Splatoon Manga x Reader One-Shots! [Re-post]

Goggles x Depressed!Reader

You sighed, trudging out of the Deca Tower in a huff. Yet again you lost another rank battle, resulting in your already cracked C rank to go down to a C- again. You were starting to lose hope in your abilities to play in rank battles or turf wars. For nearly an entire month, you've been hit with nothing but failure after failure and it was starting to take a toll on you. Hell, even your teammates wanted nothing to do with you and that just made you sad. Maybe this isn't for me, I should look for something else. You told yourself. A weak smile edged its way on your face as your spirits slowly began to rise again. Yeah, don't be a downer now! You still have plenty of options to choose from! You smiled greater than you ever have before. Picking up the pace, you quickly ran over to Sheldon's shop. Upon entering, you notice a group of blue squids inside. They were all looking for a few weapons. You've never seen them before.

"Sheldon, I'd like to turn in my weapon please," You said, placing your splattershot on the desk.

Sheldon looked at you as if you were crazy, "Are you sure? You don't want to use it anymore?"

"No thanks, I think I'm gonna quit doing turf wars and stuff like that."

"Okay then, if you insist..."

He looked a little sad to see you wanted to quit. Sheldon was one of the only other people in this town that appreciated your efforts. You always came in, did your best in practice, then when you lost in a battle, you would come back and practice perfecting your mistakes. It pained you to see him upset but you just had to face the facts. You weren't good enough. Sheldon took your weapon and put it in the back area of the store. Then he asked for your license, which allowed you to play with the weapons. If you didn't have this you couldn't use them at all.

"You're handing back your license?" Someone asked.

You turned around to see the four strangers. They all seemed shocked that you were turning in your license. You gave a weak smile and nodded.

"Yeah, I'm handing it in," You replied, "Turf wars and ranked battles just aren't for me, you know?"

"But playing in turf wars is super fun!" One of the boys exclaimed.

"I know but, it's just not for me."

The other three nod in understanding but the four one, he didn't seem to understand why. You doubt anyone would truly understand really. You were about to hand over your license when someone snatched it from you.

"Goggles!" The four-eyed boy yelled, "You can't just take things from people!"

"Wait a minute, don't turn in your license yet!" The boy, known as Goggles, pleaded, "You could be really good, you just don't know it. So please give turf wars another try! Pleeeeease??"

Your face heated up and your cheeks flushed a bright (f.c). He was trying to encourage you to try your best, despite it having been a month since your losing streak. At first, you thought he was just delaying the inevitable and being ignorant. But another part of you did want to try again and see if you could turn the tables. You looked at Goggles again, looking straight into his piercing blue eyes, before sighing and grabbing your license from him.

"Okay, I'll try again," You smiled.

Goggles seemed to be happy with your choice and gave you a giant hug. You weren't used to hugging but he seemed to be comforting so you hugged back.

"Aw, they're so cute," The squid girl wearing the bobble hat complimented, "I wonder when the wedding bells are ringing."

Your face flushed a dark shade of (f.c) and you immediately pulled away from Goggles. This caused him to fall flat on his face.