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I think it's interesting that we are in Jake's place now. In Duskwood, he was the one seeing the kidnapping of Hannah. Now, we are the ones who see Adam's kidnapping. (If he really is kidnapped. Something still feels fishy about it all) The very first call from Adam felt like this could have been the call between Hannah and Jake.
Am I the only one who has these vibes about that?
No, you're not the only one. It has the same vibes. Even if the situation is different, as you say.
I mean, I do think Adams is kidnapped but not in the classical sense with 'pressing a cloth over someone nose and pulling them into a black van'. I feel like someone really messed with his brain in any way. I don't know. But I still agree, it feels odd.
It definitely has similarities. We are the one who gets the calls and has to explain it to the others and tell them that something bad has happened. But we're more lucky than Jake because we're definitely more trustworthy. No, that's wrong, our appearance is more trustworthy.
We definitely changed places with him. He was the one who saw the first thing happening in Duskwood. Now we're the ones seeing the first thing in Moonvale.
I really like it this way. I would even say that I prefer it that way. It’s cool this time to experience and see everything first hand instead of just listening to the words of others. And like we saw with Jake, he never told us everything right away.. (Still hate this and I don't think it makes much sense). But in this way we get more information and can assess the situation and dangers even better.
I’m curious if this will be a topic in the side story between Jake and MC. In Duskwood we were able to say, one time or another, "Have you ever had to watch... ?" I really hope you can be a support. Or at least that we will hear his assessment of the situation.
Thank you a lot for sending in your ask and for sharing your thoughts with us. I really appreciate it. And I think, as long as it doesn't feel like a whole copy, it's very interesting to see the similarities or differences between Duskwood and Moonvale.
I hope you will have a fantastic day/evening/night. Take care of yourself and stay healthy and safe. 💚
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Mordecai x Jeremiah
1. Morjer
2. jercai
E. Moriah
4. jermor ("Official" one)
5. Caiiah
6. Iahcai
7. Jeor
8. Orje
9. Remo
10. Demia
11. Miade
12. Rede
Vicky x Scarlett
1. Vilett ("Official" one)
2. Vicar
3. Scarcky
4. Scarlvi
5. Ckylett
6. Ckarl
7. Cornflower
Burt x Adam (Visibly struggling)
1. Burad
2. Adurt
3. Adbu
4. Adart
5. Buda
6. Applecorn ("Official" one)
Abel x Ezekiel
1. Abez
2. Ezel
3. Ezab
4. Elez
5. Abekiel
6. Eliel
7. Ezabek
8. DogDemon ("Official" one)
Danny x Micah
1. Danmi
2. Nycah
3. Danah
4. Midan ("Official" one)
5. Cahdan
6. Miny
7. Dami
8. Mianny
9. Ahdan
Gabriel x Hannah x Matt
1. Gahatt ("Official" one)
2. Brienahma
3. Ielnaat
4. Abhanma
5. Rielhamat
6. Gaannatt
7. Abrianma
8. Rihanmat
9. Gabrihanma
10. Brielnahatt
11. Ganama {Sounds like a state tbh}
12. Brhama
(Don't ship it, didn't take off, but idk, take it) Eli x Josiah
1. Eliah
2. Lisiah
3. Josli ("Official" one)
4. Eljo
5. Joel
6. Iahli
7. Liiah
8. Josel
Kit x Malachai
Mit ("Official" one)
2. Kalachai
3. Maki
4. Malit
5. Kichai
6. Kimal
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mini me || lucy bronze x reader ||
you find your place playing soccer, just like your mother had.
lucy couldn't believe how nervous she was sitting in the car park. it was the end of your first youth camp with england. she had wanted to greet you on the field, but you had been adamant about not making a scene. you were a lot like your mother in a lot of ways, people frequently joking that you were actually her clone. you wanted to make a name for yourself at this camp, and if lucy was always hanging around, you wouldn't have been able to.
you had a tendency to be shy and quiet, always keeping to yourself. it was why you hadn't made many friends while in barcelona. you were brilliant, and took the language expertly, but despite your almost natural fluency, you hadn't spoken to many people. that was why lucy's heart swelled at the sight of you laughing with some of the other girls while you walked out from the training area.
"hi mum," you greeted as you got into the car. you had obviously just come from the showers, your hair dripping slightly onto your shoulders. she could see little droplets over your last name on the back of your shirt, something that always filled her with pride.
"hey lovey, how was practice?" lucy asked you. you just sort of shrugged the question off. it wasn't in the same, somewhat dodgy way you had back in spain or france, but rather in the way that lucy would have whenever she was your age. football was one of the few things that lucy felt like the two of you had in common. you were secretive with your interests, only becoming more so when lucy tried to pry. "come on, give me something lovey."
"it was good, scored a couple goals. they're gonna put me up front next game, just to see how i do," you told her. lucy hummed as she waited for you to put your seatbelt on. you were a bit nervous to tell your mom about the position change. she had been talking about you taking her spot as a defender since you were old enough to walk.
"you'll do fine, don't worry about it. you're a bronze, we're good anywhere on the field." lucy reached out and patted your knee. you let out a small sigh of relief as she started the car up again. the drive home was quiet, but at least she wasn't mad about you changing positions. all you wanted to do was make your mother proud.
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"damn it!" you punched at the ground as another run was thwarted by your opponents. coming forward had been going well for you, but this game was different. the swedish girls had been playing it defensively, and you hadn't been able to fully make a break for it yet. both teams had scored, but you needed that extra point. your mum had dropped everything to come see you play, even flying out some of her former barcelona and lyon teammates to watch the game.
"hey, it's okay. don't lose your head mate." the reminder from your teammate was welcome. she held her hand out for you to take, and despite wanting to seem strong on your own, you accepted her help. riley was definitely your best friend on the team, the two of you being closer with each other than anybody else.
in the months since you joined up with the youth team, you had made quite a few friends. every other weekend you and riley were hanging out. she was signed to tottenham's youth academy, whereas you had gone to chelsea's. still, the two of you trained together and were each other's biggest supporters. lucy was glad that after years of being a loner you had finally found a good group of friends that obviously loved and cared about you.
"they're giving you a penalty. make it count," riley whispered into your ear. you swallowed down your nerves and took the spot. you took a deep breath and remembered what you had gone over at your last couple training sessions. lucy had let you train penalties with zecira and hannah, who definitely didn't go easy on you.
in that moment, you were grateful for the extra help. you reminded yourself of the little tips and tricks they had given you. somewhere in the audience, they were sitting and watching you. you were pretty sure that all of chelsea was there for you, every member of your mum's team there to support you like you were one of them. one day, you would proudly wear that blue jersey, but today, you were here to show the world the future of the lionesses. you kept your head up as you sprinted towards the ball and kicked your shot off.
"oh my god!" your teammates rushed to surround you. there was still enough time for sweden to score again if they really pressed, but defensively, your team was ready for them. sweden pushed and pushed, but in the end, you stood with your team as you lifted up a trophy.
"hey lovey," lucy greeted you with a tight hug. you were still quite a bit smaller than her, but she swore that you were still growing every single day. ona stood next to her, now a solid two inches shorter than you. "that was amazing. i'm so proud of you."
"muy bien," ona echoed your mother's sentiments. you moved to hug her tightly, not letting go of the woman who had become like a second mother to you. she was still in barcelona, only occasionally making trips up to see you and your mother. with you starting school up again, it was hard to find time to go down to spain for visits. "i have missed watching you play."
"i told you how good she's been getting. just wait until the ballon d'or nominations start rolling in," lucy said as she put her arm around your shoulders. all of their words made you feel warm and fuzzy inside. you had no shortage of love and attention from your mum, but this felt different. you had been trying to distance yourself a bit from the pressure that came with being a bronze, and incidentally distanced yourself from her completely.
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