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he knitted his own halloween sweater everyone say you're proud of him 🎃🍂🍁🐸

ooo AAA riddle fic, lets go!!! for my pookies @pixy-styx and @spadecentral !!! <333

— Remember for Me

summary : you unfortunately got a low grade on a high marked test, bringing your mood down - riddle is there to comfort you.

cw : angst to comfort, gn!reader, riddle x reader, fear of failure

authors note : projecting with that fear huh 😬

countless hours of studying, flashcards, conversing with other students, going through every book in the library, and what did you score? 49%.

all your hard work, down the drain. youre back, neck, shoulders ached from your hunched position when you were studying, your eyes red and drooping, practically begging for sleep. all for 49%.

walking to ramshackle was tiring, trudging along, dragging your feet. when you were inside, you dropped your bag onto the floor carelessly which was sure to bite you in the ass later, falling backwards onto the couch that saw your countless nights of studying. grim sat on your stomach, staring down at you, your arm draped over your eyes.

"henchman? whats wrong?" grim said, almost sounding worried. you forced a tight smile, voice cracking whilst fighting off tears behind your arm, "oh, nothing just..tired. so tired.." you sighed.

there was a knock at the door, raising your arm to look at the door. it went silent. then there was another knock. you couldnt leave them waiting.

"coming, coming. grim, get off," you pick him off your stomach, placing him down on your previous spot on the couch as you walked over to the door, tripping over your bag. you groaned, biting your cheek to hold back an angry cry.

finally getting to the door, you opened it, "oh, riddle, hi." you looked down at the boy, "something wrong?"

"i wanted to talk to you about that previous test. may i come in?" he spoke, posture straight and voice as strict and condescending as usual.

"oh..alright." you stepped out the way. riddle walked past you, looking around.

"..you really havent done much to the dorm?" he spoke. you shrugged, not really interested in answering. he turned around to face you, watching you close the door, "so, your score on the test. what was it again?"

you groaned, looking away, "49%, nothing big, i get it, your smart, im not, what else do you wanna shove in my face?" you ranted, "that i wont succeed? that me hanging around ace and deuce damages my head? wanna prove im some kinda– wreck?" you flailed your arms around, anger rising in your chest as you spoke.

"what? great seven, no, i came to offer help for your studies!" riddle tried to speak but you were finally breaking down your walls.

"oh, cause im- im just an idiot, right? cant do a simple test, you think- you think im not smart right? im just another student slacking off!" youre voice raised, tears welling in your eyes

"prefect, calm yourself! what is this behaviour?" riddle spoke, hand on his chest. he sounded like an overbearing, snobby parent.

"shut up, i dont– i dont care! i really dont- j-just shut- up! i get it, i cant do something so simple, leave me a-alone!" you finally cried, yelling at the red head who stared, shocked at your state.

"prefect, i never said such a thing. why would i?" riddle stepped closer, wary.

"i- just-" you sobbed, beginning to shake, knees threatening to give out. you tried to regulate your breathing, "im really just- gonna fail..! great seven, i- fuck–" your knees finally gave up on supporting your weight. riddle hurried over, trying to catch you before you fell, but not really helping your fall. he slowly lowered himself to the ground, along with you, sitting in silence. he listened to you cry, all the while holding your shaking hands with his own.

when youd seemed to calm, he raised a hand, gently wiping away your tears with his finger, "prefect, i understand your fear. it must have been hard. you look so tired, how long were you studying?"

you sniffled, "i couldnt a-answer," your voice shook, body seeming to shiver as you spoke.

"my dear," he raised his other hand, holding your face gently, "you tried tremendously hard. but now, i say its time for a break. i think a cup of tea and a slice of tart is just what you need," he gently tucked strands of loose hair behind your ear.

blinking away excess tears, you spoke quietly, "i-id like that. yeah." you smiled softly, riddle doing the same.

"you are smart, do not forget it. and if you do, ill remind you again. remember it for me."

authors note : YO IM ?????IN TEARS 😭😭 I HOPE YOU ENJOYED <33

How are my daddy issues still present when these amazing father figures (not crowley) exist??!?!?

— Accidentally calling the NRC Staffs ‘dad’

Tags & Notes | Any Pronouns! Reader, humor, fluff. I apologize if the characters are OOC. Stay safe and healthy everyone! <3

Warnings | Crowley.

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DIRE CROWLEY

It was on accident, you swear-

Now you have a grown ass adult clinging to you.

Begging you to say it one more time.

“CHILD! PLEASE! JUST SAY IT ONE MORE TIME!” You tried removing his hands off you but it’s no use.

You sigh in defeat and turned to Crowley with a forced smile.

“Dad, please get off of me” Your tone sharp, practically threatening him.

Crowley finally lets go off as he starts tearing up, distracted by you calling him ‘dad’ instead of ‘sir or ‘headmaster’.

Which gives you the time to get back to your friends before they do something stupid.

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𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐞

you decide to take a week-long break at rsa. while you’re out having fun with neige, his little dwarf friends, che’nya, and whoever else you might know at rsa, how are the nrc boys doing while you’re gone?

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Honestly, probably the best social tip I could ever give you guys is literally just ask. Need to make a doctor's appointment but don't know how? Call the doctor's office and ask. Don't know the meaning of what someone said? Ask them. Don't understand the instructions you were given? Ask them to repeat or clarify. This has literally never failed me, no one's gotten angry, no one's refused to answer.

Even in situations where you think it might not work, I once accidentally missed a deadline to accept a job offer, so I called and asked if they could reset it and they did. Just today I called a doctor and asked how to schedule an appointment, the lady told me how, and then I did it. Didn't know if someone was being sarcastic or not, so I asked and they told me. Just ask.

Hypothetically speaking if our flag means death was casting I would do anything to get in.

They need me to play a man? Done

They need someone with 5 years of sword training? I'll have it learnt in 5 days

Heck if they needed me to play a rat

I . Would. Do . It

Does anyone ever wonder how Stede managed to pull together this crew like where on earth did he find these people? I'm sure they've mentioned it somewhere but I cant for the life of me remember

This is everything i never knew i wanted but wholeheartedly needed <3

Okay, but OFMD Gang playing D&D during downtime would be both hilarious and chaotic?

Lucius DMs because he's second most literate and Stede can't be trusted mediating that much detail all at once. That and also he draws everyone's characters.

Everyone has varying levels of low INT except for Izzy and Oluwande who have a surprisingly high WIS.

Black Pete is a bad ass half orc fighter turned wholesome by the gang and keeps on trying to cheat by wooing Lucius to give him more stat points.

Buttons is an old goblin druid with seagull familiar. Nobody is sure wtf he does. Possibly witch. Maybe sorcerer. They try not to question it since the guy's good at keeping watch.

Frenchie is clearly a Bard and Supports with shields and distractions in combat. Passives in rogue/thief. High charisma.

Roach has vicious elf energy, has heal passives via cooking/meals. Mains as rogue just for stat buffs, but can dual wield as a fighter.

Jim is half-elf and strictly rogue. High DEX. Intimidation buffs through the roof. Skills are buffed by Oluwande by their side.

Oluwande has big wholesome healer energy. Deff neutral good, but has a mace and will fuck you up. He's a bit of a sadistic healer since he won't res unless you tell him what you've learned from your mistakes. Can and will let the Tank die if they run too far ahead.

Wee John & Swede have Barbarian energy. Swede's an Aasimar that's 2sweet4thisrealm. Wee John has subtle Half-Orc (or Dwarf?) vibes with a resistance to fire.

Izzy's a halfling rogue and only here because he was threatened by Stede and Ed bonding, but eventually likes the game and helps Lucius with dungeon builds. Gets put in time out because he's being too critical about the game.

Ivan and Fang are Fighters with Monk and Barbarian passives on both sides. They do great chain combos with Izzy if they get to throw him.

Ed is a half-elf rogue turned sorcerer that has not only devoted himself to the eldritch God known as Kröken, but has mastered the magical class known as Fuckery (Illusion/charisma buffs).

Stede is also half elf (or probably fully human) mage that has stupidly high luck and keeps on rolling Nat 20s which pisses everyone off.