#duskwood thomas x mc

[hacked-by-jake]

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.

[ntoraplayschoices]

Duskwood after episode ten(Spoilers)

SPOILERS FOR EPISODE TEN!DONT READ THIS IF YOU HAVENT PLAYED IT YET,THANK YOUUU

 Author's note:Hello everyone!I hope you're all doing well!

The finale left me speechless man :') there's also a lot of angst and feelings going on with the identity of who the man without a face is,and eventhough most of us were suspicious of Richy,it still hurt :')

So I wrote this!Hopefully you'll enjoy.

 A you can probably understabnd,titles aren’t my forte.

Richy's relationship with MC can be both platonic or romantic,and  MC is gender neutral.

Enjoy! :)

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   Your eyes stared at the screen for what felt like hours.You could hear your heart pumping loudly and your fingers hurting from how tightly you held your phone.You tried to swallow but you barely managed-the lump in your throat was to thank.

Too much was happening too fast and you found it difficult to manage.Richy being the man without a face and also having to watch Jessy-a person you grew to care for and love- sob at the revelation.Richy's words and Jessy's cries echoed in your mind.The screen had gone black.

Nothing.

You found yourself looking at your reflection briefly.What were you supposed to do?This time you had no "lead" and no one to follow.You were truly on your own,as you guessed Jessy wasn't in a position to explain-but neither were you .

Richy.Richy.A person you grew to laugh with,to talk with,to care for...A person you'd trust with your life.

You bitterly laughed at the irony.The person you would trust with your life was probably the same person who wouldn't hesitate to take it.

"God," you mumbled as you buried your head in your knees.

How could he do such a thing?How could he lie to you like that-God all those lies...

How he trusted you,how he cared for your wellbeing-how he felt sorry for you.

You laughed bitterly once more,throwing your head back.

How he faked his death.How you felt responsible,how you cried and cried for what seemed like hours.

How easy was it for him?

A sour expression took over your face.

You raised your hand and looked at the screen.

You wanted to open it and give Richy a piece of your mind-he made you feel used,betrayed and overall like a piece of trash.

You wanted to make him feel like you did.

You wanted to degrade him,to insult him,to make him feel as horrible as you did!

But something held you back.You cursed at yourself and threw your head back again,closing your eyes.

You felt your eyes burn and your throat tightening.You tried to take some breaths in but that didn't help.Soon a sob escaped your mouth-and then another.The tears flowed freely.

How could he do this to you?

You thought you were friends.

Did he ever even consider you his friend?Even for a minute?Did he care about you?

A loud sound left your lips as you found yourself leaning on the floor.

He must have hated you since you joined and started investigating.

You winced and shut your eyes,more sobs escaping your mouth.

He never cared about you.It was all fake.The only way to characterise his behaviour is to call it sadistic,maybe he enjoys hurting people and that's why he befriended you.So he could see you fall apart.

That was the only reasonable explanation.

You threw your phone across the room.It made a loud sound as it collided with the furniture-or the wall,you didn't really pay any attention to where it fell.You were more focused on calling Richy any name that existed on earth,from "traitor" to other words that had never left your lips before.

You wanted to hate him so much but for some reason you couldn't.

You leaned on the floor,sobbing as the tears fell from your eyes freely.

Richy was someone you loved to joke around with,to talk with,to care for.He grew to be someone special to you,he made you care about him,just so he could make this hurt much more than it should!

You tried to breath properly but it just wasn't happening.Your breaths were short and uneven.

How could he do this to you?How could he lie like this to you?To everyone,to Jessy-Oh God Jessy!

You groaned and placed your head in your palms,rubbing your cheeks and forehead.You crawled across the room-not feeling like standing up- and grabbed your phone.You cursed under your breath at the shattered screen but unlocked your phone and tapped on Jessy's contact.

"Why is Richy online?"

You shut your eyes as a wave of new tears tried to spill and put a hand over your mouth in an attempt to hold back your sobs,however nothing worked. Jessy's last text,her reaction and her words returned.Your phone fell next to you.

You were sobbing and shaking,at this point not caring how loud you were.You imagined Jessy to be in the same state as you,something that hurt you even more.Jessy didn't deserve this-none of them did.

You breaths were unsteady and short.

How would you manage to tell them?

Another sob left your lips as you leaned on the floor.

You could imagine countless conversations with you revealing the man without a face's identity to your friends and your heart clenched more and more thinking about it.You didn't have the strength to do it-at least not now.

The idea of Richy-your sweet friend Richy being behind the kidnapping,the threatening phone calls,the fear and anxiety while he was also the man who eased your fears and worries,the one who could put a smile on your face was something you struggled to understand,even after seeing him take his mask off in front of you.

Maybe he was threatened by the man without a face to say everything?

You quickly shrugged the thought off,even now you tried to find a way to excuse him.

His lies and hypocrisy made your stomach turn once more.

The thought of him hurting you made you freeze.He had invited you as the man without a face to see him.What would he have done?

You felt your throat tighten once more and continued to cry uncontrollably.

It was clear to you that he didn't care about you one bit,everything was an elaborate lie to get you to like and trust him.Thinking back to your conversations,as painful as it was and despite how thoughtful he appeared to be,you could now see everything was obvious.You just did not want to believe it.

You rubbed your nose with the back of your hand,trying to calm yourself down.You took a few breaths and felt your heartbeat slowing down,beating in a much more natural rhythm.

However,as soon as your phone's screen started to lit up,everything changed.

 Dan

Hey uh...I called Jessy and she said something about Richy but couldn't really finish her sentence?You know anything?

 Your hand trembled as you tapped on his contact.

What makes you think I would know?

You stalled.You weren't sure you were ready to say it to anyone,it would feel much more real that way and you definitely weren't ready for it to become a new,accepted reality.

Dan's message made your lips curve up ever so slightly.

Come on boo,you always know everything

As soon as the fact you'd have to reply  came back,you took in a shaky breath.

I'm sorry.

That's the only thing that came out.Dan's response was simple,just a question mark.The answer though would have to be much more complicated to type out than a mere question mark.

It was Richy

Your eyes started to hurt.For a few seconds,silence.

Then,you heard your phone ringing.With a deep-and trembling- breath,you accepted the call.

"Hey Dan," you didn't know what else to say but hey.So you smiled,not bothering to make it look like an actual smile.

"What do you mean it was Richy?" he was unconsciously -or not- pretending to not understand and that made your work much more difficult.Yet you didn't blame him.You would have done the same if the man hadn't called you himself.

"He was the one behind everything Dan" you gave up,fresh tears started building up in your eyes and your shoulders fell."He kidnapped Hannah,stalked you,the one who followed Cleo,the one who-" you found yourself stopping,your throat tight as ever.You looked upwards,trying not to cry in front of the man.However your voice betrayed you.

"He's the one who attacked Jessy and threatened us and-" you couldn't speak anymore,your hand covered your face.Dan didn't react,not in a way you could hear him at least.

"That bastard," it came out what felt like hours of a long silence between you and for some reason,you chuckled while wiping your tears and finally looking up at him.

"Yeah,"

He was looking to the side.You guessed it was because he was trying to understand every word you said,and you thought there were tears in his eyes.

Aha.When he turned towards you,there was an unnatural glint to them.

"He's the one who messed with my car?" he asked,his voice low yet small and fragile.You shook your head."No,he said he didn't mess with your car.He didn't kill Amy either.At least not directly,he-"

Dan punching something next to you made you flinch and stop.

He cursed under his breath repeatedly before remembering you're also there.

"Sorry MC.I need-fuck," he chuckled dryly. "I don't know what.Probably a drink or two or twenty to-" he swallowed,"-to ...yeah," with that,he hang up.

You remained there,staring at the screen again.However this time not for long.You got a text from Thomas,which you opened hurriedly.

"MC.You have to see this" you read.You frowned,did he wanna show you something about Richy too?Anxiety settled again.

The picture that came soon after made you breath short breaths again.It was the mine,you thought.On fire.

I'm sorry.

Your immediate reaction was to text Jake,rushing to let him now and to get out of there quickly.However nothing went through.You run your hand through your hair and started kicking the floor with pathos.

After a while you thought to text Richy.Maybe a wrong  move,stupid even,but you felt like you had to.

No response.

You shut your eyes,wishing for everything to be a very realistic nightmare.

Minutes felt like days passing as you sat there,on the floor,leaning on something-you hadn't noticed what it was- behind you.However,your screen lighting up and your notification pulled you out of your state of... yeah,that.

It was Thomas again.

He's fine,he got out.

Your heart jumped and you grinned at the news.

Jake?, you asked to confirm.Thomas's text came almost immediately after.

Yes.

You grinned and thanked everyone out there for Jake's safe return.

However,Thomas's next message left you with very mixed feelings.

Richy too.

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P.S. word decided to crash :') it's fine now though,thankfully I just had to rewrite certain parts and not the whole story.

I do not really believe the "Jake saved Richy" theory but  it would be -really- cool if it's true and it serves my idea better so :') I hope you enjoyed.

Go listen to walls-not like actual walls,like  go listen to the song-,snack and drink water now :)

Thanks for reading!

Have a good day/evening/afternoon/night !

[ameliawarnerr]

Pov: Lilly needs dating advice + jealous Jake as bonus

Lilly: Do you think I should say yes to him?

MC: YES!

Cleo: What? No! He didn't even ask you. He straight out told you to come at whatever restaurant. You deserve better.

MC: No but his exact words were and I quote, “Lilly, if there's any chance that you are going say no, then it's not a question. You are coming on a date with me.”

Jessy: I’m sorry MC, but I agree with Cleo on this one. He should give a choice you know.

MC: Well, she can still say no, right? So it's still a choice. Why are you guys totally missing out the point that he is SO desperate for her!

Dan: Uhm, is this a "girls talk" or are we guys allowed to say anything?

Cleo: No, you are not. Shutup.

Lilly: Guys, I'm dying here. I don't know what to doooo

MC: See, guys. I never wanted to rub it in your faces but I'm the only girl with a relationship in this gc so Lilly, you know who you must listen to.

Jessy: Really, MC? That's how Jake asked YOU out?

Jake: Jessica, I’d like if you don't drag me into this.

Jessy: I didn't drag you, Jake. MC did.

MC: I'm just helping Lilly make the right decision. You guys are being too hard on this guy. My man is so desperate he might be dying rn

Jake: My man?

MC: Figure of speech, Jake, don't distract me. I'm trying to win an argument here.

Cleo: Guys, we are wasting the time. Lilly is supposed give him an answer.

Lilly: Okay, everyone. Shut up. We’ll put this up for a vote. Guys can vote too. Yes or no

Cleo: No

Jessy: No

MC: Yes

Lilly: Dan?

MC: Yes, Dan, what you say?

Dan: Uhm....yes?

MC: Yep. Right answer.

MC: Thomas? Is it a YES or a no?

Thomas: Yes, ig.

Cleo: MC is scaring the guys!

MC: Oh come on, they are grown ass men

Lilly: I don't have time for this. Jake? If you say yes, it's a clear majority. But if you say no, then we’d have to ask one more person

Jake: I think no matter how desperate he is, he should have still asked. Rather than tell you.

MC: JAKE?!

Cleo: hahahahhaha

Jessy: wjjwkjjw hahahah omg

MC: Alright, children. We need a deciding vote. And who could be better than a man who owns a bar and have known more women than anybody here?

Dan: Please don't say Phil

MC: Phil MF Hawkins, who else.

MC added Phil to the groupchat

Phil: Hi?

MC: Hey, sweetheart. We have a situation and you need to vote either yes or no. The situation: In desperation, a guy told lilly to go out with him rather than asking her, which clearly isn't a big deal. Should she go or not?

Phil: I mean, if a girl did that to me, I’d say yes

MC: YES!

Phil: That’s what you wanted me to say? :)

MC: You are so much more insightful than most people in this gc, Phil.

Jake kicked out Phil

Dan: Thank you!

Jake to MC

Jake: We need to talk.

MC: I’m sorry. Are you TELLING me that we need to talk rather than ASKING me if I want to talk?

MC: I’m afraid I’d have to say no

(oneshot in continuation to this particular conversation coming soon 😏😏)

[satveek]

Jake x MC ~~Hacked.

MC: When will you teach me hacking? Jake: When will you teach me hacking? MC: Are you copying me? Jake: No, I really want to learn hacking. MC: I don't know how to hack. Aren't you the hacker? Do you even know that Hannah's friend still call you hacker? Jake: If you don't know how to hack then how did you hacked me? MC: I, when? Jake: The moment you interacted with me for the first time. MC: No, I didn't hack you. Jake: You hacked my heart. It always crave for you. Mc: *Blushes* Don't make me speechless. Jake: I will. *Kisses MC* *Extra blushes*

[yubiina]

The long awaited Duskwood x Moonvale trailer is FINALLY DONE. I'm sorry it took me long it was so hard finding the right clips that set the mood for the type of edit I wanted I got completely blocked at some point 🧍‍♀️

(Also want to mention none of these clips and music is originally mine, all except Jake's voicemail. Please don't chare on any other platforms other than on tumblr without ny permission, thank u <3)

Enjoy! ♡

(I recommend u wear earphones for the best experience)

[incorrectnessduskwood]

Jessy: If I fall… Lilly: I’ll be there to catch you. MC: *looks at Jake* What if I fall? Jake: Then I’ll fall with you, never leaving your side. Thomas: *watches these two interactions* Thomas, to Dan: And if I fall? Dan: I’ll be the one who pushed you.

[giu-world]

MC: My boyfriend is too tall for me to kiss him on the lips. What should I do?

Alan: Punch him in the stomach. Then, when he doubles over in pain, kiss him.

Thomas: Tackle him.

Dan: Kick him in the shin.

Jake: Don't do anything to all of those. Just ask me to lean down.

[reality-exodus]

Broken promises

Ch. 1 Lost and Found

Pairing: M/c x Jake, Words: 1280 Summary: What if m/c went to the Grimrock mines to warn Jake of the police?

I had promised him I wouldn’t go but he tricked me, I would have gone to the mines just like Michael Hanson requested, however Jake has other plans.  I must admit it was really sweet that the group had asked of me not go. Well only Thomas encouraged me to do so. I am obviously not mad at him, I could understand how he was feeling, the devastation and the fear that was dominating him when it came to Hannah.

I was so scared, Jake kept talking to me, keeping me updated on what was going on in the tunnels, what he was seeing. He kept texting every motion he would make even though the signal was getting weaker and weaker until he said someone was coming and went offline. I felt my knees go weaker at the thought of the culprit getting to him, I haven’t even seen his face but in my head, my last call with Richy keeps repeating, this time though it is Jake who falls in blood. God! I don’t even know his face and yet I don’t want to lose him.

Once I realized Bloomgate was on his way there I picked up my stuff and took my bike on the mines as well. I was most likely going to be late, nonetheless I was unable to sit down and just wait for Jake’s reply. I was staying at the motel. No one was aware of that not even the man without a face apparently or perhaps he realized only now.

I was riding as fast as I could, my eyes fixed on the road, taking small breaks only to stare at the navigator of Duskwood made sure I had on my device. Suddenly my phone rang… I was Alan Bloomgate.

“Hello, Nellie… I have gotten to the tunnels of the mines” He sounded older than it felt on the text messages.

“Owo, good job chief. How did you find this information all by yourself?” I asked making sure the mock and sarcasm in my voice was distinctively highlighted.

“You did a good job.” He spoke up and then gasped, there was a pause in his voice “There is a room full of files, archives. And there are pictures of all your friends…” He told me.

“Really Sherlock? Maybe there’s an envelope with my name a big sign saying revenge and plethora of raven graffiti?” I wondered and panted lightly, the freezing breeze of December was hitting my skin like many small stab wounds. It was Christmas and I was probably riding my bike to my death. I hoped that Alan wouldn’t notice the back ground noise of my bike and my dragged breathing.

“How do you know?” he asked me, his tone surprised. I was rather satisfied that he didn’t see many of these facts coming.

“That’s what we wanted you to see at the Hanson old residence.” I explained and braked abruptly.

“Are you outside?” He asked me and I didn’t reply. “If you are thinking of coming here, change mindset, it is too dangerous.” He started off.

“Too late for that chief.” I spoke and parked my bike. I was wearing heavy clothes that wouldn’t allow me to move freely, I kept my beanie and scarf. “the culprit threatens me quiet sometime now and today he told me that he would let the two go if I came at Grimmrock waterfall…” I unriddled my ponders leaving Jake out of my speech, he was already in there somewhere. I was in danger running towards a trap and all I could think of is how close we are to each other for the first time.

I strolled over the area, it was a really impressive and beautiful place, I was to the place I was supposed to meet with Micheal Hanson but he seemed nowhere around, I had started shivering without really realizing it.

“There’s someone there.” Alan said and his voice got quieter.

“Be careful, do not shoot…Can you hear me?” I asked as I saw the screen glitching. The damn reception of that place… I forgot where I was standing, I was only scared that he would fall face to face with Jake.  I raised my gaze to see the culprit 50 meters away from just staring blankly and I gulped.

“Mrs. Donford.” Alan exclaimed and I looked at the screen. He had found Hannah.

“Find Richy” said she immediately before the call was over.

“Notifying the police wasn’t part of the plan.” The man without a face said, his voice still altered.

“Many things were not in the plan and yet, here we are, aren’t we?” I asked and hoped to stall him as long as I could so the rest would come out of the mines and find me.

‘Bloomgate found Hannah, she is safe...’

‘And I am standing face to face with our cute little legend.’  I texted the groupchat and I saw everyone coming online immediately.

‘What do you mean?’ Lilly asked.

‘Awe some one ran out of braincells, Nellie, WHAT THE HECK?’ Dan texted.

‘Get out of there’ Cleo was next.

‘Please, please, please, Nellie, you can still leave… There’s Jake and now the police too.’ Jessy tried convincing me and I sighed.

‘Nellie where are you?’ Lilly asked as I couldn’t reply at that point, the legend was laughing but thankfully not walking, he kept the distance between us and this offered me some sense of security that I couldn’t really explain.

‘Answer, please don’t scare us like that’ Jessy added.

‘Guys give her time.’ Thomas tried to be the common sense .

“What do you want from me?” I yelled loudly as this staring contest was unnerving me, I made sure to press voice record and sent it to the groupchat. “Why did you involve me?” I yelled even louder. However, he seemed unphased. “You are scared of me, but I do not know why… I only came here for two months and suddenly I am tangled in this mess because of you… You just stand there… You want to scare me? Well congratulations you’ve made it…”

“You see, this mine stopped operating after a great explosion, many innocent people died back in the day, therefore the cause of the explosion isn’t still known… This is how it works, explosion usually has causalties.” He spoke and I inhaled deeply.

“You didn’t…” I breathed out in disbelief.

“Or maybe I did.” He said and I felt wings on my legs as I sprinted down the entrance and I saw him chase after me when Alan’s voice was heard and maybe a few shots. I don’t know if he was still after me. I soon found myself on the ladder Jake showed me and started climbing down, if he was after me he would have made it to the entrance cut down the ladder and I would already be dead… Right?

“Jake!” I exclaimed and my voice echoed all through the tunnels. I started running and running I was lost by now. My phone bombardised with concerned messages while I was looking everywhere for him or the explosives. Not that I would know what to do with them.

I was out of breath, I have no idea how long I have been running around those tunnels, it must have been twenty minutes and I was in denial. I was lost. I paused in a fork path and took a deep breath when I heard a crack from the floor and I felt a pair of hands pulling me on a narrow tunnel. I was out of breath I felt a pair of hands pulling me on a narrow tunnel. It was over my mouth and pressed over my neck. I couldn’t escape or scream… I froze.

A/N: Hey, I replayed the whole game and I feel pretty confident into staritng a small fic again. There will potentially be more chapters on the way. I accept requests of duskwood characters and I would also appreciate your opinion.

Have a great day:)

Yours, silvermist

[lyon-amore]

Looking forward to talking to Jake again

Looking forward to meeting our friends again

Looking forward to meeting the new ones

Looking foward to investigate again

Looking foward to theorize

Looking foward to cry, to laugh, to be surprise

Looking forward to playing Moonvale

[duskwoodgirl4life]

MC: Jake could you help me

Jake: sure, what is it MC?

MC: I need you to hide me

Jake: can I ask why?

MC: because I accidentally broke Dan's bottle of Jack Daniels

*Jake hides MC*

Dan: okay who broke my Jack Daniels?!

Dan scans the room, I know it was you Thomas

Thomas: what the actual hell....

*MC giggles as Thomas is being blamed, she comes out from behind Jake*

MC: Thomas how could you!

Thomas: What the fuck?!

[hiramaris]

Dusk til Dawn

Part 14

Summary: Following Episode 9. And spoilers for Episode 10. 

Author’s note: As Episode 10 is just released I just want to say heads up for those who are not yet finished. Completing the game without spoilers really made a difference, and as much as possible I want everyone to experience that. And for those finished, I’ll gladly welcome you to my domain where MC took a different route.

Disclaimer:  I do not own Duskwood or any of the related characters. Duskwood is created by and owned by Everbyte Studio. This fanfiction is intended for entertainment only. I am not making any profit from this story. All rights of the original Duskwood story belong to Everbyte Studio.

Warning: Mentions of blood, suicide, violence, pedophiles, drugs, gun, murder, sex offenders, kidnapping

gif from weheartit.com

“Officer Alan! The stream was cut off! And the hatch won’t open!”

“What?! Miss Donfort and Y/n are still there! Go force it open!” Alan was barking orders. From sending more paramedics and firefighters to talking with the newly arrived FBI.

“The fire is spreading fast! Hurry up!”

Urgent shouts filled the air.

Lilly couldn’t comprehend anymore what was happening around her. One moment they were still inside the cabin panicking about Jake and Y/n’s lack of updates since they descended from the shaft and then Jessy got a call from an agent who claimed she was Y/n’s subordinate. Not long after, they were all escorted inside a vehicle along with the rest of Y/n’s squad.

They couldn’t understand what was happening. Why was the FBI here? Did Y/n contact them to finally capture Jake? But that’s unlikely, you would never do that to him. So just why?

The woman who contacted Jessy must have noticed the look of confusion among their group and began to explain. “Our Chief likes to do everything on their own. You can imagine how stressful that might be for our squad,” Agent Hartmann chuckled wryly. “But they mean well. We just wish they'd allow us to help more. After all, we're a team.” Her gaze hardened. “Now Chief L/n needs our help more than ever. That’s why we are here.”

“Did Y/n inform you of their location?” Cleo voiced the question that was likely on everyone's mind.

The raven-haired agent shook her head, her expression serious. “We tracked them.” She motioned all five of them to follow her to the back of the vehicle to see loads of computers and gadgets set up to perfection. If Lilly were to imagine Jake’s setup, it would probably look like this. “Did you finally manage to breach into our culprit’s laptop, Aerith?”

A redheaded woman swiveled her chair to face them, fingers dancing across the keyboard as she worked on her screens. “Affirmative,” she confirmed before returning to her task. “The guy doesn't even have a password on his computer. Seriously, who does that?” She scoffed as she manipulated the keyboards, bringing up multiple camera feeds. One screen displayed a blinking red dot on what appeared to be a map—presumably Y/n's location.

However, it was one particular monitor that seized their attention, and Lilly's heart sank at the sight.

A hand suddenly clutched Lilly's shoulder. “Lilly…” Jessy's voice trembled as she whispered, her eyes fixed on the monitor. “Why is Richy pointing a gun at Y/n?”

Agent Hartmann swiftly made her way to the driver's seat, her urgency palpable. “Viktor, we need to hurry!”

A loud screech of tires brought Lilly back to the present moment as another vehicle came to a sudden halt, and she strained to see through the commotion. Lilly could see Agent Hartmann, who had been in a heated discussion with Alan for a while, go pale as a tall figure emerged from the vehicle. The man was easily surrounded by men wearing the same uniform as Y/n's squad.

It didn't take long for her to realize that this must be the Director they had mentioned earlier. His presence seemed to command attention effortlessly.

Identifying him was not difficult. His deliberate, measured steps and the pristine condition of his black suit, along with his impeccably styled blonde hair, marked him as a man of authority. Even without doing anything, an aura of power seemed to radiate from him.

Shit. Lilly's mind raced. What could the Director be doing here? Her anxiety surged as she watched the unfolding scene.

Not long after, a gunshot rang out, followed by the harsh, echoing sound of metal striking the ground. The men who had been gathered around the hatch, attempting to force it open earlier, scattered to the sides.

Smoke rose from the newly opened hatch, obscuring the view. However, through the haze, the unmistakable silhouettes of two figures can be seen.

Tears welled up in Lilly's eyes, and all the emotions she had been trying to hold back since the FBI had dropped them off overwhelmed her. She watched, her heart pounding, as Hannah and you emerged from the hatch. You held a Glock in your other hand, which you had probably used to open the hatch, while your other arm was wrapped around Hannah's shoulders as she helped you walk.

However, before they could race toward the two of you, you were both escorted to the paramedics. The men surrounding the Director began to disperse and held Lilly and the others back, preventing them from approaching your location.

“Let me go!” Thomas bellows as he struggles to get past the agent. “Hannah! Hannah!” But the man didn’t budge. Thomas yanks him by his collar. “That’s my girlfriend!”

The agent, maintaining a stern demeanor, responded, “we understand, sir. But we can’t let you in just yet. Especially Chief Y/l/n is gravely injured.”

“B-but…” Jessy sniffed. She has been crying nonstop since they arrived here. “You already forbid us to see Richy and Jake. Now Hannah and Y/n?!”

“Ma’am, you need to understand.” The agent prompted indifferently. “Three of them are injured and Miss Donfort is still shaken up. So, please. Just give us a moment. We will let you see them once we’re through.”

“Damn,” Dan mutters, his shoulder slumping.

“We understand, sir,” Cleo responded, her voice cracking didn’t go unnoticed by Lilly.

Cleo urges them to back up a bit to the side despite the general protests from the gang. It was significantly far from Y/n and Hannah’s position, but they could still see them from here. Lilly is glad that despite the situation, Cleo was able to keep a level head which is exactly what the group needs right now because honestly speaking? Lilly is on the verge of going to her sister herself.

“Unfucking believable.” Dan rasped out.

“We need to calm down, okay?” Cleo faced them. “The more we resist, the more they won’t allow us to see them.”

“I just don’t understand!” Thomas couldn't contain his frustration. He covered his face with his hand, voice strained, “Why can’t they just let us see them? We’re not just some bystanders! For god’s sake, Hannah’s sister is here, too! At the very least, they should have let Hannah see Lilly!”

Lilly began to zone out as her eyes focused on where Hannah and you were. She can see your squad dotting on you as they carry you to the paramedics. Lilly’s mouth went dry as she noticed the numerous bruises and cuts on your body. And with your clothes being black, it's hard to make out any other wounds beneath them but the droplets of blood trickling down on the ground from what seems to be a wound on your abdomen already tells her you have a serious wound.

And Hannah…

Hannah seemed to be okay. Apart from her smoke-etched face and slight scratches from her arms, there don’t seem to be any noticeable wounds on her. Thank God.

But the look of sheer horror is written all over her face. She looked emotionally wrecked. The blanket and what seemed to be a mug of warm drink did little to Hannah’s shaking form. She had stopped crying, but her eyes were puffy and grim as she focused her sole attention on Y/n as the paramedics began to treat their wounds. If Hannah had noticed Lilly and the group, she didn’t show; not daring them any single glance.

Hannah’s still shaken; Lilly noted. Who wouldn’t? What happened down there was fucked up. And despite the irresistible urge to approach their place, Lilly knew deep down they wouldn’t be able to give much help.

****

It felt like ages before any of these people acknowledged their group. Jessy only allowed herself to breathe freely when she saw you stand up from the stretcher. The paramedics had you remove your shirt to treat your wounds, and now your whole torso was almost covered by gauze. There was still a glaring red stain on your right side despite the blood being stopped by the bandages. Your head was also wrapped with bandages, but the dried blood from the side of your head had been cleaned now. You seemed okay now, too, better than earlier when Jessy had almost thought you weren't breathing at all.

Once Agent Hartmann gave them the signal, Jessy practically raced towards you. You only have seconds to react on time when Jessy’s body collided with yours in a searing embrace. It didn’t last longer than she would have preferred because she heard you groan in pain, only realizing she held you a little too tight, earning one member of the paramedics to admonish her.

“I’m okay, I’m okay…” you managed to say amid grunts as you gently pulled her back into your arms. Jessy is careful now to not put any pressure on your wounds.

“Damn, Y/n!” Dan made a move to slap you lightly on your arm, but Jessy swatted his hands away, daring him to continue. “Geez, I just want to praise them.”

After ensuring you were okay, Jessy turned her attention to Hannah, who throughout the whole ordeal remained staring from the distance. Even when Lilly, Thomas, and Cleo tried to embrace her, she flinched away, unconsciously gravitating closer to you. Lilly and Cleo quickly understood and gave her space, but Thomas was a bit persistent in trying to comfort her. Just as he was about to reach out to her, Hannah scampered away, seeking refuge practically behind you, whimpering softly.

Thomas quickly withdrew his hands like he was burned, finally getting the message. “Hannah...?” He questioned, a hurt expression crossed his face at the thought of his girlfriend flinching away from him.

“Hannah,” Jessy started carefully. But when Hannah darted her eyes to her with a fearful look, Jessy closed her mouth shut.

“Uh…” you begin as you start shielding Hannah behind you away from their prying eyes. You only stopped moving when you were able to create a significant distance between both of you and the gang. “She’s still shaken up.”

“Hannah… no one’s gonna hurt you anymore,” Lilly finally spoke after a long while. She was practically begging for her sister to talk to them. And despite the guilty feeling rising in Jessy’s chest at the notion that she was far more worried about Y/n than her friend, she couldn’t help but notice how Hannah was holding onto Y/n’s arms like some sort of lifeline. And from the look on Thomas’ face, she knew he noticed it too.

“What happened inside…" you trailed off, shaking your head. "It was horrible. Give her some time.”

Thomas began to open his mouth, likely to voice his protest, but the man from earlier returned. Jessy watched as you visibly stiffened at the sight of him. Despite any discomfort, you tried to stand straight, fighting back the wince that threatened to cross your face as you attempted to salute. “Director,” you greeted, your voice steady.

“Agent L/n.” The Director replied, his voice a few notches lower.

His cold cobalt eyes bore into yours, and Jessy observed as you, for the first time, seemed to shrink in your place. It might have been imperceptible to others, but Jessy can easily see through your facade. That despite trying to battle the eyes of your own superior, fear can still be seen etched from your eyes.

“Agents,” the Director cleared his throat to address his men, but his gaze never left you. “I need a private moment with Agent L/n, if you may. You can assist Agent Hartmann and the others in securing the hacker and the mechanic. Do make sure they are patched up accordingly before you do so. After all,” he added with a small smirk that made your expression harden, “we are not that cruel.”

Jessy and the others visibly bristled at how the Director referred to their friends. What did he mean by ‘restrained’?

Richy may have done something horrible but that doesn't make him a terrible person! And Jake! Y/n has stated he was wanted with the same people they are working with. What happens to him now?

This is the only time Hannah acknowledges the Director's presence. Her eyes widened and there was obvious panic in them. Lilly almost wore the same expression. Jessy's not entirely sure but they are probably just as shocked about the words that flew from the Director's mouth.

“Everyone,” you said, commanding their attention. Everyone but the Director was surprised at your sudden change of demeanor and tone. It was cold and calculating. There was barely any trace of emotions that could be seen in your eyes and that scared Jessy. “Please give us a moment.”

For a brief moment, nobody moved, and silence enveloped the atmosphere.

“Now, please,” you stressed. You turned towards Hannah, giving her what Jessy assumed was an encouraging nod. Hannah seemed to understand and let herself be guided by Lilly a little further to Y/n's location.

“What the hell was that?” Dan was the first to react. “Richy's a douche I know, and Hackerman's weird and all but what the fuck? What are they going to do with them? Is Y/n going to let something happen to them?”

“Calm down,” Cleo interjected. “I'm sure Y/n wouldn't let anything happen to them.”

“If they are going to arrest them,” Hannah spoke for the first time. Her eyes are a bit different now. Despite the tears staining her cheeks, there's a subtle fire in them. “They should arrest me, too. After what...” She shook her head as she fought the tears from coming. Thomas instinctively tried to reach out to her but— “DON'T TOUCH ME!” She shrieked and everyone froze.

Hannah had never been one to raise her voice. Actually, the words ‘shouting’ and ‘Hannah’ are two completely different concepts. It was quite hard to picture the past Hannah to the Hannah in front of them now. But Jessy couldn't really blame her if this whole ordeal changed her.

Her outburst was loud enough to capture your and the Director's attention. Jessy could see that you wanted to go to them, but it seemed you were in the middle of a heated discussion, even if it didn't look like it.

“Don't touch me,” Hannah repeated with a sob. Now quieter that it was barely audible. Thomas, once again retreated back, clutching his hands as if to physically stop him from doing something. “We're murderers, okay?! And we deserve to be in prison if that's what they want!”

“Hannah, honey...” Cleo took a cautious step but didn't dare to touch her. Tears glistened in Cleo's eyes as she struggled to find the right words. “None of that. We heard everything. Ted's responsible to...” Cleo paused, not wanting to bring out Jennifer's name in the middle of Hannah's outburst, “to everything that happened. Not you. Not Richy...”

“You don't get it!" Hannah cried. “Accident or not, we moved the body. Can't you see how sick that is?!” She turned to Thomas, her eyes searching for any sign of his feelings, her chest heaving with emotion. “What do you think about me now, huh? Do you still want to stay with someone like me?! Do you still think I can be able to tell you something like that and expect you to accept it?! Were you disappointed when you got to know me? The real me?!”

“Hannah!” Lilly bellowed, her voice cutting through the heated exchange. “Enough!”

“But that's the truth!” Hannah shouted back with a bitter laugh, her voice trembling with emotion. “You all probably go all through all this trouble just to find out your sister, your lover, and your friend was a murderer all along.” She looked at each of them in turn, her eyes filled with pain. “Can you really say that it was all worth it?”

“Y/n and Jake go through the lengths of the world just to get you back to us.” Jessy finally spoke. Her tone wasn't angry or argumentative. She was trying to make her understand. “Try to look at them and tell yourself that what they did is meaningless.”

Hannah went silent, her shoulders slumping as she wiped away her tears.

“It wasn't at all meaningless. I admit that we weren't exactly prepared for the truth.” Jessy went on, taking a tentative step closer. “But we go on as before. All we ever wanted was to find you, and that already meant something. And that something is you. You're our friend Hannah. You and Richy may have done a terrible thing, but that doesn't mean you're terrible people.”

“You don't understand...” Hannah's head shook slowly, her voice filled with despair. “After what happened... even if I could go back, I wouldn't belong here anymore.”

Jessy placed a hesitant hand on Hannah’s shoulder, and this time, Hannah didn’t resist. “It's okay if you don't accept it just yet, but please do remember,” Jessy said softly, her eyes filled with empathy. “We didn't go through all this for nothing.”

****

“We will take the hacker into custody,” you announced as you approached them, Alan following closely behind you. Your agents moved with practiced efficiency, swiftly dragging a barely conscious Jake toward a waiting black SUV, its engine idling and the doors held open by two agents.

“Y/n!” Lilly exclaimed, her voice filled with disbelief. Her eyes darted between you and the vehicle. “What the hell?”

“As for the case of Miss Donfort and Mister Roger,” you continued, maintaining a composed demeanor amidst your friends' shock, "we will have to discuss it further at the Headquarters."

You could feel their stares burning into your back, but you resisted the urge to turn around. And for the sake of your own self-preservation, you didn't turn to witness Jake being ushered into the van. You didn't want to see the betrayal in his eyes.

“I expect to see you in my office, Officer Bloomgate,” you added, addressing the man beside you.

Alan almost scoffed. “Just earlier, I was inviting you to my precinct, not the other way around. But I will see you there, Agent L/n.”

“And the media?” you asked.

“We'll handle them.”

“You better make sure,” you replied, your gaze fixed on the van as it prepared to depart. Not daring to meet the eyes of your friends, all bewildered and questioning your actions.

“Y/n…” You felt Lilly tug your arm to face her. “What the hell is happening? Why was Jake–” she couldn't finish her sentence. “I thought…”

“I will handle him,” you answered as truthfully as you could. You turned to Hannah who wore the same expression as Lilly. “don’t worry. I got everything under control, okay?”

“Okay…” she nodded, her mind still clearly racing with confusion.

Your eyes briefly caught the Director's gaze, and you knew it was time to go. Despite the pain surging through your body, you straightened up. “Officer Bloomgate will explain everything to you.”

With that, you forced yourself to leave, but you were well aware of how stubborn your friends were. They wouldn't back down easily, and you could feel their questioning eyes on your back as you walked away.

“Y/n! Hold the fuck up.”

You sighed, not daring to turn around. “Mister Anderson, as I said–”

“Drop the formalities, Y/n, you know that’s crap!” Dan shouted as he tried to follow you with his wheelchair, frustration, and anger clear in his voice and demeanor.

With a deep breath, you willed yourself to continue walking. The vehicle's engine rumbled softly in the background, a stark contrast to the tension in the air. As your foot finally touched the cold, hard floor of the vehicle, a hand shot up to grab you back, and you turned to face a very angry redhead. A crack seemed to appear in your façade, and you desperately tried to fix it before Jessy noticed anything.

“You’re leaving?” she asked, her voice dripping with disbelief, the words echoing in the confined space of the vehicle. Her eyes bore into yours, demanding answers. “You’re just going to leave without saying goodbye?”

“Miss Hawki–”

“No!” She cut you off vehemently, her words laced with frustration. “You don’t get to call me that! What is wrong with you? What happened? Was it the Director? Did he tell you something? Did he threaten–”

This time, you silenced her with your lips, a brief and intense kiss that tasted like a mixture of desperation and farewell. It was a dangerous move, and you knew it. You knew you shouldn't. You knew the risk. You had convinced yourself that it was better to leave without saying anything. The less you opened your mouth, the less you'd screw this up. But seeing Jessy this way, almost broken and full of questions, almost broke down your resolve.

You knew to yourself that you just couldn't allow yourself to leave without saying the words to her.

The night air hung heavy with tension as you drew close, your lips almost touching hers. "I love you," you all but whispered to her lips, the words a fragile promise, a plea. You hoped she heard it, felt it, and understood the depth of those words. "Trust me."

With that, you gently pried her fingers away from you as you finally entered the waiting vehicle. The engine hummed to life once more, vibrating beneath you, and the door closed with a soft thud. As the vehicle pulled away, you couldn't help but steal one last look, seeing her standing there as Lilly and Cleo tried to hold her back from even following after you.

Your heart broke at the sight.

"Are you okay?" You felt a hand squeeze your shoulder.

"Yeah..." You answered absentmindedly. Charlotte took that as her cue to leave. Leaving you alone with your thoughts.

You left her. Leaving her nothing but a chaste kiss and two words. Two words you badly hope she will hold.

She didn’t have to believe the three words you uttered. After all, you just left. But you hoped she believed the two words. There was so much you wanted to say, so many emotions you wanted to convey, but you were afraid that no words would suffice for you to stay. It’s the only thing you could say at the moment. It’s the only thing you could give.

It was funny, in a bitter way, to think that Jessy only needed to be herself and nothing else for you to love her like this. It never took too much to love her. But it took everything in your willpower to even step away.

As you settled into the vehicle, your eyes glanced at the moon on the horizon, its pale light fading as the sun began to rise. You couldn't help but laugh quietly to yourself, a hollow, rueful sound. Like the moon, you left as quickly as you came.

You left.

And you didn’t come back for a long time.

~~~~~

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A/n: Apologies for the wait. I lost track of time from the past days reading some awesome fanfictions. Anyway, I was wondering if I should end it here. Actually, I'm already thinking of ending it here, and possibly starting another series or providing one-shots or drabbles or prompts whichever y'all prefer in the same verse so let me know what y'all think. Also, I'm not really certain if I have given this story a satisfactory ending so I would really appreciate hearing your thoughts about it.

[hacked-by-jake]

Duskwood boys – their favorite way to pick up/carry you around.

Characters: Jake, Richy, Dan & Thomas

A/n: Tumblr suggested a post about this topic, so I was inspired by it and it’s not my idea. Unfortunately I lost the post so the credits for the idea go to the person. But I like this kind of writing and I wanted to do it for Duskwood, I wanted to start something like this for a long time. So if you have ideas that go in that direction, my requests are open for it. I hope everything is understandable and you like it. Have fun. 💚

Jake

Definitely piggyback but from the front. Hands under your butt to lift you up so that you can/ must wrap your legs around his hips, as well as your arms around his shoulders, and he can feel your body as close as possible to his. It it Jake, it makes him feel like you need him to protect you. He wanted to be your savior as always and it made him feel like he was. He could also keep an eye on you. Whether on you, on your figure, or someone else approached you, even if it was not possible in your apartment. But after such a long time on the run, he was a little paranoid. He could observe every little emotional change in your eyes on the spot and immediately take care of any discomfort on your part or similar. Besides, he was addicted to your kisses and that way he could perfectly combine both. But also, of course, bridal style was one of his go-to’s. He loves to carry you on hands in any situation, and this position allowed it almost literally. You were everything and you deserved to be treated like a royal.

Richy

Oh, he definitely loved taking you piggyback style, like a little backpack. Richy was quite and perfectly the most playful and funny. So he loved to piggyback you and then run with you. He loved hearing your laughter and the fun you have together. In addition, he enjoys the feeling when you have to completely cling to him. After all, this way he doesn’t have so many possibilities to hold you. So most of it to not fall down has to come from you, and he loved how much you trust him to still not let you fall and hold on to him. But Richy was also a fan of 'over the shoulder', also here, it was a very playful gesture and thanks to his job he had more muscles than you can see at first glance. And he loved to feel your trust when he carried you over his shoulder and you weren’t worried for a second because you couldn’t see where he was going but you trust him without ifs and buts that you can’t get hurt and he wouldn’t do anything bad to you.

Dan

Definitely over his shoulder. I mean, the man loves to flex his muscles and show them. His loveling hobby was the gym, and he was a little macho who was more playful than he would let you see if one spoke to him normally. So he loved to grab your legs and throw you over his shoulder and then carry you to his destination. Of course, this also offered him the perfect view of your butt and allowed one or two claps on this. He always commented that with a little, rough and kinda dirty laugh. But he was a gentleman through and through, as he himself always emphasized, so bridal style was also something of a duty for him. (Also because this gave you a good view of his biceps)

Thomas

Definitely the most bridal style, it just suited him the most. He was the little softie, nothing negative, who always wanted to carry his partners on hands and always wanted to take care if them completely. He wanted to make sure his partner could rely on him 100% every second and you could feel how much he loved you. Of course, the bridal style had a meaning for itself in general. But in this way he could always perfectly look at you with eyes filled with pure love, look into your face and make sure that you could absolutely let youself down and he would always carry you on. He would never let you go/fall.

[strangealienranchgoop]

In the beginning:

[Imagine being stranded on a desert island what would you want to have the most?]

Jake to MC: my computer

At the end:

[Imagine being stranded on a desert island what would you want to have the most?]

Jake to MC: You

[ameliawarnerr]

In the group chat

Jake: I can't find my pendrive.

1 hour later

Jake: You people are suspiciously quiet today.

Dan: We are adults who have lives, Jake, we can't always be texting shit

Jake: Busy adults who make time to create memes?

Jessy: + Dan is unemployed

Thomas: And at home, all the time.

Dan: What the hell, you guys?

Dan: I thought we were all in this together!

Cleo: In what, Dan?

MC: Yes, Dan, what are you talking about?

Dan: Oh my god

Dan: I can't believe this

Dan: We literally talked about this 2 hours ago

MC: Did we?

Dan: YES WE DID

Dan: Maybe if we had discussed this over text then, I would have had some proof!

Dan: wait...

Dan: That's why you insisted that it had to be a call!

Dan: You all are piece of shit!

MC: Stick with making memes, Dan, you're not for the smart shit

Dan: But you are def for the lying shit, MC

MC: I'm lying? About what?

Dan: Damn it!

Jessy: Oh, Dan, I think you should rest

Jake: That pendrive is very important to me. So if you guys would stop joking around and tell if you know where it is, it'd be great.

Cleo: On a scale from 1 to 10, how important would you say that pendrive was?

Jake: 9.77

Dan: SHE SAID 'WAS'! JAKE, COME ON, YOU SOLVED A CRIME!

MC: She's a pessimist, Dan, she assumes the worst.

Dan: Seriously? When my accident happened and I assumed the worst and suspected Phil, you called me stupid and paranoid!

Jessy: Jake, where'd you last saw it?

Jake: On my table, in my room.

Cleo: Dan was the last one to enter your room to get your extra comfortable chair

Dan: OH COME ON!

Jake: I don't mind the chair. I want my pendrive and all of you certainly have something to do with it. So let's not waste time. Who took it?

Cleo: Dan

Thomas: Dan

MC: Dan

Jessy: I'm sorry, Dan, but truth gotta come out some time.

Jake: Dan?

Dan: Do me a favor, Jakie and check your camera footage for last two hours.

MC: Shit

Jessy: Shit

Thomas: Shit

*Cleo left the group

*MC left the group

*Thomas left the group

*Jessy left the group

Jake: We are literally under the same roof, they think leaving the group would save them?

Dan: I told you! Did you check the footage?!

Jake: Yes, all you of you were dancing around in my room when MC accidentally dropped the pendrive. I suppose it broke then.

Dan: So what you gonna do?

Jake: Nothing.

Dan: WHAT? ALL OF THIS FOR NOTHING?

Jake: It’s MC.

Dan: OH OF COURSE IT IS

[satveek]

Another Jake X MC stuff

Lilly: Hey, big brother. How are you? Jake: With MC on my side, I am perfect. Lilly: You both are a great couple. Jake: She makes me feel safe. I feel happy when she is around me. MC:*Comes running* Jake! Have you opened my... Hi Lilly. Have you opened my chats with Jessy? Jake: Maybe, by mistake. MC: Are you not living to live anymore? Jake: I am sorry. We can talk about it later. I am in a happy mood. MC: I will kill you later. *Leaves* Lilly: You said you feel safe with her. She said she will kill you later.

[yubiina]

Duskwood x Moonvale trailer TEASER, just a lil sneak peak of what I'm working on!

This is a 2nd trailer to the first one I ever did, when ep 9 was still in the making.