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blackwood4stucky · 2 months ago

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do you trust me with your scars, enough to show me your heart

author: aspen blackwood

series: wonder if it's room in heaven for savages

james “bucky” barnes x steve rogers | mcu | fic playlist

masterpost | 🅴 | 🔞 | word count: 11,037 | multichapter fic

read ch 1: a maze you love getting lost in

tags: blood, creature!stucky, gore, non traditional omegaverse, sexual content, violence

Steve hesitated by the entryway to the kitchen. Just being around Ma Winnie made him nervous given how he felt about her son. - a dark and twisted fairytale

bingo fills + event prompts

@afgomegaversebingo | confession of feelings

@anyfandomangstbingo | hurt/comfort

@anyfandomgoesbingo | confession of feelings

@ao3tagbingo | scent kink

au challenge | fae au

@augustwritingchallenge: april showers brings m-au flowers | fairies/fair folk

@avengers-assemble-bingo: [aa002] | anal play

@badsexbingo | free space

@bloodyheartsbingo: twilightdreams' card [bloody hearts bingo i] | all mine [nsfw: bloody] | kissing/biting their partner so hard during sex that they draw blood

@buckybarnesbingo: round 6 | u4: friends to lovers

@buckyboybingo | fae

@character-a-character-b:

crossover bingo | multiple orgasms

@darkspicyevanstan | unseelie

@dark-stucky: bucky's birthday bash 2025 | jealousy

@deaddovedec: 2024 | week 1: day 7 | free day

@deaddovekink:

august heat | mating cycles: heats + marking: scents frisky feb | groping monsterfcking march '23 | beasts of myth: fae monsterfcking march '24 | bizarre biology: abnormal body parts

@eclipsingbingo

card 1 | soulmate au card 2 | alternate universe

@fairytalebingo | court of night

@fandombingo

the little prince | moonlight wonderland | loss of innocence

@fandom-free-bingo

@fictionaldelightsbingo: under the sea bingo | their heart stops

@halcyonianlove | fae

@herohardshipsbingo | road trip

@hurtcomfort-bingo:

hurt and comfort | first love pick your poison | fever, swallowing

@julybreakbingo: post july 24 | soulmates

@marvelousyahtzee | 2s: kneeling, flowers, fight, holding hands, jealous

marvel-smash-bingo | best friends to lovers

@multifandom-flash: here there be monsters bingo | mystery monster

@seasonaldelightsbingo:

cozy feels | dark academia card: shadows types of love | card 1: free space

@sebastianstanbingo | sharing a bed

@secretcrypticevents: into the wilds bingo | unseelie

@stuckybingo | huddling for warmth + music [march prompt]

@sweetspicybingo:

beginning | first "i love you" hurt/comfort | deep conversations lyrical | sweet touch / you've given me too much to feel winter | fairy lights

@thebo3bingo | cock warming

@thefairytalebingo | the fair folk

@winterbreakadvent 24 | just the tip' leads to full penetration leads to feelings realization

@wintershieldbingo | canon divergence

@writersmonth | fairy

@yearoftheotpevent | february: bed sharing

read ch 2: heart made of glass, my mind of stone

ao3 | sqwa

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kkskdeaddove · 7 months ago

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Stay Tuned!

We will have news to share for KakaSaku Dead Dove Week 2025 in a few days… 👀

#kakasaku #kakasaku dead dove #stay tuneddddddddd #dead dove events

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hanasnx · 4 months ago

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Idk if this fits since ive never seen peacemaker but i kinda want adrian to chase me through the woods lowkey

MINORS DNI 18+

NOTES: DC is for December Event!

"C'mon! Don't make me run." The sound of VIGILANTE's gun cocking echoes through the woods as branches snap under your feet. A loud huff sounds, and your heart rate picks up. Hastily, you wedge yourself between two trees, and in the darkness you pray he doesn't notice you. Your panting rises above the crunch of his footsteps, and you cover your mouth with your hand.

He's getting closer. With every snapping stick, your chest jumps, but you stifle your gasps to even out your breathing. It's exhausting. You feel as though you're about to burst—until suddenly, it's quiet. You're afraid to duck out for a glance, and will yourself to remain.

"Really?" the sarcastic questioning of the perpetrator throws you for a loop, screeching in surprise as you're knocked back. Vigilante is casual when he advances, while you land on your back, scrambling through the dirt and leaves. "It's like you're not even trying—" Two thumbs point to his chest and wiggle, "—but I am already rock hard." To say you're confused by his tone is an understatement, twisting your brows as you scan his figure, unable to pick yourself up off the ground as his foot lands on your ankle, pinning you there. He's talking like all of this is some big joke. "Now hold on, just wait a second, I wanna talk to you." He waves off your fear as he converses with you like he's not a madman after you with a gun.

"See the part I can't wrap my head around..." he begins, husky and labored, rearing his head to suck in more oxygen while your pussy wrapped around him clouds his mind. "Is if you're running from a crazy guy in the woods, why would you wear the tiniest little white nightie? Thought the object of it was not to get caught." Dried leaves crinkle under your hair as you whimper through the duct-tape on your mouth. Your taped fists bang against his costumed chest, and he finally looks down at you through the red visor. "Please, please," he reasons like you're the wild one here, and curtly folds your arms above your head and out of his way. "I'm trying to think but you're making it incredibly difficult." He chuckles in relief, and a euphoric sigh exhales from him as he sheathes again. "You're so wet." he tells you in awe, his cock twitching at the feeling of your pussy clenching around him.

#tw noncon #tw dark content #DC is for December Event!#indy: drabbles #ch: adrian #adrian chase prompt #adrian chase drabble #adrian chase smut #adrian chase x reader #adrian chase x fem reader #adrian chase x you #adrian chase x y/n #adrian chase imagine #adrian chase fanfic #vigilante smut #vigilante x reader #reader insert #dead dove do not eat

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da-birb-writes-sometimes · 2 years ago

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One of Us is Guilty; Chapter 3

Three are now dead, but the killer seems to be caught ... but this night is not over until the room is found.

Characters; Vil Schoenheit, Rook Hunt, Azul Ashengrotto, Jade Leech, Silver, Cater Diamond

Content; Unreliable narrators, murder mystery

Content Warning; Death, murder, blood, anxiety, kidnapping, overall dead dove content warnings

Word Count; 1.1 K

Find this content triggering but still want to participate? Link to the Google Form to vote!

As a reminder, do not put my work — or others for that matter — into AI as it steals. Link to Masterlist

The body count had risen to three; Dire Crowley, the Ramshackle Prefect (whose blood still stained the floor, the iron scent permeating the air), and now, Divus Crewel as well, the latest victim. One minute the professor was alive, shaking from anger that one of his students was killed on his watch and that he was the prime suspect of the killings. But now he was sprawled out on the ground, killed in an instant.

The remaining students — Vil, Rook, Azul, Jade, Silver, and Cater — were silent, processing what exactly had just happened. The lights had flickered only for a minute, and in that minute, the killer had struck. But the silence was broken by a deafening clap of thunder, lightning illuminating the windows, and bringing everyone back to the present, to their laughably horrible situation that they had found themselves in by sheer chance and bad luck and timing.

Silver sat down on the staircase, and put his head in between his legs, taking deep breaths. Despite his training, he did not consider that he would be witnessing death so soon. The small part of his brain that had a sliver of hope that his friend had survived their gruesome injury, but he was just lying to himself; no one could survive that.

Vil was pacing, hands clasped behind his back, and he was muttering to himself. He thought he could read people, what with being raised amongst the stars that hid behind too-sweet smiles that belied venomous words. What was there to gain from any of this?

Rook was cracking his knuckles, and then rubbing his eyes, trying to think of why this was happening. While he could appreciate the hunt, this was something entirely different. Yet, it also reminded him of several books; one being a murder mystery, and the other about the deadliest game, of hunting a fellow person.

Azul was shaking and biting his nails, his resolve long gone. Had he made himself the enemy of one of his peers? Was he going to be next? He was supposed to just be perfecting a potion recipe for the next test, yet he found himself way above his head.

Jade looked at Azul, taking in that his house warden and friend was shaking more than the leaves outside in the howling wind. He too was disturbed by the night's events, sick to his stomach even, but he couldn’t show weakness, especially if he wanted to see it through.

And Cater? He was paler than a ghost, a cold sweat glistening on his forehead, and he felt like his heart was going to leap out of his throat. His cheery smile had left long ago, and now panic was fully starting to take control. Why? Why? Whywhywhy? WHY?! Yet he stayed silent.

No one spoke, but they eyed each other with caution. Every time that they had went to the mirror and they voted through it, someone died. Was it the mirror? No… no, that didn’t make sense… None of this made any sense though.

“No more votin-” Silver whispered.

Cater cracked his head around, green eyes judging every move the underclassman made. “And why’s that, Silver?” His voice was shaky, but Cater wasn’t trusting him or anyone for that matter. “Afraid that-”

“THAT’S ENOUGH!” Vil barked, commanding everyone’s attention, eyes all on him. But he was used to eyes being on him, and he stayed cool, despite how this may damn him into being guilty in their eyes. He didn’t care at the moment though, all he cared about was no one else dying. “Look at what being suspicious of each other has brought us,” his eyes wandered to the dark clotted blood that had now gone cold. He swallowed the bile that had risen in his throat, keeping the calm mask up. “I agree with Silver though; voting through the mirror only ends up with someone… dead.”

“Then how do we proceed, Roi du Poison?” Rook asked, falling to his house warden’s side. His eyes looked over everyone, picking up their behaviours, emotions, and any tells.

Azul’s head snapped up. “The potion-” he started muttering to himself, before clearing his throat and gaining his composure again. “A truth potion, but one that shows the truth about the situation, we can use that to find the killer.”

Cater looked at Silver, and offered him his hand; a peace offering. Silver took it, and brought himself up on wobbly knees. A truce.

Jade placed his hand on Azul’s shoulder, offering him a bit of comfort that not everyone was out to get him. “Was that what you were working on?”

Azul nodded, and he started making his way towards the alchemy lab, where hopefully they could put an end to the killer’s little charade once and for all.

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Vil helped Azul make the potion, and both students kept a keen eye on the other, but they made it without incident. And to show the others that they hadn’t tampered with it at all, they took it first, with the others shortly following suit.

“What about the room?” Silver asked.

“We can figure that out once we find the killer,” Jade countered.

Everyone looked at each other, taking in any minute details, but everyone was calm; the potion apparently did wonders to calm the nerves… but that in itself was a dangerous effect, since now everyone’s guards were down, making them easy targets.

Vil took in a breath and released it. “Who killed Dire Crowley? Why did you then kill the Prefect, and then Professor Crewel?”

But no one spoke up.

“It isn’t me,” Vil said confidently, hoping that his speaking up prompted the others to follow suit.

Cater was to his left, and he spoke next. “I didn’t do it.”

Then Silver, “Or me… I couldn’t do something like this…”

“I did not do it either,” Jade offered.

Azul’s eyes went wide, and he eyed the next person in line. “The killer isn’t me.”

All eyes fell on the last person left in their little circle; Rook. With all of them but him left, that only left him.

He let out a throaty, quiet, chuckle. “I suppose this game has run its course,” he tipped his hat to them, green eyes glinting dangerously in the dim light. “As for why? Hmmm,” he hummed, and the hairs on everyone’s necks stood on end. There was something off about Rook, this wasn’t Rook.

“You’ll find that out when you guess the room.”

What?

Everyone took a step closer to each other, away from Rook, and they whispered amongst each other, voting on what room Crowley’s murder took place in.

“Alchemy lab,” Cater spoke for the group, trying to keep his resolve as Rook seemed to stare into the very contents of his soul, like he was searching for something.

Rook stepped forward, still smiling. “Ah, désolé Monsieur Magicam,” the whites of his eyes started turning black, “but you would be wrong.” The lights flickered again, and in the seconds of darkness, Rook was gone, and so was Cater.

GOOGLE FORM (voting will end Wednesday, October 18th at 9pm EST)

SUSPECTS:

- Silver; the kindhearted knight with a mysterious past, is it just for show? (Plum) - Vil Schoenheit; the actor who is always pigeonholed into the role of a villain (Scarlet) - Divus Crewel; the alchemy teacher with a penchant for fashion, Crowley’s co-worker (Peacock) DECEASED - Rook Hunt; the enigmatic hunter who always has a hunch of what’s happening (Mustard) MURDERER - Azul Ashengrotto; the owner of The Mostro Lounge, a businessman with dubious morals (Green) - Reader; the ‘house-keeper’, a role that was imposed on them by the late Headmage (White) DECEASED - Jade Leech; a student enamored by fungi and seems to have a foreboding presence about him (Orchid) - Cater Diamond; the preppy beau of Heartslabyul, but his smile seems forced (Peach) MISSING

ROOMS:

- Main hall (eliminated in Chapter 2) - Teachers’ lounge - Cafeteria - Kitchens - Lecture theatre - Botanical garden - Alchemy lab (eliminated in Chapter 3) - Library - Crowley’s office (eliminated in Chapter 1)

WEAPON: MAGIC (found in Chapter 2)

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To be continued

#dove does events #twst #twisted wonderland #twst murder mystery #vil schoenheit #rook hunt #azul ashengrotto #jade leech #twst silver #cater diamond #cw death #cw murder #cw blood #cw kidnapping #dead dove do not eat #oh you though it was going to be over once you found the killer? *evil laugh* oh my sweet readers no no it isn't #aka i remember the deadliest game plus i just watched the exorcist so yeah I'm tying those in #now if you don't mind me i'm going to cram those lessons in twst since i have 25 left until i can continue with the event

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stmarchmm · 4 months ago

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Follow this account for more details to come soon! This will be a Stranger Things omegaverse event that’s inclusive of all ships and content (yes, even dead dove!)

links to other socials:

BlueSky

#stranger things #steddie #steddie omegaverse #stranger things event #omegaverse #a/b/o #dead dove #dead dove do not eat

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dark-stucky · 2 months ago

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🎂Dark Stucky Events: Bucky's Birthday Bash(ing) 🎂

You're invited to the party! 🥳

⭐What:

We’re putting together a fast-paced prompt event to celebrate Bucky’s birthday, March 10! 🎉 We’ve collected prompts relevant to a dark themed birthday bash for Bucky for the event. Participants will create new works or use this opportunity to work on existing works inspired by the prompts.

Everyone participating should post their works to the AO3 collection for the event, whether the works are new or existing.

⭐Timeline:

Feb 25-March 2: Add any and all prompts you can think of relevant to a dark themed birthday bash for Bucky.

March 2: The master list of prompts will be posted to the server, the AO3 collection, and this tumblr.

March 2-8: Tell your friends! Decide what prompts you want to work on! Dive in and get to work!

March 9-16: The week of March 10, Bucky’s birthday, the AO3 collection will open to submissions. Post new works and add existing works to it! Dive into the server to work on prompts with other participants.

⭐Where:

View the master list of prompts for the event here: Bucky’s Birthday Bash Prompts Spreadsheet

If you’re comfortable joining a very dark-works oriented Stucky server and are over 18 (please read all the content warnings before you do), join and work on your prompts with other members. Invite link: HERE If you want to participate in the event, but don't want to join the server, you're welcome, too!

Starting March 9, post your works to (or add existing ones to) the AO3 collection: Dark Stucky Events: Bucky’s Birthday Bash 2025

⭐FAQ:

Where can I see the list of prompts? Master list of Bucky’s Birthday Bash Prompts Spreadsheet

Can I work on a fanwork that already exists for this event? Yes! Hopefully this can motivate us to further our existing projects.

Can I combine prompts or use more than one in the same work? Yes! Stack them as much as you want to.

#dark stucky #stucky #stevebucky #bucky barnes #steve rogers #dead dove #hydra trash party #fandom events #dark bucky barnes #dark steve rogers #snow soldiers #captain hydra #bucky's birthday bash #dark stucky events

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macrocest · 8 months ago

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Cestember: A Multifandom Shipcest Event by Microcest

#cestember #shipcest #wincest #jadecest #blackcest #thorki #miyacest #proship #dead dove events #hp events

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beast-feast-fest · 12 days ago

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We’ve had a few comments regarding definitions of a few of the more obscure prompts for this round, so we wanted to define them!

If there are any other questions or concerns about the prompt list, please feel free to send in an ask or a DM 💙

Sex pollen is a specific pollen or other substance which causes characters to develop a strong and urgent sexual desire, often resulting in “fuck or die” consequences.

In fanfic, it is often used as a plot device to facilitate sexual encounters or to explore the characters' reactions to this sudden change in their behavior. The trope can also be used to explore themes of compulsion, desire, and identity.

#dead dove #dddne #dd:dne #dead dove flash fest #dead dove events #multifandom event #multifandom #sex pollen

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blackwood4stucky · 3 months ago

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casting a spell on your heartstrings, you're caught in my snare

author: aspen blackwood | fic masterpost

series: @darkerthegods | bleak are the heavens, darker the gods

read part 1 from the series ⟶⟶ the hansenkemp novella

read part 3 from the series ⟶⟶ the evermin oneshot

nick fowler x ransom drysdale | knives out x the 355 au

tags: alternate universe - ancient rome, caos x tvd fusion au, coven politics, creature feature, dark magic, dark romance, dubious consent, paranormal fantasy, pseudocest, background robert pronge/vlad tenev

Tendrils of crimson and white fabric twined together protruded from the ball and landed in the hands of the witches. The energy brimming in the air seemed to boil over as the witches began enchanting the warlocks with their enthralling dance. - A retelling of Proserpina and Dis Pater.

bingo fills + event prompts

au challenge | mythology

@augustwritingchallenge: au-gust 2024 | crossover/fusion

@badthingshappenbingo | stranded/lost

@bloodyheartsbingo: lillyrosenight's card [bloody hearts bingo i] | i'm yours [whump bloody] | becoming subservient to their captor

@character-a-character-b: rare pair bingo | a and b sharing a desperate first kiss

crossover bingo | politics au

@darkacademiabingo: flash | an ancestor makes a play for your soul

@darkspicyevanstan: quadruple challenge mode

witchcraft au + eldritch terror + historical fiction + ritual

@deaddovekink:

die in july 24 | human sacrifice kinktober '24: dead dove chapter | human sacrifice monsterfucking march 24 | rituals: human sacrifice

@eclipsingbingo:

card 2 | age difference the rising moon | ritual

@fandombingo:

@fandom-free-bingo:

@febuwhump: revenge of the sixth | pinned down

@fictionaldelightsbingo: under the sea | bleeding to death

@ficwip: hey, sweetheart

@halloweenhorrorbingo | manipulative relationship

@hurtcomfort-bingo | hurt no comfort

@julybreakbingo | mythology au

@kinkuary | humiliation

@macrocest: winter bingo | free space

@multifandom-flash: christmas | your magic's no good here

@seasonaldelightsbingo:

cozy feels | dark academia card: groomed summertime | horror stories around the bonfire

@secretcrypticevents: into the wilds bingo | eldritch deity

@sweetspicybingo

beginnings | first victim hurt/comfort | temporary death winter | warm hands

@thebo3bingo | final goodbye

@thefairytalebingo | elder deities

@winterbreakadvent | week 2: day 9 | purpose driven

@yearoftheotpevent | february: valentine's day

read part 2 from the series here: ao3 | sqwa

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preggycharlesevents · 2 months ago

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Don't worry dead dove enthusiasts we have our Seven Deadly Sins prompts! So let us know are any of these prompts tempting you?

#charles xavier #pregnant charles week 2025 #pregnant charles xavier #fandom event #dead dove do not eat #fanwork #mpreg

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darushi-chan · 6 months ago

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𝐸𝓃𝒿𝑜𝓎 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒸𝒶𝓊𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 “𝘉𝘦𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯”, 𝘈𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘬𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘭𝘵𝘺. https://archiveofourown.org/works/59927332

I had so much fun on this event, If DD is not too much for you I highly recommend you read the fic first before you see the art so you dont get that spoiled , a hint: Aemond is a filthy liar, lol. @firebloodkink

#lucemond #fbkreversebang #fire blood kink reverse bang #dead dove do not eat #I really enjoyed doing this one #this was actually a wip from last year hallowen that I really liked but couldnt finish #so I didnt want for it to just die and then I saw this amazing event #AND BAM #Im gonna do this kind of stuff more often #so much fun!

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meltedbluecaterpillar · 2 months ago

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CAUTION!: Slippery When Wet - Azul.

A/N: Thank you for voting. I will circle back to the event and reblog it with an updated version. Or, I will just repost it. Please enjoy.

tags: merform!Azul Ashengrotto x gn!reader, tentacles, asphyxiation, noncon, reader is in college, Azul is... Super old wc: 2.4k+

You swallowed down your anxiety as you walked across the lonely beach. The sun was setting along the ocean's horizon with a deep violet glow. The sky a citrusy orange shade as you drew closer and closer to the cave. “Sea monsters aren’t real...” You left your bag in your friends' car. So at least you knew they couldn’t take anything and throw it into the sea. Well, your phone maybe since they demanded you fork it over. If anything happened inside of the cave; you would be on your own.

“I’m never hanging out with her again... She always does this to me.” You vented under your breath as you maneuvered along the slippery rocks and into the mouth of the cave. It was dank, smelling of dead sea creatures and soaked foliage. “Every time she says it’ll be just us... She always brings me around those assholes...” You were struggling not to cry. But it did feel good to take the quiet walk alone. Even if the mission was pointless.

You knew there was no sea creature. You knew the group just wanted you to fuck off for at least an hour. But you didn’t mind it now that you didn’t have them in sight. You walked slowly along a slippery ledge of stone. Avoiding the low tide and muddy sand. Stepping over a washed-up starfish that was clearly alive. Admiring some barnacles that clung to the cave wall near your ankles. A few dead fish that unfortunately didn’t survive the low tide, and even having to carefully step over a now translucent and no longer living jellyfish.

If your tormentors were here, you would most likely be forced into picking it up. At worst; kissing it for them to get a photo of. You walked deeper and deeper into the dark cave. When you looked back, you began to feel tense. The opening was like a punched-out hole on a black piece of paper. You were so lost in thought that you didn’t notice how far you had gone. Nor did you notice how large the sea cave actually was. “Maybe I should go back...” You murmured with your brows furrowing. At least to sit and look at the minnows that lived in puddles.

“And why would you do that?”

Your heart stopped so suddenly in your chest you could feel the cramping of the muscle. A cold sweat formed on your skin. Goosebumps prickled on your arms and legs as you looked around in the darkness for the echoing voice. “I apologize... Did I frighten you? It was not my intention at all. No one usually comes this far.” The echoing voices sounded kind. Playful in nature as it hypnotized you. Drawing you in deeper and deeper into the cave dwelling.

You could make out a faint glow. “Yes, closer so I can see you properly.” The voice cooed as you did as you were told. Your lips parted as you struggled to catch your breath. “There you are... Oh you’re such a sight for sore eyes.” The voice belonged to the ‘sea monster’. Only pulling you in closer and closer with his kindness. The same way any beast of the sea would ensnare its next meal.

“A-Are you the sea monster?” You weren’t sure what to say. You were standing at the edge of a large pool now. Eyes widened in shock as you admired the glowing blue water. Wading there was... An octopus? No... A person? Almost a person.

His hair was silver, still dripping with water as he looked up at you. His eyes were a sky blue that lacked light, making your skin crawl from discomfort. His grey hands cradled his face as his flesh went from the light shade into an inky black tuxedo pattern. And you could make out the tentacles floating within the glowing water. He was huge. Compared to you he was huge. You would put him at seven... No. Eight feet. Much bigger than you. “I wouldn’t use the term ‘monster’ but I do live in the sea, yes.” He grinned and motioned to a smooth rock close to the edge of the large pool. “Please sit.” He requested and you swiftly nodded.

You had no words. You thought everyone was bullshitting you. You yelped and leaped back, noticing a bright arrangement of red shell cracked and crushed near the flat stone. “Oh, ignore that. I was having a snack. I had found a hermit crab and got a craving.” He chuckled as you tried to ease your nerves. Of course. Octopus eat crustaceans and fish. They don’t eat people. “Yeah... Crab is pretty good...” Smothered in butter after being boiled alive. “Might I have your name? Since you came so far into the cave it’s only right that we become familiar.” He requested with a soft grin that left a heat forming in your face.

You’ve never interacted with someone this kind. You sat on the flat rock with your hands folded in your lap as you gave him your name. “I like it. Please, call me Azul.” The purr in his voice sent a shiver up your spine. Your posture awkwardly straight as you looked around the cave to take in the scene in its entirety.

It was very pretty. The way that the creatures and bacteria within the water caused it to illuminate the space in a pale teal glow. How the starfish and barnacles clung to the walls that shimmered with tiny rocks. Creating a scene of faux stars. When you glanced back, you could no longer see the opening of the cave. It must be dark already.

“So, what did you come for? If it’s buried treasure then I have nothing like that. Just sand dollars if you humans can make use of it.” He was joking, chuckling softly with a light bounce of his shoulders. Right. Your original mission. “Uh, I was told you can grant wishes?” You asked awkwardly and mustered up a smile. “Humans and their tales...” He rolled his eyes with amusement as he pushed away from the stone ledge and began wading around the pool of water. “Yes, I suppose you could say that I am capable of granting wishes.” He smiled with his grey fingers sprawled over his chest where a human’s heart was supposed to be. “And, I have to give you something in exchange?”

He nodded. “Okay... Uhhh...” You patted at your pockets, realizing you didn’t have anything to offer. You would have given him your phone but it was confiscated. “I- Uh... I’m kinda empty handed.” You began to sag in disappointment. You never expected to find anything of worth in here. And now you have a magic octopus waiting for a gift and all you have is yourself. “Oh but I don’t have to accept anything physical from your world. I have many trinkets and charms that have sank into the sea. How about this,” Azul suggested and outstretched a hand.

“Join me for a swim, after you tell me about this wish?” The request was innocent enough. But there was one issue. “I don’t have anything to swim in...” You swallowed as the heat in your face became stronger. Covering the space behind your eyes and crawling up to your ears as you bashfully looked down at your toes. “Why don’t we start with your feet then? The water is pleasantly cool.” Azul was being agreeable. You appreciated it.

Your bullies would have stripped you down and tossed you in. At least the non-human was allowing you a chance to move at your own pace. Even just swimming in your underwear could be okay. “Okay, I can do that.” A smile spread across your face as you began to peel off your sandals. Leaving them near what was left of the hermit crab as Azul gave you some space.

You sat on the stone edge of the pool, and eased your legs into the water. It felt amazing. Not too cold, not too warm. When you looked into the water, you knit your brows in worry. There was no bottom. It was a darkness that looked endless. Azul must have this as a form of office space for socializing with humans. The exit back into the sea would be down there. “Wonderful! Oh, you have such lovely legs! I could never get anything with just two. You humans are just the most marvelous things I’ve ever seen.” He chuckled as you shrugged in disagreement.

“Not all humans are that great. Some of them suck.” You couldn’t stand any of the ones you interacted with. Not at school. Not at home. Not anywhere. Azul moved in close. Leaning on his elbows as he rested his chin in the palm of his hand. “I have a similar issue... I used to get bullied when I was younger. About the size of your hand.” He smiled and glanced up at you. There was a feeling of connection. “Every day they would torment me.” It’s the same. “Just showing my face was just enough for them to chase after me until I cried and begged to be left alone.” It’s the same. “No one ever came to help me.” It’s all the same.

“But, that’s enough about me.” Azul waved a hand dismissively as you perked up. Your face had flashed with so many emotions. You had so many uncomfortable memories surface for you. “You haven’t told me your wish my little pearl.” The pet name made you bashfully cross your ankles under the water. You looked down at your lap and shrugged. Azul gently poked at the skin of your calf that wasn’t submerged with a hopeful sound. “There has to be something you want. Deep within your heart, there is something you want to wish for.” There was something you wanted.

Your face began to blank as tears welled in your eyes. You knew exactly what you wanted. “I wish...” You trailed off as something brushed against your foot. But you assumed it was just Azul. It wasn’t his fault that his body was so big. “It’s just the two of us.” The octopus encouraged as you allowed your tears to fall. Your hands tightening into fists as you remembered all of the horrible things you had endured. “I wish that all my bullies would just disappear. Or die. Or just... Move me to a world that they don’t exist in.” Frustration lined your tone as you lifted your hands to wipe at your face.

You just wished they would go away.

“That’s an easy fix. We have a deal.” Azul sang as he sat up in the water, the tentacles that brushed near your foot now wrapped around your ankles tightly. You frowned and tried pulling away, forgetting how strong cephalopods actually were. “Don’t look so anxious. Remember, this was part of our agreement.” Azul tutted at your anxiety as his tentacles made their way up your legs. Curling around your body as you tried pulling them off and kicking away. You could feel them roughly pulling at your shorts, tugging them down your thighs as more tears began to fall.

You didn’t understand. “I said to start with your feet. I never said you were free from our swim.” The cadence in his voice changed. He didn’t sound as nice as he did before. Not as pleasant and sweet. He sounded like one of the many who tormented you day in and day out. “W-Wait I’m sorry I-” You sobbed, yelping as your shorts were yanked off of your body and flung deep within the cave. You thrashed and kicked your legs weekly as his slimy tentacles began to fiddle with your top. Curiously bunching it up as he lifted you into the air above the water. “No reason to apologize. I just see no reason for you to wear clothes in the water. I don’t wear any.” He hummed thoughtfully as the tentacles rubbed over your bare flesh.

The suction cups gripped and massaged the vulnerable skin as they trekked upwards and pulled off your shirt. Easing you out of your underwear next. It felt disgusting. You tried kicking and thrashing again, attempting to close your legs from humiliation only for it to be futile. Just a waste of time and energy on your end. “Now, swim.” Azul suddenly let you go from where he held you suspended above the water.

You hit the surface with a loud ‘SLAP’. The sensation stung as you struggled and kicked. Feeling your nose and lungs start to fill with salt water as Azul’s thick tentacles began to wrap around you again. Holding your limbs and caressing over your pert nipples. Sliding invasively between your pried apart legs. Your own voice began to echo in your mind. You wished your bullies would go away. You wished you could go to a world where they didn’t exist. This was horribly wrong. You should have just walked back to the little camp and let yourself get beat up.

With enough thrashing you were able to get your head above water. Coughing and sputtering for air as your chest tightened in pain. Azul looked down at you in disappointment. The tentacle that worked its way between your legs began to rub dangerously close to your entrance. Simulating it with gentle rubbing and prodding that you did not welcome. You apologized again. Weakly crying as you fought to catch your breath as Azul curled his grey hand around your throat; and used his other to push your head back under the water.

You couldn’t breathe. All you could do was panic and squirm, feeling the breach of one of the tendrils inside of you. Worming its way against your tight and constricting walls that wished to force him out. As you drowned, your body was introduced to otherworldly pleasure. Even if you did reject it. The thrusting kept a slow tempo, and you could just barely see Azul’s distorted face from above the water’s surface. Smiling down at you. Whispering as you screamed and struggled as the tentacles and his hands held you beneath the water.

He was going to grant your wish. You would die here and be reborn into a world without your tormentors. Without everyone who had wronged you. Everyone who had shown you just an ounce of kindness you didn’t notice until now as your lungs filled with salt water. The thrusting quickened as you began to stop thrashing. Your vision blackening as Azul joined you under the water. Holding you against his body as he cradled your face in his hands with a smile.

The same kind smile he wore when you first saw him in the pool. And he carried that expression as he pulled your soon to be lifeless body into the darkness of the pool. And into the cold, pitch black sea.

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One of Us is Guilty; Epilogue (Final)

Azul is now gone, but the actual room is known. Perhaps they will live to tell this tale.

Characters; Vil Schoenheit, Jade Leech, Silver, Azul Ashengrotto, Cater Diamond, Rook Hunt

Content; Murder mystery, the ending of this tale

Content Warnings; Blood, injury, death, murder, kidnapping (aka dead dove content)

Word Count; 1.3 K

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Azul was gone, in much a similar manner as Cater — the only evidence serving that he was there being the shattered glasses that now lay on the ground.

“AZUL!” Jade was too late though, and this was the most emotion that he had really shown that night; the bottled emotions finally coming to the surface.

He knelt down and carefully picked up the glasses, paying no mind to the tiny shards that pricked at his skin through his gloves. Paying no mind to the pinpricks of scarlet that had begun to stain the white fabric. And he stared at the broken glass; in a way, it represented their night. Normal enough at first, but once you got too close, it cuts at you and makes you bleed… it hurts you. And Jade was hurting, he had been since he had found the Prefect’s body earlier that night.

There was no time though; to mourn, to panic, to freeze. Time would come later, now was the time for action; to stop this here and now.

“Sorry,” Jade breathed, dusting himself off, and pocketing Azul’s glasses. “Are you both alright?”

Silver and Vil both looked at Jade, taking in the slight tremble of his hands as well as the pinpricks of blood that stained his gloves. The calm mask had slipped for a mere second, but they both knew that this affected Jade just as much as it affected them.

“None of us are alright,” Vil sighed, massaging his temples. “And you don’t need to apologize; it’s okay to not be alright… especially in this situation.”

Silver nodded his head in agreement. “If it were Malleus… I would have the same reaction,” he whispered. “You’re strong, Jade.”

Jade pursed his lips but said nothing, instead just offering them both a silent nod; he got the message, but he also knew this was neither the time nor place to lose control of himself.

“But if the teacher’s lounge wasn’t the room–” Silver mused.

“The library,” Vil exclaimed, eyes widening at the realization. “Think about it; where was Rook at the beginning of all this? The library!” Vil calmed himself down though, since that outburst was quite unlike him. “And if Cater and Azul are being held there, that’s where they will likely be.”

Silver and Jade looked at each other before looking back at Vil, and they followed after him, hands on their pens; ready for the worst, but hoping for the best. Because hope was the only thing that they had now.

…

The library was brightly lit up, almost harshly so. And although it was bright, the brightness cast equally as dark shadows.

Rook was nowhere to be seen, and that was both reassuring and a cause for dread. If he wasn’t here, he could be anywhere — hiding.

“Stay together,” Vil murmured, taking the lead again.

Silver and Jade looked at each other, each of them taking to a side of Vil; Silver to his left, and Jade to his right.

“MhmMMMMM!”

Muffled yelling; at least one of them was alive.

Following the muffled sounds, Vil, Silver and Jade found themselves in a sheltered alcove of the library. And amongst the dusty books that rarely got any use was Cater, who was looking at the trio with tears in his eyes, and Azul, who was currently unconscious.

They were both alive. And while the trio felt tremendous relief that they were both alive, they couldn’t help but question why.

Why did Rook spare them? Why did he kill Crowley? Why did he kill Crowley and Professor Crewel with magic, yet he slit the Ramshackle Prefect’s throat? Expired love potions caused some nasty side effects, but nothing to this level of violence and bloodlust.

Jade acted first though, cutting Cater free of his bounds first; using the broken glass from Azul’s glasses to cut through the ropes.

Once Cater was free of the ropes, he ripped the gag off, taking it heaving breaths. “Get out,” he hissed, gripping Jade’s shoulders. “He’s planning something and you need to get out!”

Jade stared into Cater’s eyes and nodded, and took his hands off his shoulders before moving over to Azul. “We will, but not without both of you,” he said just loud enough that Cater could barely make it out.

Vil and Silver covered Jade as he cut through Azul’s ropes, and then carried his house warden like a bag of potatoes over his shoulder. Yes, he would be livid once he woke up, but this allowed Jade to carry Azul while wielding his pen, should he need to protect himself, Azul, or the group.

And right as they were about to cross the threshold of the library’s doors, they slammed shut, and all the lights died out.

It was a trap, but I already knew that. It was too easy. Vil thought to himself, and brought out his pen, illuminating their immediate area in a purple glow.

“Ah, leaving so soon?” Rook’s voice called out from the darkness, a breathy chuckle echoing off the walls.

Vil grabbed a book, and while the others were looking at him with shock — since now is not the time to read — he paid them no mind. “It seems that you caught us,” he answered, hoping that some banter would allow him to do what he needed to do.

Give me a few minutes of time, please. Vil looked into the darkness, searching for that familiar face. “It is awfully rude of you though, to leave your guests in the dark. After all, you can only see the fairest of them all with proper lighting.”

Leave, get out now. Vil’s message got across though, and using the third-year’s distraction, Jade (still with Azul over his shoulder), Silver and Cater managed to slip through the door.

“Roi du Poison, what are you planning? Do you think I would be so foolish to accept anything from you knowing how your unique magic works?” Rook finally stepped out from the darkness, just enough to where he was faintly visible.

Vil quirked his brow at Rook and shook his head, “No, I know you well enough.” But do you know me when I’ve been backed into a corner? “And I know that the real Rook wouldn’t do any of this. It’s the duty of the beautiful to take responsibility for all of their choices. So — Take. Responsibility.” Vil hissed, his grip tightening on the book.

Rook cocked his head, staring at Vil with empty eyes, the sclera still stained black. “Why does the cat chase the mouse, even though its food dish is full? Why does someone hunt, but not for food?” Rook mused, taking a few steps closer, not breaking eye contact with Vil.

Just a bit closer.

“For sport. For the thrill,” Vil tutted. “Was that what all of this was for then? For you to just have fun hunting down your professors and peers just because you were bored?!”

Rook stopped walking, just an arm's distance away from Vil. “No, it wasn’t fun; they didn’t know…”

Now.

Vil took a breath, stealing his nerves. “You trapped yourself, and you shall remain trapped until we find a way to fix this,” he placed a hand on Rook’s shoulder, and once Rook looked at Vil’s hand in curiosity, Vil pushed the book he was holding to Rook’s chest.

Remain trapped until we find a way to fix this.

And the book sucked Rook into its pages; a prison of paper. And Vil slumped to the floor. Out of relief — that for now, it was over — but also exhaustion. He was so tired.

And while, yes, Rook was now caught, he and the others still had far to go. With reporting everything that had happened. To figuring out how to free Rook and reverse the effects of the potion. To working through the trauma they all had lived through, since this whole ordeal definitely had taken its toll on all of them.

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Fin!

Author's Note; Thank you to everyone who voted throughout the duration of this event. Without you, none of this would be possible. I hope that you enjoyed this event as much as I've enjoyed writing it.

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