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✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* Requested? Yes/No

⋆·˚ ༘ * Story? Smut/Yandere/Fluff/Angst/Short

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ Reader's Gender? Female/Male/Other/Neuteral

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ Reader's Species? Inkling/Octoling/Neuteral

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ Character?

That's the format I'll put at the start of each story.

Anyways:

'Ello! I'm Wowzyee, and this is my stupid Coroika fanfiction book. I'll do Canon x Canon and Canon x Reader. Smut is a big maybe. Requests are open, updates are slow, but they happen.

I'll try to accept all requests, EXCEPT for anything like incest, illegal kinks/fetishes, and pedophilia.

So, yeah. You can also ask about my headcanons, character alphabets (ex., Yandere, Headcanon), and other things!

Note that anything about Emperor is going to be really biased because I fucking hate him. Moving on from that, feel free to request! I'll write something eventually-

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✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* Requested? Yes/No

⋆·˚ ༘ * Story? Smut/Yandere/Fluff/Angst/Short

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ Characters? Rider x Goggles x Hachi

"Haai! Riri, wake up!"

Rider groggily blinked, pushing Goggles off of him. The smell of orange juice and burnt toast slowly filled the room as he stood up and stretched, pulling a plain red shirt over his tank top and tying his hair (???) up.

"C'mon, Hachi's making breakfast!"

"Yeah, I can tell. Also, don't .  .  . call me that."

Halfway through his senence, Goggles gently kissed Rider's forehead, standing on his tippy-toes to do so. He giggled and Rider sighed, kissing him back before walking into the living room and plopping down onto the couch as Goggles walked into the kitchen.

Hachi was flipping the bacon for the last time before he realized the toaster was on fire.

"AAH! CARP, NOT AGAIN!"

Goggles screamed and jumped into Hachi's arms, causing him to fall back. Rider sighed again and grabbed the fire extinguisher, pulling the pin and spraying the toaster. The white foam covered the now-soggy toast and burnt toaster. Hachi stood up and unplugged it as Goggles grabbed a slice of foamy toast and ate it.

"Mmm! Thif if pretty good!"

"Goggles, d-don't eat that."

Hachi winced and grabbed three plates as Rider threw the toaster away and poured the orange juice into the glasses Hachi had set out. Goggles finished eating the toast and poured himself a bowl of cereal, accompined by a ridiculous amount of milk.

"Milk-soaked cereal? With orange juice?"

Rider stared at Goggles before shaking his head and setting the glasses onto a group of coasters on the table of the living room. He turned the TV on, putting it on a cartoon as Hachi walked over with Goggles, who had already begun eating his cereal.

"Thif tafte great, Hachi!"

"Goggles, don't talk with your mouth full. And you haven't even tried it yet .  .  ."

Goggles swallowed his bite of cereal and chugged his glass of orange juice before grinning.

"Yeah, but your food always tastes good! It's because you make it with love! And, you only burn toast!"

"Unlike someone."

Rider cut in, glaring at Goggles. Goggles rolled his eyes playfully and turned the volume up on the cartoon.

"Jeez, you burn down the house ONE time while making sliced apples, and you never hear the end of it!"

"As always, I can't tell if you're very lucky or very stupid."

"I don't think we'll ever know how you managed to even burn the house down slicing apples."

Hachi sheepishly rubbed the back of his head, sitting down next to Rider and leaning against him while eating. Rider blushed slightly.

"No faaiiir! I wanna cuddle too!"

Goggles jumped into Hachi's lamp, planting gentle kisses onto his face before grabbing Rider's hips and pulling him closer.

"Yaay!"

"Tch. You should not be this strong."

"And you shouldn't be this cute!"

"Oh, shut up."

Rider kissed Goggles, then Hachi, who immedeately went red and covered his face with the pillow before leaning back onto him. As Goggles and Hachi laid on top of him, he began to feel sleepy. His eyelids slowly shut .  .  .

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✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* Requested? Yes/No

⋆·˚ ༘ * Story? Smut/Yandere/Fluff/Angst/Short

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ Characters? Aloha, Rider, Pink Team, Yellow-Green Team, Specs, Goggles (mentioned)

Specs unbuckled his seat belt, getting out of the car as Rider did the same.

”Wow, I finally got invited to a party! I wasn’t even invited to my own party as a kid!”

Specs smiled, chuckling bitterly.

”That’s .  .  . kind of messed up.”

Specs knocked on the door, wincing as it opened, the blaring music from inside reached their ears. Aloha smiled upon seeing them, a bottle of vodka in his right hand and a can of beer in the other.

”Heeey~♪! Just walk right in, Octoglasses said we can use her house while her parents are away! Aww, Riri is here too~!”

”Don’t call me that. Ever.”

”Jeez, someone’s a bit grumpy-wumpy~♪! Anyways, we have more alcohol in the cooler next to the pool. Yeah, I don’t recommend jumping into it.”

He winced at the thought before dragging Rider and Specs into the house, shutting the door behind them and tossing Rider the can of beer.

“Don't get too drunk~♪!”

Aloha teased, patting Rider on the back as he was pushed away.

“Tch. I’m not going to be getting drunk.”

Rider flicked the can open, taking a long sip as Diver walked in the house.

A short while later, a few more people arrived. It was starting to get louder, so Rider decided he would have another beer .  .  . or two .  .  . or seven.

Eventually, Rider could barely speak, let alone get up and walk towards the car.

”Not getting drunk, huh~♪?”

Aloha smugly grinned, leaning his head on his hand as he slid into the seat next to Rider, sipping the same bottle of vodka.

”Sh-shhuuut up.”

Rider attempted to shove Aloha before falling out of the chair and landing onto the floor. He groaned loudly and glared at Aloha.

”Pffft- I’ll go get Specs.”

Diver laughed as he ran upstairs, Straw following him. Specs urgently came scrambling down the stairs moments later, a cold water bottle in hand.

”Cheezus, you’re drunk! C’mon, I’ll drop you off.”

Specs (with Diver’s help, of course) lifted Rider up, carrying him out to the car as he pathetically- or rather, drunkenly -fought back.

”Noooo. I havee to- hic -hiiiit the sssssstupid pretty booy.

”Aw, thanks for the compliment, Riri~♪!”

Rider glared before going limp, still mumbling slurred curses as he was set in the car and strapped in. Specs thanked Diver for helping him and started the car, driving away.

”So, what’s your address, again?”

“I don’t knoooww. Heeey, youuu- hic -loook liiike myyy boyfriiiend.”

”Ah! Uh, who?” 

Specs glanced at Rider, making sure he was secure in his seat before continuing to drive.

”The cuuute- hic -one wiith the gogglessss .  .  .”

Specs slammed the gas for a moment, processing this information. Though, it wasn’t too wild of a statement, considering how fruity Goggles was.

”Oh. Well then, why don’t I take you to his house?”

”Nooo. He- hic -doessssn’t knoooow I likeee hiim.”

”Well then, why don’t you tell him?”

”I dooon’t wanna. I’m sssscared- hic -of huuurting hiim.”

”Well, I’ll tell him for you.”

”Sssssure.”

Rider passed out shortly after his conversation. Specs smiled and quietly pulled over, dialing a number.

”Hey Goggles, guess what?”

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• Red Sole has hit a man with her car, and she would not hesitate to do it again.

• Specs says he smokes weed to impress people but he doesn’t even know what weed looks like.

• Octoglasses and Straw Hat are dating (YURI!1!!)

• Short, Metry, Long, and Bun are all transgender, male to female.

• Stealth Goggles eats peanut butter cups despite being allergic to them (One-Shot for this on the next chapter).

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✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* Requested? Yes/No

⋆·˚ ༘ * Story? Smut/Yandere/Fluff/Angst/Short

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ Characters? Team Yellow-Green.

Bamboo was leaning against the bench under her favorite tree, waiting for her team to arrive. She was scrolling through her phone when she heard the unmistakable sound of Uniform’s shoes and the crinkling of a plastic bag.

”Heeey~! Sorry for being late, but I got some snacks!”

Uniform sat next to Bamboo, untying the bag and handing her a peanut butter cup in a small, flowery package, as well as a can of green tea.

”Ah, no worries. And thank you.”

Uniform smiled and gently kicked her feet. Not too long after, Stealth walked up and sat with them, setting his bag on the petal-covered grass.

”Hi! So, uh, we’re just waiting on Rider, huh?”

”Yup.”

”Well, I brought sandwiches and cucumbers, so, why don’t we have a picnic?”

”Oh, that’s wonderful! I’m sure Bamboo wouldn’t mind, either.”

”Of course not. I have cupcakes.”

”Cool! That’s, uh, cool!”

Stealth smiled and gently took the sandwiches out of his bag, handing one to each of the girls. Bamboo handed them both a cupcake as Uniform gave Stealth a can of green tea and peanut butter cups. He gulped and smiled.

”Uh, I can’t have peanut butter. N-no offense, of course! But-“

”Oh. My. God, I am SO SORRY!”

Uniform nervously bit her fingers and attempted to take it back. Stealth paused, and looked towards Bamboo.

”Hey, your brother is diabetic, right?”

”Yes, why do you inquire about him?”

”Well, you know how to use an EpiPen because of that, right?”

”Y- wait, you’re not suggesting what I think you’re suggesting, are you?”

”.  .  . I am.”

”.  .  . Alright. Uniform, have 911 on speed dial.”

”W-what?! You two are crazy!”

”I mean, peanut butter smells good, so it can’t taste too bad.”

”It is rather tasty. Do you have your EpiPen?”

Stealth smirked and pulled the blue-capped device out of his bag, handing it to Bamboo.

”Ready?”

Bamboo nodded and place her finger on the tab of the cap.

”Y-you two are going to get hurt!”

Uniform looked away and continued nibbling her fingers.

”Alright. One .  .  .”

Stealth opened the plastic of the wrapper, the flowery packaging falling to the floor.

”Two .  .  .”

Bamboo’s hands shook as she prepared herself to inject him, popping the lid open.

”Three .  .  .”

Uniform opened her phone and dialed 911, getting ready to call.

”NOW!”

Stealth shoved the peanut butter cup into his mouth and chewed as absolutely NOTHING happened.

”Mmm, this is really good! Honestly, I was expecting to die or someth-“

Stealth suddenly fell to the floor as Bamboo jumped down from the bench and pulled his shorts up, pressing the EpiPen into his thigh and leaving it in until it clicked, releasing the medicine within a few seconds.

Uniform screamed and immediately hit the call button on her phone.

”W-worth .  .  .  i-it.”

Bamboo sighed heavily as the sound of sirens rang out in the distance.