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Unlike Riddle assumed, the room was not empty. On top of the piano laid a tall man, with teal hair that had a black streak, his feet falling off the edge. His chest rose and fell slowly, and Riddle noticed his eyes were closed. Maybe he—
Wait.
On top of the piano?
Was this person sleeping on top of the piano!?
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Or: Orchestra AU but it's just Floyd and Riddle and the rest of the band is doing fuck all.
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27 May 2026
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“Why can’t you just accept my choices?” he demanded, breath trembling. “Why is it always your way or nothing?”
The silence hung over the room like a suffocating blanket.
Riddle’s pulse pounded in his ears, loud and ragged. The air between them buzzed with everything that hadn’t been said before now.
“Or nothing?” she echoed, her voice low, dangerously soft. “I’ll show you nothing,” She loomed over him. “If you don’t end things with that boy, I’ll disown you.”
“Then do it.”
His mother—no, Edith Rosehearts—stood there, stunned to silence, like she hadn’t expected him to fight back.
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09 Nov 2025
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Getting his hair cut was what Nagisa wanted for a long time, but what if it changed things?
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- Part 4 of Karmagisa Week
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Gunshot (I'm Bleeding Love) by Machiavellian_Princess
Fandoms: Twisted-Wonderland (Video Game)
13 Mar 2026
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Eight years after graduating Night Raven College, Riddle thought life was going to go smooth from here on out. Sure, he married Floyd Leech, who went into the family business and became a mobster, but other than that, life was pretty good.
Until a News Broadcaster states otherwise...
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14 Apr 2025
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"In front of my mother and my sisters, I pretend love is cheap and vulgar. I act like it's a sin- i pretend that love is for women on a dark path. but at night I dream of a love so heavy it makes my spine throb- I dream up a lover who makes love like he is separating salt from water."
— Salma Deera, "salt”Bookmarked by Red_Eel
07 Apr 2025