I know I haven’t posted a lot lately, but thats mainly due to my latest personal project. I’m working on a Fortuna Fangame of sorts? Its a notail dating sim that takes place on Eukaryote (the notail planet). You get to befriend and date Socks! All of the assets are entirely handmade (aside from a couple images nerfed from the Fortuna Fan Content pack (I think its called?) ((bless u gimeurcookie)) and the music is outsourced from free downloads of small artists. I’ll be posting credits after the game is completed, but as for now I’ve only finished date #1,
If you wanna play, you can try the demo on itch.io [here]
And if you wanna donate, you can buy me a ko-fi [here]
Custom content end, but takes place after the canonical bad end
Part One Part Two Part Three Choose Another Ending
Riddle remembers when he got the call. He didn't know how Grim even had his phone number. It was about four months ago.
“Now's your chance!”
“Sorry?” He was just about to leave his law firm for the day, when his phone had rung, and now he was stuck there.
“Y/N and the baker broke up!”
Riddle nearly dropped his phone. He put Grim on speaker and opened up his text messages. He was still very close with both you and Trey, having dinner with you both every Saturday. Often, you both joked with him about how you would adopt him so you could force him to take a break. Sure enough, both of you had texted him.
Hey, Riddle, so, Trey and I aren't seeing each other anymore. Wanted you to know before you heard it from someone else.
I know you were his friend first, but I hope you don't hate me, and we can still hang out?
Trey's message was similar.
Y/N and I broke up. We're still gonna be friends, nothing bad happened. But I wanted you to know.
Riddle watched the typing bubble on Trey's message space, and nearly threw his phone when he got the message.
I know you've never stopped loving them. So whenever the two of you get together, I want you to know I'm ok with it 😉
“Well? C'mon Mr. Lawyer! Will you be there tomorrow, or not?!” Grim shouted, clearly having been unable to get his attention for a while.
“Trey’s my friend. I can't just take his partner the day after they broke up,” Riddle sighed tiredly. Yes, Trey wasn't wrong. He never stopped loving you, no matter how hard he tried, how many people he dated, how much time he would stay away. But society has rules. He couldn't act on his feelings right away. It wasn't like you held those feelings for him. You wouldn't have dated Trey if you had.
“Don't be stupid, Rosehearts. This is your one chance. I have Ashengrotto on standby at any moment!”
Riddle held back a snicker. Clearly, that was untrue. Azul had been married for two years.
“Go ahead and call him, then.”
“I will! Goodbye forever, Rosehearts!”
Four months later, and it was the first chance he'd had to have dinner with you again. Grim was grouchy, slumping in his chair, refusing to do anything but glare at him. Your current tactic seemed to be to ignore him.
“Tell me everything! It feels like so long since I last saw you!” You said excitedly, scooping a portion of strawberry and walnut salad onto his, then Grim's, plate.
“I've been busy,” he hummed, skirting around the question. He'd been busy because he'd chosen to be. Between Grim's relentless phone calls, and Trey attempting to push him in “the right direction” every day since a month ago, he'd been being forced to face his feelings that he'd spent years trying to bury. Throwing himself into his work had seemed to be the only peace he'd had.
“Riddle, we've talked about this! You can't overwork yourself like this! Someone who spent a year in medical school should be well aware of that!”
Riddle rolled his eyes, but smiled playfully. “You sound ridiculous, right now. I had way more on my plate at NRC than I've ever have at work.”
“Maybe. But one of these days, I'm gonna trap you in my house, and make you take a vacation.”
That didn't sound too bad. Being trapped in a house with only your tender love and care to worry about.
“I'll look forward to that day,” he laughed tiredly. You seemed satisfied with that answer, and continued chatting about what you'd been up to. He winced, however, when he made eye contact with Grim, who looked suspiciously happy.
….
“So?”
“So?” Riddle echoed. He knew exactly what Trey had called him to ask, but he didn't really want to answer.
“So?! A little birdie told me you and Y/N are going on a trip this weekend!”
“It’s not like we'll be alone. Grim is coming,” Riddle held back a slightly bitter tone at that.
“Yeah, and for some reason he's desperate for you to be his dad. I'm sure he's got something worked out.”
“He only wants me so that he can “be rich” and get tuna. And because he was extremely bitter that you ruined his plans, years ago, and wants revenge on you.”
Trey laughed. “I think you'd be surprised, Riddle. He's an interesting little guy. I think he actually likes you.”
Riddle rolled his eyes. “Is it normal for an ex boyfriend to be this interested in matchmaking his ex?”
“It is when the ex boyfriend wants his ex and his old friend to be happy, and he can see how good they would be together.”
“Sure, sure. Listen, Trey, I gotta go,” Riddle muttered, wanting to end this phone call as quickly as possible.
“Don't forget to pack a toothbrush!”
“Yeah, yeah…”
“And a swimsuit!”
“Yeah, yeah-”
“And don't forget to pack sunscreen!”
“Bye mom,” Riddle sighed tiredly as he hung up. He leaned back in his chair, massaging his temples. Why did he even agree to a vacation with you? It was already seeming to be more effort than it was worth. But he'd already said yes. And he knew you, and his coworkers, wouldn't take it lying down. The moment his coworkers had heard he was going to have a weekend beach vacation, they'd put all their effort into making sure he had no excuse not to go.
You, meanwhile, had already purchased and planned the vacation. You gave him those sad eyes when he was about to turn you down, and he found himself nodding along.
Two days. That's all he'd have to put up with. He could do this.
….
“I need my own bed.”
Both you and Riddle stared at Grim, who had an angry look on his face.
“The fuck?” You muttered.
“I refuse to go back to the Ramshackle days. I will not be sharing a bed with a stinky human!”
“Stinky?” You sounded mildly offended.
You'd all just arrived at the vacation cabin, and found out there were two bedrooms. You had been preparing to put both your's and Grim's bags in one of the rooms, when he'd dropped the bomb.
“It's fine. I can just take the couch,” Riddle muttered, already tired.
“No! This vacation is supposed to be about you getting some rest for once! I'll take the damn couch,” you growled, dragging your bag over to the very stiff looking sofa.
Riddle grabbed the handle of your suitcase, yanking it away.
“You paid for the beds. You should sleep in one.”
“I have an idea!” Grim shouted. You both turned to stare at him. “Since both of you are stinky humans, and Y/N was prepared to share anyway, you could both share the bed!”
Riddle's eyes widened, his jaw dropping, but you spoke faster.
“I mean, if you're okay with that Riddle, I don't mind.”
He nodded dumbly, and you took his suitcase, carrying it to your now shared room.
It took a second for it all to process, but what made it settle in was the exaggerated wink Grim was giving him.
“Word of warning. Y/N is a major cuddler!” Grim whispered, scampering off to his own room. Riddle's face felt like it was on fire, as you called over to him, telling him the room was ready.
He stumbled in, trying to puzzle out how the trip had gotten away from him so quickly.
“Why did we let him win?” He asked tiredly.
You sighed, then gave him a war torn smile.
“He's really good at what he does.”
You went to the ensuite bathroom, and before Riddle could process, time had passed and you had reemerged in your pajamas. You pulled back the comforter, and snuggled yourself into the bed.
“Aren't you going to change?” You asked.
“My clothes are comfortable,” he muttered.
That was a lie.
“Alright then,” you patted the space next to you, and Riddle gulped. He trudged over to the bed, as though he was taking his death march. Then he stiffly flipped onto the bed.
“You can come closer. I swear I don't bite,” you laughed, as he pushed himself as far to the edge as possible.
“I don't need much space,” he muttered.
“Alright. Good night, Riddle,” you hummed. You quickly fell asleep, clearly used to sharing a bed.
Riddle, meanwhile, found himself staring at the ceiling, unable to sleep. He wasn't touching you, but your body heat was fogging his mind. Your scent, as well, was inescapable, and sleep, inevitably, evaded him.
He looked at the alarm clock on the side table. 1:35 am. He groaned. This was never going to work.
As quietly as possible, he left the bed, and made his way out of the cabin. He wandered down to the beach, trying to clear you from his head. He stood near the edge of the ocean, and closed his eyes, letting the sounds of the waves drown you out.
Then he was sprayed with a wall of water.
He spluttered, choking on sea water. When he had finally recovered, he heard a voice he hadn't heard in years.
“Hey, Goldfishie!”
He groaned, looking out at the sea, where he saw a pair of glowing mismatched eyes.
“Floyd. How are you?”
“Same old, same old,” he hummed.
“Excellent. WHY DID YOU SPLASH ME?!” Riddle roared, making Floyd laugh.
“Because I wanted to. By the way, aren't you supposed to be making out with Shrimpy?”
Riddle's face went crimson. “What-”
“Y/N’s doing the same thing with Jade and Sea Turtle. The day they broke up, they started texting Jade non stop about asking him out. The difference is that Jade is so much better at it than you are.”
“What is that supposed to mean?” Riddle snarled.
“It means, Jade already bagged his prey. Like, a month ago. Trey sent me here, because he knew you'd wimp out at some point,” Floyd gave him a disappointed once over. “He's gonna be sad when he hears how fast it was.”
“You used his name…” Riddle muttered in awe.
“Yeah?” Floyd shrugged. “He's prolly gonna be my brother in law one day. That makes him family. But you're dodging the issue.”
Floyd fixed him with a glare.
“Do I need to take a transformation potions, and take care of things myself?”
“First off, why would you even help me? Didn't you used to have a crush on Y/N?”
“Yeah. So did everyone. The difference between you and everyone is that, for everyone, it was just a crush, which meant it went away. For you, it's love. Which is why you're too scared to schmooze them right now.”
Riddle sighed tiredly. He never thought he'd see a day where he had a reasonable conversation with Floyd. He sat down in the sand, staring off into the distance.
“They always were so happy with Trey. What if I never match up?”
Floyd rolled his eyes, slipping below the surface as he groaned.
When he pooped back up, he fixed Riddle with a glare.
“Do you really think me, and Sea Turtle, and Jade, would all be pushing you to this if we didn't think you were capable of making Y/N happy?” He rolled his eyes again, before splashing him with more water. “Seven's, we all used to love Y/N! And we still cherish them! If anyone can give them a happy ending, it's fucking Riddle Rosehearts!”
Riddle stared at Floyd for a moment, before a smile split his face.
“Floyd, somehow you grew up.”
“Ugh!” Floyd splashed him a third time, before diving below the surface.
Riddle allowed himself a giggle, before making his way back to the cabin. He changed out of his dripping clothes, into his pajamas, and made his way back into the bed.
He looked at you for a moment, letting you fog his mind again. His heart skipped a beat, as you sighed softly, then flipped over, wrapping your arms around him, and tangling your legs with his.
For a moment, he thought he would die. Then you sleepily whispered,
“Grimmy, you're so squishy.”
Riddle sighed in relief. His dignity was safe for now. You were just asleep. You weren't actively trying to give him a heart attack.
It felt good though. Resting so close to you. And he soon found himself finally drifting off.
He woke up early. He was always an early riser. But he was pretty sure what woke him up this time was your head resting on his neck, cutting off his air supply. He didn't want to have to wake you, but he needed to breathe.
“Y/N,” he groaned, gently shifting as much as he could with you wrapped up around him. It took a couple calls of your name before your eyes fluttered open, sleepily looking up at him. Then your eyes widened and you shot up, pulling away.
“Oh my god, Riddle, I am so sorry! I cuddle in my sleep sometimes,” you hastily spoke.
“Y/N, it's fine,” he said, looking away so that you hopefully wouldn't see how red he was. He missed your warmth already.
“God, I'm so embarrassed,” you moaned, burying your face in your hands.
“Don't be. Actually,” he steeled his courage, looking at you with what he hoped was a calm confidence. “This seems like a good time to tell you something important.”
You peeked at him from between your fingers.
“I love you.”
Your hands dropped from your face, your jaw dropped.
“I know you were dating Trey, like, a year ago, but-”
“For Seven's sake! Riddle! This is gonna make me sound super sus, but do you think I would have so quickly agreed to share a bed with you if I didn't like you back?”
Riddle stared at you, before swiftly pinning you down, a dangerous smile on his face.
“And why, my dear Y/N, didn't you say something sooner?”
You stiffened, realizing you were probably in trouble.
“Ha ha, well um-”
“My darling rose,” he hummed, gently caressing your cheek. “It's against the rules to keep your queen waiting.”
He leaned in, and the door slammed open.
You both turned your heads to see Grim, who's eyes widened with glee.
“Finally! Tuna for everyone! Riddle's treat!” He skipped out of the room, laughing happily.
“What the fuck?” You muttered.
“I'll go deal with that,” Riddle said, leaving the bed and stretching, before making his way to the door. He stopped for a moment, then turned back to you with a wicked grin.
“Don't think for a moment that you have escaped punishment.”
He held back a laugh as he watched you hide under the blankets.
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A/N: dear riddle fans. I have gifted you the longest ending to date. Am I forgiven for making you wait so long for his happy ending?
Riddle Stans....those of you who have been waiting for Riddle's for tuna end (sorry about that 😂) it looks like it's gonna be the longest ending to date.
Wait for Vils for Tuna ending am I understanding that ending right is he is using a mind altering perfume??? Im alittle lost on why he was hiding?
I mean...if you want it to be that, you can have it be that.
But that wasn't my intention 😂 this is one of the more innocent endings, aside from Vil not so subtley bragging about your date.
Remember during the fake dinner date, when Grim told Vil he was old and had gray hair at 25? Vil immediately dyed his hair and upped his skincare routine, then he had his infamous interaction with Azul in chapter three. I'm headcanonning he went into hiding, perfecting a new anti aging beauty routine, and formulating a hair dye that was slightly closer to his initial shade. He spent weeks refusing to be seen in public, until he was absolutely perfect again.
As for why your head would go empty at the end of his ending...if Vil Schoenheit took your hands and kissed your cheek, wouldn't your brain shut down?
That said, if you want to interpret it as a new perfume, which I wouldn't doubt him capable of making, then I am not upset about that. In fact, that interpretation totally makes sense!
It has been one year since Grim began his journey to get free tuna
Oh oops
Sell you off
No, wait
Matchmake you to the love of your life. There we go.
Anyways, I was cleaning the Ramshackle lounge this morning, and found a weird stack of papers. The oldest paper, which I can only assume is the notes from that day one year ago, will be shown below.
As you can see, he was very thorough.
(ooc, this is for those of you who asked to see Grim's notes from part one)
Unrelated, I also was helping Diasomnia with their laundry, and found these note cards in Silvers uniform jacket.
I have zero clue what these are about, but they seemed kind of funny to me. Also, since your name was on it, I thought I should share.
(ooc these are Silver's note cards from part two)
Anyway, to those of you who have been sold married off, thank you for joining me on this ride! For those of you who have yet to be paired off (ie. Your fave doesn't have an ending yet) thank you for your patience!
It's wild to think that this fic is a whole year old! Just crazy! Kissies to all of you!
