#Coroika x reader

[milkcookiekin]

i fucking hate you freaks out there that can’t be normal about anything. we can’t have nice things because of you demented, delusional assholes, because you all decided to be fucking weirdos. chappell roan is taking a break from fame since people have been creepy and have stalked her and her family. you guys really just can’t handle not being obsessive for once like please just let her live her life and be happy.

this has nothing to do with my fanfictions/headcanons because this is me angry ranting about people being freaks while also spreading awareness of the bullshit that’s going on.

[skyzerkarma]

Request Rules + Fandoms

RULES

I ask that you only request up to two oneshots at a time, and wait until one of your requests is completed to ask for another.

You may request any characters from the fandoms listed below, there are no restrictions for that aside from the fact that I will only write child characters in platonic oneshots.

You may not request from a fandom that is not listed below.

I will not write smut/lemons or limes.

I will do Yandere content, assuming it confines to the prior restriction and you are specific in the request.

I will not write anything besides oneshots. Do not ask for headcannons, imagines, etc.

I will write for female, male, and non-binary readers. But you must be specific in what you want when you request.

Respond to this post or message me your request

FANDOMS

Avatar the Last Airbender

Demon Slayer

Divergent

Fablehaven/Dragonwatch

Genshin Impact

Harry Potter (Including Hogwarts Legacy and Hogwarts Mystery)

Jujutsu Kaisen

Lego Monkie Kid

Lord of the Rings

My Hero Academia

One Piece

Pokémon

Psych

Splatoon

Tales of Arcadia

The Dragon Prince

The Hobbit

The Legend of Korra

Total Drama

more may be added later..

[simp999]

A New Home Ch. 39

Various! Splatoon Manga x Skilled! Isekai'd! Reader

Wc: 1k

Back to the Start! Previous Next

He comforted Prince, petting his tentacles once again. You're not too surprised to see that Prince is big on physical affection.

Eventually, the three of you went back to sleep, after a small cup of tea and some chatting. Emperor would gloat about past battles, but it wasn't in the way you'd expect. He'd often speak highly of his teammates, appearing proud of them more than simply 'Oh we're better than everyone haha'. He seemed genuine, as if they were his family. They probably were his family now. Emperor, the eldest, N-pacer, the older sister, Edging Jr., the middle brother, and Prince, the youngest.

The true family.

You weren't sure what to do with yourself the following day. You had a notably very nice breakfast- near feast- with team Monarch. They were all so kind to you: Offering you juice or whatever beverage you wanted, asking if the food was okay, making sure your plate was taken care of. ..Asking how your family was.

Right, Emperor was the only one that knew why you were homeless for the moment. The others just assumed Prince brought a friend home. That's... oddly sweet, actually. How they didn't even bother with asking for any kind of explanation, letting Prince be happy with his friend. You smiled softly as they chatted amongst themselves, leaving your chin in the palm of your hand due to being finished your food before the rest of them.

Before you left, not wanting to intrude any further, Prince claimed to have a small gift for you. It was originally for him, but it didn't fit him yet, but he wanted to give it a good use.

It was a fairly flat gold ring with a small crown symbol engraved on it. It was flat so that it wouldn't mess with the way whoever wore it held their weapon. The two brothers guided you to the gates, waving you goodbye. You then noticed something on Emperor's left hand- a matching gold ring. That's sweet, knowing that Prince and he were supposed to have matching rings. You almost felt bad accepting the gift afterwards, but Prince assured you it suited you much more and he could always get another one.

After you left, Emperor turned to his brother and thanked him, smiling.

"Thank you for the cover-up story, Prince."

Prince giggled and covered his mouth with his hand before whispering:

"Someone's got a cruuush~"

Emperor shot him a playful glare paired with a roll of his eyes.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

You decided you'd do some Salmon Run to fill your time.

You played on your phone, waiting for your teammates after putting on your slopsuit. You smiled as you scrolled through your gallery, going through memories you've captured with your family and the S4, as well as other teams like the blue team and Gloves' team.

Your first teammate arrived and you paid them no mind as they changed into their Salmon Run gear. Eventually you looked up at them to try to gauge how skilled they appeared, hoping you'd end up with a good teammate. Unlike in game, whoever walks in first goes to work, no matter if they're a go-getter or profreshional. What you weren't expecting was a pair of cyan eyes staring right back at you through the lenses of a gasmask.

"Ah..."

You sat frozen for a moment, as did Mask.

Well, no matter the circumstances, you were both here to work.

"So, um, are you here so you can buy a new game?"

He nods, continuing to get ready for his shift.

It was an awkward few minutes of silence, many questions on your mind. You couldn't help but choose one to ask. In a small voice, you mustered:

"Is the S4 doing okay?"

"...Whaaat do you meaaan?"

"I mean with... the whole idea that you're from a game."

"I thiiink it's kinda cool. They're doing okay."

He paused for a moment,

"This world is very real to us, riiiight? I don't seeee the issue. And I thiiiink they're beginniiiing to get over it tooooo."

You sigh in relief, and Mask looks at you with curiosity. Out of all the questions you could have asked, you asked if they were okay? Did you not care if they hated you? What they thought of you? Only if they were doing okay?

You're an interesting squid, he'll give you that.

Soon enough, two others rolled in - literally - to Grizz.co. Goggles and Gloves.

Goggles swiftly tacked you in a hug, still excited about your big win. You hugged him back and ruffled his tentacles, enjoying the simpleness of his actions. Things weren't so complicated with him. And they didn't have to be. After your interaction, Gloves dabs you up, and fistbumps you, also proud of your win against Emperor.

Mask watched from afar, curiosity in his gaze. You confused him. So much was happening in your life, yet you were still able to enjoy it? Shouldn't you hate life right now? Shouldn't you be working at Grizz.co to forget your worries?

The thing he was most confused about is how he couldn't hate you, despite you seemingly enjoying life. You made the best out of what you had and he didn't hate you for it. If anything, maybe he even lo- no, no. Surely not. That was too far.

But he didn't hate you, he knew that much.

Soon enough, you were sent off to Spawning Grounds with Mask, Goggles and Gloves by your side. You chatted in the helicopter with Goggles, talking about your recent battle and how your teams were doing.

Mask knew it must've hurt to talk about, yet you continued to force a smile, subtly encouraging Goggles to talk about his own team.

Mask analysed you carefully as you battled. You especially seemed to be good at reviving your teammates and protecting them. You really were good at caring for others. You were patient with Gloves and Goggles, teaching them how to take down the bosses.

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May.25.24

Next Part

[fish-writing-dump]

Pink Menace Aloha x Reader oneshot Word Count: 2.2k Author note: Extremely sorry this took forever, this is my first time doing a request so I was extremely clueless the whole time.

A 3 game winning streak was a great way to start the weekend. Your team was on their way to completing their 4th game at Arowana Mall. While your teammates stayed in the front, spraying ink across any paintable surface along the shops, you stayed in the back above a clothing display with a charged-up splatling, keeping an eye out for any of your allies who were possibly in danger. With this strategy, you landed yourself another successful win to add to your streak. Judd whistled, signifying the end of the match. Hearing this, both your team and the opposing one walked away from the shopping mall, now covered in bright puddles of ink in contrasting colours. “Good game. Are you guys up for another round?” The opposing team's captain shook their head, remaining slumped on a metal bench in the locker room.

“I think me and the others need a break.” His teammates nodded half-heartedly in agreement as they walked behind at a sluggish pace.

“Alright, see ya around then.” Your team returned to the lobby, waving back to your previous opponents as they departed the building. Feeling energetic, your team decided to stay; unfortunately, you had gone to the plaza during the early morning, meaning less people were in the lobby compared to midday. Unfortunately, this also meant those who had happened to be there weren’t interested in a turf war match or were not fully equipped yet to play.

At least that’s what you thought until you heard wild laughter erupt from a group you hadn’t seen until now. A group of pink inklings stood in an isolated corner of the lobby. The group appeared to be quite close, throwing friendly jokes and insults at each other. At the centre of the group stood an inkling leaning against the lobby wall, his arms crossed in a relaxed manner, like he owned the place.

From the bright pink hue of his tentacles to the confident look on his face, as well as his blue holiday themed shirt, you deduced that he was Aloha. You had never gotten the opportunity to see him face-to-face. From what you heard, he was a member of a group called the S4, a group made up of 4 S-rank teams that were said to be the strongest turf players in the area. Despite being the 2nd weakest in the team, his team was still quite strong; they were all famous for having impressive acrobatic abilities on the battlefield and a strong group chemistry. Your gaze drifted away from the group towards the ring of people around the team, staying their distance yet continuously glancing back to make comments, with a few making an occasional squeal (presumably fangirls).

“No way is that Team Pink from the S4?!” One of your teammates exclaimed in surprise.

“It looks like it, I didn’t know they came to the plaza this early in the morning.” Another remarked. You listened briefly to their comments as your head began to tune out the chatter between your teammates as you thought for a second. This may have been an S-rank team, but your team had been improving recently in their combat prowess; perhaps, seeing as no one else was motivated enough to play a game, you could take this as an opportunity to gain some experience.

One of your teammates noticed the look on your face; their eyebrows arched, but as realisation dawned on them, their eyes widened in surprise, and finally, their eyebrows furrowed. “I don’t think we’re ready for them yet." From that phrase, the others quickly caught on, making their own remarks.

“I second that thought.”

“Don’t be so negative; I think we might have a shot.”

“A shot at public humiliation?”

Just before the clamour could reach its crescendo, you cleared your throat, silencing everyone. “I understand everyone’s reluctance, but look at our progress these past few months.” There were a collection of nods in the group: “We’ve all ranked up from B to A; our ability to coordinate and communicate has increased significantly; plus, everyone’s been improving on their weaknesses.” Your teams gaze flitted back and forth between each other, pondering the points you made: “Besides, if we get our butts kicked by these guys, does it matter? We may not win, but we’ll get some experience outta this at least” you watched as your teammates stood slightly taller, the fear, and reluctance remaining but also hope and confidence.

With everyone in collective agreement, you approached Aloha and his team. With each step you took, inklings started to whisper as they noticed your advance. Some asked questions about your group; others wondered if you were planning on challenging the S4 member; but the most reoccurring comments were doubts in your team’s ability.

An inkling wearing a snorkel nudged Aloha gently, gesturing to your group. “Hey-” The rowdy group quieted down, their attention drawn to you and your team.

“You’re Aloha right, from the S4.”

“That’d be me; now who’s the pretty person asking?”

So the rumours of him being a flirt were definitely true. You introduce yourself and the rest of your team, getting straight to the point: “We want to play a turf war against your team.”

“Not sure I’m in the mood right now, it’s really early.” He slumped back dramatically as he did a fake yawn. "Besides, I haven’t heard of you guys before. Think you could hold your own?” 

You rolled your eyes, It was expected he would look down on you. “Big talk for a group of slackers.” His teammates just laughed at your remark, mumbling about how pointless a match would be, but Aloha stayed oddly silent with a look of amusement in his eyes. Behind the grin across his features, he was contemplating looking between your teammates, then back at you, until he finally piped up.

"Alright, I accept, but I choose the map.”

“Deal”

You made your way to Mahi Mahi Resort after a short bus trip and a lot of back-and-forth quips. Emerging from the resort lobby onto the white wooden flooring. The iconic, giant squid-shaped pool sat at the centre of the outdoor area, surrounded by faded yellow umbrellas and lounging chairs. Some quick set-up and your team spawned on one side of the map; a small blip could be heard on the other side, signalling your opponent’s entrance onto the field.

“3, 2, 1”

“GO!”

As the rest of your team dashed ahead, you stayed behind, inking the spawn. Being a back-liner was definitely a lot less eventful since you were away from the main action, but it never made you feel you were missing out or lacking in anyway. You weren’t the fastest on your team, but what you couldn’t do in agility, you made up for in offensive power. As the person with the longest range, it was your priority to keep an eye on your teammates and cover for their vacancies around the map so they could focus on taking care of Pink Team.

After the first minute, more than half the map had been covered in your team’s bright ink as they cautiously made their way closer to the opposing side. It had been suspiciously peaceful for a match against an S+ team. A creeping suspicion dawned on you as you advanced forward to the middle. Aloha and his teammate Diver walked around as if having a leisure stroll through a literal battlefield, not paying much care for the game around them. 

You grit your teeth, typical for the S-rank inkling to not care about a turf match. Seeing that he didn’t care, it wouldn’t hurt to play around. The barrel of your splatling spun slowly until it reached halfway to a full cycle, releasing a barrage right between the two inklings and successfully catching their attention. The duo dodged quickly acknowledging your presence now (or no longer ignoring, you weren’t quite sure). You raised a hand and waved a faux apology. "Sorry, was I interrupting you two? It looked like a real important conversation was happening.”

“My bad cutie, won’t keep you waiting anymore then." This little- 

You quickly reloaded, unleashing a second barrage along the S4 member’s path in an attempt to remove one problem from the scene. "Dang, nice form you got there,” he commented, dodging the shots annoyingly well.

“Didn’t realise you were a splatling user." You sarcastically commented. This again?

“I’m not, but it does compliment your body." A flush rose to your cheeks; admittedly, you should have seen that one coming. Admist the word exchange, you lost your footing. Two shots of pink ink hit your gut instantly, like a swift punch, as you burst into a puddle. Every time you respawned, you swear you could feel the recoil of the shots aching under your skin. After a short moment of grumbling, keeled over in the safety of your spawn, you made a dash for a nearby vantage point to see what was happening around the map.

During your absence, the pink team’s splattershot user had made a snipe position on one of the elevated platforms, keeping your teammates on their toes and splatting them more regularly than you preferred. She hadn’t seemed to notice you had respawned yet, luckily.

You took this as an opportunity to attempt a pushback. Quietly stepping away from your secluded spot and charging up a short barrage, just as you took aim, the sound of a certain pink squid taking a shot broke your concentration. His gun pointed towards you, hitting your arm, making the grip on your splatling loosen. For a brief moment, you glanced down at the inkling, and just as he aimed for a second shot, hastily you withdrew from the conflict towards the safety of your base. Quickly retreating into the ink using swim form you circled around to lower ground to catch your opponents off guard from the ground.

This back-and-forth banter went on for a while. You would try to splat him from a distance, he would say some sort of compliment about your looks or skills, and you would remark about his ability. This went on for quite a while until the 30 second mark hit, the current music changing into a variation of now and never not that you noticed much with your heart beat pounding in your ears.

The realisation came to you in that moment while you were trying to deal with the annoying leader of your opponents. Your team has been pushed back quite a bit.

One of your mid-range users was having difficulty against a light-footed roller main. With the careless inkling’s back turned to you, tightening the grip on your splatling, with a few barrel rotations, you built up a short barrage, incapacitating her enough for your teammate to deal the final blow. Your luck started to turn around from that point on as you dealt with your wild opponents one by one.

Two shots landed on you and the neighbouring ground, and you retaliated with a swift stream along the path of the party animal who ambushed you. 

The two of you danced around each other, attempting to splat each other before the match ended.

He jumped suddenly, going high above your head. With a full charge, you heard a few pops, signalling that you had hit him a few times. As he landed, you quickly charged your gun again, aiming for his head. As he landed, the inkling brought his gun up towards you, ready to pull the trigger when:

“GAME!!!”

Judd blew a whistle, signalling the end of the match. Cheers erupted from the crowd watching along the pool’s edge, mostly towards Aloha and his team, but some individuals congratulated your team. “Not bad, not bad at all.” Aloha stood up in a more relaxed position as he walked towards the rest of his team. You weren’t sure, but for a moment, it looked like he was surprised that you hit him.

You exited the stage with your team, satisfied to have put up a good fight, at least. Your team made their way out of the lobby to the plaza, and as your team went ahead to the plaza, you got stopped by Aloha.

“Good game; I’ll admit you exceeded my expectations.” He stretched out a palm, staring straight at you with a smirk. Returning the gesture, you stretched your palm out to meet his hand with a strong shake.

“Good game, but I’ll beat you next time, for sure!” You confidently declared. For a brief moment, you could see the corners of his eyes crinkle in amusement.

"Well, I’ll look forward to seeing you then.” As he walked away, you felt a piece of paper in your hand. Now resting on your palm was a pastel pink note with a phone number written in hot pink. You looked up to meet his gaze, and as your eyes landed on the pink inkling, you could see he was staring right back at you while making a phone gesture with his hand that likely meant "Call me."

For the second time that day, you found your cheeks flushed.

Bonus:

You put the phone number into your contacts app, and after typing in the number, setting the name as Aloha felt a bit boring, so you opted for “Pink menace”.

[silly-in-my-room]

INTRO POST WEEEEEEEEE :DDDD

Hello! My name’s Malewife/Mw, whichever you prefer, and my old blog is @mitta-likes-moths for those who might recognize me

Keep in mind, I’m 16, putting this here for everyone’s comfort <3

Although I may not post as often as I like, I do create and engage with darker content sometimes, such as yandere content or other things, so if that sort of thing makes you uncomfortable be sure to keep that in mind when perusing my blog, I don’t want anyone getting uncomfortable, unsettled or possibly worse due to lack of warning or tagging on my end

I write sometimes, so my requests are open!!

My general rules writing wise is:

No smut, although it can be suggestive depending on the character/version of said character and the scenario

I only write x reader stuff, no character x character or oc x canon,

Get as specific as you want! Having more to work with is always good to have, and I always get scared I’m too rambly in sidings inbox, so I feel the need to clarify lol

If I don’t want to do a request, that is that, I have my own boundaries and things I’m willing to do, please do not be an asshole about it, you will be blocked

I absolutely do yandere content! I’m pretty involved in reading and writing the stuff, and even drawing it a few times, so I’m very open to writing or discussing it!

Clarify whether it’s platonic or romantic or the secret third option, if left unclear, I will assume based on the character, usually that assumption will be romantic

Fandoms I will write for:

Splatoon/Coroika, Yugioh (Arc V and GX), Fairly Oddparents A New Wish, and Project Sekai

Masterlist

More may be added in the future!

[sharkboywrites]

Oliver's Writing Blog

Requests are: Closed

Hello, my name is Oliver. I am a trans, gay, and autistic man. I write for male and gn readers and all of my content aims to be inclusive for any reader no matter their skin color or body type.

Other accounts -

Art: @sharkboyoli

Mlm posting: @mlmshark

Rules and General Information

This is a male and gn blog and I only write mlm or nblm fics, I do not write for fem readers or x fem characters please respect that

I do not do smut or nsfw I am a minor (17 atm) and it makes me uncomfortable

I have autism so most fics will most likely be catered to autistic readers

I do take requests, but please check the status (top of post) but do try to keep in mind that I do sometimes get very busy and may not be able to write

My current DNI is: homophobes, racists, transphobes, ableists, pro/comshippers, mlm fetishizers, nsfw accounts, radfems, and radqueers

FANDOMS I WRITE FOR

Twisted wonderland

Pokémon

Sally Face

Re:Zero

Genshin Impact

Horror Media (general)

Splatoon + Coroika comics

Stardew Valley

Baulder’s Gate 3

Oc/Fantasy

Ty For Reading, Have a Nice Day

[mitta-likes-moths]

Coroika characters making you get some sleep for once (totally not projecting onto reader a teensy hehe)

Bobble Hat edition!!!!

-I can see her as someone who actually gets a healthy sleep schedule but also likes staying up late every now and then and taking naps  

-At first Bobble wouldn’t really make you get sleep, she’d actually stay up a while with you! 

-She gets just little bit worried when she notices your eye bags and how often you yawn, then again, all of blue team noticed (They have ALL recommended you get more sleep. And uh. That hasn’t exactly worked.)

-She’s not too worried and let’s you go about your business doing what ever your doing at the moment and will probably bring you some snacks with a bottle of ice water

-But when she does notice how often you nod off and how sleepy you are in general, she decides it’s time to take action 

-When your doing your thing and are pretty sleepy and are at a point where you can stop(but won’t, like a stubborn fool), that’s when she strikes 

-She’ll quietly say that it’s time to go to sleep, and if you insist on staying up more, she’ll pick you up and carry you to the bed and cuddle you to sleep!

-Bobble is the big spoon, as to make sure you do not get up or grab your phone to stay up a little more, you need sleep dammit!

-To be perfectly honest? Some of the BEST sleep you’ve gotten in a while

Uhhhhh these are my first finished x reader headcanons hope you guys like it! (・ω・)ノ✨

[memcakezz]

Hello! I have decided to open my writing requests!

Before we begin, I'd like to set some rules/boundaries, I would hate it if someone overstepped them.

If you would like to see my masterlist; click here

Rules are below the cut!

Writing Rules - I will NOT write NSFW/Suggestive Content of minors. - I can do x Readers and Canon x Canon - Reader will be Gender Neutral (They/Them) unless stated otherwise - I will write F/F, M/M, and F/M

I am uncomfortable with writing NSFW for the Agents. However, I will write SLIGHTLY suggestive content if the requester so wishes. (This does not apply to Neo Agent 3, as they are a minor in Splatoon 3 unlike the other agents. I will refuse any NSFW request of Neo 3)

Lastly - I have the right to refuse any request I am uncomfortable of doing. I am not obligated to accept every request I see.

I will write/upload when I want, which can lead to some requests being delayed. Please have patience, for I have a life outside of Tumblr and I cannot get to every request.

I will try to do your request as soon as I can!

Characters I will write for

Splatoon All Agents, Callie, Marie, Pearl, Marina, Shiver, Frye (i will write for big man if someone requests him lmao)

Coroika Aloha, Army, Mask, Skull, Rider, Emperor, Hachi (more will be added soon)

Thanks for reading! Stay fresh!

[splatoon-headcanonz]

HELLO FRESHLINGS!!!

My name is Larry and I use any pronouns.

You can request headcanons and oneshots about your favorite splatoon character from me!!

��Rules and masterlist below

Requests: Closed, moved to main account

Will write:

Platonic or Romantic

Polyamory

Character x Reader

Character x Character

Any sort of lore related headcanons

Any splatoon characters!

Including main game, manga and splatband characters

(Feel free to correct me if I write anyone OOC or for any other mistakes)

Will NOT write:

NSFW

Pedophilia

Incest

Toxic relationships

Masterlist

General Diss-Pair Headcanons

Callie, Harmony and Annie with oblivious Reader

Deep Cut taking care of a sic reader

AnemoneNo1 x Reader

Pearl, Marina and Reader celebrating valentines

[bleakqblake]

For the readers of Russian Roulette; please open this link and answer the question listed

[milkcookiekin]

did anybody watch star darlings as a kid? the art style was so pretty and the designs both in 2d and 3d were gorgeous :D

[nocturnalpl4gue]

WELCOME!!

i decided to make this account to write about small/dead fandoms that lack fanfic content, SPECIALLY x reader.

Basically i decided to take matters into my own hands.

I will mostly write about said small fandoms i enjoy, but bigger ones are open for requests too!! just as long as i know about them a bit so i know what i’m doing ^_^’

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{{masterlist will go here along other info}}

[simp999]

A New Home Ch. 27

Various! Splatoon Manga x Skilled! Isekai'd! Reader

Wc: 1.1k

A/N: Sorry for taking so long chat I had to walk my fish

A/N 2: (Checks watch) uh. Damn sorry ya'll. Don't expect too much out of me but I think my life should be a lil less hectic perchance. We'll see ww

Back to the Start! Previous Next

One by one, over the course of a few hours, you each put the blindfold on and attempted to hit your teammates. The difficulty increased as you went on, from standing still to slowly moving, to running. By the end of the training session, you had multiple teammates whizzing past each other in different directions getting splatted.

As the four of you sat near or against the wall to catch your breath, you congratulated them on their improvement.

"I can't really put into words how impressed I am, nor will I admit I'm a poet at all. But I will say this; what you guys showed me today was something I never thought was possible when I got here," You spot Leo's smile grow wider, glad to be getting praised for his efforts, then you lazily point at him, "Hey, that doesn't mean that you can slack off now, you dork. Don't forget that there's going to be loud music, bombs, people cheering, ink being thrown around, not to mention communication between teammates that'll make this 100x harder."

You take another glance at each of your teammates. - No. - Your family members.

"...But I can promise that this will be worth it. Every time we train, great progress is shown."

...You sure are good with compliment sandwiches, huh?

You can't promise that you'll win against team Emperor, but you're sure that every minute you spend training will prove helpful on the battlefield.

You're all exhausted from training and just on time. The next big match is going to begin in roughly a half hour. The battle between Team Monarch and Team Yellow-Green. The manga had skipped how much time was spent between important matches on the smaller, less important matches. You allow your family to relax however they so desire while you wait for the match to begin. Leo playing games on his phone, Milo stretching, and Tasha cleaning her weapon.

Soon, it's time to make your way over to Sturgeon Shipyard, biting your inner cheek as you realize how packed the seats are. What you weren't expecting, though, was for a path to seemingly be made as you walked through. You tried to avoid the many pairs of eyes on you. It almost felt like back when you first got here and rose the ranks, but the gazes were much more uncomfortable back then. The whispers paired with them used to be much more curious and sometimes rude. You almost cringed remembering those salty players you had to drown out with your headphones what feels like forever ago. But now; you take a quick look around you, - they almost seem to be staring in awe.

You glance back at your team. You wouldn't say you're standing tall, maybe a more introverted kind of confidence if that makes sense. You're still not a fan of being the center of attention. But looking back at your team- your family- a lot sure has changed.

Once you begin to settle down in your seats, doing your best to take up the least amount of room possible, you catch the way the sea of cehalopods appear to disperse yet again. This time much more obviously. From your position, it isn't too difficult to see who it was, easily spotting purple tentacles above the crowd as the tallest of the group makes his way closer.

Aloha's quick to tug you into a hug before you can sit down, dabbing Leo up before taking a seat behind you. You don't remember them being here to watch this match last time, which is odd to you. Skull's got a lollipop in hand, sitting behind Milo after being instructed by Army to do so. He does so without questioning, as airheaded as ever- but Army has a reason, given the heights of the two inklings. Army takes a seat behind Leo, and Mask - you.

You would have jumped if you hadn't noticed Aloha slowly get closer to you ear, attempting to surprise you.

"Sooo~, how's the training goin'?"

You're about to answer, but the immediate terrified look Leo shoots his way almost makes you snicker.

"Hey, it's not that bad. C'mon now."

Leo once again turns towards Aloha and dramatically grabs his hand with both of his,

"Save us, dude!"

You let out a chuckle at the scene.

"Leo, chill."

His hands shoot up in the air, and his voice cracks as he tries to make his point.

"You blindfolded us!"

"Which isn't that bad!"

He faces Aloha again,

"You have no idea how much pain I'm in."

You gently nudge his side as another chuckle escapes you, shaking your head.

Leo dramatically points to where you gently nudged him,

"See?! Abuse!!!"

Aloha's forced into a fit of giggles as he watched the scene play out before him.

"Oh, can it, dork."

"I think I deserve some sort of reciprocation!"

You sigh and roll your eyes. You rest your chin in your palm. This was most definitely his plan all along.

Aloha leans down once again, this time whispering to Leo. Obviously, you could still hear him;

"Don't worry bro, I'll set something up for you."

You've got no idea what that means, but they dab eachother up again. Whatever makes Leo happy, you suppose.

The match is about to begin, and you hear Goggles blabbing away to his team a few feet in front of you. You ignore it as you pull out a pencil, along with your old manual. You're nearing the end of the pages, and it has clearly done its time by now. But this match is crucial to be taking notes of since you'll get to see a new emotion in Emperor- frustration. As long as it goes as planned, of course. You analyze the stage, zeroing in on the exact spot that Emperor will step foot in yellow-green ink.

Once it begins, a smile filled with pride makes its way across your face. Rider obviously had many, many plans for this battle. It was almost comforting seeing the wide grin he wore all along the match, even when he did lose. He was having fun. It seems you're not the only one who's changed lots since the beginning of the manga. He was so organized right out of the gate, and only once did he falter, and only a little at that. Which lead you to assume his only goal the whole time wasn't to win, because he knew he couldn't- his end goal was to only force Emperor to feel the frustration of stepping in his ink.

Maybe, just maybe, you think: Rider truly did stand a chance at winning against Emperor if he so chose to have that as his end goal. How does that saying go? Shoot for the moon, land among the stars?

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Next part

Feb.1.24 

[fish-writing-dump]

Yoo could you do a army x reader?.

Sunny side up

Army x Reader

Word Count: 0.6k

Author Notes: Sorry it's a bit short I'll make sure to write longer in your other request 🙏

You heard a light sizzle and pop just past the door of your bedroom. The noise gently waking you from your peaceful slumber. You slowly sat up, rubbing your eyes as your vision grew clearer, defining the shapes of your belongings and furniture that decorated your bedroom. After a few minutes of idle scrolling on your phone you begrudgingly left the comfort of your bed.

Swaddled in your blanket you slinked out of your room into the living room. The scent of toast wafted in the air leading you to the kitchen where your beloved boyfriend stood, making something at the stove.

His bright orange tentacles hang loosely around his shoulders. His usual green parka and beret hang on the coat hanger by the front door on the opposite side of the apartment. You take small, patient steps, slowly getting closer to him. Suddenly pouncing onto him from behind (obviously watching out for the hot frying pan).

“Morning!”, you heard a soft chuckle as he turns his head slightly, pressing a gentle kiss onto your cheek.

“Morning, you know I could hear you right.” His voice was much more mellow, compared to the usual proud and authoritative tone he used. It was nice knowing he felt comfortable around you. When the two of you first met he always seemed a tad bit uptight and stiff, but over time he started to 

Pouting slightly you joke, “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

He chuckles at your antics, letting you rest your head on his shoulder as he carefully removes an egg from the frying pan and cracked open another onto the hot surface. You decided to let him cook properly, stepping back to watch him from behind. Leaning against the counter, you noticed more egg shells beside the stove. “Did you buy more eggs?”

“Yeah.”

“Are you going into another food phase?” Apparently before you met Army, he went through this whole ‘getting humbled by a group of idiots’ arc, which led to his addiction to cooking curry. Which was great and all for his development as a person but the taste of the dish got old pretty quickly a few months into your relationship. You mentally prayed this also wouldn’t turn into something again…

“Eggs are a staple in most households darling, how can it be a phase?”

You remarked, “Well we both know how you get sometimes.” Earning yourself a fond eye roll as he set some eggs down onto a plate.

“You know eggs are a good source of protein, they may not have a large amount of protein but they lack waste like carbs that most foods have and…” You listened to him ramble on about the benefits as you grabbed some other toppings from the fridge to eat for breakfast.

The both of you set the dining table together, placing down plates and cutlery, finally taking a seat down to enjoy your morning together. Usually on free days like that day he’d be out already, either on his way to school or training with his team. You decide to break up the monotonous sound of cutlery with some small talk by asking Army, “You got any plans for today?”

His brows furrowed slightly as he pauses, “Nothing comes to mind at the moment.” A grin spreads across your lips.

Without hesitation you ask, “Can we go somewhere, it’s been a while since we’ve spent time together.” Army smiles at the thought.

“That sounds good, do you have a place in mind?”

You discussed plans for the rest of the day and got ready to go out.

[thelittlepingu]

⋞ The courage and a detail. }] く⁠コ⁠:⁠彡

Splatoon Manga/Coroika x Isekai? Reader

⋞ In the look of it you are.. struggling

19-Jan-2024 <-!!

[{ wooo never thought it's going to be like this!, but what is going to happen? Who knows, then let us seek what we are thriving.. our journey }]

The Nevermore has Spoken: why is it not enough? That a glimpse of light burns down the memory like Ash, and it's not enough.

[{Reader will be called [{Redacted}]/Familiar in this and Will be using They/Them pronounce just for Everyone to enjoy in every Page,this will keep going in the future page}]

<<Chapter 2 [{you here}] <- [{previous chapter}] Chapter 2.5 ->

Training time was over.. and it's about the right time.. The Blue team is probably already meeting the orange team.. probably.. you can't be sure but you can guess this is already chapter 2..

First thing first, Blue team lost to another inkling team, Goggles of course getting beat up by Rider Dynamo and him scolding? Goggles about how he lost to another inkling team but he beat Rider in the first round.. and bla bla bla it goes on, I'm not explaining that.. you already know the story. (You are talking to yourself)

Then the blue team faced again with the S4 which is ^The Army team^, though they didn't think they were going to face the S4 again.. and the list goes on, you wonder if you are late for the Show, you just can't wait to watch the Turf war up close..

. . .

In about a few hours you finally made it, the place is big.. and you are right on time it's not even started yet but there's a bunch of inkling, but hey you right on time you said!! wooh!! Good job yourself!, you then try to look for places to sit...

' Seems That is a good place, a place that is quite quiet, you are able to hear what is going on clearly there. '

Without a word or so you claim That seat.. in about a minute the game is about to start.. you are trying to watch but of course this is like a stadium, a lot of fans is Excited.. you don't blame them it's of course the S4, S4 is famous so yeah.. you are like S4 but not in obsessed type...

You know that they have their boundaries and you have yours too so even if you are well.. fan of them you just don't want to nag them and make them feel unsafe or discomfort

. . .

Ah seems the show is starting..

. . .

" We Are The Army. "

Even in the distance you can still know what he will be saying... Thank god you already read Coroika..

" These Guys have The worst luck... "

. . .

That damn line.. ah.. it seems Rider is sitting Beside you.. oh unfortunate, you wanted to say hi so bad.. but unfortunately too bad you can't, you wanted this line of story to go well you don't want to ruin it with your urge of desperation wanting to having chit and chat with him

' hah.. '

You can only sigh.. but then again the show is already starting, you hear the voice in the speaker.. it's Callie and Marie..

" Alright Let's Get The show on the road! "

" In turf war, who ink more than the opposite team using their Weapon will win! " " We shall be commentating! "

" On This Stage The team who reaches the upper ground first will be at an advantage! "

" The Stage is also a housing complex so there are jellyfish living hire! "

" Ready... GO! "

As it's seen.. the blue team inkling their base first... their practice is good but they are not that good.. it's not good enough in your opinion, they will eventually get splat with orange team weapons.. for now no matter what they do is useless... They have no chance of escape..

Ah... It does Look cool up close, in the Manga and here it's a lot different than you thought.. you shouldn't judge their Game too soon.. Their move.. tactics.. and all of them.. it just seems a little different than the book just the difference is you seeing this in your own eyes...

' huh.. as Cloak says, Orange team depends on their actions on Their Manual which is a lot.. so no matter what you do you are going to be dead meat, but.. if you maybe use something that inkling never uses in battle such as unpredictable move you have a chance to wipe their team.. it's their weakness... One and only. '

" it's not good enough. "

You hear what Rider is saying.. it's really true their straight is not good enough their tactics are not good enough, move and all of their doing..

Fail..

Fail... again..

But Unless if Goggles already goes into the apartment of where the jelly fish living and...

. . .

Ah.. you guessed it too soon..

Seems he is already there.. in the look of it Army is starting to sweat.. they are panicking, trying to look in the manual.. it's useless. There's no thing as Eating curry in the Game..

you stand up taking your leave.. you already know what happened and you don't need to know it..

. . .

It seems that Rider takes notice of you leaving..

. . .

Walking in the Inkpolist.. wasn't the best than you thought.. you are bored too bored.. but to be honest do you ever go turf war.. no you don't, now you have that in mind you wanted to try it

. . .

' The game took place of 4 vs 4 players, each team goal is the same.. whoever ink more win, use your weapon to ink and fight.. '

Hah.. you going to have fun

Standing beside a random player, you are the most excited one.. who wants to try this Turf war more than most of them...

About 5 rounds of playing.. you are exhausted.. but your spirit is on fire.. you wanted to play again but you feet are giving off not wanting to do it because it's too exhausted, your rando Team Compliment you on the game.. of how much you are so strong and fast or having those sick move

You feel like you are going to burst out because The amount of the compliment they gave you, you surely miss this even if it's not a game but in manga but it does still the same as the game.

. . .

It's getting late than you thought.. you should take a sleep...but Wait where are you sleeping, you don't have anywhere to sleep.. a house would be nice.. yeah nice... you just have to find a who Rent House around hire..

Eventually you find one that doesn't charge you too much of cash.. but still it's nice it already has furniture.. but your eyes just seek for bed..

And it's late you should go to sleep and probably sees the Game again tomorrow.. this day The Team Army Loose to the Blue team.. Army a inkling who pride himself huh...

. . .

Wait.

Is he an inkling or an Octoling?? You seem to see his ear round a bit.. he could be an Octoling.. Ah whatever you needed your sleep.

. . .

he is one...

[{ To Be Continued }] く⁠コ⁠:⁠彡

<<Chapter 2 [{you here}] <- [{previous chapter}] Chapter 2.5 ->

[solkteaa]

Hii I'm looking for request again, I had a few but they got lost in my inbox (sorry!!!) School is almost over meaning I'll soon have time to write, so that means I need to get my request list going. I might put up a book on wattpad or ao3, ill let you guys know if I do!!

I'm mainly looking for head cannons or prompts. If i jst don't find it interesting there's a good chance I'll ignore it unfortunately.

Characters and rules r pinned on my page!