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    Ink can bleed through pages and books when wet.

    What happens when ink from a page in one book bleeds into another from a tear?

    Something, something that makes the multiverse annoyed.

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    based of my beloved hc that gambit and crucible are like the demon and angel on your shoulder and only wemmbu can see them.

    Wemmbu sat cross-legged on the floor of his base, both maces laid out in front of him. He dipped the cloth into the bucket of water, wringing it out before starting on Crucible's handle. The metal was still warm from yesterday's fighting, and he could feel the familiar weight of her presence even before she manifested.

    "You missed a spot," Crucible said, her form shimmering into view on his right shoulder. She pointed at a dried bloodstain near her base. "Right there."

    "I can see it," Wemmbu muttered, scrubbing harder. His tail swished behind him in irritation.

    "Could've fooled me," Gambit's voice cut in from his left shoulder, arms crossed. "Thought you were just smearing it around for fun."

    Wemmbu's horns twitched as he suppressed a groan. "I'm doing my best here."

    "Your best is shit," Gambit said cheerfully.

    IMPORTANT NOTE THAT THIS FIC IS PURELY OFF MY OWN PERSONAL HEADCANONS OF WEMMBU. NONE OF HIS ABILITIES OR ORIGIN STORY IS CANON.

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    17 Jun 2026

    Bookmarker's Notes

    peak peak peak peak if i ever write wemmbu the maces WILL be there

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    UU actor au :)

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    17 Jun 2026

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    omg this is so cuteeeeeee
    and wifies ur such a mood. for a chem report i didnt sleep for 50 hours then i had a speech for lit the same day then i went home. 👌
    sleep is for those without deadlines.

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    "Egg. Egg. C'mon man, wake up."

    A finger jabbed into his shoulder, insistent and trembling slightly.

    Egg's eye snapped open to the sight of Wemmbu's face approximately six inches from his own, and even in the dim light filtering through the window, he could see how bad it was. Wemmbu was trying to smile—that winning grin he always wore when he knew he'd messed up but was hoping somehow it would all work out anyway—but it was strained at the edges, pulled too tight across his face.

    It didn't reach his eyes. Those strange, darkening eyes that had been getting worse for weeks now.

    "Wemmbu," Egg said, his voice rough with sleep and something else, something heavier. "What happened."

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    16 Jun 2026

    Bookmarker's Notes

    hruejknamasf in this arc i really wasn't a fan or parrot or flame. or in this fic. anways.

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    No matter how much Lettuce thought about it, he just couldn’t wrap his head around Wemmbu’s decision to spare him.

    It hadn’t been only him, of course. Six people had stood on the side of mercy before him. But Wemmbu’s vote was what the final decision truly came down to.

    At the time, he’d been so certain of what would happen, so sure that he could predict Wemmbu’s choice, that he hadn’t even looked at him. He just waited, gaze cast down, to hear his steps moving to the right, to Flame’s side. They were one and the same, those two. The antithesis of Lettuce. Justice was the bane of their existence, and protecting the innocents wasn’t a part of their skillset.

    He regretted not looking right away, because Wemmbu didn’t say a single word before choosing to spare him, unlike everyone else who’d been oh-so-vocal; he’d remained perfectly silent. And without seeing his expression, how was he meant to know why? Why would someone so merciless and callous not revel in dishing out the same punishment he’d been supposed to receive?

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    or, Lettuce gets a chance to ask Wemmbu why he chose mercy

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    15 Jun 2026

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    wemmbu talking around rejoice is hilarious

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    UU! Quartet at a diner at spawn at 3AM :) Bonding time :P

    They finished the pie. The waitress cleared their plates and left the check—which Wemmbu grabbed before anyone else could, waving off their protests with a flick of his tail.

    "I've got it."

    "Bro, we can split it—" Flame started.

    "I said I've got it. I’m richer than anyone here."

    "We'll get you next time," Parrot said.

    "Next time?"

    "Yeah. Next time one of us can't sleep and ends up here."

    Wemmbu's tail swished once. "Fine."

    "That's the spirit!" Spoke said brightly.

    "Don't push it."

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    15 Jun 2026

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    omg i loved this

    the waitress is my spirit animal frfr i also worked graveyard shift at a 24hour bc i was always the one awake. and then learnt to cook the shit bc no one else would pull up and the place still wanted to be called 24 hour.
    peak employed experience