#renneiscent

[cursedchildofchaos]

Relationship status: I'm dating Thomas Thorne from BBC's Ghosts and Jay in the CBS version in my head

Favorite color: Pastel pink

Song stuck in my head: Running Up that Hill

The last thing I listened to: A mash up of Running Up that Hill by Kate Bush and The Man by Taylor Swift

Last thing I goggled: Duskwood chatbot

(if you were here for the majority of last year, I was obsessed and I still kind of am)

Favorite food: Cookie dough or strawberry ice cream

Anything you want rn: A chiropractor

Thanks for the tag @the-tea-and-book-nook

Some no pressure tagging: @drsquared @irrealisms @whitefang1220 @nasirlye @i-the-frenchiest-of-fries @as-catolica @renneiscent @lyon-amore @mevweasley

[artic-willow]

Duskwood AU "Criminal On The Loose."

Chapter 1 (N) "Not A Kid Anymore."

Taglist: : @jakelogic @i-desire-jake @jakeismylover @digital-corruption @pennyl4n3 @saddah-mo @booklover-01040 @rw47vr-key7vr @red-writes-stuff @layanasstories @zmayadw @hacked-by-jake @spookycolorpeanut @leverageduskwood @lyricsofravensong @juan-nonetheway @robbybarnes @lois-carroline @captainwanderlust78 @jake01040-duskwood @silentblogsstuff @youngphilosophertragedy @slow-hazel @sasnayaandra  @lem-onchan  @futaba-01040 @duskwood-fandom @aisling-things @oceanipebble @withjake-blog @duskyducky @roxiuuu @duskwoodx @miraculous-duskwood-girl @riaduskwood @nala-raines @lyon-amore @justubi @renneiscent

!TW: MENTION OF DRUGS, BAD WORDS!

*Azure’s POV*

The anxiety suffocates the air.

We are standing, in an almost isolated place with trucks parked at the end of the curb, with a German Shepherd pulling my arm so hard that it comes off.

I've seen worse, I could have been a lot worse.

-"So, what should we do?" Nuna murmurs in a playful voice, as if there is joy in this moment.

-"Dan lent us his dog, he's a dog who smells drugs." Charlie highlights the last words.

Nuna seems to go blackout for a moment.

Her eyes are glued to the ground and they look like two wells of water without an end. It looks like she is just scared, or maybe she is getting tired of living like this like me?

I can't blame her, everything sucks. Since we were born, we have been labeled slaves. We have never seen the light of freedom, of joy...Of having a normal fucking childhood. All we have seen since birth is death and violence.

A dog who smells drugs, cute. But...These types of dogs are on the side of good, not bad.

Since we have been criminals, practically, all our lives, it seems that all good things have slipped before our eyes. It's frustrating, but there's nothing we can do about it. But damn, Nuna is younger than me…Another broken heart. At her age I was already learning how to use a gun. Disgusting, just a broken heart. Just a broken soul. 

Oh how many times have I daydreamed about escaping this place but failing like a wingless angel. I would like to savor the taste of freedom, not of a prisoner.

Why do we have to live like this…? Why am I scared for every second of my damn life..? Why me…?

Charlie feels much less well, he can't deny it either. His eyes are dry and his mind is destroyed by everything. We didn't recover at all.

-"We will have to walk up to a small street, where Richy and Jessy have hidden drugs that we must then sell." Charlie sighs, a long, wild sigh. As if he too can no longer live like this.

- "Do we have to...?" Nuna is completely petrified, even here I can't blame her even a little.

What if the police find us and run after us? What if someone gets hurt while we run away from the police? We absolutely cannot rule out that the police will find us, because they will.

Charlie turns, looking at her menacingly. -"Are you still opposed to what they want?" Charlie lets out another heavy sigh, his eyes rolling for how many times he says that until he will vomit. -”If adults ask, you obey. End of the discussion. "

One of the phrases I hate the most. it's a fucking nonsense.

Why obey? In any case we will die one day, because they don't give a shit if we get hurt or are going to die with our heads. Nobody would care...So why obey them to adults if they are the cause of our malaise? Yet...It could also be the other way, why rebel if we don't have an escape route?

Nuna has heard that phrase so many times that she can now exchange it as daily bread.

She clenches her fists, her face wet from the little tears rising slightly just to look at Charlie with a look of hate. -"I do not care."

Though devoid of any swear words, the fragile but threatening voice makes me shiver. it's as if she highlights her hatred in all the words that come out of her mouth. 

It almost makes me think that...She too wants to stop living like this and rebel.

Charlie looks shocked too, but that feeling of shock can use it in his favor. -"Do you REALLY think we will have an escape from this shitty situation?"  His face is no longer annoyed, but slowly turns into a crooked and lethal smile. The smile you make when you want to say something threatening by bringing the facts to light and expecting to be right. 

Nuna makes a whimsical face, -"It's just that you don't see a way out, do you?"

The answer doesn't seem to make sense. But...Actually...Who says we don't have a way out? Or maybe…It’s just she who can see the way out.

- "Nuna! Shit!" He grits his teeth, - "You know how many fucking times I've tried to escape but couldn't?"

?

He tried to escape without us ..?

-"Carlie...If you tried to escape without us, it would mean that you don't care about us." I frown and look at him in the worst possible way. You fucking traitor.

He always tried to be some kind of leader, now what?  We can’t trust him anymore? He is sometimes a friend, he is sometimes the leader, he is sometimes an important member of the family… But sometimes he is the evil one, the hornless devil, a sociopath impotent to feel any kind of emotion. And now all these nicknames are completely foreign to me, who is he for us? 

Charlie is angry. It shows. He growls under his breath and his gaze burns everywhere he moves. -"You already know that I can't show much empathy...And I can't show it like you sometimes do..."

-"Charlie, nothing would happen if you showed us empathy sometimes." My voice is drier than before.

Nuna cries. -"You....You told me that we are not allowed to be children...Playing and having fun as such..." The voice is so much in pain and suffering that it seems that the heart has melted into a pulp inside of me.

Charlie saying that being a child is a way to show ourselves how useless we are, or at least as he said it he made us understand this.

I take Nuna's hand and we continue walking, without even seeing Charlie's embittered face.

—----

I shake Nuna's hand eagerly as I walk forward with my head cloudy with thoughts. The dog is making me walk faster as he is stronger than me. Nuna looks around lost and trembling.

-"Azure, I think we've arrived..." As soon as she pronounces these words I turn around and a shiver arches my back.

An isolated place with trucks randomly placed near the sidewalks, trucks of various brands of food or drink. It is now a completely abandoned place, with no trace of life and some trucks seem out of order.

Nuna stands beside me frightened by some strange noises, probably crows. -"Azure...What do we have to do…?"

The dog sticks its muzzle to the ground and begins to sniff the ground. -"Finding drugs that our allies had hidden...But in such a place I doubt there are any drugs..." I look around and the dog is about to take my arm off as he is glaring and dragging me towards a van. 

The van behind is open, I let go in pain and fell to the hard floor. -"Shit!" I let out a scream of pain.

-"Are you okay?" Nuna approaches the entrance of the van to peek.

I sneeze, my chest burns from the violent fall.

I look up and the dog is scratching somewhere in the van…From a distance it looked like a mousetrap. I get closer, and for some reason I start shaking. Sometimes it's Charlie who does these things, who has the courage to hold drugs. But he is not here with us, we can't always count on him.

Every step feels like I'm about to sink into the ground.

The dog has now dug and ruined that strange box, it's full of splinters. It's not safe to put my hand in that place...

I reach in with one hand, and pull out an envelope. It was a small bag, the contents inside were white and look like dandruff.

It…It is a drug…Even if it's not the first time I've done it, every time it just feels like a punch in the heart.

The thought of ruining people with this crap is heavy as an elephant on the back...

It's my fault something dies from this shit. It's my fault.

I leave the van crying, almost pushing Nuna.

There are some trees where, before collapsing, I place my hand on the trunk...

Why can't I have a normal life? Why do I always end up screwing everything up?

The world still collapses before my eyes.

I'm tired of living like this...

-"Azure?" Nuna hugs me from behind, I didn't even realize I was crying.

I turn abruptly and hug her, -"I'm sorry you have to face this life...I don't wish this on anyone."

Nuna looked confused, but she understood. -"Hey don't worry, it's not your fault..."

My mouth fills with things I want to say, but no one dares to come out.

-"You know...Maybe Charlie was right, we are not children anymore...Or at least we are for age but we don't think and act like children anymore." The way and the ease with which she says it is heartbreaking. But he's right.

-"Yes…You are right." I dry my tears, she too seems to be about to cry.

-"Can we eat something?" She huffs and holds her belly tightly.

I chuckle a little, -"If we find something, yes."

[renneiscent]

Masterlist.

This is collected list of everything which related of Duskwood.

What I have written:

Duskwood: The Heist

— Chapters: tap here.

— My first project with beautiful people here.

Duskwood: You Are All That Matters (Completed)

— Chapter: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13  14 15 16 17 18

— Have no clue what I’m writing, mind to check?

Duskwood: Red String of Fate

— One-shot from Oshi’s prompt.

— Characters: MC and Jake.

Duskwood: One-side, One way

— Phil certified as sad boy, prompt from Cait.

— Characters: MC and Phil.

Duskwood: Peine de Chocolat

— Layana asked me indirectly to be funny.

— Characters: MC, Dan, and Cleo.

Duskwood: Don't Be A Stranger

— Red's letting me to do violence.

— Characters: MC, Jessy, Hannah, Lilly, Cleo, and little bit of Jake.

Duskwood: Two Sides of The Same Coin (On-going)

— Chapter: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7

What I have made:

My Duskwood profile

— Duskwood profile of myself.

Some headcanon

— When my head is too noisy:

Jake's bad habits.

Jake becomes Shakespeare: 1 2

[hacked-by-jake]

Have no clue if this funny or not but I always love the idea of Jake has soft spot with animal but too scared to pet or even take care of it.

Jake was looking at the kitten at the street, fighting himself to take care of it or not. His first attempt was to ignore it and try to walk from different path, but then he found that kitten again. Second attempt, just tried to feed it but trying so hard to not get attached.

Then the third attempt to ignore it, he finally melted completely.

Jake frowned while looking down at the kitten, "how troublesome."

Then MC teased a lot after Jake told her about it, "if you ended up taking care of it, why didn't do it earlier?"

Jake sighed while still feeding the kitten, "caring for things bring a lot of trouble."

Ahhhhh! This is soooo cute! *-*

Now I imagine Jake standing on a sidewalk, dressed in black clothes as always, wearing his hood on his head to hide his face as best as possible. The serious hacker, who some people are more likely to avoid, as he stands there and this kitten looks at him, meows and it tears him up because it’s so cute. *-*

Thank you so much for sharing! It's so soft, I really like it! It warmed my heart. *-* I hope you will have a beautiful day/evening/night! :D

[cursedchildofchaos]

Lol, thanks for the tags @daughter-of-mary and @furubat

Favorite Color: Pastel Pink

Currently Reading: Princess Bride and Everything Sad is Untrue

Last Song: Scooter from the Muppets singing I got the Moves like Jagger trjkhlitbut

Last Series: I started a new series called Not Going Out (Slightly vulgar, just a heads up)

Last Movie: I think The Mummy from 1999

Currently Working On: My slightly abnormal cholesterol and adding frosted tips to the wig for my Brad cosplay

no pressure tags: @cat-a-holic @a-beautiful-crow @drsquared @mevweasley @i-the-frenchiest-of-fries @i-am-a-freg @obsessivefangirl @nasirlye @renneiscent @lyon-amore

tag game!! V●ᴥ●V

tagged by @nobodysugly

tag 9 people sheeeesh

FAVORITE COLOR: pink!

CURRENTLY READING: nothing because I'm illiterate (ᵔᴥᵔ)

LAST SONG: semi-automatic by twenty one pilots!

LAST SERIES: final space!!!!

LAST MOVIE: baby driver~~~

CURRENTLY WORKING ON: studying math and a papercraft King dedede hammer!

Tagging:

@unyanizedcatboys @hxneyboy @bogpaws @hksodapop @neo-cult-ure @liesminelli @beeboysupreme @transdelgado @lukewarmsunshine

[rw47vr-key]

you are not terrible at writing, you take that back. so, anyway. here's the prompt.

Pairing: Jessy x Richy. Genre: Something cute, I hate tears.

“I’m not drunk. Can a drunk person do this?” “You’re not doing anything.” “But… I sent you my love. Did you… did you not get it?”

One condition

◗ 　Summary: Jessy gets unexpected surprises in single night ◗ 　Genre: Fluff, idiots in love ◗ 　Warnings : none, I guess ◗ 　A/N: Rene, I'm incredibly sorry , this is SO late🥲. The story took it's own path without my approval😭.Please go easy on me, this is the first time I've written pure fluff, lmao(I'm not lying). And thank you so so much for sending in, dear! ❤❤ (I'm never going to take that back, what I said is 100% true😜) Thank you for reading in advance! 💕 Wishing you all a lovely day/night!💝

Dashing to the hall from her kitchen, Jessy peeked eagerly at the phone that gave a notification. Dissapointed, she sat in the sofa,crossing her hands over her chest.

"Should I just wait for another 10 minutes? ", she pouted.

"Alright,I'll distract myself",she said taking her phone lazily, and texted her best friend.

~

She jumped to her feet and headed towards the entrance, wondering who would be there at late night.

When she opened the door for them, her jaws dropped in disbelief.

"Richy! Wow, You're home early! ", she couldn't help but smile at his sudden arrival.

Richy walked past her and yanked his shoulder bag, with his head down. Jessy closed the door , confused.

He turned around facing her and put his hands up. " I'm finally home! ", and he giggled like a kid back from school.

"Haha What are you doing?.Cute.", Jessy let out her thoughts aloud and immediately covered her mouth embarrased. Lucky her, he didn't notice.

But she noticed something strange, he hasn't responded to her from the beginning.

"Honey, had your dinner? ", he asked Jessy, interrupting her thoughts. She picked up his bag and stepped forward to remove his jacket.

"Umm, no? Hav-", and just like that, he pulled her hand, barging into the kitchen.

" Richy! What has gotten into you?! ", Jessy opened her lid of turmoil, but what she received back from him was a genuine apologetic face. That drastically made her guilty.

" I'm preparing your favourite dish for dinner, and you're gonna watch", he said, looking for a pan and the ingredients in the cupboard.

"Richy..You don't know the recipe...", Jessy said, hiding her flushed cheeks. The chaos he caused a few seconds ago perished from her mind.

" I learnt it for you. It's not like I'm doing this to please you, I'm planning to see you happy 24x7.And I'm never giving up on that, understand? ", he replied with an oblivious smile, not realising what he does,lets her heart skip a beat, again and again.

"Oh my…I mean, I'll atleast help you", she remarked as she treaded, but she halted at the sight of his attempted cooking.

" Are you drunk, babe? ", she faked a frown, suppressing her laugh that would break out anytime.

"I'm not drunk. Can a drunk person do this?", he babbled, squinting his eyes.

" You're not doing anything", Jessy commented and gestured him to look what stunt he was playing.

Richy was successfully pouring water into an empty pan.

"Ah, a bowl, a bowl is what I need now", he said innocently, scratching his neck. Jessy pecked a kiss in his cheeks, and hugged him.

Having him endlessly bound to her side all her entire life, she knew really well how and who can guide her to the paradise of happiness; Richy, obviously.

She also knew,he wasn't doing this because of not being sober. This became an opportunity to know a lot more of his true feelings. Yet, she wanted to tease him a bit. "So,you are drunk. No wonder you were so romantic today", she sighed.

He finally hugged her back, saying" What do you mean, today? I am always romantic, when it comes to you", he released his hug and winked.

"Gosh, that's cheesy", she chuckled for which he argued again that he wasn't.

In the middle of that, he asked , " How about baby? ".

" Baby? How can… You're already talking about a baby? ", Jessy was too much shocked that she kept mumbling 'baby' with her eyes wide open.

“But… I sent you my love. Did you… did you not get it?”, he pondered.

" I.. I don't understand. You sent it?? ", she blinked for a while, and the fact behind his words flashed before her eyes.

" No way! You're talking about the puppy I told you about! Are you really going to buy a puppy? For me? ", she screamed and shook his hands in excitement.

" Yes! Yes! Hold on, honey. I swear that I asked the shop owner to bring the puppy to you, yesterday", he said, taking out his phone and scrolled to check the online website.

"Damn! ", he hissed running his hands through his hair and said, " I mentioned the day wrongly".

"Why, is that going to be a problem? ", she asked impatiently.He linked his fingers to hers, and shook his head.

" I felt awful when you went on saying you missed me,while texting", he stuttered and squeezed her hands.

He continued, "So I hastily informed the owner to send the puppy earlier..What I originally wanted was ,us to go in person and get the puppy. I thought you were angry with me and waited for your chat, whole day. Hahaha, that's how I ended up getting drunk and returning sooner, but don't yell at me,I made sure to finish my job, pinky promise".

Jessy remained quiet, and Richy panicked internally. "I did something silly, I know. I'm so sorry, Jessy", he sighed, wandering his eyes to interpret the reaction in her face.

" I forgive you, my silly lover. But on one condition", she looked serious and he nodded , ready to listen to whatever his dream girl asks for.

"How many hours are you planning to stand in the kitchen and talk? ", she whispered.

He went blank for a second and then added, "I don't understand the condition.Can you ,maybe, explain it? "

She narrowed her eyes and huffed. "Nevermind.I am going to make dinner".

"What? No! Please! Come on,Jessy! I really don't understand! What is that you want? ",he whimpered following her everywhere around the kitchen.

.・゜-: ✧ :-»»——⍟——««-: ✧ :-゜・．

A/N: If if you(those) were as clueless as Richy, well, it's fine, it's okay. 👀Yeah, MC's cameo role, I don't know how they ended up here. Let me know what you think about this! 💝

[paigenoelchas-blog]

Give 💙 this 💙 to 💙 the 💙 twelve 💙 nicest 💙 people 💙 you 💙 know 💙 if 💙 you 💙 get 💙 five 💙 back 💙 you 💙 must 💙 be 💙 perfect 💙

@ameliawarnerr @x3kristax3 @raemae17 @duskwoodgirl4life @hacked-by-jake @lyon-amore @a-glimpse-of-fantasy @inertflouride @manuedws @renneiscent @red-writes-stuff @artic-willow @julesisreading @giu-world @riaduskwood @witchwitha-b @diariodelissa @geocait0815 @zmayadw

The nicest though there are more than 12 and I know I missed some. Thank you all for the time and kindness that you have shown me.

[cursedchildofchaos]

Oh gosh oh gosh I... that's a hard choice. Hmmm...

1. Luna Lovegood from the Harry Potter Movies (never read the books)

2. Sword Lady from Tumblr

3. Kashima from GSNK

4. Sophie from HMC Book (it's only been a short time, but I adore her)

5. Prince Duncan from the Hero's Guide to Saving Your Kingdom

@drsquared @i-the-frenchiest-of-fries @nasirlye @frogressive-rock @renneiscent

I am only tagging five cuz that's all it said and I am lazy but others are welcome to steal this

five comfort characters, five tags

(had to start a new thread, got too long) thanks for tagging me @loulooser ooh i like this okay - nick nelson (osemanverse) - aled last (osemanverse) - peeta mellark (hunger games) - linh song (keeper of the lost cities) - xavier hawthorne (the inheritance games)

tagging @lyssified @mister3127 @raeny-nights-and-faery-lights @weirdo09 @charliethinks

[artic-willow]

Duskwood AU "Criminal On The Loose."

Chapter 1 (M) "Feelings."

Taglist: @jakelogic @crow-chaos @i-desire-jake @jakeismylover @digital-corruption @pennyl4n3 @saddah-mo @booklover-01040 @rw47vr-key7vr @red-writes-stuff @layanasstories @zmayadw @hacked-by-jake @spookycolorpeanut @leverageduskwood @lyricsofravensong @juan-nonetheway @robbybarnes @lois-carroline @captainwanderlust78 @jake01040-duskwood @silentblogsstuff @youngphilosophertragedy @slow-hazel @sasnayaandra  @lem-onchan  @futaba-01040 @duskwood-fandom @aisling-things @oceanipebble @withjake-blog @duskyducky @roxiuuu @duskwoodx @miraculous-duskwood-girl @riaduskwood @nala-raines @lyon-amore @justubi @renneiscent

!TW: Bad words, Medical drugs/Drugs and mention of Self-Harm (Flashback)!

*Jake’s POV*

I'm in the car, with a cigarette in my hand, parked in a parking lot. Disgusting.

I'm dirty, my mouth is just sticky from the smoke. Adorable. My hoodie is dirty with smoke residue. Disgusting. My mind cannot forget about my past. Again, disgusting.

I feel like one of my fathers, who takes drugs until he has lost all consciousness and sees reality slip out of his sight. Because he is, he has spent his life smoking as if it is the only escape and a band-aid from all pain.

...That's it, sort of. In fact you know what it does, the dangers of only consuming one cigarette.

But, I just do it. Why? Just two words, life sucks.

No, not always. Only those who see life as lousy live it as lousy. And because of that, I don't have a good life. Because I passed it only as if I were the spectator.

Yet when I was a little boy I couldn't control my emotions, so I couldn't do anything other than impose pain on myself. Scratching until I felt a bittersweet in my mouth. 'A quick remedy' in fact.

Poor little boy, emotions hurt, huh? This is why I have learned to ignore them, not to take them into consideration. If I do, will I suffer? Yes, as always. I can't let emotions win. Yet emotions hurt so much but they are indispensable, because if you don't listen to them, everyone automatically considers you a robot. Without emotions and to be thrown away.

Why does no one understand why I don't listen to my emotions? Easy. Hating a child is automatically being emotionless.

Yet that little girl is the result of an infidelity, the mother and father confirmed it. As my parents did more than once.

Even though my emotions tell me to get close to her, it looks like that little girl is pointing a gun in my forehead.

Disgusting.

She just has to be alone from me.

Without thinking I smoke again, now the smoke comes out of the window while I am in a state of 'Your wound is healed, for now!'.

From just one breath, they become five and so on.

I can only do one thing, hold a piece of paper in my fingers, not a normal piece of paper, a letter.

Jessy gave it to me. Best friend of that bitch.

As soon as I read and reread the last line, I just wanted to throw up from all the emotions I had in my body:

—

Dear Jake,

I wanted to end it, I already had the pills in my hand in my room. I just wanted to forget the pain, but it seemed too much to ask. Still, I was in front of the bar.

Needless to say, to forget the pain, I turned into a doll for him. He could bite me, he could slap me, I didn't care. It was nice.

And when it's done...It's done. Perfect, thanks phil! We will not see each other again, because I am no longer anything to him but only a sex toy...But that's okay! Bye!

But...Oops, forget about the protections.

We're running away from the government, needless to say they found out about me being pregnant. I had feelings for Jessy, but oops she told the group. Answer? Only for my protection and baby's.

And phil? Straight to jail, the group served him to the police on a silver platter. He was just a traitor to them.

But...Now I don't have a husband and a baby in my arms. I gave birth in very bad conditions. I give birth on the ground and almost die.

She's a little girl, I call her Azure. Yet I don't want her.

To recap...I have a little girl in my arms that I don't want, the hypothetical father is in prison, ‘my’ group and I are wanted all over Duskwood and at the moment we manage in a Bunker.

What should I do? Obviously run away and leave the child to the group. I spent my whole life running away from problems, like you. I've spent my entire life with a classic: 'Oops.' Just like you.

Yet I can't raise my finger at you, because you were in prison and maybe even dead.

So, we are tied. Traitor. :)

- Summer

—

I just wished the emotions at that moment hadn't left me, worse than believing what I read.

What the fuck?

She can't really have said that... 'All a misunderstanding' like she seems to be saying this, or like she is spitting in my face that everything she is doing is justified because I did it too when we knew each other as children.

No, she is not a child anymore. Grow up arrogant bitch.

Yet why does she seem to not give a shit but act like a goddamn selfish person?

I literally slide off the seat, I only feel my dry mouth with the letter between my fingers.

Damn it.

Although it is pitch dark, I see a silhouette in the shadows.

Jessy?

I see Jessy climb up and open the car door.

Wait...How long have I been here?

-"Jake! It's full of smoke in here!" She exclaims as she coughs.

He steps aside, just to let the smoke out.

I didn't know what to do. I bow a little and rub my eyes without thinking.

-"What were we doing before?" I asked. Fuck how stupid I am.

She frowns. -"Excuse me? We've been here for hours!" She gets in the car and with a bang closes the door. -"We are on a mission!"

-"Oh. Right." Respond by looking at her, although I don't have a mirror with me I can imagine my gaze darkening.

She looks at me confused, -"What happened?"

-"Is irrelevant." I answer.

-"Jake." She begins, in a slightly sarcastic voice. "I don't know you well, but you understand that something is wrong."

I sigh.

I see with the thing in the eye her looking at the paper between my fingers, I was so concentrated that I have completely forgotten about the paper.

Quickly, she takes the paper.

-"Jessica!" I exclaim and try to snatch it from her hands.

Despite this, I somehow manage to pick up the sheet. We looked like two children.

-"What is that??" She faces the letter with a lot of curiosity.

-"A letter, but it's none of your business." I rolled my eyes.

-"It's not from..." She slowly pulls away from my arm. -"...About Summer?"

I look at the void. -"Yes."

She doesn't say anything. -"I left you the letter..." She begins, "I was hoping you wouldn't find out."

-"What?" I raised my voice.

She looks up, completely scared. She gets defensive and mumbles something. -"Wait! She betrayed me too!"

- "This does not mean that you have to make me unaware of everything!" My hand slowly turns into a fist.

-”I’m sorry! But I thought you might want to look for her...You were on time!" She tries to justify herself, as if the light is now the dark.

-"Much worse!" Growl, how the fuck does this bitch afford?

I approach with a stiff fist, she takes my sweatshirt with one hand and squeezes it. I sharpen my eyebrows and she seems to be asking for mercy only with her eyes.

-”Jake! Stop! She never loved you!” What she says is a fucking sword of truth in my heart, fuck it.

As soon as she says those words, my heart punches itself. It is frustrating, it is true but above all I have never had hope with her and Jessy knows it.

I sit on the half-broken seat, a tear falls from my eye and I cover my face with my hands like a hedgehog.

-”What…What did I do wrong…She never loved me even if I wanted her heart too much…I did a lot for her…?” My voice is completely broken, like a glass jar. It echoes throughout the car even if it is extremely low.

Jessy never seems to have seen a boy cry, my dad would be disappointed in me. I look at her, her pale green eyes lightning mine.

She hugs me.

-"I'm sorry, Jake." She whispers in my ear and squeezes her arms in my neck.

I tried, tried a lot but my efforts were in vain. She never loved me, and she didn't hide it as she hid on her prairie when we were little.

I close my eyes, my throat is completely dry but I still try to let go of the stress.

As I always did when I was adolescent, but I cut myself and sometimes I still use it...I did it because the stress was deadly and I couldn't deal with it. Maybe I'm happy to be an adult, or maybe not.

Even though I am now known as a criminal, with a gun in his hand and a heart at the bottom of his body. I accept destiny, like a child without parents in a street...Without a home and a destination, but maybe the destination I want to reach comes from my heart.

The love that has not been returned, and never will.

[layanasstories]

First of all, I want to say that I dedicate this part to @renneiscent! Because you had such mixed feelings, and you were looking for some relaxation. Besides, you were very disappointed in Jake. I hope this part makes it right for you!! 🤭🤣😏

Second, this part is not for those who are under the age of 18.

⚠️WARNING EXPLICIT CONTENT⚠️

⚠️ ADULT ACTIVATIES!! ⚠️

Oblivion

SEVENTEEN

As if the devil was playing with it, the motel phone rang. Jake was faster on his feet than I was and answered the phone "Hello?... Yes, perfect... I'll be right there." then he ends the call.

"Pizza?" I look at him questioningly.

"Yeah, pizza." he laughs.

After quickly putting on his clothes, he went to the reception, to get our pizza. In the meantime I jumped in the shower. A cold shower to be honest, I had to wash away the heat from the ride and especially the heat from just now. It was also nice to wash away all thoughts along with the overwhelming emotions.

I was already dressed and all, when Jake finally walked in.

"So, you took your time. Were you lost?" I tease him laughing.

"Keep on teasing me, you'll see what happens." he says with a smug look on his face and big smirk.

Out of surprise, I playfully raise my eyebrows."Okay, maybe I will. I'm quite curious by nature." I answer his cheeky comment.

But despite the twinkles in his eyes, that don't go unnoticed by me, he is clearing his throat "Shall we eat something?" he points to the pizza box he had put on the desk.

"Backing off already?" I tease him even more that can't hide my giggle.

"Oh, I'm not backing off at all, I'm just slowly building up." the smile that appears on his face is so lascivious, I have to swallow.

Only he doesn't stop there, from the pouch pocket of his hoodie he takes out a box and tosses it my way. "How's this for backing off?". The lascivious smile he already has even turned into a devilish smirk.

I look at the box, then back at Jake. I want to make a smart ass comment about the condoms I have in my hands but nothing comes to mind.

"I told you I'm slowly building up." with the same smirk he sits down on the bed and pats the duvet "Come sit down, let's eat."

I walk towards him to I face him, until I am standing very close to him, between his legs. I lift his chin with one finger so that he has to look up, into my eyes "Eat? Sure. I'm just not that hungry for pizza."

His smile hasn't gone away, as if he already has a sense of victory. I gesture with my head for him to move back a bit. Whereupon he grabs my ass with both hands and slides back further onto the bed, forcing me to sit on his lap. I don't feel forced at all to do what he wants, because his feeling is exactly like mine. With my hand I grab his hair at the back of his head, pulling a little so that his lips can be reached even more. I lean forward and kiss him. with his hands still on my ass, he pushes me closer to him. My kiss starts out soft and calm, but that changes when he licks my lips with his tongue, longing for me to give access, which I eagerly give him. Our kiss grew wilder, our tongues intertwined and danced an erotic dance. As I try to catch my breath he bites my lower lip causing me to slip out a moaning sigh.

As if that one groan triggers a switch for both of us so that we no longer know how to stop and because of our eagerness we tear the clothes off each other's bodies. With one flick of his fingers, my bra is untied. When I extend my arms to remove the garment, he cups my breasts in his hands, then kisses them. To make sure he can get to it better, I lean back with my hands on his knees. He happily takes advantage of this and goes from kissing my breasts to sucking my nipples. Which sends a stream of goosebumps all over my body. I can feel a small smile form on his mouth, due of my reaction to his touch.

Then he slides his hand over my skin under my arm, past my side and then down my back. With a quick composed movement, he turns me around and lays me on the bed on my back. For the first time I feel how strong he is when I run my hands over his back as he rests on his arms above me, kissing my neck and collarbone. I close my eyes to only feel his body with my hands. But I don't get the chance for long, because he turns away from me, and takes off my pants, along with my panties. He then takes off his own pants and boxers, giving me the chance to see him in full. To me he has the most attractive body I've seen, it's that he quickly crawls back up onto the bed and over me or else I would have pulled him in to devour him. When he wants to continue kissing my neck, I try to turn him onto his back by putting my hand on his shoulder, so I can please him, but he stops me. "oh no, I am enjoying you and I don't intend to stop now." he says very softly in my ear.

I surrender as he continues to kiss my neck, making a path of kisses down my collarbone, between my breasts, across my stomach to just above my crotch. With every kiss I let out a small groan. With his hand he gently pushes my legs apart, giving him full access to my vulva. He continues his kissing path further down to my clitoris, with small licks he makes me squirm and moan. He stops with his tongue, to continue with his finger. He spins small circles, and then he carefully slides his finger inside me, making thrusting movements. He stops when he notices that my climax is not far away. I grab his arm. "Jake, stop teasing. I need you, all the way." I moan. He smiles and comes up, he reaches next to me for the bedside table and takes the box of condoms. While he's doing that, I put my hand around his throbbing penis and start to satisfy him at a leisurely pace, his concentration to open the package disappears. A moan escapes his lips as he tries to tear open the condom pouch with his teeth.

Now it's my turn to show a small smile, the pleasure on his face makes me almost reach my climax. I take the pouch of the condom from him and tear it open with my teeth in one go. I slide up a bit, and straighten myself a bit, take the condom in my mouth and then slide it over his hard penis. The deep moaning growl he lets out makes me even more weak than I already am. When I check with my hand whether the condom is properly on, I slide back under him. Wrap my legs around his waist and pull him toward me. From there he takes over again and thrusts into me with a firm but careful thrust. Which makes me let out a loud moan. His pace picks up quickly. The thrusting is faster and deeper, leaving me with a groan with each thrust. My moaning only seems to spur him on, until his thrusts go so deep that I can do nothing but dig my nails into his back. His breathing becomes more shallow, almost panting, with a groan here and there. He kisses my neck while his movement continues steady. I feel my climax rising from deep within me and when I reach my climax I give a loud moan. I feel him sucking my neck and moaning in it as he reaches his climax as well.

He doesn't roll off of me right away after I gently pulled my nails out of his back. I gently stroke his back and kiss him. He calmly rises and slides out of me, which makes me squirm one more time. He smiles at the sight. I follow him with my eyes as he walks to the bathroom and then quickly come back to the bed. Crawls back on and lays his head on my chest. I'm still in a daze, enjoying the sex we just had while stroking his hair. "You are the most beautiful, sweetest and delicious, I have ever had the pleasure of enjoying." I hear him say quietly. It makes me smile because I think the same about him. "The same goes for you too" I whisper back.

[lyon-amore]

Macie Connors Duskwood Profile

I was inspired thanks to @renneiscent 😊

26 years

Birthday 2/24

Like her father, Macie loves to solve mysteries, ''Like father, like daugther'' is what they were told.

She wants to become a great journalist and uncover the dirty laundry of the politicians, discover the truth behind the murders and inform the people of any event.

Only her bosses still have her in the low position: Correct and bring coffee.

Luckily she has her friend Lian so that the work hours go by quickly and less boring.

She lives alone in her parents' old house after their death, along with Henry, a rabbit, her most faithful pet and confidant.

Never mentions legends or horror stories to her, she can spend hours talking about them and you would end up saturated.

She doesn't like creepypastas either, she loved them as a teenager and she's ashamed if she mentions it to her.

She helped her father, a police inspector with some difficult cases, until the age of fifteen/sixteen, when they came across an impossible case that caused her to quit.

You tend to analyze people unintentionally. They have to remind her because her expression is usually so serious that it scares others.

*Likes*

-Sweets.

-Bunnies.

-Horror stories and movies.

-Wine.

-Go shopping.

-Do a job well done.

-To be able to become a great journalist.-Vampires.

*Dislikes*

-Memories of her teenage years.

-Fire (From his car accident).

-Any food that contains rabbit meat.

-Feel alone.

-Action movies.

-That her bosses want to use her because of her talent to get exclusives.

-Blood.

-Corpses. (The two cases only serve for reality, not for fiction)

*Details*

-The age difference between her and Jake is four to five years.

-Use glasses to work on the computer.

-She can eat a whole cake by herself. She is a candy monster.

-Her rabbit Henry was a gift from her best friend and her husband, to keep her company.

- Horror stories have always fascinated her but she is ashamed of her adolescence for them.

-Sad? angry? No problem! She drinks a few good glasses of wine until she falls asleep.

-Always save money for having a specific item of clothing.

-A workaholic until Hannah's case came.

-Before she start driving, take a deep breath.

-She has had bad luck with boys, she has the habit of analyzing them.

-About analysis, it's something she learned from her father when she saw him read criminal documents.

-She is willing to do anything to discover the truth in any way.

-She and Darkness have known each other since they were kids, they just didn't recognize each other on the forum and in the chat after years of not speaking.

-Master of lies, even though sometimes she doesn't want to lie.

-When she helped her father, she never saw photos of the victims, only written details and the suspects being interrogated.

I just hope that if Jake sees the MC profile, he doesn't hate Damon Salvatore 😂🤭

[rw47vr-key]

Thank you so so much for the tag,dearie!💕@booklover-01040

Tagging(no pressure❤) : @a-glimpse-of-fantasy @duskwood-disco @ellarisms @inertflouride @j-606 @athelonewolfuniverse @falling-for-jake @renneiscent @manuedws & of course anyone who'd like to join!❤

I was tagged by @saddah-mo to participate in this cool Picrew thing! Thank you a lot for tagging me! Loved it! 💚

-> Here is the link to the picrew

Tagging: @booklover-01040 @zmayadw @julesisreading @itsnotzka @julesthoughts @mysteriouslover1516 @angie-01040 (Of course don’t feel forced <3)

[renneiscent]

go damn write something, little one.

I'm on it [sobs uncontrollably].

[hacked-by-jake]

✨🧡🌙SEND THIS TO TEN OTHER BLOGGERS YOU THINK ARE WONDERFUL. KEEP THE GAME GOING ✨🧡

Ahhhhhh! Rene! Thank youuuu!!🥺 It really means so much to me that you seem to think like that and that you took the time to send this to me. I really appreciate it and I feel very honored and it goes straight back to you! You deserve it. Thank you! 💚 And I hope that you will have a wonderful day/evening/night! Take care of yourself and stay! 💚💙

[cursedchildofchaos]

10, 22, 26, 46.

10. Would You Slaughter the Rich?

No, because I don't believe in laughter.

22. What Type of Person are you?

ENFP, 7W6 (or 794, or maybe 792), sanguine phlegmatic, Huffleclaw, grandma, and child.

26. What scenario have you replayed multiple times?

A group of strangers message me about a missing girl and then a hacker contacts me and he's kind of nerdy but like in a cute way and then we basically start dating

Also, embarrassing moments but because they are funny not so much that they embarrass me anymore (tho, sometimes it's cuz they embarrass me)

46. Favorite holiday movie?

Probably Jingle All the Way lol

[paigenoelchas-blog]

Thanks for the tag @ameliawarnerr!

Last song: Thriller by Michael Jackson and whatever was playing at the grocery store yesterday.

Favorite color: yellow, green, and deep teal, i think I also like orange and burgundy.

Currently Watching: MIdnight Club and Goosebumps, re-watching Dawson's Creek when I clean the house.

Currently reading: The Death of Mrs. Westaway by Ruth Ware

Sweet/Spicy/Savory: Savory. Salty things are my jam.

Relationship status: Married, two kids.

Current obsession: Duskwood, DND and trying to find things that I can make for Christmas gifts this year.

Last thing I googled: Alan Wake 2

Currently working on: I need to finish my first fanfic and a couple of others, but have been working on an original story and co-writing a story with a friend. Alas, none of them are finished and I haven't been writing as much as I would like.

tagging: @x3kristax3 @renneiscent @lyon-amore@duskwoodgirl4life @buleriaa@miss-celestia13 @itsnotzka @layanasstories @jake-0200 @anabellerose96 @hackerqueen

9 people you'd like to know better

tagged by: @cregan-starks tyyyyy <3

last song: punk by gorillaz

favorite color: blueee

currently watching: good omens 2... slowly

currently reading: i am Not. whoops

sweet/spicy/savory: SPICY

relationship status: single :(

current obsession: narcos, my star wars au, volcanology, historical fashion, across the spiderverse, making chai

last thing I googled: does pots run in families (LMAO)

currently working on: to the ends of the earth, my hq star wars au <333333

tagging: @redrocketpanda @spacejammie-eimmajecaps @ashlingiswriting @spooky-kakashi @grasssme @autistic-ranpo @shizuumi151 @kiyohmeohmy @solitesse idk enough ppl for this lmao