#duswook fanfiction

[duskwoodraven]

Hello!I dont have a question,just wanted to say i like what you're doing here :) I've become a fan of Duskwood,and Jake ;D,since i started it. After every new episod i am more hooked to it!So, keep up the great work, and thank you once more! After reading some of others, i started my own Duskwood fanfic,basing it on events after Hannah would be found,focusing it mostly on Jake and MC. But its almost 100 pages in Word already,so doubt anyone will ever read it but me :)Thx again for all :) Cheers!

Anon 🥺🥺 Thank you so much for your kind words, it’s always fun to come back to Duskwood and bask in its story~

I too have started fanfics only to never actually finish them after a few paragraphs in lol.

[mysticpetals]

Roses and thorns

Pairing: Jake × player (Nora)

Genre: fluff, angst

Word count: 2.7k

Summary: Nora loves making Jake flustered but he isn't exactly complaining when he gets to see that smile on her face.

A/N: y'all....I finally finished it. Fair warning this diverges a little from canon but the Hannah disappearance and investigation arc is still there. The player doesn't know Jake is the hacker's name. I took some writer's liberty with Jake's character since we don't know much about him (except I'll die for him), so I hope that's okay! And lastly, I'm sorry for that ending butttt I'm not that cruel usually. It's just this once. Maybe. All the characters belong to everybyte, I have no claim over them.

Nora breathed deeply as she saw the 'Welcome to Duskwood' sign. She couldn't believe that she was really going through with it.

On the way to her aunt's house, she stopped at a flower shop. It had been a long time since she had seen her aunt and from what she could remember, she was a sweet lady who loved receiving flowers. Her dad told her to get lilies because according to him, it reminded her of her past girlfriend who had died due a chronic disease. After her, her aunt had never been interested in dating and instead, chose to live in Duskwood by herself, running her sweet shop.

Nora stepped out of the car and couldn't avoid the shiver due to the much colder weather. She should have brought some warmer clothes, she mused. The city was much warmer than here, maybe due to industries or the ever increasing cars but she had to admit that Duskwood had its own charm.

The gentle breeze that caressed her face made her feel more alive than she had felt in a long time. Maybe staying cooped up in her small apartment might not have been the best way to work but it's not like she had to go to an office or something. All she needed was her tablet and computer and she was good to go.

The bell chimed loudly as she opened the door to the shop. The interior was very colorful, as expected from a flower shop, and her eyes trailed over all the beautiful arrangements that were displayed. Along the wall, there were shelves filled with flowers of all types and Nora instantly felt her mood brighten.

"Hello and welcome to Plumes. How can I help you?"

Nora turned towards the voice and found a guy with tousled black hair and glasses, smiling politely at her. Though, once he got a good look at her, the smile faltered.

"Oh, hi! I was hoping I could get a simple bouquet of lilies, would that be possible?" She smiled at the guy and he quickly snapped out of his stupor.

"Yes, of course. Do you need it now or…?" He moved behind the shelves, ducking his head and looking for lilies.

"Now, actually. But please take your time, I'm in no rush," she said and proceeded to check out the rows of cards placed in the corner.

Jake couldn't believe that he was seeing Nora, in Duskwood of all places. Why was she here in the first place? The timing was really bad for someone to come here out of the blue, especially when they didn't have many visitors in the first place. At least she didn't know who he was. It was only a small relief but nonetheless, Jake decided to get to know her reasons for coming.

"I hope you don't mind me asking, what brought you here?" He asked, cutting up the larger stems to fit into the bouquet.

"Oh, I'm here to visit someone." Her reply came and Jake frowned. She wasn't here to visit Jessy or the others, was she? If so, it was incredibly naive on her part when any one of them could be Hannah's kidnapper. He didn't know what to say but thankfully, Nora saved him from accidentally saying something that could give out his identity.

"This is a cool place. A lot different than the city," she said, done with choosing a card and took a green pen from the stand on the counter.

"That's definitely a first. Usually, people are trying to get out of here," Jake said, finished with wrapping the flowers in the paper and proceeded to cut a ribbon to tie it up.

He heard her hum in answer and peaked his head from behind the shelves to watch Nora writing on the card. He quickly turned around when she raised her head, cheeks heating up at being caught looking. After decorating the paper with the ribbon and putting a few final touches to make sure everything was in its proper place, Jake brought the bouquet with him to the counter and placed it down gently. Nora looked at it with awe and satisfaction and he felt happy that his skills had lived up to her expectations. Well, one set of skills at least.

"That's really pretty, thank you…" she trailed off, waiting for him to supply a name. Since everyone knew everyone in the town, his employer hadn't seen any use for a nametag. He hesitated for a quick second before telling his name.

"Thank you, Jake." Her smile widened and Jake's cheeks blossomed with a rosy blush. It was hard enough trying to maintain his distance while chatting and now that she was here in person, looking at him with eyes full of merriness, Jake felt as if things had gotten a lot more complicated.

———

Nora's aunt loved the flowers she had gotten and couldn't contain her excitement at having someone in the house other than her pet cat, Nox. She made Nora tell all about her big city life and how her parents were doing. All throughout the chat, she was feeding her all sorts of chocolates and pastries, asking about their texture and flavour and Nora was only too happy to comply. Her aunt had been responsible for her sweet tooth after all.

At night, as she settled in bed after having a shower and drying her hair, her phone lit up with a text notification and she was surprised to see that it was the hacker who had messaged her.

Hacker [9:30pm]

Hey, Nora.

How was your day?

She read the message and raised an eyebrow in disbelief. He had never messaged her first and now that he did, he's talking as if he's greeting an old friend. She typed out her reply after thinking about it for a while.

Nora [9:32pm]

It was...fine. nothing too exciting

Oh! I met a cute guy today

Hacker [9:32pm]

Oh, you did? That's nice.

Nora [9:33pm]

Don't worry though! I only have eyes for you ;)

Her screen showed that he was typing and erasing his text and she chuckled, imagining him blushing and not knowing what to say. He was so much fun to rile up, especially since he got flustered so easily.

Hacker [9:35pm]

I'm looking up on another lead I found.

If you find anything on Hannah's cloud related to a therapist, send it to me.

Nora pouted. He was basically ignoring her very obvious attempt at flirting and she did not appreciate it.

Nora [9:35pm]

You're no fun :(

I'm pretty tired today but I'll search through her cloud tomorrow

Good night!

She received a simple 'okay' and 'goodnight' in return and the hacker went offline again. That had to be the weirdest conversation they had and their whole relationship was built on strangeness.

She shrugged off the messages and fluffed up the covers. Right now, sleep was calling and who was she to deny it?

———

The next few days were spent indoors, with her aunt busy with a birthday order, she opted to work on Hannah's cloud as well as her commissions at the same time.

Sketching out the last details of a virtual character, she sighed with exhaustion when she was finally satisfied with it. Her phone pinged with a flurry of new messages and she leaned back on the couch, picking it up.

It was from the group chat with everyone and Lilly was creating trouble. 'Voting' to keep her involved or not. Couldn't she and everyone else for that matter see that she and the hacker guy had been trying to help as much as they could, and in her case, not even knowing any of them in the first place.

It was rather hurtful to know that nobody trusted her enough to vote 'yes' the first time around. But Dan voting for her made a smug smile spread across her face. Lilly and Thomas were definitely not okay with that and logged off immediately. She began to wonder if the hacker hadn't sent that video message in their group, would they have the same reaction as now?

She wrote a reply, not really paying attention to her words and locked her phone, flinging it towards the other end of the couch. Running her hands through her hair in frustration, she debated on what to do. She had tried to be forthcoming about everything but it really irked her that this was what she got for trying to help.

Her pettiness won out in the end and before Nora knew it, she had already snatched up her car keys and phone, on her way to the only flower shop in Duskwood.

———

Jake had been slacking on the job and he wasn't afraid to admit it.

The past few day's events plagued his mind. Nora hadn't texted him, ever since a short 'thank you' when he sent that intimidating video to her friend's group chat. She was online but barely responded to any messages and it made him a little worried. She was not the quiet sort of person and he was anxious as to whether she was feeling okay or not.

He glanced up from his phone, debating whether to message her or not, when the door opened and in walked Nora herself. It was afternoon so she had forgone her coat and was instead dressed in a casual attire of hoodie and jeans.

She smiled as she saw he was looking at her and Jake quickly locked his phone, putting it on the counter and greeted her.

"Didn't know I'll see you again so soon here," he said, with a hint of teasing and Nora shook her head.

"Neither did I. But here we are." She shrugged.

"Do you want a bouquet again?" He asked curiously. He hadn't expected her so soon at all. Whoever she was visiting must be really fond of flowers. That or she just came to see him. He tried not to linger on that last thought.

Nora's lips curled into a smirk, a devilish glint in her eyes and Jake swallowed nervously. She looked positively sinful with that expression, leaning across from him and he felt himself flushing slightly.

"Oh, yes. But not something typical. I'd like to have a bouquet made of flowers that say 'I hope you go to hell' or 'fuck you'."

Jake couldn't help the surprised laughter that bubbled past his lips at her words.

"That's oddly specific."

Nora shrugged again but a playful smile still rested upon her face.

"Well, someone did piss me off so…"

"Someone from here?" He tilted his head and watched as she stiffened. At least she was careful with what she revealed.

"Not really. I'm going back the day after tomorrow and figured the flowers would be okay for a day. Will they be okay?" She frowned.

Jake tried not to show his disappointment at that. Was she really going back or was it just a lie because he asked who they were for? He was pretty sure they were for Lilly and now he regretted asking her and making her uncomfortable.

"Oh, yeah they'll be fine. Again, would you like it now or…" he trailed off.

"I can wait!" She smiled and plopped down on a chair in front of the large window.

Jake quietly headed for the backroom, chuckling to himself while choosing the flowers that would successfully deliver her rage from earlier.

Meanwhile, Nora quickly got bored of sitting around and decided to message the hacker guy. She hadn't really talked to him these past few days and was itching for any conversation with him. Snapping a photo of the floral display, she sent it to him, knowing he'll probably figure out that she was in Duskwood now. The buzz of a phone on the counter grabbed her attention. Jake must have left it here before going to get the flowers.

She hesitated and quickly sent another text saying 'hello', raising her eyebrows when the phone buzzed again. Curiosity won and she made her way to the counter and saw her name flashing on the screen.

She grinned.

It was fifteen minutes later that Jake came back with a beautiful bouquet in hand. How he had managed to make 'fuck you' look so good, Nora might never know. He was surprised to see that she hadn't moved from her position on the chair at all but let it go without much thought.

"Ah, thank you so much, Jake!" She chirped brightly, coming to stand in front of the counter and looking at his work.

"It's no trouble." He ducked his head shyly, not being used to the praise. The townspeople were much more distant and mostly parted with a simple thank you. It was refreshing to hear that someone appreciated his more known set of skills.

"Seriously, this is so beautiful. I almost don't want to give it up." Nora didn't have any trouble communicating her genuine thoughts and now that she knew who he was, she wanted to have a little fun.

She dashed to the shelves and picked out a fully bloomed rose and put in on the counter. Despite his confusion, he rang up the rose along with everything and relayed the total amount to Nora.

She paid him and picked up the bouquet, giving him a smile and headed for the door.

"Wait! You forgot the rose." He held up the single flower but Nora just grinned.

"Ah, did I forget to mention? That's for you."

She laughed in delight at the blush that spread rapidly across his cheeks and giving him a final wink, stepped out of Plumes.

Jake covered his face with his hands and groaned loudly. Nora was going to be the death of him but he found himself thinking that maybe he wouldn't mind it, after all.

———

Jake looked at the text Nora sent him earlier, sitting in front of his computer. The rose she had given him was in a glass full of water beside his bed. Why would she send him the photo of the flowershop? Did she want him to know that she was in Duskwood?

He didn't know what to reply so he simply sent a 'pretty' and waited for her to say something. He felt himself smile when he watched the three dots on his creen, signaling she was typing. They talked about Hannah for a while before the conversation took a more personal turn.

Nora [8:45pm]

I don't want you to go.

Jake's breath hitched at the message, heart beating rapidly. How Nora managed to have this much effect on him through a screen was almost unbelievable to him. He bit his lip and the events of the past week came rushing through his mind, making him confused.

Did she like the 'Hacker' or the flower shop employee 'Jake'? He felt frustrated with the situation and himself, not knowing what to feel. He wished they could talk simply, without any investigation involved.

Nora [8:46pm]

You know, I like you

He scanned the message with furrowed eyebrows. If Nora liked him, why was she flirting with 'Jake'? He poured out all his frustration and insecurities in his reply, watching as she still tried to convince him that this–whatever he and Nora had–was okay.

He didn't want to be hurt, nor did he want to hurt her, so he did what he thought was right. The messages were almost painful to write and he shut his phone as soon as he sent them.

Rubbing his palms over his eyes, he focused on the computer in front of him. His goal was to find Hannah, he didn't need any distractions.

It was morning when he picked up his phone again, eyes scanning the last text Nora sent.

Nora [9:00pm]

I'm sorry Jake

I won't bother you about this again.

His heart almost stopped at the use of his name. How did she know? More importantly, what had he done?

[duskwoodraven]

Another part?? YAY!

I am interested in this new Vortex character and Hannah getting involved is honestly accurate. This is going to be veeeery interesting 😆

😅 This concept is so much harder to write than the others... how on earth does one try to track a Jake anyway? 🤔

Pieces of You Part 2

Vortex: Woah! Woah! You actually paid! 😳

MC: Don’t make me call my bank to reverse the transaction. Can you get me the footage or not?

Vortex: Of course I can get you the destination! I just didn’t think you'd actually pay. You know, that you’re THAT serious about this.

MC: You know nothing about me. Don’t assume anything.

Vortex: Clearly not. 🤨

Vortex: And your target is serious too.

MC: What are you talking about?

Vortex: I found him leaving the motel as you said. His plates have filters on them preventing them from being tracked.

MC: Is that going to be a problem?

Vortex: For the police! But not for me! 😎

Vortex: It’s just going to take longer. I'll have to track his movement manually. So sit tight, I'll let you know when I have something.

Vortex is offline.

I tossed my phone on the couch beside me and sighed. Finding another hacker that I could trust wasn’t easy, and who knew if I could? But I was getting desperate for a lead.

Suddenly there was a knock on my apartment door. It was the middle of the night, who could possibly be knocking? I went up to the door and peeked to see who it was. Definitely not someone whom I was expecting.

“Hannah!?” I exclaimed as I opened the door. “I’m sorry, but what the hell are you doing here? It is 2 am!”

“I know you’re looking for him,” she pushed into the apartment. “Because I’ve been looking for him.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. We can’t find someone who doesn’t want to be found,” I lied.

“Bullshit! There is no way you've rolled over on this! Come on! Tell me what you have!” she insisted.

“Did you come all the way from Duskwood alone?” I questioned. “Does Thomas know where you are?”

Hannah sighed and sat down on my couch, “We are taking a break.”

“Oh, I’m sorry,” I went and sat down in the armchair across from her. “I just don’t think this is best for you right now.”

“Not you too!” she rolled her eyes. “Jake looked for me and never gave up! Why the hell shouldn’t I do the same for him?”

“Hannah, you were kidnapped. Jake is being pursued by the government. Us searching for him might very well lead them to him,” I sighed. “It’s really not the same.”

My phone beeped next to Hannah. I tried to keep a straight face while she eyed me. Eventually she picked up my phone and saw the message on the screen.

Vortex: Found him! Well found the general area he's hiding.

“You lying bitch!” she yelled.

“Ok, ok, I’m looking for him, but only to make sure he’s ok!” I explained. “I’m not going to do something crazy like actually search him out!”

“You honestly expect me to believe that?” she raised her eyebrow.

“Maybe?” I replied innocently. “Can I have my phone?”

“Are you going to let me search with you?” she countered.

“Do you promise to do as I say and not do anything rash?” I narrowed my eyes.

“Yes, fine, I promise,” she waved her hand.

“And promise to tell Lilly where you are so everyone back in Duskwood doesn’t freak out?” I continued. “And make it clear I had nothing to do with this!”

“Gosh, yes, Mom!” she frowned and tossed my phone onto my lap.

I sighed and opened my phone. “I managed to find the motel he was staying at before he had to run,” I explained.

“How?” she asked sincerely.

“He was careless and let slip that there was a particular kind of restaurant across from the motel. That narrowed down the possibilities a bit,” I smiled.

“So? Did you go?” she pushed.

“I did. It was terrifying, Hannah. He was shot at. He barely got out of there in time. I spoke to a witness that told me he escaped on a motorcycle,” I glazed over the finer details.

“Shot at?” Hannah repeated.

“Exactly why you and I have no business getting too close!” I emphasized. Well I meant more her than me, but still.

“What the hell did he do?” she thought out loud.

I sighed, “I have no idea, but whatever he did it was big. They’re ruthless and persistent.”

“Well, I’m not going to give up,” she grinned determined.

I looked at her exasperated. After all that time we spent finding her, saving her, she was going to throw herself into trouble. I could feel the weight of a lot of people pressuring me to convince her of otherwise, particularly Jake. I mean if he found out that I involved her, he was going to be pissed. At least I could see how stubbornness ran in the family.

“What do you have?” I asked curiously.

“Me?” she looked confused.

“Yes, you've been searching for him as well?” I clarified.

“Oh, well I have, but I have no idea what I'm doing,” she admitted very embarassed. “I was hoping maybe I could pick up something from an expert like you.”

“An expert? Please I'm hardly that,” I laughed uncomfortably. “My first instinct was to find another hacker!”

“We're both hopeless without him?” she giggled.

“Well like I said, he doesn’t want to be found so its going to take another hacker to track him,” I leant back with a sigh.

“Can we trust this hacker though?” Hannah asked seriously.

“I spent a while looking for recommendations for hackers for hire. Even so, I’m just feeding him the bare bones of information. I can’t guarantee he'll be 100% loyal, but he doesn’t come cheap so here’s hoping he doesn’t try to double cross us,” I explained.

“Shall we go check out the location now?” Hannah suggested.

“It’s nearly 3 am, I did want to get some shut eye,” I frowned at my uninvited guest. “You must’ve been driving all day to get here!”

“It was longer than I expected,” she smiled awkwardly.

“Oh you should get some rest too, I’ll set up the sofa bed for you. After all we’re not Jake, we do need sleep to function properly,” I insisted as I stood up.

Hannah yawned and stretched, “Yeah ok, but first thing in the morning we’re chasing your lead!”

[duskwoodraven]

Awww the angst, the love! I adore this 😍😍

"I won't let him hurt you again" Part 1

Jake x Mc

"I have your crony."

That's all she got. This, and a photo where a young guy was sitting tied up on a chair. His clothes, face and even black hair were covered in blood.

"Finish it, if you don't want him dead."

However, she and the man without a face understood the phrase "finish it" differently. Which is why, after receiving this message and trying to contact Jake to no avail, Mc took one ticket to Duskwood and set out on the same day.

It was crazy. If her friends found out about this, they would definitely try to talk her out of it. She didn't know Jake. She didn't know what he looked like or what kind of person he was in real life, but was willing to risk everything to save him.

They might also assume that he set it up. He made her fall in love with him so that he could lure her into a trap. But Mc was sure of Jake. Anyone could have done it. But not him.

There was also a chance that the man without a face was lying and it wasn't Jake at all. Besides, he hadn't answered for a long time, because he was on the run... But still. Still...

Mc didn't tell anyone that she went to Duskwood. The only person who knew about this was Lilly. She helped her check into the Motel and get there undetected. Lilly also offered to stay with her, but Mc refused. The Motel was near the woods. That's what she needs.

Mc layed low. She almost stopped communicating with friends from Duskwood, and spent all her days searching. The answer was close, and Mc knew it.

It's been two weeks. She was ready to go into the woods.

Of course, Mc had already been there. And in the dare house too. But no one was there and Mc continued to search.

Until she came across something interesting in Hanna's photos.

As it turned out, Duskwood had its own mine. And Hanna was suspiciously interested in the strange holes in the woods that looked like an abandoned entrance. So Mc went there.

It was scary. Apart from the light from her lantern, there was no other light. But she kept going. If she was lucky... If she was lucky, she would find Jake.

And Hannah, too.

The tunnels were endless. How long had she been there, several hours? Sometimes it seemed to her that she would never get out of there, that she would die in an abandoned mine. Alone.

Mc was about to go back and start searching again tomorrow when she noticed something strange from the angle of her vision. Metal door. Mc came closer.

A blow to the head followed.

She woke up in someone's arms, people was talking quietly near her, but Mc could not make out the words. A man moved her hair softly, barely touching with his fingers.

With a great effort, Mc forced her eyes open. Her vision was blurred, and all she could see were blurry silhouettes. She tried again.

The first thing that caught her eye was the worried and frightened look of a man whose face Mc had only seen in a blurry photograph that had come to her a few weeks ago. The reason she was here.

Mc tried to get a better look at him. Apart from a few bruises, and a stubble, there was nothing to indicate that he had been trapped in the depths of the mine for who-knows-how long. Not for a moment did his gaze leave her, scanning her from head to toe, as if afraid that if he left Mc again, the man without a face would hurt her. His lips were tightly compressed, except when he briefly replied to а person next to him.

A person? Mc shifted her gaze to the side.

It was Hannah. She looked worse than her brother - her hair was tangled, and she looked tired, noticeably thinner, and her skin, which had not seen sunlight for a long time, seemed to turn gray. She was definitely different from the beautiful and cheerful girl in the photos. But it was still Hannah. Alive.

Mc looked back at Jack and their eyes met. She noticed that his features smoothed a little, and the corners of his mouth slightly turned up. Jake brushed her cheek with his thumb.

"What have you done, silly..."

She replied, her voice low and hoarse.

"I was looking for you."

Jake smiled ruefully. Only now did she realize that he and Hannah had been sitting on their laps while Mc herself lays in Jake's arms. She would have been glad of that... If it were all under different circumstances.

Mc tried to get up, but Jake didn't let her.

"You'd better lie down for a while longer and not make any sudden movements," Hannah said.

Mc obeyed. She looked back at Jake. Did he keep looking at her all the time? She felt awkward. How bad does she look right now?

Hannah looked awkwardly from MC to Jake and back again.

"Okay, then. I'll give you some time alone."

"Alone," however, was too big a word. The room they were all in was absolutely small - 5 paces long and 10 wide. Hannah got up and sat in the farthest corner from them, which was the opposite of the one she and Jake were sitting in. She didn't even need to strain one's ears to hear what they were saying, and that made Mc extremely uncomfortable.

"How are you feeling?" Jake asked.

Mc looked him in the eyes. She had longed to see them, and now she was ready to drown in them.

"It's like I got hit on a head," Mc joked.

Jake almost laughed, but pulled himself together. She could feel on a physical level how uncomfortable he was right now.

"You shouldn't have come to Duskwood. Why did you do that?"

"I was afraid for you. I was afraid he'd do something to you..."

Jake couldn't help but press his forehead against hers. Mc clung to him, closing her eyes. How long they had wanted this - just to touch each other, to look into others eyes. And here they were, locked up and exhausted, but together. Things are much easier when he's around.

"I won't let him hurt you again," MC said.

Jake laughed softly and pulled her closer.

"Promise?"

"Promise."

[duskwoodraven]

I have no words (but also many words 😂)

This is beautiful, cute, amazing, and I love it so much thank you for writing!

three words to describe (Jake x MC, Duskwood)

A/N: I have been feeling super uninspired recently and then I devoured Duskwood. Thanks to this hackerboi, I was finally able to finish a piece of writing (first time in months!) I don’t know if there is much of a fandom here or if anyone else adores a hacker on the run, but I hope you enjoy! My MC’s name is Annie.

Length: ~1200 words

Rating: PG-13 (swearing? maybe? a kiss?)

Summary: Annie wants to know how Jake would describe himself.

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[duskwoodraven]

What a plot twist, I thought it was going to be Hannah but nope!

(And of course MC likes riddles ☺️)

Lovely work once again 💚💚

cyphers inside of me(series: Jennifer(1))

Dedicated to Duskwood and all people who love this incredible game and support it, creating their own unique and breath-taking content, which results in Duskwood fandom being the greatest one I`ve ever been in.

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Summary: Penetrated by these pensive, dreary eyes, she found it impossible to look away, as well as shake off a growing feeling of distress inside her chest.

Warning: angst, tension

                      “Sweetie, why aren`t you playing with anyone?”

Jennifer`s lips curled up into a fond smile, yet her gaze held a rather apologetic and compassionate expression. Her kind voice, latched with tenderness, didn`t make a girl sitting on the bed respond or even stir. Snow-white sheets emphasized her tiny repressed form, while she remained tight-lipped, absentmindedly scratching the floor with her shoe.

The sight was something Jennifer already had gotten used to. As an upcoming kindergartener, she was required to pass the 4-month practice course in the orphanage on the outskirts of Duskwood, where she recently has moved to in order to begin a new life in a small, cozy city. At first, settling down wasn`t easy due to the lack of knowledge about it but soon her carefree and friendly temper allowed Jennifer quickly find acquaintances and take a liking to the locals. 

Her job didn`t leave her listless as well. She really loved kids and that`s why she most likely was so deeply invested in it, giving her fullest. She couldn`t help that her heart bloomed with care every time she tended to a child or made it laugh so airily despite the terrible truth it was facing. Jennifer found it fascinating - the adults could never be like that even for a fleeting moment, burdened with materialistic problems, while all it took to make a child happy was to show a few colourful pencils and play hide-and-seek or tell a fairy-tale. Some would think that this kind of work was miserable and low-paid but once again, these were just gloomy lectures of other adult people who only cherished money instead.

That`s why Jennifer felt truly concerned when she couldn`t find appropriate approach to certain children, especially orphans. Usually she succeeded in conquering their trust and favour with various methods, whether it was an interesting hobby or a way to let them feel loose, but now the young woman was facing a serious challenge. It`s been a month but this particular girl never seemed to allow Jennifer into her private cirle, always keeping to herself and flat-out refusing any forms of affection. She wondered why. 

Maybe she did something to upset her? Incorrect choice of words? Perhaps the little girl didn`t like her new babysitter in the first place?

Jennifer squatted before her, searching for her eyes.

“You look bored. Do you want to have some excitement? I`ll show you a magic trick”, she smiled some more, trying to catch her attention.

No response.

But this time the girl shuddered a bit because some of her peers ran down the corridor with loud screams, earning an earful from the old grouchy cleaner. The frantic sounds of feet subsided, as they made for the common playing room, leaving only a screeching bucket and displeased murmurs behind. Jennifer chuckled and then turned to the girl again.

“Okay”, Jennifer`s smile didn`t cease to be warm and patient. “tell me your name at least. We`ve never really introduced to each other. I am Jennifer but you can call me Jen. My hobby is crafting accessories”.

And at that exact moment she looked up an wordlessly stared at her. 

Jennifer felt a lump form in her throat, overehelmed by sudden emotions.

It was as if they looked at each other for the first time, revealing a tangled secret, for a brief second discovering innermost feelings, well-hidden undereneath the dark surface of the bottomless lake, full of cold quiet waters. This girl was odd. Jennifer surely has never experienced such confusion before - yes, with lightning speed she concluded that in fact she wasn’t an ordinary kid; intelligent, albeit pensive eyes, faintly glimpsing with subdued pain, reminded of a puppy, abandoned in the middle of street. The girl’s face was so sad, as if she understood way to much to enjoy childish thinking. She was desperately searching for the slightest change in Jennifer’s expression, trying to detect lies or malicious intentions.

When she failed, she looked away, shyly clutching the ends of her shirt.

It felt disheartening. Jennifer got up with a little sigh.

“My name is MC. I like riddles”.

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Awww this is so so sweet! Thank you for writing this~

And don’t worry too much about your English, I could understand what you where trying to say :)❤️❤️

Jake is perfect!

A short JakexMc Story!

ATTENTION!

I am a German potato and not the best in English. I only had the bad German school English.But I didn’t want to post it in German because otherwise only a few people would probably see it. I know my English is absolutely not perfect and if someone wants to rewrite the whole thing, they can do it and send it to me. I hope you like it anyway. Unfortunately there are so few people celebrating Duskwood so Tumblr is perfect. A heart for Jake! Please don’t laugh at me.This is just an idea from my dreamy world Hopefully have fun. .

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I walk through Jake’s apartment. Everything is done. The laundry is done. The kitchen is clean. The living room is clean. Jake works on his computer. I’m bored. What should I do now?

I let myself fall on the couch in Jake’s office and look over at him. “What do you do?” I ask curiously. “Work” He stares intently at the screen. “Is that ‘your world’ as you call it?” “Yes” Now I get up again and stand next to him. “and what exactly are you doing?” I ask again. “I’m trying to decrypt a file,” he grumbles. “Show it to me?” “There is no second chair here” He talks as if he weren’t here. He is in his world. “Don’t worry” I grin and he looks up at me. His left hand is on the keyboard. I grab his wrist and hold his arm aside. Then I carefully drop onto his lap. He looks at me with a start and he briefly tenses. It is cute that he is still sometimes so overwhelmed and surprised. “Or should I get up again?” I ask quietly. “Sit stillBut listen "Now a little grin flits in his face too. So I look at the computer. "So …” he begins to explain everything to me.

I drop yawning against his chest. “I’m not looking through there yet” I murmur and turn to him. However, I slide towards his pelvis. Startled, he cleared his throat. I breathe “oops”. “It’s okay,” he murmurs, tensing up again slightly. We look deep into each other’s eyes. With a wave of his hand, he pushes his electronics back onto the table without fear of falling slightly. At the same time he gets up with momentum and lifts me onto the table. I gasp from the sudden situation. Now I’m sitting on the table in front of him. He stands in front of me with my hands to the left and right of my thighs. He looks down on me easily from above. “Beware of kittens as you move,” he whispers in a harsh voice. “What else happens?” I breathe back. A soft laugh leaves his mouth. “You love to annoy me, don’t you?” whispers and and comes a little closer to my face with his. I loop my right arm to pull his neck closer to him. “Yes” I whisper back and grin cheekily. His right hand wraps around my waist. Rolling his eyes, he looks at me. “Jake?” “Yes?” “Kiss me please,” I whisper. “I don’t know if you deserve it,” he looks thoughtfully at the ceiling. I stroke “Jake” impatiently through his hair. “But only one” grinning he puts his lips on mine. “Jake please” I complain when he loosens himself. “Hm no” he winks at me and wants to sit on the chair again. I grab his wrist and pull myself back. I immediately put my lips on his and my legs around his waist. He puts his hands on the table next to my thighs. A very passionate but supportive kiss. Although we have been together for some time now, it always feels like New Year’s Eve is in my stomach. I love kissing him and being by my side makes me so happy. His tongue carefully rubs my lips and I open my mouth. Our tongues immediately play with each other and make the whole kiss more intimate. Until he struggles to breathe from me and leans his forehead against mine. “You should go to sleep now, it’s already 4:00 am” he breathes. “Why shouldn’t you sleep?” I ask back. “I have to finish this quickly” “But why can’t I stay awake with you?” “Because you distract me and are totally tired,” he grins and kisses my forehead. Suddenly he lifts me up in the bridal style and carries me towards the bedroom. He gently places me on the bed and lifts the blanket over me. He leans back to me and presses his lips to mine. “Good night honey” he breathes and disappears from the door.

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Me before reading: I would gladly dance above the mwaf’s grave and spit on it.

After reading: ... I’m very slightly attracted????

But seriously this is so well written I literally shivered when the mwaf gave MC a kiss on the neck 😲 I love it! 💚💚

Hi can you write something about Man without The face and MC thank you i like writings

Warnings: kind of Stockholm syndrome, mc being tied up/restrained, dark fic

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You closed your eyes, squeezing them tightly as you felt the man caress your face with his gloved hands. Teeth gritted with the effort to keep quiet, you were sure your jaw would hurt for days after this.

His eyes were dark, wild and intently looking into yours. You refused to back down, letting him see the defiance in you as you glared back.

The sound of an amused chuckle made you scowl as he stepped back and came to stand behind your chair, the ropes making sure that you couldn't move even if you'd wanted to.

"Why don't you understand? I'm saving you," he murmured in a low voice.

You felt his breath on your neck as he leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss on the skin there. You willed yourself to not flinch at the action, but not managing to repress a shudder as he dragged his nose along the column of your throat.

"They're all using you. They're trying to hurt you, lead you astray. But not me."

He came forward to face you once again and this time, there was something else in his eyes, something that you refused to acknowledge. He placed his hands on yours, frowning as you balled your fists.

"I'm the only one who knows the truth. And the only one who dares to act on it," he continued, "I know things about them that would make your toes curl. You think I'm the monster? You haven't even seen a tenth of them."

His constant declarations of being right had never bothered you. You knew he was wrong and that was it. But how much more could you withstand, without beginning to doubt?

The flicker of uncertainty in your eyes did not go unnoticed by him as he smiled at you, the action unusually gentle for someone like him. How did you classify someone as him though?

"You'll know. I just have to get the proofs because I know you won't believe me," there was a certain sorrow in his tone when he said that, "but I'm not giving up. I won't let them ruin your life. I'll show you."

He tucked a strand of hair behind your ear and made to hold your hand again. This time, you didn't protest.

The brilliant smile he gave you in turn had your heart clenching painfully in your chest.

"I'll be back soon," he kissed your forehead and made his way to the door.

Strangely, you hoped he would be.

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That’s some good fluff 😚😚😚 100000/10

Hey i'm new here , I want to tell you that I love all what you wrote keep going and I ask you if you could write Jake x mc when Jake get sick and mc get scared and how she acts about this ?? and I'm sorry for my bad English

Anonymous asked: Can you please write something about Jake x mc like mc was so scared for Jake cause he is sick I want to know what she will do about it and I love your fanfiction ❤️❤️

I'm sorry this is so late but welcome! I hope you enjoy your time here :) your English is fine, angel, don't apologise and thank you for the compliments ❤️

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When you returned home from work that day, you didn't see Jake in the living room, which was odd. He was always here this time around, claiming he was taking a break and spending time with you simultaneously. Confused, you walked towards your shared bedroom and opened the door, coming face to face with a huge blanket roll and understanding dawned on your face.

He was sick.

You closed the door quietly and sat down on the bed, carefully removing the blanket from his face. His breathing was irregular and he was huffing in discomfort. Your eyes softened as you put your hand on his forehead to gauge his temperature and he sighed in relief at your cold palm, connecting with his burning temple.

"Oh, baby..." You trailed off, his forehead burning under your palm, as he opened his eyes and sniffled.

"Ah, I'm sorry I was sleeping," he struggled to get up but you resolutely pushed his shoulders down on the bed, expression tense.

"No, it's okay. Don't get up now. Did you take anything for that fever?" You asked, pushing the damp hair stuck to his forehead, away.

"I did. In the afternoon," he mumbled, eyes already drooping close.

"Okay, that's good. I'll be right back," you got up and kissed his forehead tenderly and he smiled, nodding.

You quickly changed from your work clothes into something comfortable and made your way to the kitchen. Opening the refrigerator, you took some ice in a bowl along with a face towel and tissues, walking back to your room when you had everything.

Jake had already fallen asleep and you put everything down on the bedside table, sitting on the bed and gently raised his head to your lap. He stirred a little but otherwise remain undisturbed.

When you were sure he was asleep again, you soaked the towel in the cold water and squeezed the excess out, putting the damp cloth on his forehead. You did the same to his cheeks with tissues and heard him sighing in relief at the cool feeling.

For the next two hours, you repeated the procedure, and made sure he was absolutely comfortable. You had to get up a few times to change the water and Jake had made little noises of complaint when you placed his head back on the bed, cradling it gently from where it was lying on your lap.

You smiled in relief when you noticed his fever was not as high as before and leaned back against the headboard, closing your eyes for a minute. When you opened them next, yours and Jake's position were reversed as it was your head which now lay in his lap.

"Hey, you," he smiled, as his fingers ran through your hair and you slowly blinked, realising you had fallen asleep while taking care of him.

"How are you feeling?" You asked and Jake huffed out a laugh.

"Much better, all thanks to you," he leaned down and nuzzled your face and you smiled.

"I'm glad. Now what else do you need?" You asked, getting up but he stopped you.

"Cuddles."

You grinned at his pouting expression and opened your arms wide.

"Come here."

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Dang Jessy wasn’t there a better way on saving the situation? 😂😂

At least it will be an interesting story for the future lol

(Great work once again @introvertinthecorner!)

Jake x MC "I'm gonna need some context for whatever I just heard."

@jellyfishdodraw asked: 77 and 2 in a lazy morning would be SO cute

77. You should be asleep. 

95. I’m going to need some context on whatever I just heard.

Pairing: Jake × reader

Notes: I know Serah that you asked for a lazy morning but I had this idea and since I already did 2, I decided to combine 77 and 95, I hope you don't mind!

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Jake had been really busy with work lately that he couldn't spend much time with his lover and felt really bad about it.

You had kissed him goodbye as he was still waking up, softly asking him to go back to sleep, since he had been working all night and only came up to bed an hour ago. He had smiles sleepily, brushing his lips against yours one last time before you went off to work.

But no matter what he did, he couldn't fall asleep and thoughts of spending time with you kept invading his mind. At last, he got up and dressed, actually wearing something else other than a hoodie to surprise you at work and maybe have lunch together if you were free.

On the way to your office, he bought a bouquet of your favourite flowers and nervously checked his hair before entering the building and asking the receptionist for you. She smiled excitedly at him, which he found a little odd and told him the room in which you could be found.

His steps were silent as he made way to the end of the hallway but stopped abruptly as he heard voices. Would he be disturbing you? He hoped not.

The door was open slightly and he peaked inside, shocked to see Jessy standing in front of you, holding your hands and you were speaking something.

".....the first time I spoke to you. You were so kind and thoughtful and helped me so much with everything. I think I had already fallen for you at that point and meeting you in person only confirmed that. I love you so much and will you do the honour of being mine forever?"

Jake tuned out the rest of the world as his heart dropped, breath quickening and eyes involuntarily watering. You couldn't do something like that, he knew it, he knew you. So why did it feel like his heart had been viciously stomped on?

He started to back up from the door but his bracelet–that you had given him–banged against the door and alerted the two occupants of the room to his presence.

All the blood drained out of your face as you looked at his stricken face and moved towards him.

"You should be asleep," you said as you reached for his hand but he didn't let you, recoiling from your touch.

You looked like he'd slapped you.

"I’m going to need some context on whatever I just heard," he said.

He had to be rational, there was probably a good explanation, you weren't...you couldn't cheat on him. He knew you.

"I..." You began, voice trembling but were interrupted by Jessy.

"She is going to propose to you." She blurted out and you turned to her sharply.

"Jessy!"

"What? You both looked like you were poisoned and were going to drop dead any moment, I had to do something!" She hissed and you groaned, sitting down in a chair and hiding your face in your hands.

Jake slowly felt the words sink in and looked at your embarrassed expression and Jessy's apologetic one, before he let out a shaky breath.

To everyone's surprise, he started laughing, tears streaming down his face and shaking his head in relief. Jessy smiled at the both of you before excusing herself and leaving.

Jake sat beside you and waited for you to raise your head. When you did, he grinned at you, face filled with so much relief and joy that you immediately felt better, knowing he hadn't misunderstood anything.

"You were practicing?" He teased and you shoved him, only succeeding him making him laugh at your plight.

"I wanted to surprise you," you pouted and he only gave you a blinding grin in response.

"Consider me very much surprised, love."

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I don’t know why, but a depressed Richy in a carrot costume is really inspiring :)

Hi, I noticed that you opened the orders so ... 16 with Jake or Richy (you choose). And never forget, you are an AMAZING writer. XOXO.

16. That all makes sense, but why are you wearing a carrot costume?

Pairing: Richy × reader

Notes: since we already got so much Jake, I thought I'll go with Richy! I hope you like it, anon and thank you for the kind words :)

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Exhausted from work and trudging up the steps to your apartment, you once again cursed your luck. Your boss just had to call you in on halloween. Your favourite day of the year which you should have been celebrating with your boyfriend, not sitting in an office.

Of course you were still going to go out but it wouldn't be as much fun when you're so tired. Sighing at the thought that you had to find your white stockings, you fumbled in your pockets for the keys to your apartment.

"No! You have to!"

Ah yes, Richy's cute little niece who was left with her uncle to 'bond' while her parents went on a cruise. Hearing her voice cheered you up a little and you looked forward to seeing Richy's panicked expression at not knowing how to handle yet another tantrum.

Opening the door, you came face to face with a tiny Anna and a tall carrot. Your eyebrows disappeared in your hair as you saw the little girl smoothening her iconic green dress, a ginger wig resting on her head, glaring at the much larger man, who looked like he was trying not to cry.

She noticed you as soon as you closed the door and squealed, running to you and hugging your legs. You laughed as you grabbed her and peppered her face with kisses, to which she responded with delighted giggles.

"You're back! Look I'm Anna and Richy's Olaf!" She exclaimed, squirming to be put down, running to stand next to Richy, beaming up at you.

"That all makes sense but why are you dressed as a carrot?" You asked, directing the last part at Richy who was looking miserable. He opened his mouth to reply but was cut off by his niece.

"Well, we couldn't find an Olaf costume big enough for him so he has to settle for the carrot on his nose," she said, looking up at Richy, who grinned forcefully and gave her a thumbs up. You had to stifle your laughter at that.

"Now, come on! Go wear your Elsa dress and then we can go trick or treating!" She said and turned to rummage into her bag, making space for 'all the candies I'll get'.

Richy followed you as you went into your bedroom and let out a loud groan as you finally broke and laughed at his plight. He glared at you, a pout on his face and you pinched his nose, cooing at him.

"Ugh, this is the worst. My reputation will be ruined," he whined as you brought out the blue gown from your closet and started unzipping your work skirt.

"You didn't have that much in the first place so I think you'll be fine," you said and unbuttoned your shirt. Richy's mind seemed to be elsewhere as his eyes raked over your form with a sort of mischievous look in his eyes and you immediately knew what was coming next.

"Are you sure we can't stay in? I'm sure Jessy will be thrilled to take her," he came up behind you and kissed your neck as you struggled to get your arms into the costume's sleeves.

Shivering slightly from his touch as he zipped up the back, you turned to him with a grin and pecked his lips lightly.

"Nope, you're not getting out of this one."

"Hurry up, you two!"

"I never want children."

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Oh my it’s a Richy fic! 👀 I love to see other characters explored :)

And the lip lick make my face go red

Closer and closer

Prompt 12: Sneaking away to a hidden corner to share a secretive kiss.

Richy × MC

Words: 580

Anonymous asked: Hi! Can you do 12 for MC x Richy, please?

A/N: I’m so happy that other characters are getting requests too. I hope you enjoy!

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I was smiling the whole time reading this! Thank you so much for writing! ❤️

Roses and thorns

Pairing: Jake × player (Nora)

Genre: fluff, angst

Word count: 2.7k

Summary: Nora loves making Jake flustered but he isn’t exactly complaining when he gets to see that smile on her face.

A/N: y'all….I finally finished it. Fair warning this diverges a little from canon but the Hannah disappearance and investigation arc is still there. The player doesn’t know Jake is the hacker’s name. I took some writer’s liberty with Jake’s character since we don’t know much about him (except I’ll die for him), so I hope that’s okay! And lastly, I’m sorry for that ending butttt I’m not that cruel usually. It’s just this once. Maybe. All the characters belong to everybyte, I have no claim over them.

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