#jake_duskwood

[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*

[sinheyrui]

"If you can't explore the island, then what are you hiring for?."

considering Jake spends a lot of time in front of his computer screen I conclude he is not a person who likes to explore. 😁

and I decided to make a fanart that illustrates if Jake actually invites us to his private island. ✨💕😳

I hope you like it~.😊

[ameliawarnerr]

Phil: Nobody wants you more than I do.

MC: *snorts* Yeah sure, Hawkins.

Phil: What's that supposed to mean?

Jake: That she doesn't believe you. But you better believe me when I say nobody wants you dead more than I do.

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MC: Where are you?

Jake: I'm on my way back home.

MC: Can you get some icecream?

Jake: I passed the icecream shop 20 minutes ago.

MC: Oh.

MC: No problem. I'll ask Phil.

Jake: Which flavour?

MC: No no. You must be tired. It's okay.

Jake: Which flavour?

MC: I mean, you can't possibly go all the way back

Jake: MC.

Jake: The flavour.

MC: Chocolate

Jake: Anything else?

MC: I was thinking of pulling an all nighter for the exams.

Jake: Not healthy. But I am not the right person to say that so I’ll get you some coffee.

MC: Icecream + coffee later = happiness

Jake: + me

MC: Perfection.

(Why do i feel like this the most boyfie material Jake has ever been in my posts)

[ameliawarnerr]

‘Is Jake rich???’

Groupchat

MC: I can't do this anymore!

Cleo: Do what?

MC: My job

MC: I'm quitting my job

MC: AND IM NOT GETTING ONE FOR AT LEAST AN YEAR

MC: Will that be okay with you guys?

Lilly: Why are you asking us that? It's your decision

MC: Yeah but it'll be y'all's money I'm gonna live on for an year

Dan: Nah hell no, i don't have a job myself.

Dan: Ask your boyfriend

Dan: I have never heard him talk about money problems. I bet he's rich af

Jessy: That's true. MC, is Jake rich?

MC: Idk. I mean, he never shows off...

Dan: He shows YOU off

MC: Well, duh. Me>money

MC: But that's a good question you guys have raised. Lemme ask him

Jake

MC: Hey

Jake: Hey, Mc

MC: Might be out of the blue but

MC: Are you rich?

Jake: Why, you need money? Tell me the amount.

Groupchat

MC: If someone asks you for money, what's your first reaction or the first thing you say?

Dan: I generally say 'if u find someone who's lending, tell me too'

Lilly: I let them know that I am not promising anything and that it totally depends on how much they need.

MC: *sends screenshot of Jake's chat*

Jessy: His reaction says he’s rich.

Lilly: He's either too rich or too stupid

Dan: Am I too late to get on Jake's good side?

MC: Yes, Dan, I’m afraid so.

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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

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MC: Some people are so fucking fake, istg. It makes me wanna punch a wall.

Jake: Punch them, instead? :)

MC: I love you.

Jake: :)

Jake: I was joking, though, don't punch anyone.

Jake: MC!

[ameliawarnerr]

Imagine

MC has a golden retriever. She wakes up midnight hearing some noises, then her dog barks. She leaves her bed, with a vase in her hand. Her dog is no longer barking.

She again hears some sounds in the living room and turns on the lights. Her heart thumping loudly in her ears.

The living place lights up. And Jake is crouched down, patting her dog as it wiggles it's tail, licking Jake's hand.

She smiles. “He was supposed to protect me from intruder, not make friends with them.” Jake looks up at her.

As he stands up, he asks, “I am an intruder now?”

“Yes, you invaded my heart.” She says as they draw closer and Jake pulls her into a hug.

[satveek]

Jake X MC

Jake: what are you doing here MC? MC: You were hiding here, so i came here. Jake: You want me to help Phil? MC: Nope, I helped him. He ran away. Jake: You helped Phil run away? MC: Yes. I did. Jake: You know it's a crime. MC: Yes. I know. Jake: Where is Phil? MC: Behind you! Jake: Police will arrest you both. Phil: That's why we are here. MC: From now onwards you won't be on the run alone, we will be accompanying you. Phil: All for one. MC: One for all. Jake: I am most experienced in hiding, I will be leading you both. Phil and MC: Aye aye captain.

[ameliawarnerr]

POV: MC is drunk at Aurora and she texts Jake. 

One-shot (but with two parts. Two-shot? Maybe I'm drunk)

Part-1

Background story: When Jake could finally get free of the dark-web world, it was too late. MC told him that she'd moved on and it was best for both of them. But she confuses Jake again, texting him after she gets wasted. And Jake is confused and not at all happy about her recklessness. 

—Jake—

I stare at the screen, eyebrows creased in confusion. My mind is debating if her phone got hacked or it's with the likes of Dan. But then I reread the message, using more of my intellect and pausing the emotions at war. 

MC: IM AT AURORAA AND IF U DONT COMW AND GET ME I WILL SLEEP WITJ THE 1ST GUY I SEE! 

MC: bringg moneyyy some bitcj stole mine

No, it's definitely her. There's no debate about that. I barely pay any attention to the second message. My mind is still stuck on the first one. It's really unsettling. Despite how I've been upset with her, hardly seen or talked to her the past few weeks, still I want to get there as fast as I can. I cannot bear the image of the otherwise scenario. 

My emotions resume the war. I've never understood her entirely before but this is simply beyond my understanding. She went into heavy details explaining to me how she has gotten over me while I was away and how my barging into her life again isn't good for either of us. While I was on the run, making a new identity for myself, cutting ties with anyone who could pull me back into that long stretch of ruin I've been living in, I considered many outcomes. This is one of the more unlikely ones. Or maybe I didn't want to think about it so I didn't consider it fairly. 

She was already having a hard time telling me all the reasons I didn't want to hear, so I left. Ever since then, I've stayed at Lilly's place and it's a relief that her friends usually hang out at Cleo’s or Jessica’s. I haven't seen her or talked to her since then but I couldn't help asking Lilly how MC was doing every once in a while. Lilly would always tell me that MC felt like a different person and that I should talk to her. I refused. I simply couldn't bring myself to. 

I can't understand if she doesn't want me anymore then why am I the one she's texting when she's wasted at a bar. I guess I’d have to wait until she's sober. I feel a ting of hope and my mind calling me an idiot. 

I stop my car in front of Aurora’s front door. Usually, people are entering and exiting at every hour but as the street gets darkened, no one is seen around. Of course, it's 2 am. Why would anyone be here at 2 am when only a month ago a girl was abducted and another was found dead? And obviously, that anyone has to be MC. 

Sometimes her recklessness throws me over to the edge. 

I rush inside. All lights are shut down, only two of them shine at the counter. One male waiter cleans up the leftovers on the tables while another walks to the kitchen, loosening the knot on his apron. At the counter, MC is seated on one of the high stools, her head resting on the counter while her hands move above her head as she's explaining or complaining about something to…well, to the bar owner. Phil Hawkins. 

He's bent over to the counter, his arms set on the counter as he's nodding while grinning. His eyes fly to me as I near them. I notice that her phone is left unlocked on the counter with our chat opened so Phil isn't surprised to see me here. I have only met him once and let's say that didn't change my dislike for him. 

“We’ve only met once. And it feels like I've known you for years.” He says, straightening. 

I raise my eyebrow at him. “I don't return the sentiment.” 

Then as I stride to the counter, beside MC, I understand what he meant. 

MC is wasted, talking about me while being totally oblivious of my presence. “And I told him, Phil. I told him. You know what I said?” Her hands are moving vaguely, her voice is uneven, getting high randomly. It's sort of cute. “I said,” Her voice becomes a bit stable as she tries to deepen it. “I will know your identity soon.” 

I can't believe she's with a… decent looking guy, somewhat and she's still talking about me. I don't know how to feel about that. But I guess this just reminds me of what we could've had, could've been.

“And you know what he told me then? I remember it as clear as the day as we speak.” She moves her hand hysterically. I bite back a laugh and I look at Phil doing the same. 

Then, he says, “What? What did he say to you?” 

I would not be a part of this if I didn't want to hear her complaining about me. It's surprisingly funny and adorable. I don't use words like ‘adorable’ to describe anything else. I think I can't anymore– she's set the bar too high. 

She clears her throat, raising her head slightly, pointing a finger straight at the wall. “You can't. I am the hacker everyone's after. I'm unbeatable.” She pretends to be me, making her voice rough and deep but fails adorably. I couldn't help it anymore– I broke into a grin.

I decided to intervene. “I certainly didn't say anything of that sort.” 

Her pointed finger freezes at my voice. She slowly turns her head towards me as I try not to smile. But as soon as my eyes meet her, there's an effortless smile on my mouth before I can even begin controlling it. She stares at me for a moment. Her hair is a little messy, eyes squinting at me. Then she brings her hands to her mouth. “Oh my god, Phil, I summoned him.” 

I take a step forward. “Yes, you did.” I take another step forward, sliding into the stool next to her as I sweep her phone from the counter. I hold it up for her to see. “By texting me. With an awful amount of typos.” 

She snatches her phone from my head. “That wasn't me. It might be the owner of the bar– Phil.” She blames as if she doesn't see him standing two feet away from the counter. “But anyways.” She puts her phone on the counter. “You look too hot to be sent back now.” She places a hand on my chest. 

Phil coughs. “Alright. That's my cue to leave.” 

MC’s gaze follows his figure as he leaves. Then, she leans towards me and whispers, “You know, although it was true but I just said that so he'd leave.” 

I lean forward and whisper back, “Excellent plan. Next time, include me as well.” 

She nods several times. “For sure.” 

“Are you ready to leave?” I ask her. 

“Did you bring the money?” She questions. 

“Depends. How much do you need?” I place my elbow on the counter, supporting my head as I look at her panicking. 

“Well, w-well. It's about 300$.” She scratches her neck. And this time I am the one panicking. Not because of the money, of course, but because— 

“You drank 300$ worth of alcohol?” 

She blinks. “No. I broke three bottles. Phil told me he'd go easy on me so I have to pay for just two of them.” She shows two fingers, smiling. 

I try to look stoic. I look at her finger with the same grim expression and she lowers them awkwardly. I straighten, removing my elbow from the counter. I clear my throat, lowering my head, trying not to show her my smile.

I return my gaze to her. She asks, hopefully, “So do you have 300$?” 

I do. But I put my lips into a thin line, shaking my head as she frowns. “I don't have the money. But you know what? I have nothing to worry about since you're one who needs to pay.” I return my elbow on the counter. “All I'm saying is that it's not my problem.” 

Her mouth slightly opens and closes. She looks around, fidgeting a little. Then, she looks back at me. “So, you are going to leave?” Her voice is small and I almost give in. 

I shrug. “I can leave and come back with the money.” I offer and notice the immediate refusal on her face. “Do you want me to come back with the money?” 

She looks down, at her hands. “Don’t do that.” 

It takes me a moment to recover from the vulnerability in her voice. I realise as cute as she looks right now, but I still don't want her to be in his state when someone trusted isn't around her, someone who can protect her. That's when I promise to lecture her about this once she's sober. I don't care if we haven't spoken for weeks or where we stand right now. 

But right now, I'm calm, knowing she texted me and that I am here with her. 

“Why?” I ask. “Weren’t you planning to sleep with the first guy you see here? Once I'm gone, you could do that.” I do my best not to process my own words. 

She's still looking at her hands. “No, I only said that so that you'll come and get me. But it's fine if you don't want to pay for me. You can leave—” 

The last word stretches as I pull her stool closer to mine. Her legs stumble together between mine. Her head turns upwards as her eyes dart to different parts of my face. 

“You think I'm going to leave you here? I am here to get you and I would've come even if you hadn't sent me that threat of a message. Even if you had sent me a made-up word or merely just one letter or just my name, I would've come for you.” I affirm here, speaking very softly but ensuring my words hold the right heaviness for her to believe. 

“Even if you didn't know where I was?” She asks. 

“Even if I didn't know where you were. I'd find you.” I answer. 

“Even if I make you pay a huge debt and ignore you the next day?” 

“I’d be hurt if you ignored me. I don't care about the money.” 

“Even if I hurt you?” 

I hesitate. “Doesn’t matter. I'll get over it.” 

“And even if I make terrible jokes?” 

“Especially when you make jokes. Terrible or not.” 

She eases into a smile. I raise both my hands, fixing her hair with a smile. At last, I rested them on her shoulder. “Let’s go?” 

She nods. I nod back. “Just so you know, I’m not saying anything right now because you're too drunk to remember but once you get sober, I'm giving you a lecture about this stupid thing you did.” I can't help but to think what if I didn't see the message, or she couldn't find her phone. I don't particularly like Phil after tonight but what if he wasn't here or she had gone to some other place. 

“Good luck to her.” She says. And I laugh out loud, grabbing her phone and shoving it in my pocket. I put the money on the counter and turn to her. “Are you cold?” I ask her as I stand. 

“Cold? No. I'm extremely hot and a warm person. You were cold when we first talked.” She points a finger at me, accusingly as she tries to stand. 

“I’m sorry. Forgive me. If it makes you feel any better, I don't know who that person was anymore.” I put a hand around her waist as she leans into me. We walk towards the exit. 

“Really?” She asks, looking at me. 

“Really. He was so reserved and guarded.” I say, matching her accusing tone. 

“I know, right? He would ask me about all my findings on the case and wouldn't tell me anything he'd do all day.” She threw her hand, expressing her annoyance. 

I grin. “Really? He did that to you? That's so unfair. If I were you, I would never work with him.” We reach the door. I hold her with one hand as I opened the door. 

“Well, I wouldn't do that.” She says, unsure. 

“Why not?” I ask as we walk towards my car. It's been a long time since I've talked to her. I can't stop myself. I don't want to waste any second being silent. Turns out, I really don't know who I was before I met her. 

“Well, he would say ‘good job, MC’. I liked that.” She says, mimicking me. 

We reach the door to the passengers' seat. I hold it open for her as she stumbles onto the seat. She wriggles a little until she's comfortable. “Finally.” She eases back into the seat. Then, she looks at me. “I knew texting you was the right thing to do.” 

“Good job, MC.” 

She stares, processes, then she blushes. I close the door, smiling in an idiotic manner. When I enter the car, she removes her shoes. She sits comfortably putting her leg on the seat, looking at me, expectantly. 

“You want something from me?” 

“Say that again.” 

—To be continued—

Part 2

[ameliawarnerr]

How it feels playing Duskwood 🤍🩶

[ameliawarnerr]

MC: Do you guys think Jake needs a therapist?

Dan: He needs a therapist as much as you need one.

MC: So you mean no?

Everyone: ...

MC: SO YOU MEAN NO.

Dan *scared*: Yeah, that's exactly what I mean.

MC: Figured.

Dan *whispers*: I think you need a fucking exorcism at this point.

MC: Did you say something ?

Dan *smiles*: All you guys need is each other.

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MC: Everyone thought I was being biased because I had a crush on you ever since we talked and they—

Jake: Wait, you had a crush on me?

MC: Oh, don't act like you didn't know that.

Jake: I didn't.

MC: Are you kidding me? Even Thomas figured it out without my telling him.

Jake: So everyone knew?

MC: Everyone but you.

Jake: Why?

MC: Why what?

Jake: Why did you have a crush on me?

MC: Remember how you hacked into my texting app?

Jake: Yes?

MC: Yeah, do that to my notes app, you'd find all the answers there. But don't open the folder named 'do not open'.

Jake: What’s in it?

MC:

Jake: You don't have to tell me. I mean, if it's named 'do not open', it might be really personal. And I don't want to—

MC: You are going to open it, aren't you?

Jake: Yes. Do you mind?

MC: *Sighs* No.

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MC: You there, Jake?

Jake: Yes, I am. But what are you doing awake at 3am?

MC: Waiting in a dark alley till someone rich walks by and I can mug him.

Jake: MC

MC: I can't sleeeeeeep

Jake: Why?

MC: I don't know why.

Jake: Well then, why don't you probe on that while I finish this code?

MC: Oh

MC: You're busy

MC: I'm sorry. By all means, give all your attention to your code.

Jake: I didn't mean it that way and you know it. I’d turn off my computer system if you tell me to.

MC: Really? What else would you do if I tell you to?

Jake: Anything.

MC: Would you...

Jake: Yes?

MC: I'm thinking...

Jake: I'll wait.

MC: Nevermind, you won't do it.

Jake: And you won't find that out until you tell me what it is. So tell me.

MC: Wanna bet that you won't do it?

Jake: Sure. What are the stakes?

MC: The loser has to do whatever the winner says.

Jake: Good enough. So, what is it?

MC: What I was going to say is that you won't come over to my place at this hour.

Jake: Why'd you think that?

MC: Because a) your mind works best at this hour, b) it's a two hour ride to my place and c) you don't really like to drive

Jake: All true. But not enough.

MC: What do you mean?

Jake: What I mean is that you better not forget about our bet when I get there.

MC: Well, if you are driving all the way here then I should at least tell you that I orchestrated it all.

Jake: I know.

[ameliawarnerr]

MC: “Good morning! Did you sleep well?”

Jake: “...Did you fucking sedate me!?”