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  1. Public Bookmark 23

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    “-not actually sure where the others went, I don’t even know if they all got out, that fight was a shitshow - I wasn’t expecting them to get reinforcements there so quickly, honestly, there must be an outpost near to here or something. I think they came from the west, thinking about it… hey, have you got any food?”

    Oh my god.” Wemmbu groans, head falling back on his shoulders in a clear and necessary display of his abject suffering. He can only hold his silence for so long, it seems, and it would appear his limit is about ninety seconds.

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    After escaping Law’s prison, the last thing Wemmbu wants to do is talk.

    Zam has other ideas.

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    14 Jan 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 23

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    Wemmbu couldn't even believe his luck, Eggchan, You know the alpha. Coming back from wherever, when he comes off heat suppressants.

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    I wanted A/B/O that follows boundaries

    (Update, 20th December)- seen a lot of hate about boundaries being broken on AO3/tumbler If you break ‘em. I don’t care, continue. Just wanted to make my thoughts on the matter clear.(other platforms like twitter and YouTube get a little… cause they, the Cc, are on those platforms)

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    14 Jan 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 52

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    He reaches the edge of the crowd and—in the center of the circular opening, as if this was some kind of real duel happening—sees one of the players knocked to the ground, with the cub standing over him bravely. With trembling hands, he’s pointing that wooden sword down at his bully like he’s actually about to do something with it, eyes wide and breathing heavily like even he can’t believe it.

    Mane laughs and shakes his head at the kid’s gall. “No shit,” he huffs quietly.

    (aka: young cat adopts younger kitten)

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    12 Jan 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 6

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    He stared at the gravel.

    The gravel stared back.

    He laughed.

    It didn’t laugh back.

    He didn’t know why he expected it to.

    There was a saying that Squiddo had once asked him if he believed it.

    “Wemmbu,” She said, voice soft to not wake the sleeping 4C near them. He had been working on the cannon calculations for multiple nights by now and Squiddo and him had to force the poor guy to sleep.

    “Do you think it’s true that your life flashes before your eyes?”

    He hadn’t answered then.

    Now, as darkness closed in, the memories came anyway.

    ...

    or a more dramatic retelling of Wemmbu's first death on Season 5, where he reflects on the fun times they had

    I AM DOING REQUESTS. REQUEST FORMAT AND STUFF AT END.

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    11 Jan 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 45

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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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