Multifandom Oneshots

Skull [Coroika]✓

title: Cherry Milkshakes

Skull x Reader
Coroika/ Splatoon Manga

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As a Tenta-Brella main, (Y/N)'s actions spoke louder than her words.
She found that modesty was the best policy when it came to defence weapons. It never paid to gloat, just splat them and their team until they accept your dominance. Otherwise, you're no better than squid-baggers. The bastards.

She was renowned across the square for being legendary -- possibly the best -- with the Tenta-Brella. But she didn't care for the attention. All she really wanted to do was play turf war.

So that's why she was outside the lobby, waiting for a random team to be sorted into. She did already have a team but sometimes (Y/N) liked seeing how other people played with their weapons, for strategic purposes.

When he walked into the lobby, (Y/N)'s eyebrows shot up. They might have fallen clean off of her face of they'd gone any higher.

'Maybe that's what happened to his.'

The other cephalopods were less subtle with their shock, one slipping and falling off the bench.

Suffice to say she was surprised that Skull -- a renowned member of the S4 -- was going to play turf war with strangers. She was much more surprised when he leaned his E-Liter against the wall and sat on the bench next to her.

An awkward silence blanketed the room as they waited to get super-jumped to their teams' spawn.

(Y/N) felt the familiar rush as she turned into a squid and was rocketed into the air. Shifting back into her humanoid form, the beginning music filled her ears and her mind cleared in readiness for the battle ahead. The stage was Humpback Pumptrack; luckily one of the best maps for her weapon of choice. Its long, relatively obstacle free passageways were a dream to use. Looking around at her purple teammates, she was pleased to note that Skull was amongst them. A skilled player is always welcome.

As the countdown began, (Y/N) readied her 'Brella. She took off and her team began inking their side of the turf speedily.

The battle really began when the colours clashed in the centre. Skull was perched on an edge overlooking the middle and had already taken two members of the opposing team out.

Despite his achievements, Skull felt unfocused. That morning he had gotten himself in a fight with Aviator and could not focus one bit. Whenever his mind wandered, he got angrier and angrier about the words said earlier that day. He had hoped that turf war would help take his mind off of things, but so far that was not working.

After two minutes of battle, the opposing team had taken the middle and was starting to come up the sides. (Y/N) had been hard at work taking back the sides when she saw an inkling sneaking up behind Skull, who was focused on the middle turf. She quickly swam over to intercept. Right as the inkling raise their dualies, (Y/N) dived, shielded her teammate with the 'brella, and splatted the squid.

Skull looked at her, shocked, and muttered thanks. He was glad he was wearing the mask, otherwise she would have seen the embarrassed blush spreading over his cheeks.

'Stupid STUPID,' He scolded himself mentally, 'now you can't win an argument OR catch someone sneaking up on you!'

"It's fine, we're a team, aren't we?"

That was all she said before turning back to the turf.

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When the battle finished, (Y/N) was about to step outside when Skull stopped her.

"Hey, thanks for the save back there." He said in a low voice after looking over his shoulder.

"Like I said, it's fine. I'm glad I was there to help. But in all honesty, I was surprised that you didn't see them coming up behind you." She replied. They walked out of the lobby and into the bright sunlight of the square.

"I'm not all that focused at the moment." He mumbled, fists curling slightly and she regretted mentioning it.

"Hey, uh, I was about to go get a drink, did you want to come with?" (Y/N) asked when they were in the middle of the square. Skull shoved his hands in his pockets and shrugged his shoulders.

"I've got nothing else to do."

Then they picked up their weapons and walked away in the direction of the coffee shop. (Y/N) was silently marvelling at his muscles through the corner of her eye as he carried his E-Liter. Though she wasn't the type to ogle, it would be a shame to deny herself the simple pleasure of admiring fine physique. Skull caught her eye and she looked away with a blush on her cheeks. The bandana hid the smirk but his eyes looked amused.

Once inside the coffee shop, (Y/N) ordered a (F/D) and Skull ordered a chocolate milkshake with extra cream and extra cherries. The waitress looked puzzled -- "yes, as many cherries you can put on it." -- and (Y/N) giggled at the scenario. Who would've thought Skull, probably one of the most threatening squids in the square, would have a sweet tooth.

"I didn't know you had a sweet tooth," She said jokingly, nudging his arm lightly. Skull rolled his eyes.

"Well, now you do." He said and she followed him to empty window booth and was surprised when he pulled the chair out for her.

The two spent the rest of the afternoon talking first of battle strategies and weapons, then about themselves. The drinks had come and gone, Skull's going way quicker than (Y/N)'s. He had even, to her private delight, given (Y/N) one of his many cherries.

"And that's the unconventional way that I learned that we do not, in fact, have bones." (Y/N) finished, leaning back in her chair.

"Really? What a riot." Skull chuckled. Before either of them could say anything else, his phone began to ring.

"Hello?" ... "Dang it, yes I did say that didn't I," Skull said after a pause. He pinched the bridge of his nose, frowning, "I'll be there in a sec."

"I gotta go," Skull turned to (Y/N) after hanging up, "It's been cool hanging out with you. We should do it again sometime."

"I'm down. I guess I'll see you later then." She said as he stood up,

"I guess so. Later."

Then with that, he walked out of the café with his E-Liter in one hand and phone in the other.

Once he was gone, (Y/N) blew out her cheeks and tried to ignore the rapid beating in her chest.