Treyrid Geschichten

A story that began with Trey and Rook's friendship and ended with an exhaustive analysis of the parallelisms between their relationships with their leaders and the depths of their vices' feelings towards them. - This fic is composed of 3 parts. The first, Noctambulous, focuses on Trey and Rook's friendship and Clover's feelings towards Rosehearts (Treyrid + Rookvil). The second part, Mirror, is the prequel to the first part and revolves around Rook's contradictory feelings and his relationship with Vil. (Rookvil) The third part, Roses, is the sequel to Noctambulous and here Trey and Riddle finally face up to their feelings for each other. (Treyrid) - noctambulous / nok-tam-byuh-luhs / 1. to walking by night - My Twitter: @/_MissDema My AO3: @/MissDema - Fanart credits: @/nmo6833 (Twitter)

Ace plays a prank on Riddle, goes wrong. - My Twitter: @/_MissDema My AO3: @/MissDema - Fanart credits: @/nmo6833 (Twitter)

It is said that a couple's first kiss has to be special, so Trey is looking for a way to make it happen that way. - rose /rōz/ 1. a prickly bush or shrub that typically bears red, pink, yellow, or white fragrant flowers, native to north temperate regions. Numerous hybrids and cultivars have been developed and are widely grown as ornamentals.

Nightly conversations in the gardens of Pomefiore are interrupted by a shooting star. - My Twitter: @/_MissDema My AO3: @/MissDema - Fanarts: @/336n336n & @/nmo6833

Twisted Wonderland, Post Riddle Overblot, Treyrid. Riddle's veins still hummed with the echo of the power rush that had nearly consumed him. It would be easier if the entire experience had simply been horrible, but even though shame permeated every second of his memories, the euphoria had been intoxicating. Head bowed, doubt swelled up inside of his chest. He removed his crown, barely sparing his reflection a glance before discarding it next to his scepter on his bed. There was no rule that invalidated his leadership, but... A light knock at the door offered a reprieve from his thoughts. There were few people who would brave the potential storm and see him so soon after the incident. Foolishly hopeful, Riddle raised his head. "Come in." He'd almost managed to sound composed. "How are you holding up?" Trey let himself in, the answer to prayers Riddle didn't deserve to make. His expression was soft. "I see you're right where I left you." That was right- Trey had taken him to the nurse's office, brought Riddle back to his room, and then Riddle had been frozen there the entire time. Riddle shrugged. "Well, there's nothing else to be done about it. I guess."