casual with the fourth harbinger of all people, but you really didn’t want to overthink anything and she didn’t show any disdain or discomfort yet, so you would like to think that Arclechinnos ok with you, little did you know that she was more than fine with you, dare she say, she was becoming obsessed with you! And this boat trip, being alone with you for 3 days is not helping, believe it or not!
Pt, 2 is just gonna consist of Arlechinno struggling to not be yandere when you are taking a shower, and your clothes are looking mighty tempting lying on the floor like that, then you reaching Sneznaya and being none the wiser to people wanting you to be their little pet with a gold leash and collar (that they already bought)
Riddle never understood the average persons inner mind, his was shattered into a million pieces then forcibly molded again by his mother at a very young age. So while he can’t say he really understands the day to day sense of dread, he does understand that no matter how many times his mummified palm has been passed down, through death or no, the people always wish for the same things.
Money
Power
Love
…
Riddle is so sick of all these rule breakers! Most always the recipients of his severed hand are explicitly told to not use the dead man’s palm to better their lives or themselves, yet these meager people wish to call upon the Riddle Rosehearts for their own gain? The same man, who in his prime, was known for viciously decapitating any who stood in his way? How foolish…
Except you-
You weren’t warned of the palms power beforehand, you just found it on the side of the road and picked it up.
You put it in your pocket immediately because you were worried it might’ve been dirty from the road, but after being out in your pocket, the palm glows with an eerie rose red before a black tattoo of a decapitated rose appears on the back of the hand.
It is done…
Your fate has been sealed…
And Riddle Rosehearts is none the wiser to the impact that you will have on his undead life
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It started simple, you took the weird keychain back to your residence after finding it on the side of the road. The day was tiring to say the least, the people at your work just seemed to always try and grind your gears, and the amount of old women that feel the need to comment on your appearance and then mock you for being minimum wage should be studied.
Kicking off your shoes at the door then flicking on the TV, a woman with a somber expression appears on screen as she tells the unfortunate story of an old lady that used to be a renowned doctor, being found deceased in her home on the same day her son went missing exactly 50 years ago. The trinket in your pocket starts violently shaking, feeling like it’s about to tear a hole in your clothing, you take it out of your pocket and set it on the counter, now noticing the finer details, like the small pure red hairs sprinkled across the back of the hand, or how the mummified hand still has calluses from its presumed work life. Not to be mistaken, you are no forensic mastermind, but you still feel bad about whosever hand this was not being able to reunite with its owner, dead or alive.
Subconsciously you start slowly rubbing circles with your thumb on the back of the hand, murmuring to yourself. “It’s just so awful that someone cut off your hand, I wish that I could find your body hopefully give you some closure, I can’t imagine having your hand cut off then it being left to rot is the best feeling…” a couple stray tear slips down you cheek as your curse your overflowing empathy, and get up to grab a tissue.
…
The hand glows
Your wish was granted
Now the Riddle Rosehearts, better known as “The Heartslaybul executioner” after going insane and amputating his non dominant hand, then killing all patients in his ward with nothing but a couple roses and a guillotine blade.
Is
In
Your
Debt.
What will you do with this corpse in your house? And why does he want to protect you from his namesake?
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(A/N) Fml and fuck my sleep schedule my ass keeps on waking up at 3 in the morning…
