WyvernCoast142
note: shark hybrid gender-neutral/androgynous/intersex reader
there are swear words btw and mature content, such as descriptions of gore, smut, non consensual-touching (most is hugging), and cult mentions will happen in the story.β οΈβ οΈ
it was one of those days. the breeze was the wrong type of good. their shirt was a little too tight. their pants were a little too loose. their socks bunched and ended up drooping to their heels. they dropped their drink and it spilled everywhere before they even got to drink it. their sour cream during lunch squirted on their hand. so they decided to just.. stop. they stopped caring.stopped trying. stopped swimming. felt at peace. until they were pulled into an eternal limbo and met some people who taught them how to be their- AHHHHHHHHHHH *crunch munch crunch* STOP BITING ME.