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send this to the twelve nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart and if you get five back you must be pretty awesome💜💜💜

Awwww, thank you so much Angie!!! I always love talking to you and seeing your posts and memes on here, you’re amazing! 💙💙💙

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bitches will hear a song and be like 'this makes me feel like i have a gaping hole in my chest' and then they put it on repeat. its me im bitches

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My friends are like “whats your type?”

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Hi there! I'm a big Duskwood fan too. It's nice to meet you!

Hey there, I'm so sorry I didn't notice this sooner. But welcome to the fandom! <3 I hope you are still actively involved in the Duskwood community, I feel so bad for not replying sooner. If you celebrate Christmas I hope you have a wonderful one and a happy new year!

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You're so gorgeous 💚

Awww, thank you so much! You really think so? That made my day, thank you! You are gorgeous too! Lots of love 💙💙💙

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It's my 1 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

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So I haven’t been very active lately and I’m wanting to fix that. Would you all be so kind as to help me? I am open to any prompts and am willing to write requests or oneshots if reasonable, I just really want to get back into writing, lol. Most of my followers know I am into two fandoms,Duskwood and Marvel, so if that peaks anyone’s interest please comment, like, or dm me.

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And it never goes away, especially the ugliness, lol.

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Should I actually become active again? Lol

Hey lovelies! This poll is just for fun and is mostly me just trolling myself, lol. I miss you all! 💙

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Hey lovelies! This poll is just for fun and is mostly me just trolling myself, lol. I miss you all! 💙

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Here's a fun game I've stumbled upon online, post 9 pictures of guys you are attracted to, and have your followers guess your type based on these profiles. Good luck everyone, and also please don't judge my tastes in guys....💙💙

Not sure if I should start a tag game, but I want to, so here we goooo: @mishanym @hacked-by-jake @angie-01040 @raemae17 @rafa-elle @duskwoodgirl4life (no pressure if not interested or don't want to)

Love you all and take care of yourselves! 💙

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Turbulence (Richy x MC) 4

Based on Jonah Kagen's song Turbulence. Here are the links to Part 1, Part 2, and Part 3 if not already read.

I know you don't really need me

But lately you've been feeling like you're okay alone

The young mechanic sat perched on the cold, hard bed. Holding his head in his hands, sobs threatened to rack through his body. The noise of the other occupants was deafening, making his skull pound and his nerves kick in. Continuing to run one of his hands through his blonde hair in an attempt to comfort himself, a shaky sigh escaped his lips.

But we're not gonna crash, go down in flames and broken glass

'Cause you and I are built to last, if you want

Richy and MC had survived the fire, barely making it out right before the mine collapsed, the explosion throwing them forward by sheer force into the rocky terrain. A strong, helping hand pulled him to his feet, and a voice reached his ears. “Richy, thank god you’re okay!”

His brown eyes met the police chief’s relieved expression, but then he noted the sudden shift in demeanor. “Alan.”

The man took a step back, “Your shoulder……what happened to your shoulder?”

“I-” the blonde’s voice trailed off. “I am the Man without a Face, I kidnapped Hannah.”

It's just a little turbulence, turbulence

To know we will find our feet again so fast

Everything had gone by in a blur, as he was ripped from MC’s side, immediately handcuffed. He had found himself sitting on a bed covered with paper, a gurney.

Alan Bloomgate stood by the door, the sorrow evident on his face. “Richy…..you know what this means, don’t you? You know you will be facing charges, admitted into prison, perhaps even a psych ward. And I am forced to issue it out, insure you get the justice that your actions warranted.”

And all these arguments, and self-defense

You don't see it now, but I promise it'll pass

“Richy Rogers, you have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law.”

The mechanic continued to stare down at the table in front of him, too ashamed to lift his head. He was at a loss of words, how could he ever explain how his fear led him to such drastic actions? No one would believe him, and no one would WANT to believe him, much less forgive him. He was all alone now, his friends had turned their back on him, and he couldn’t blame them, no, not really.

It's just a little turbulence

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

Tear-filled emerald colored eyes looked at the blonde softly, the wrinkles near her eyes reminding him of those of the mechanic’s own mother. Iris Hanson.

'Cause maybe, we could be like trees

Bending in the breeze, so we can take a storm

That was when Richy broke down, unable to hide and bury the guilt any longer. “Iris, I’m so sorry. I could have prevented her death. I was drunk, I didn’t want to drive…I-”

“It’s not your fault.” The woman smiled softly, tears trickling down her cheeks. “It never was, Richy.”

'Cause feelings only last about a minute-and-a-half

90 seconds and you'll laugh 'cause they're gone

He shook his head, “No, but it was, Iris. I should have driven them, Hannah and Amy, they asked me to drive them back to the waterfall. But I said no, and gave them the keys to the AMC Gremlin. I should have driven them……I should have never given them the keys.”

It's just a little turbulence, turbulence

To know we will find our feet again so fast

“You didn’t know, Richy. You didn’t know that Jennifer would be…..was walking along the forest edge. You couldn’t have prevented it,” her eyes glistened.

And all these arguments, and self-defense

You don't see it now, but I promise it'll pass

“If I had driven them, this would have never happened. If I hadn’t been drinking, if I had been sober, I would have driven the car myself, and the accident, it would have never taken place.”

It's just a little turbulence

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

“Richy Rogers, you are hereby sentenced to a minimum of twelve years in prison.” The judge said, his stormy gray eyes filled with sorrow. “In four years depending on your behavior, you may be eligible for parole.” Casting his eyes away from the mechanic's, he addressed the rest of the people before him, “Thank you jury for your service today, court is adjourned.”

Mmm-mm

Mmm-mm

Suddenly the cell door swung open, causing Richy to flinch in reflex at the loud noise, brown eyes taking in the sight of his correctional officer, Jonas Martin.

“You have a visitor,” Jonas said softly. “MC.”

Mmm-mm

Mmm-mm

The mechanic’s breath quickened as more thoughts infiltrated his head. The last time he had seen her was in the courtroom, he could still see the betrayal swarming in her eyes. But he could also see a faint glimpse of hope in them, as if she still allowed herself to envision the future together. Who were they kidding, though? It was impossible, he was in prison, had been for five months now. She needed to move on from him, she didn’t deserve life with a criminal and a felon.

“I don’t want to see her,” Richy said as he stood up, fingers running over a small portrait that was taped to the stone wall above his bed……..her beautiful smile and eyes, god, he loved her.

It's just a little turbulence, turbulence

I know we will find our feet again so fast

“She traveled all this way to see you,” Jonas commented. “It’s been five months, Richy. It’s obvious you still have feelings for her, and from what I saw when she signed in, she still reciprocates those feelings for you as well. Why not see her?”

And all these arguments, and self-defense

You don't see it now, but I promise it'll pass

“It is because I love her,” his voice trembled, “that is why I need to let her go. By the time I get out of here, if I get out, it’ll be too late. She doesn’t deserve being forced to wait, she doesn’t deserve life with a convict, the constant scowls and murmurs that will be cast upon her just for being with me. As much as it may hurt both of us in the process…….” He trailed off, the gloominess of reality settling in.

It's just a little turbulence

Even if he did make it out, he could never bring himself to jeopardize her reputation, life with a felon would be hard, and she didn’t deserve being casted out just because of who she loved.

Hey lovelies! Thanks for sticking with me on this journey! Please like and comment, I love to hear from all of you! <3 <3 Part 5, the final piece, is on its way.........

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Thank you so much for the tag @hacked-by-jake :) So here is me.......for those of you who have seen photos of me in real life....does it match? Lol.

I would like to tag @mishanym @mirajane01040 @moonflower1605 @lyon-amore @hackerqueen @duskwood-x-fanpage @yjano (no pressure to do so, only if you want to!)

Here is the link!

Take care lovelies!

I was tagged by @saddah-mo to participate in this cool Picrew thing! Thank you a lot for tagging me! Loved it! 💚

-> Here is the link to the picrew

Tagging: @booklover-01040 @zmayadw @julesisreading @itsnotzka @julesthoughts @mysteriouslover1516 @angie-01040 (Of course don’t feel forced <3)

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Where's my Percy Jackson lovers? I think we just added another fantastic writer to the PJS fanclub. Say hi to Alice! 💙💙 ;)

Daughter of Lightning - Book 1 (Percy Jackson x reader fanfic)

Hi everyone. This is my new fanfic. Please do read and comment on what you think about it.

Staring Emily Rudd as Eleanor Grace

Nicknames - (Nora/Elle/Ella)

This is what her hair looks like

A ring, which transforms into her sword, like the one Meg from the 'Trials of Apollo' series has.

Her sword "Stormcatcher".

This is her bow "Starshot"

This is her charm bracelet which transforms into a bow & quiver of arrows when she taps it. When she pulls any of the two music notes she gets her guitar.

Feel free to imagine any of these things differently if u don't like it ;)

The link to the 1st chapter is this.

Take care my lovely readers.❤

Alice signing off.

XOXO.

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Hey lovelies, I just wanted to give you all an explanation. Right now I am braindead and have lost the motivation and energy to write, so I am taking a break from writing Duskwood content and won't be posting for a while. 😭 I PROMISE I will be back to continue what I started with the Duskwood texts and reactions, and of course all the oneshots that keep coming out with hinted at sequels, but it'll take some time. Even playing Duskwood has been put on the back burner for some time lately. I'm sorry to do this, but I think I need a break due to work and lack of healthy amounts of sleep, lol. (Plus, writers block, as I'm sure many of you can relate.) Take care, I will still be here to like posts and get my morning dose of Duskwood and Jake, but my writings may be a bit postponed. Thank you for listening to this rant, I will shut up now. 💙

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This is so beautiful, I love how real the emotions are. Thank you for such a lovely oneshot, and once again, I loveeee your description of Jake. As always, lots of love! <3 <3 <3

Oneshot - Make a wish

It was a cold night, for an August. The sky was clear and you could see the stars shining. The young man closed his laptop, tired. He opened the window to let some fresh air enter into his room. He was staying in an abandoned house in the countryside. He usually hid in the city. But, after what happened in Duskwood the place was surrounded by the police and FBI. Plus, this little corner of the countryside was on his way to a way bigger city where one of his only allies waited for him.

He wasn't in a hurry, though. He knew his friend didn't expect him before a few days and he also knew who lived in this area. 

He promised her they would meet. But after the mine incident, he had to go into hiding again. He warned her that he was safe, but he couldn't talk to her frequently because it would have endangered her. But now that he was staying very close to her place, Jake needed to talk to MC. He missed her, he missed her messages. 

He opened the door of the abandoned house, stepped outside and started walking on the desertic road that crossed the countryside. He didn't put on the hood of his hoodie, he wanted to look at the sky. 

When he was a child he and his mom stargazed a lot. His mother used to put a blanket on the ground of their garden, and always prepared huge mugs of hot cocoa. She taught him how to recognize the constellations: the little bear, Orion, Cassiopeia or Andromeda; he knew them all. His mother also told him she believed that when someone passed away, they'd join the stars and watch over their loved ones from above. Jake wasn't a believer, he always had a logical mind pushing away anything approaching spirituality. But when his mother died, years ago, he couldn't help but think about his mother when he looked at the stars. Especially when the sky was clear, he felt closer to her. 

Walking on these empty streets reminded Jake that he was looking at the same sky that MC. Without noticing it, he took his phone from his jeans pocket and opened the chat he had with her. His fingers danced on his screen while he typed the message. 

Jake : Hello MC :) it has been a while since we last talked.

He looked at his screen for a moment, wondering if it was a good idea to contact her. But they were so close. They had never been this close. It was now or never. He closed his eyes as he clicked to send the text. A few seconds later, a light sound indicated he received an answer. 

MC : Jake ❤️ How are you? Are you safe? 

His heart skipped a beat when he saw the lovely emoji she sent. They had confessed their love to each other a few weeks ago, and he still couldn't believe it was true. When did he get so lucky to have this wonderful woman loving him? A light smile crossed his face and he felt heat rise in his cheeks. MC was the only one who could make him feel like this. 

Jake : I'm safe for now. Do not worry about me. :) 

MC : Of course I'm worried! 

He smiled. Of course he knew she would be worried. The woman was so caring for the others. He brushed his thumb on his screen where MC's message appeared, as if this small gesture made him feel be with her. Until now, it was all they had, the only things they could share, words through screens. 

He could see in the distance the shadow of houses forming. He was approaching the small village where MC lived. 

Something caught his eyes in the sky and he looked up just in time to see a shooting star crossing the firmament. It was the time of the year when there were the most visible shooting stars. A slight feeling of curiosity took over him. 

Jake : May I ask you what you are doing, MC? 

The woman took a little time to answer him. Jake stared at his phone screen, longing for the words of his beloved to appear. 

MC : I'm on a beach next to my house, stargazing. I never miss this time of the year, I love shooting stars too much 🤭

A soft laugh escaped the man's lips. They had a new thing in common. His steps became faster as he approached the houses. He checked his map and his legs led him to a sandy path that headed to the beach. 

The strong scent of iodine hit his nostrils indicating he was close to the sea. He stopped when he arrived on the beach. He could see the rollers formed by the waves crashing on the sand accompanied by the familiar sound of the undertow. As much as he loved this sight, it wasn't what he was looking for. His eyes ran along the huge sandy place before he spotted a small figure resting against a cement bench. Jake grinned and walked slowly toward MC. 

Jake : Have you seen any shooting stars yet? 

He was coming closer to her and as the sand absorbed his footsteps she didn't hear him. He saw her lifting her hands up slightly to write him an answer but at the same moment another shooting star crossed the sky. MC looked up with a shy smile. Jake leaned over her so his mouth was right next to her left ear, "Make a wish," he gently whispered. 

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The young woman jumped when she heard an unknown man whisper in her ear. The heat of his breath made her shiver. She turned around and stepped back, looking at the man in front of her. He was about her age, maybe a few years older than her. He was tall and wore a large sweatshirt and dark jeans. His pitch-black hair was messy, lightly twirling with the cool wind. His eyes were a deep blue, like the sea behind her. 

MC stared at the young man, detailing every aspect of his face. From his pale skin that slightly blushed because of the cold air, to the dark circles under his eyes. She had never seen this man, but everything about him seemed familiar. Her whole body felt at peace next to him. His aura emanated from confidence and kindness. Her legs wanted to get her closer to the young man, seeking safeness and comfort from him. Her instinct told her he was the one she was waiting for so long, and her instinct was rarely wrong. With a soft voice she spoke, "Jake?" 

The black haired man slowly nodded in response to her question. But she frowned. She wanted to believe him and deep inside her she did, but she needed proof. Proof it wasn't a trick or dream. As if he had understood, he showed her his phone and started typing.

Soon, she felt her own phone buzz in her left hand and she looked at the screen.

Jake : It is me, MC :) 

"Jake!" This time, without waiting for an answer, she rushed to the hacker and wrapped her arms around his tall body, sliding her hands under the backpack he carried and clenching his hoodie. She buried her face into his chest, inhaling his reassuring scent. Small tears of relief started to form in the corner of the eyes when she felt two arms embracing her. Jake rested one hand on her lower back and the other between her scapula, pressing her closer to him. 

They remained silent a bit, only listening to the sound of the waves and enjoying each other's warmth. Then, she planted her chin in his chest and looked up deep inside his eyes. "My house is close. We can to there."

Jake looked down, his eyes tried to memorize every inch of her face and he gently brushed a strand from her cheek with his thumb, tugging it behind her ear. "Only if you want to," he said in a low voice. 

MC felt Jake's hot breath tickling her skin as he spoke. He rested his forehead against hers. They were so close. She had never been the kind to make the first step, but this time it was different. She had the man she longed for so many weeks, even months, in her arms. Slowly, she stood on her tiptoes, leaning closer to him. The more she approached her face from his, the more her heart pounded in her chest. Their lips met and she felt Jake slightly stiffen. But he immediately relaxed and placed a hand behind her head, crashing his lips against hers. 

Their mouths opened slightly and she felt his tongue invade her mouth, dancing with her tongue. Her whole body was burning. She felt like a teenager, experiencing her very first kiss. But this time, it was more than that. It wasn't any kiss. It was the first kiss she shared with the man she loved, the man she chose, the man she wanted to spend her entire life with. 

They pulled away and a small giggle escaped her lips. She could see Jake smile and look at her with loving eyes. She took his hand and the two lovers walked the streets to MC's house. When they arrived, she opened the door for her guest. Jake gave her a gentle kiss on her hair and entered the house. 

She stepped in but stayed at the door a few more seconds, glancing at the night sky. Another shooting star appeared. She enjoyed the beauty of the golden trail tearing the darkness but she didn't make a wish. She didn't need it because this time, her wish came true.