#riddle school aliens

[nonsensefromtheabyss]

The Worst People You Know (Are Also The Only Ones Left)

Traditional painting: gouache on paper.

Is this before the events of Riddle V.I.Z.ion? After? Don’t know! Probably after, but I only say that ‘cause they’re having a decent evening for once. Perspective is a little off and space gave me hell but overall I’m super happy with this piece!

Viz is telling a story everyone has heard a million times before and will hear again. Diz is either making a bomb or fixing the chronometer—I doubt even he knows at this point. Quiz has been confined to a salt circle. (If Quiz gets too close to the command console Everything Goes Horribly Wrong. If Viz and Diz had a choice between Quiz being helpful and an actual EMP, they would pick the bomb every time. Thus, the salt circle.)

(Nobody ever ask me how long this took, I shan’t answer, I shall simply turn smoke)

[kizzer55555]

DP x DC: The Most Dangerous Card Game

Ok so Danny has essentially claimed earth as his. And he is fully aware that there are constant threats to the planet. Now he can’t stop a threat that originates on earth (that’s something he’ll leave to the Justice league) but he can do something about outside threats. Doing some research on ancient spells, rituals, and artifacts, he cast a world wide barrier on the planet to protect it from hostile threats so they cannot enter. This will prevent another Pariah Dark incident. However, barriers like this come at a price. You see, there are two ways to make a barrier. Either make one powered up by your own energy and power (which would be constantly draining) or set up a barrier with rules. The way magic works is that nothing can be absolutely indestructible. It must have a weakness. The most powerful barriers weren’t the ones reinforced with layer after layer of protective charms and buffed up with power. Those could eventually be destroyed either by being overpowered, wearing them down, or by cutting off the original power source. No, the most powerful barriers were the ones with a deliberate weakness. A barrier indestructible except for one spot. A cage that can only be opened from the outside. Or that can only be passed with a key or by solving a riddle. So Danny chooses this type of barrier and does the necessary ritual and pours in enough power to make it. And he adds his condition for anyone to enter. 

Now the Justice league? Find out about the barrier when Trigon attempts to attack, they were preparing after he threatened what he would do once he got to earth. How he would destroy them. The Justice league tried to take the fight to him first but were utterly destroyed, so they retreated home to tend to their injuries, and fortify earth for one. Last. Stand. Only when Trigon makes his big entrance…he’s stopped.

The Justice league watch in awe as this thin see-through barrier with beautiful green swirls and speckled white lights like stars apears blocking Trigon and his army’s advance. The barrier looks so thin and fragile yet no matter how hard the warlord hits, none of his attacks can get through and neither can he damage said barrier. That’s when Constantine and Zatanna recognizes what this barrier is. Something only a powerful entity could create. For a moment, the league is filled with hope that Trigon can’t get through yet Constantine also explains that it’s not impenetrable. And clearly Trigon knows this too for he calls out a challenge. 

And that’s when, in a flash of light, a tiny glowing teenager appears. He looked absolutly minuscule compared to Trigon and yet practically glowed with power (this isn’t a King Danny AU though).

And that is when the conditions for passing the barrier are revealed. And the Justice realize that the only thing stopping Trigon and his army from decimating earth. The only way he can get through….is by beating this glowing teenager in a card game. 

Not just any card game though. The most convoluted game Sam, Danny, and Tucker invented themselves. It’s like the infinite realms version of magic the gathering, combined with Pokémon, and chess. And Danny is the master. So sit down Trigon and let’s play.

(The most intense card game of the Justice league’s life).

After Danny wins, this happens a few more times with outer word beings and possibly even demons attempting to invade earth, yet none have been able to beat the mysterious teenager in a card game. Constantine might even take a crack at it and try to figure out how to play. He’s really bad though. Every time this happens, the Justice league worry that this might be the time the teenager looses. Yet every time, he wins (even if only barely). 

Meanwhile, Danny, Sam, and Tucker have gotten addicted to the game and play it almost daily. Some teachers might seem them playing the game are are like ‘awww how cute’ not realizing this game is literally saving the world. Jazz is just happy they aren’t spending as much time on their screens playing Doomed.

[riddlesrizzler]

𝘿𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝘽𝙖𝙙

summary: An all powerful alien abducts you, but instead of breaking you, he finds himself unraveling in your presence.

characters: alien! mattheo. reader

warnings: slight kidnapping? alien abduction.

word count: 826

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The beam of light wraps around you, weightless yet suffocating, as it lifts you from the trembling earth. The air crackles, charged with a force beyond comprehension, and the world below you fades into a distant blur. Your heart pounds, fear coiling in your chest as you ascend into the dark void above. The spacecraft looms, a behemoth of metal and energy, swallowing you whole into its endless corridors of shimmering obsidian. And then, the light vanishes, as you collapse with a thud onto the cold, smooth floor.

A presence fills the room before you even see him- something ancient, something powerful, something inhuman. You lift your head, breath catching as he steps forward, his form shifting like a mirage against the glowing walls. He is taller than any human, his silhouette wrapped in the swirling remnants of galaxies, the faint glow of dying stars woven into his cloak. His eyes- twin black holes- fix on you, studying, calculating. A force to be reckoned with in every universe.

"You are a peculiar creature," his voice is smooth, edged with an otherworldly resonance, as if layered with the echoes of time itself. He tilts his head, his gaze a quiet storm. "Your kind is insignificant. Fragile."

You push yourself up from the ground, ignoring the tremble in your limbs. "Then why am I here?" Your voice shakes slightly as fear lingers beneath it, but defiance seeps through. "If I mean nothing, why take me?"

He steps closer, his movements fluid, something that wasn't human. The air shifts with this presence, heavier, charged with something unspoken. "I take what I desire," he says simply, as if that alone is a justification. His gaze flickers over you again, something unreadable passing through those abyssal eyes. "And yet..." He pauses, his fingers twitched at his side.

"You're not what I expected."

There is something in his voice- an uncertainty, fleeting but real. You stare up at him, at the strange, celestial glow that clings to his skin like stardust, at the way his power hums through the very air around you. And then you realize- he is hesitating.

"Have you never seen a human before?" you ask, your eyebrows furrowing slightly as your voice grows softer.

He exhales sharply, almost a scoff, but there's something else beneath it. "I have taken thousands, millions before you, yet none of ever made me hesitate."

The silence stretches between you, heavy and electric. His gaze lingers on you, tracing the shape of your face, the curve of your lips, the fire in your eyes. In the vast expanse of the universe, where he had conquered worlds and shattered civilizations, you are a flicker of light in the abyss. Something unexpected. Something... beautiful.

Mattheo Riddle, the force that bends galaxies to his will, takes a step back. He finds himself, for the first time, conflicted.

"Then why aren't you doing anything?" you challenge, your pulse in your ears. "If i'm weak, if i'm nothing- why am I here?"

A flicker of something- annoyance, amusement, something deeper- passes through his dark eyes. He steps closer to you, the energy crackles around him, distorting the air like a heatwave. He is impossibly close now, and though every instinct tells you to back away, you hold your ground.

"I could destroy you in an instant," he murmurs, his voice lower now. His hand lifts slightly, fingers twitching as if testing the air between you. "And yet..."

Your breath stills as his fingers stop just short of your skin, a breath away from your face, but he doesn't touch you. He lingers, as if the mere thought unsettles him.

"You don't fear me," he states, more to himself than to you.

"I don't know what you are," you admit, "but I know monsters, and you don't look like one."

His eyes darken, if that was even possible. "Careful, little star," he mutters, the name rolling of his tongue like an ancient secret. "You know nothing of what I am."

"The show me," you whisper.

Something in him shifts at that- his lips part slightly, hs jaw tightening. The universe has bowed to him, galaxies crumbled against his will, and yet here you stand, meeting him without fear. It is maddening. Intriguing.

His hand finally moves, he lifts your chin with the barest brush of his fingers rather than with a strike or seize. Tilting your face toward him, the tough is fleeting, barely there, yet it sends a shiver down your spine- not from fear, but something else entirely.

"You are either incredibly foolish," he murmurs, "or more dangerous than I realized."

"You will not leave," he finally declares. "Not yet."

It should terrify you, but it doesn't. Because deep down, in the depths of the endless darkness within his eyes, you see it- the hesitation, the curiosity.

And in that moment, you see the truth- he may have taken you from your world, but something about you is unraveling his.

[artsy-sunny]

realized i never drew any of the riddle school aliens in my life. had to change that.

[supergirlytreiner]

The Good Ending! (+ some refs for the aliens!)

[samsonitesdomain]

do people still like riddle school 😢😢 i became super fixated on it again after rewatching dantdm play it again........ i love the vizion aliens so muchggh..........

[adhdlobster]

Hi i forgot that tumblr existed for about a month my bad yall

[ediblesnek]

guys… i’ve picked up miitopia again

ya’ll know what this means

i am addicted

have a fully colourised redraw!

ALSO SOMETHING EXTRA UNDER THE CUT ABOUT KANE BECAUSE I’M. I NEED TO POINT THIS OUT.

he’s a chef, right…

THIS FUCKING UNIFORM

best item in the game

[m1stamack]

VizBop

[ponchusjbonchus]

huge shoutout to the 4th forgotten riddle school alien i think about him a lot

edit. i have now found out this is not a random alien but a cameo from a different game and joy is dead /silly

[gl0wy-gh0st]

Smiley posting

Constructive criticism welcome, I'm not sure if I like how it turned out

[nonsensefromtheabyss]

AO3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/15252237/chapters/35376864

"I hate to press you Quiz but this is kind of an important question: what are we gonna do?" Opening communication comms... "We're going to talk to him."

Instead of immediately blowing himself up, Quiz makes the questionable choice to try and talk Diz out of doomsday. Things go very differently from there. In the wake of the project's destruction, Phil is left to wrestle with the aftermath of his greatest adventure, and the aliens struggle to live with each other.

— A look at the 'why' of project V.I.Z.ion, the psyches of three violent extraterrestrials, and revisiting childhood trauma that was really really fun at the time. Who are we without the things we live for? (aka 'Seriousifying Riddle School: The Fic'.)

(118,354 words.)

[riddlesrizzler]

𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙣! 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙤

. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁ . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁ . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁ . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁ . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁

⟡ ݁₊ .Across galaxies where suns flicker like candle flames and civilizations rise and fall in the blink of a cosmic eye, alien! mattheo is a name that is spoken in hushed, fearful, tones. His presence bends the fabric of space, a shifting silhouette clocked in the remnants of shattered worlds. His eyes, dark as the abyss between the stars, hold the weight of a thousand lost empires, each one a mere stepping stone in his relentless wavers, time fractures, and the laws of physics tremble breathe his fingers. He is not bound by the petty squabbles of mortals- he is the storm that swallows them whole.

⟡ ݁₊ .A master of manipulation and destruction, he weaves through the cosmos like a celestial predator, his influence stretching across dimensions unseen. Some say his voice is a whisper of dying supernovas, a lullaby of destruction sung to those who defy him. Others believe he is the last remnant of an ancient race, a being cursed to wander eternity, leaving ruin in his wake. No star is too bright, no empire too powerful- wherever his shadow falls, galaxies burn, and the universe itself holds its breath.

[twstedpurple]

TWST characters getting jealous when you spend more time with Stitch than with them (Part 1)

✧ Inspired by the new Stitch's Tropical Turbulence event.

✧ You can read Part 2 here.

Ace Trappola

Initially, Ace enjoyed having Stitch join the two of you, having fun as you all laughed, played, and hung out together with the other students at the island. But as he watched you grow increasingly attached to Stitch, and the way the blue furball kept clinging to you in return, a sense of irritation began to gnaw at him.

Ace tried to brush it off at first. As one of your first and closest friends at school, he’d been around you long enough to know your kindness extended to everyone and that you had a soft spot for small creatures like Stitch. But the feeling persisted, growing stronger with each passing day. He'd always been confident in his ability to captivate you, to make you smile and laugh with his silly jokes and antics. But hearing your constant giggles caused by Stitch, seeing you completely captivated by the alien's boundless energy and goofy charm, caused jealousy to stir within him.

Despite his efforts to act nonchalant, he couldn't help but secretly glare, his eyes narrowing slightly as he watched you and Stitch engrossed in your own little world. He would constantly find himself making excuses to be near you two, subtly inserting himself into your interactions. Although he wouldn’t admit it to anyone, he was jealous of the attention Stitch was receiving from you, jealous of the laughter that now echoed around you—a laughter that didn't include him. He was jealous of the little alien beside you who could effortlessly steal your attention and openly show his affection to you without getting embarrassed or teased by others.

Floyd Leech

Floyd didn't like it one bit. Sure, playing with the alien Stitch was fun and all, but seeing you constantly fawning over the little guy, ignoring Floyd in the process, sent a flicker of discontent across his face. Floyd got easily jealous when others stole your attention away from him. You were his precious shrimpy, after all.

Like Ace, he would try to wedge himself between you and Stitch to draw your attention. One moment he’d join in the fun with forced enthusiasm, only to get bored and withdraw the next due to his unpredictable mood swings. When his attempts to capture your attention failed and you remained engrossed with Stitch, Floyd’s mood darkened further.

He felt a suffocating sense of possessiveness, yearning for your undivided attention and affection. He wanted you all to himself. As he watched Stitch snuggle into your side, resting his head on your lap while you gently stroked his fur with a tender smile, his scowl deepened, his heart burning with jealousy. Unable to bear it any longer, he stormed over, yanking Stitch away. Then, grabbing you by the waist, he settled you onto his lap, wrapping his arms tightly around you in a possessive embrace. He buried his face in the crook of your neck, whining that you should play with him too. He snuggled even closer, ignoring the growling blue alien glaring daggers at him.

Riddle Rosehearts

From a distance, Riddle watched as Stitch playfully perched on your shoulder, nuzzling your cheek with his big, round nose, drawing a soft giggle from you. This playful interaction sparked an unfamiliar pang of jealousy within him. Though he tried to maintain a composed exterior, his eyes betrayed him, narrowing, and a faint frown would crease his face as he watched the cheerful duo.

Every now and then, Riddle would find an excuse to interject, gently scolding you for spoiling the little creature too much. His tone was stern, but deep down, he knew his disapproval was driven more by envy than genuine concern. He couldn't bear to watch you so happy together, knowing that he longed for that same closeness, though confessing such feelings wasn't easy for him.

Under the pretense of keeping an eye on them, Riddle would stay close, claiming it was to prevent any potential trouble Stitch might cause. His true motive, however, was far more personal. He wanted to be near you too, to share in the moments of joy you experienced with Stitch. He would stand nearby, arms crossed, his gaze unwavering as he watched you and Stitch bond. As he watched, he would often tap his finger on his arm or his foot on the sandy beach in silent frustration, his jealousy growing. Yet,  he kept his emotions tightly in check, not wanting to make his feelings obvious to you or anyone else.

[remina-mina]

First years and how they ended up at Ramshackle (Heartslabyul 1/2)

Ace

“Ace.. where did Housewarden Rosehearts expect you to sleep after he kicked you out?” ".. I dunno probably not Ramshackle"

Its easy to say that the first time he went to Ramshackle was because of the tart. Its true he was just a first year during the first couple days of school who hadn't really had the chance to get to know anyone, there really weren't many other options.

(although he would never admit this to their face there was something... admirable about a magicless alien who runs towards danger even as their body shakes in fear)

The sleepovers at Ramshackle post-Riddle's Overblot are different. If you asked him about it he would say he's just trying to avoid his housewarden because he forgot to do his chores.

But the times he wakes up in cold sweat at Heartslabyul with a phantom pain stinging all along his neck tells a different story.

The times he's painting the roses red and can't help but think about what would've happened if Trey was late. If his body had been skewered by roses and thorns. Would his blood have stained the roses a different shade?

He knows that Riddle is trying but to have the benefit of the doubt is.. nice. To hear his named followed by an invitation to game of cards rather than have it followed by punishment and lectures is nice.

But when asked he only sleeps over there weekly to avoid his chores.

Ace / Deuce / Jack / Epel