Andre walks in on something he couldn't have imagined in his wildest dreams.

This all felt so familiar to Justin. Inspired by it wrecks who it pleases by addandsubtract.

The NHL draft entry class of 2006 are the new best and brightest, and they have to do what the best and brightest have always done: go to an isolated swamp in the Canadian wilderness, let the hockey gods have their way with them, and incubate the next generation of gods in their bellies.

He feels something touch his foot, his ankle, but when he looks down nothing is there. It’s tadpole season, and in the shallows, around the reeds, they skitter about beneath the surface.

As part of the CBA all players who sign a ELC are required to grow tentacles. Nate's not really that sure why, and mostly he just wishes the damn things would behave. Although he does kind of like the ways they misbehave. He doesn't get why Jo has to make such a big deal out of it. (It's basically just tentacle porn)

Every player must spend a little time offering their body to the will of the gods.

"I just wanna see it," Noah says.

Carter Hart and Cale Makar end up on The Seattle Kraken. The Demon that controls the Kraken wants a body to possess and it's not the only thing it wants.

He’d been trying for ages not to go down this route, to ignore his instincts telling him this one, this one is perfect

Connor knows what happens during the offseason.