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𝟐𝟎 𝐉𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐬𝐬 (ft. @m1dorii )

1. he makes great ramen

2. he is good at english, german and computer languages

3. not an animal person, animals run away from him

4. he can tie cherries with his tongue

5. his guilty pleasure is playing the Sims

6. 3 people tried to confess to him and he didn't understand they were confessions. bro was so confused

7. he had braces at some point of his life

8. his mom had to force feed fruits to him as a child, till this day he refuses to eat them. (mc makes him)

9. he has really long fingers

10. bro shaves religiously. he does NOT like facial hair

11. he had an emo phase. he grew out his hair, wore eyeliner, did his nails

12. still listens to most of the songs he listened to at that age

13. he has sensory issues and thus doesn't enjoy metal, he considers it noise

14. bro is clean. like brushes twice a day, bathes everyday, washes his ass, cleans his hands and especially wears deodrant religiously

15. he has watched Naruto once and considers most of the characters stupid. he doesn't understand why they all act so illogically.

16. you can't enjoy silly movies with him. bro is too logical. you have to calm him down when he gets worked up about characters being stupid

17. he is a raging feminist. bro is not above doxxing people or scaring them if they are doing illegal shit with women like leaking nudes or creating deepfakes of them

18. he considers children the spawns of Satan

19. bro loves monster drinks

20. when he was a kid he could only sleep using a teddy bear. then he hid it. but now it's still somewhere in his drawer. it's a light blue teddy bear

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😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😖😖😖😖😖😖😖😖

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I like that Jake acts disinterested at first but is actually desperate for Macie 🤭💖

Like it's hard for him to hide what he's feeling 💖💖

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huge shoutout to trees and also rain

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Inspired by my story where Macie goes with Jessy and Thomas to Michael Hanson's house and she takes a picture with them (so I can practice other characters a little more)

1-I don't know how to make beards 🥹 2-My sister told me that Macie looks like a KH character when she saw the reference photo and then the drawing 😂😂😂

And here without Macie as a fanart of just them 😄

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This is so marriage 💖💖 for Jake, it's wanting to know how we feel first so he can share the sensation or try to relieve us in case we are sick or worried 🙂‍↕️💕

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Masterlist

Masterlist update 10-03-2025

Fan fic 1: Let’s safe her (Finished)

Fan fic 2: Heroes tonight (Finished)

Fan fic 3: Reality (Finished)

Fan fic 4: Reunite (will not be continued)

Fan fic 5: Survive (Finished)

Fan fic 6: Oblivion (Finished)

Fan fic 7: One night (Short and Finished)

Fan fic 8: Empty by betrayal (Finished)

Fan fic 9: If not in this lifetime...

Fan fic 10: Lost and Found (Short and Finished)

Fan fic 11: Cause of pain (in progress...)

Side blog

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Almost Yours - One shot Jake x MC

I barely escaped. The taste of smoke lingered in my mouth, and my arms throbbed with pain—a brutal reminder of everything that happened.

I stumbled through the dark forest, shedding every ounce of weight I could. But my mind stayed locked on her. I couldn’t die, not without seeing her one last time. Not without feeling her.

I gasped for air. What the hell am I thinking? In the distance, sirens and helicopter blades cut through the night.

I found shelter in an old cabin at Duskwood’s edge. Moving any farther would’ve been suicide. Tearing my shirt, I wrapped it around my burned wrists, the fabric already soaking with sweat.

My vision blurred with fever. I swayed, ready to pass out—until I heard footsteps crunching the leaves outside.

The door creaked open. I pressed into the shadows, heart hammering against my ribs.

— Jake? — her voice, soft and desperate, cut through the fear.

Before I could answer, her golden hair brushed against my cheek. Heat flooded my chest. I reached for her without thinking.

Tears welled in her eyes as she took in the sight of me, wrecked and trembling.

— You look like hell, she whispered, voice shaking.

My hand found her face, rough fingertips tracing the line of her cheek, like I had dreamed of doing a thousand times before.

— It doesn’t matter now, I rasped. Pain, exhaustion, fear—they were meaningless. She was here. She was everything.

Her lips crashed into mine. The world fell away. There was only her—the taste of her mouth, the heat of her skin, the way she molded into me without hesitation.

Her fingers tangled in my hair, dragging me closer. I pressed her back against the rough wall, ignoring the fire in my wrists. I needed her. I needed more.

Time blurred. I felt her heartbeat under my palm, her breath mingling with mine. Our bodies aligned too perfectly, leaving no space between us.

I couldn’t stop the desperate, aching desire flooding through me.

When she finally pulled back, her lips were swollen, her eyes dark and full of mischief.

— Sorry… — I muttered, breathless, humiliated by how much I wanted her.

She chuckled, a teasing, wicked sound.

— You’re shaking, Jake, she whispered, trailing her fingers over my jaw.

Hearing my name from her lips made me dizzy.

I wanted to drag her back into that kiss, lose myself again. But before I could act . . .

Cold reality shattered the moment.

I woke up soaked in sweat, heart pounding.

— What...? — I gasped into the empty, broken silence.

No one was there. Only the fever burning through my body and the makeshift bandages stuck to my skin.

Loneliness wrapped around me like chains.

I touched the doorframe, half-hoping, like she would somehow appear.

But she was never here.

And I was still alone.

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Finally, a fanart of Jake with Hope! 🥺🤏❤️

They stayed home looking for a recipe to cook for Aunt Lilly's birthday, which everyone is preparing for the next day🤭

Since Hope is also my MC on Love and Deepspace, of course I had to include references 😆​

OH! And in this universe, they adopted a child 👀I'm sure some of you'll recognize him

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🎶My dear

You’re not so innocent.

So keep your judgement for someone else,

I’ve had enough🎶

I've been wanting to make a Duskwood video with this song for a long time, and sorry for the quality, I couldn't save it better, the program wouldn't let me 🥹

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Jake when Macie is with her male friends: 😌💤

Jake when Phil is around her: 🤬🔪

He knows perfectly well he can't be trusted 😆

Bonus

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It's the umpteenth time that I play this game, and it's the umpteenth time that this fictional man makes my heart beat like I was a teenager 🫠

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When Nymos shows up and there are options to say Jake's name and ask if he's okay because we think it's him in that chat since it might be dangerous to use his at the moment (and he's probably behind it all)

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𝗗𝗪 𝗕𝗼𝘆𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗰𝗰𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 "𝗕𝗮𝗯𝗲"

Characters: Jake, Richy, Dan, Thomas, Phil, Alan

Warnings: None, I guess. Phil got slightly suggestive but it's Phil so. Oh, and no beta read.

A/n: Hey, look what this is. A little, silly, headcanon thingy. What can I say? No idea how I came up with it. But I was bored. Don't expect too much. It's small and it's silly, as I said. Hope you like it anyway. 💚

𝗝𝗔𝗞𝗘

Oh boy, he would freeze on the spot and be unable to move.

He would stare at the table as if he could set it on fire with his eyes. Although he has clearly heard the nickname, his mind needs a few more moments until it has seeped through every cell of his body and the real meaning breaks over him.

You could swear the man is starting to shake with tension.

He is completely shocked that you give someone like him a pet name and indirectly express your feelings for him.

On the inside he explodes with joy and in his imagination a tear rolls over his cheek which he holds back in reality with everything he has.

Either way, he would be absolutely powerless against the crooked grin which is slowly creeping over his lips, so he does nothing but let it happen.

He has clenched his hands into fists and his cheeks turn slightly red in embarrassment but he has to hear it again.

"Can you repeat it?" he would whisper with broken voice.

You would of course repeat it and it would burn into his memory and he is one hundred percent sure that this is the most beautiful thing he has ever heard.

If possible his love for you would increases even further and if you would ask him right now to commit a murder for you then he would only ask which weapon you want him to use.

If he were to stand, his knees would probably give in and he would collapse.

He’s completely at your mercy.

𝗥𝗜𝗖𝗛𝗬

Pah, the hyperactive rubber ball would lose all composure.

He would look at you with the widest grin and you would be worried that his cheeks would tear open as much as he smiles at you.

He would wrap his arms around you to pull you happily in for a hug. Probably the hug is a little too tight.

He would kiss your forehead and then rattle down all the pet names he can think of to test what would be the best name for you and how it feels to pronounce it.

He would continue without interruption throughout the entire day.

𝗗𝗔𝗡

Pff, Dan is a macho.

That man would immediately start grinning like the greatest charmer and would tease you with it.

"Well, see, see, babe it is now, huh? Took long enough. But I’ve known for a very long time that you call me that every night in your dreams, I mean, how could you not"

He would smirk sinfully before placing his arm around your shoulder, pulling you closer to kiss you.

Then he would whisper "I love you too, babe" against your lips.

𝗧𝗛𝗢𝗠𝗔𝗦

What should happen? The guy’s a puppy through and through.

He would look at you like he was your pet and you just showed him his favorite little toy and he would be waiting for you to finally throw it so he can bring it back to you happily.

You can swear that you see his eyes getting a little wetter but he would say "I have something in my eye" to distract but you know of course that it’s just an excuse and would have to grin about it.

He would kiss you gently and tell you how much he loves you, of course not without also using a pet name for you.

In his head, however, he already plans that you both move into an apartment together, how you get married and have children and lead the happiest life until the end of your life.

𝗔𝗟𝗔𝗡

First of all, he would warn you and ask you how many times he has told you not to use his police radio at home to "call" him. He has a private phone with which you can make calls very well.

But then he would have to concentrate completely on not grinning broadly and would tell you that in his lunch break would come home so that you can continue talking there.

The rest of the shift he’d be a little grinning idiot no matter what case he’s working on.

After he came home, he would wink at you and confess how much he enjoyed you calling him that and telling you to always call him that.

Of course, you will do it with utmost pleasure. Of course, you'll be using the police radio.

𝗣𝗛𝗜𝗟

He would smile cheekily and answer you. But of course not without using the same pet name at the end of his sentence and emphasizing it extra strongly.

He would stop cleaning the bar to come around the counter grab you by your hips.

Of course he would kiss you and then whisper in your ear.

"Babe? That’s fucking hot, I think I can go home earlier tonight, the others can do the rest on their own. We should go home urgently."

It's obvious that he would wink at you.

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Author's note: So, here's the deal. I've committed another rather fluffy one-shot.

This was (kind of?) requested by amazing and awesome @julesisreading (and thank you for your little help, Jules! :))

Jake x MC // no warnings // one teeny-tiny spoiler (ep.10)

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"I'm not so sure about this," Jake mumbled, keeping a close eye on the woman in front of him as his eyes slowly moved down to that seemingly insignificant thing in her hand. With doubt and great uncertainty, he shifted from foot to foot, trying not to show her that it was stressing him out more than it should. She was standing close to him, much closer than the limits of his personal space would allow, yet he didn't dare to move away.

Because, if he liked it or not, he didn't really want to move away.

It was their second meeting. The first one went well, although Jake knew he had chickened out many times. Too many.

He never touched her. He didn't ask what he wanted to ask. He couldn't look into her eyes as long as he should have.

But, for some strange reason entirely unknown to him, she didn't mind it at all. Her kind eyes were full of patience. Constantly.

"I'll be gentle," she chuckled, a soft smile that appeared on her face made him swallow hard as a shiver went down his spine, "You haven't done this in a long time, have you? For a little too long, I'd say..."

Her head tilted, she raised her hand a little, but before she reached his dark hair, she stopped, a little embarrassed. She saw him flinch.

He didn't want to flinch like that, it was just a reflex. Inwardly, he scorned himself for it. He noticed how she flustered. How she took her hand back, abashed a little.

But she knew him.

She already knew Jake's perceptive eyes, as they were carefully watching every single one of her movements. She saw him analyzing everything, his face flickering with emotion he didn't want to show anybody.

The truth was, after so long, he missed the human touch. The problem was, he was used to being alone. He preferred being alone. He took pleasure in solitude. He liked it to such an extent that any public place, any meeting with a stranger, even a mere thought of it gave him a very unpleasant feeling of anxiety.

But a little while ago, all of a sudden, she appeared in his life. And suddenly, breaking his own rules, his own boundaries for her seemed easy.

'Easy' was not the right word for that. It seemed... possible.

"That's true, I haven't. It's been quite a while," Jake replied, rubbing the back of his neck nervously, "Sometimes... sometimes you need another person to get it right. And when someone lives a life like mine, you don't really have time or inclination for such... mundane activities. My mind is usually occupied with something different entirely."

She burst out laughing but immediately regretted it, covering her mouth with her hand. She realized the hacker said it in all seriousness. Thankfully, he didn't seem offended. He smiled slightly, a faint blush on his pale cheeks.

"I can imagine that. But do you trust me?" she asked. A tiny, warm spark appeared in Jake's heart.

A dangerous spark that he didn't really like.

No. He liked it. He was just scared of it.

Of course he trusted her. He trusted her like no one else before. From the very start he felt like he had known her forever. He trusted her completely. Absolutely. Without a single doubt. Only her. Almost like a madman.

He'd been called 'mad' many times in the past, but this was the first time he actually believed it. He almost chuckled thinking about that but stopped himself just in time.

He knew he had tendencies to exaggerate, to overthink, to overanalyze absolutely everything that was going on around him. Yet it seemed that this as well didn't bother her at all. Very unexpectedly, he felt like she had just... accepted him. All of him. Every single good and bad thing about him.

"I trust you. You know I do," Jake finally managed to answer, while she didn't take her eyes off him even for a split second, "But I don't know if that has anything to do with trust. Have you... ever done this before?"

She smiled innocently, the dim lights of his apartment bringing out the beauty in her, emphasizing those little dimples in her rosy cheeks.

"I have," she answered bluntly, "It's not that hard. But if you don't want me to... that's okay. I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable. You just mentioned the last time it was bothering you, so... "

That was the first time she took her eyes off him. She lowered her head a little angry at herself, because she knew she shouldn't push him that hard. The fact that they were standing so close to each other was enough for her. But something kept drawing them together and she didn't know how to make it easier for him.

"It's not like that," Jake answered quietly, his hand moved on his own, his fingers stopped just before he touched her upper arm, "I want you to. I would like to try it... with you."

This time he smiled on purpose. When his hand touched her skin, he shivered, but it wasn't unpleasant at all. On the contrary! It was as if her warmth had flowed through him, as if for that brief moment her body heat had merged with his.

"You really would?" she asked, her eyes, once again, fixed on him.

He didn't answer, not at first, anyway, getting lost in her eyes. Warm, kind eyes, hiding secrets that he undeniably wanted to be a part of. The eyes that he wanted to share all of his secrets with.

She saw his hesitation. She could see his absent-minded expression as he pondered the situation deeply. She certainly didn't want to put him in an awkward position... as much as she loved to challenge him. But she could barely keep herself from throwing her arms around his shoulders since their eyes had met for the first time that evening.

Yet, she managed not to do it. She knew what Jake was like. She realized a long time ago that this man in front of her didn't know how to get close to people. She only didn't know if it was fear or just his... morbid caution. But she knew that the hacker was slowly breaking all through everything restraining him... for her.

She could see how he analyzed every single world that had been said between them since the very beginning of this meeting. How he fought himself and his thoughts, his doubts.

His doubts?

As he sat on that chair in front of her, as she brushed his shoulders with her fingers... he knew he didn't have any doubts about her. He wanted her close. He wanted her, but... he didn't know how to achieve that. He didn't know how to...just be with someone. Not anymore. His past had changed him.

He held his breath as she stood right behind him. He tried his best to relax, but it was hard. Harder than it should be. He didn't like not being in control, he had to be able to see everything, and with her standing behind him... all his inner sensors were telling him: Watch out! Run! Protect yourself!

Everything changed as she slowly, carefully dug her fingers into his hair. His black hair that he hadn't cut in... months. Just like that his muscles let go. He closed his eyes and shut them tight. He clenched his jaw... he had to. Otherwise he would have given himself away.

Otherwise he would have sighed so loudly, desperately, hungry for her touch, he would turn around and pull her to him so quickly, he was afraid he'd startle her.

That small, innocent touch made him regret absolutely everything he'd done before. Or rather everything he hadn't done. That he didn't take her in his arms as soon as she came here. That he hadn't held her so tight that they both lost their breath. That he hadn't told her how beautiful she was. That he hadn't kissed her right away.

Then he almost laughed.

As if he actually dared to do that.

Damn it – Jake thought, holding back an annoyed growl - He already told her he loved her, for crying out loud! And she even answered him the same! So why was it all so hard in person?!

The hacker didn't know the answer to that.

She knew.

She knew what she could do and say around him. She knew what was making him shut down and what was making him talk. Open up. As her fingers ran through his slightly unkempt hair, she smiled. She heard him sigh quietly, his shoulders dropping as he surrendered to her touch.

"You have nice hair. So soft," Jake was barely able to hear her voice, still relying on her fingers roaming his hair, massaging the skin on his head, "I feel a little guilty I'm going to cut those guys. "

"That's—that's not the kind of thing you want to h-hear from a barber, do you?" the hacker said timidly, ending with a nervous chuckle.

"Oh? Even from your own, private barber?" Jake nearly jumped in his seat as he heard her voice very close to his ear.

"Ev—even from..." he stuttered, feeling a sudden disappointment when she moved her hands away, "I don't know. I've n-never— I... I wouldn't--"

Great...

He sounded like he had forgotten how to speak.

When they were texting each other, he never had such problems. He could always think over every word. Not exactly, but... it was definitely better than that!

He held his breath as she laughed out loud. The sound made him smile too, though. He didn't even realize it, but he was laughing with her almost immediately.

Well, he was laughing at himself. He was laughing out of build-up frustration. He was laughing with happiness. He was laughing because - damn it - she was there and she wanted to be there. With him.

She suddenly appeared in front of him, leaned forward, placed her hands on the armrests of his chair and looked him straight in the eye. Then, after a couple of long seconds, during which his mouth went all dry, she murmured, "So, are you ready, Jake?" she asked with a spark in her eyes, showing him the scissors in her hands again, "Are you willing to put yourself in my very capable hands?"

He knew she was testing him. Even when they chatted online, she liked to say things that left him speechless. Things that made his pale cheeks blush a little.

A little? Things that made him blush hard.

Thank god for those dim lights – he thought, although he was sure she'd noticed it.

He didn't like losing. This time he couldn't just log out. If it were a chat, he'd find some sorry excuse and he'd be gone. Like always.

"I am," the hacker replied with such confidence that he surprised even himself, so he decided to continue. To play her little game... as well as he could, "I am all yours."

She smiled with contentment. She was glad that he wasn't as closed off as he seemed before. She knew they were both exploring new territory and he was doing great.

She brushed her hand over his shoulder and stood behind him again. Her fingers dug into his hair once more, to his satisfaction. Before she cut the first strand, Jake stopped her. Then slowly, looking at her, he took off his black hoodie, folding it carefully and placing it on the table nearby.

He was just in his black T-shirt now.

She watched him with curiosity, because she knew very well that Jake's every move, every small gesture meant something more.

"Just don't cut it too short, eh?" he said, sitting back in his chair, looking up at her, brushing a strand of hair that had fallen over his face.

Jake felt her warm expression right in his chest, "You can always say 'stop', okay? If I go too far..."

He nodded eagerly, the corners of his mouth twitching lightly by themselves, and he didn't even feel himself smiling again.

He just wanted to feel her touch once more.

As individual strands of Jake's black hair began to fall to the ground, he felt lighter. It was as if with each subsequent cut, the weight he had on his shoulders simply disappeared... he simply felt closer to her.

He was closer to her.

With every move she made, he allowed himself to overthrow another rule. Another thing that kept him away from her. His hands gradually touched her waist as she faced him. He slowly moved them to her back as she shifted slightly closer, leaning in.

But she continued. She didn't lose her head. Little by little, she trimmed every unruly strand of his hair that he forgot to pay attention to for a long time.

Jake suddenly realized that it surprised him how oddly intimate this moment was for the two of them. Much more intimate than... anything he'd ever experienced before. The smell of her warm skin, or the feeling of her hands lightly brushing his neck, her breath in his face.

He got lost in it and he wasn't even sure if he wanted to go back. He gently wrapped his arms around her waist - so tenderly, you'd think they'd known each other their entire lives. He looked into her eyes, seeing not only her, but something else, something more, something unspoken, yet strangely obvious.

In fact, before her scissors made their last move, he held her in his arms, feeling under his fingers, for a change, not his computer keyboard, but the softness and warmth of her body. All the tension, all the awkwardness, all the fear - everything slowly disappeared. At that moment he finally found someone who accepted him for who he was. Just like that.

He closed his eyes, letting his mind and thoughts fly away, shut down for a short while that felt like an eternity. Still holding the scissors in her hands, she wrapped her arms around him. He could practically feel her heartbeat against his skin, and he was pretty sure she could feel his pounding heart as well.

He didn't care.

At that moment, everything he had feared, everything he wished he had done sooner, ceased to matter.

He broke all the rules for her that day. All of his restraints. All the walls he had carefully built around himself... they all simply came down. They didn't even make a single sound as they disappeared.

He allowed himself to snuggle into her neck when he felt she didn't mind. She chuckled, cuddling him, trying to hide her surprise.. They both realized that they were completely unnecessarily afraid of this closeness... because it seemed so natural to them, as if they were simply made for each other.

Like two pieces of a puzzle.

"Scratchy," she giggled nervously, feeling his face on her neck. His light, calm smile reassured her that everything was fine, "Maybe I should take care of your stubble as well."

"Tempting," Jake muttered, lightheaded suddenly, "I think like this idea."

"You do?"

"I do," he replied as she looked down, their lips so close, they were almost touching, "As I said to you before... I'm all yours."

He had never been so sure of anything in his life, as of those words back then.

She chuckled. Her cheerful voice turned into a sigh, as they finally closed that remaining distance between them.

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Thinking about the oneshot I made, more in the game when Jake says that we are the only person who makes him laugh, I can only think about what kind of partner he would be unknowingly looking for, someone with whom he could laugh at silly things, Of bad jokes, of silly little videos that made MC laugh and that he shared with him, of those imitations of hers that she tries to do with her voice, but she can't do it, of the small gestures that he sees as adorable in her when she's having fun doing what she likes.

He would understand that that is what he wants, someone who would give him that fun as a couple that he never found, the fun moments together.

He would take MC by the hands, smiling at her and in a soft voice say:

"Now I know what happiness is and that is when you make me laugh."