Female Splatoon characters X Male Reader

💔Frye X Male Depressed Reader

(Y/N) finds himself at a funeral. Many people were there, but their faces are obscured, making it hard to know who they are. He was sitting by his family, each one having an emotion, that he won't see ever again. (Y/N) quietly got up and went to the bathroom. Turning on the sink, he can hear his mom's voice, but it was faint and hard to hear. Turning off the water, but it kept going. Suddenly, the water turned into blood. As he backed away from the blood filled sink, the music that'll would be playing for the funeral, has stopped. (Y/N) tried to open the bathroom door, but it was locked and the bloody sink started to slowly flood the bathroom. Banging, yelling, and even kicking the door for anyone to hear him. But no one cared. The blood was up to his waist and a figure starts rising from the blood. It was (Y/N)'s mom, she looks clean, despite coming from the blood. She looked beautiful. She was smiling. As if her death never happened. The blood was still rising, now at chest level. (Y/N)'s mom spoke and reached out her hand to him. Scared and with no other choice, he reached out and grabbed her hand. Suddenly, a bunch of hands rose from the blood and took hold of (Y/N). He tried to struggle, scream, beg, but nothing happened. As he's being dunked into the blood, his mom's features started to rot and looked like a zombie. (Y/N) is now under the pool of blood, he is forced to open his mouth and drown in it. Two headlights appeared in the blood and quickly crashed onto (Y/N). Then, he woke up. He has sweat dropping from his face and onto the bed sheets. A moment passes before he starts crying.

(Y/N): When will this nightmare end?

Grim: YOU KNOW HOW IT ENDS.

(Y/N): No.... No... I'm just not ready.

Grim: WHEN WILL YOU BE READY? BY THE TIME YOU'RE READY, YOU'LL BE SUFFERING AND WISH FOR IT TO END.

(Y/N) got out of bed and wiped away his tears. He checked for his phone, but realizes it's missing. Fearing for the worst, he put his clothes back on and left the room. He went to the guest room and grabbed his backpack. The rain stopped last night and it is sunny right now in the morning. Not wanting to have an awkward conversation with the household, he opened the window and climbed out. Not realizing he's upstairs, (Y/N) fell down and landed in a dumpster.

(Y/N): How.... Ironic.... Ow.

It took him a minute for him to get out and started walking home. Without his phone, he cannot call a ride, so it's going to be a long walk. That is when Rebellious appeared.

Rebellious: Hey dude, sorry I couldn't help ya. Busy being cool, and being locked up.

(Y/N): Locked up?

Rebellious: Yeah... Your "friends" like to keep me and Hope away from you. They even go as far as to lock us up in your mind.

(Y/N): I mean... You are technically, in my mind right now.

Rebellious: Fair point. Y'know going back home is not a good idea.

(Y/N): .....

Rebellious: I'm just saying, maybe you can you run away. Get away from the people who hurt ya. I betcha you're better off without those assholes.

(Y/N): But where?

Rebellious: I... I don't know. Uh oh... I'm being lured in again. Just don't listen to them! The bad people I mean!

He disappears and (Y/N) was worried, but it's nothing he can't do. Nearly an hour later of walking, (Y/N) arrived at his house. Opening the door, he sees his dad, brother, and Grandpa are sitting in the living room. He goes inside and closes the door.

(D/N): Come sit down.

(Y/N) hesitantly goes and sat down on the couch across from them.

Grandpa Colin: Where were you?! I was hungry and I had to make my own food. Old people aren't supposed to make their own food, that's why they have grandkids to do it for them!