You are just an average inkling in Inkopolis Square, when you notice a strange person who changes your life. This story begins in Splatoon 2, but I will mark in the chapter list when the story jumps to Splatoon 3 for those of you who want to jump straight to that point instead. All rights for the characters and bits of story go to Nintendo. I also don't own any of the pictures in this, unless specified other wise. Cover photo by Yuqoi on Deviantart. If I mess something up, please tell me.

Welcome to the world of ink and paint. Now meet our protagonist Krill. Krill... lets just say, was never normal to the Inklings that covered the towns. Without much to do he found a love for the Idols Off the Hook that showed him maybe you didn't have to be "normal" to make it in the real world. So he set to work and worked hard before the screen finally lit up and a virtually face showed on the screen. "Is this thing one?" The only question is, can he really make it in such a strange world. and even if he does, will it really matter? Because regardless. All eyes are on him... Have you ever wondered, 'What if there was a V-tuber in Splatoon?' No. Well I'm just weird than. But regardless, I am here to provide! Kinda... I'm going to do my best but I make no promises, and I'm also not the best writer so any calm feedback would be appreciated. I do not own splatoon 2, that belongs to nintendo. I do NOT write and lemons or things like that. Don't ask, please.

Three idiots are the reason you've crashed on an island, and as soon as you have the means to go home, they try to make you stay. Despite yourself, you can't help but build a positive relationship with these three. They think you're a genius, you think they're just idiots. An interpretation of Splatoon Raiders. I'm not novelizing the game or going level by level or anything, but I did gain a greater appreciation for Deep Cut as characters via this game and want to explore that. I also think the mechanic has potential to be a fun character. This isn't really a reader fic so much as it is a second person fic, but it can really be interpreted either way. It will MAYBE be an indulgent fic, but I want to respect the characters and keep it grounded as well. We'll see, pretty much. :smile: Very much just a draft and work-in-progress right now. Working with an idea while I have it. Input is welcome, in all variety of forms such as direction, ideas, corrections, etc. so long as you're nice and kind and all the pretty things. P.S. ignore the lazy story cover, I do mediocre writing, not graphic design

A fanmade Splatoon story where the last human, "Charles" or "Subject C," tries to adapt to life in Inkopolis. The question is: how would a human adapt to a completely new environment? WARNING: This contains self-shipping and original characters (OCs). Please read with the understanding that this is an alternate universe (AU) that deviates from the original Splatoon lore!

It was supposed to be simple. Move to Inkopolis Square, start your new school life and maybe get an after-school job... It's never that easy. Now you are Agent 4 of the Squidbeak Splatoon, working for an Idol you've never heard of trying to find her Cousin. All of this while juggling school and catching up to the latest trends. Though I guess it might be worth it you get to hang out with Inkadia's biggest faces. Oh well, it couldn't be that bad, right?