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lyon-amore · 8 months
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Jake: MC?
MC: Yes, Jake?
Jake: Thank you for giving me my name back.
Jake: Thanks for making me feel loved again.
Jake: Thanks for everything.
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MC: Jake?
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IMAGINE:
The young hacker sighed as he and MC laid out all the information they had discovered in the last few hours. They had so many new leads, so many new paths to pursue and chase after, and yet he felt like they had barely made a dent of progress in Hannah's disappearance. He somewhat smiled though, MC was handling everything very well, he couldn't help but be impressed, proud even.
You can relax a little bit for now. I have asked a lot of you recently.
MC deserved a break, he needed her to rest. She needed to be able to function the next time he had something new to share with her.
When was the last time you slept anyway?
A small chuckle escaped Jake's lips, when was the last time he slept, like ACTUALLY slept? Hmmm, he figured cat naps didn't count, he could barely even remember the last time he slept more than three hours at the most. All he could say was insomnia sucked.
Last fall?
He half expected MC to give him some sort of lecture about how the body needs roughly eight hours of sleep every day in order to properly function, blah blah blah. But instead she took a different turn, catching him off guard.
Hey Jake...
Yes, MC?
What was worrying her? What was weighing on her mind? Was she okay? Or was she about to confess her feelings for him.....
I don't want you to go....
Jake had hit the nail on the head with his last theory, there was no doubt in his mind that MC held certain affections for him.
I can literally feel you blushing.
He groaned, running a hand through his wavy black hair. How did she master the art of combining vulnerability with cockiness? And why did he find that hot, not hot, he meant interesting, interesting was what he meant, not hot, definitely not.
What are you afraid of? You know I like you.
Jake's foot twitched nervously as he read MC's question, what WAS he afraid of? The answer was easy, he was afraid of commitment. But deep down that wasn't the real reason he had found himself trying to quell the unfamiliar feelings he was experiencing. If he committed and lost her, he would never be able to recover. It was better to kill the feelings now, put an end to everything, it was necessary.
Do you think I don't feel the same?
Because he damn well felt the same! It was impossible to not.
You are so mysterious but at the same time I feel like we have known each other for a long time.
Every day he found himself wondering who she was, who was this mysterious MC? Why had she been pulled into the group? Why was her number the last message sent from Hannah's phone?
Throughout the day I think about you a lot more than I would like. And I don't even know you.
He would find himself thinking about her at random, whether it be looking out the window wondering if MC's weather was rainy like his was. Whether he was eating a box of takeout and he asked himself if MC happened to like Chinese food as well. Whether she felt the same way for him.....whether or not she was falling....falling for a stranger she had never even laid eyes upon....
I open up to you, even though I usually never give anyone any information about myself.
"I open up," Jake mumbled. "No matter how much everything within me says not to, I find myself placing myself at your mercy." Whatever he was feeling, this thing he could barely bring himself to call Love, he needed to end it, and end it now. It simply wasn't safe!
My behavior towards you just doesn't make sense.
For once in his life he found himself operating by heart, not with his head. This was not him, this was not normal, and it wasn't RIGHT!
It doesn't have to make sense if it feels right!
But it isn't right! And it's dangerous. For me just as much as for you. I am sorry MC.
Quickly logging off, he pushed himself away from his desk. He was angry, yes, but not at MC. He was angry at himself, angry that his chair was not the only thing he was pushing away. Why did his life have to be laced with so much danger, why couldn't he be one of those lucky bastards who experienced a happily ever after?
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hacked-by-jake · 2 years
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OKAY! WAIT WAIT WAIT! HOLD ON! STOP!
Imagine Jake and MC actually have to work with the FBI in the next game and one of the agents flirts with MC... Imagine the jealous Jake... Damn.. 👀
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dirtyplasma · 2 years
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okay, imagine mc stealing Jake’s hoodie and randomly starts acting like him.
she sits in front of his computer acting like true hacker, starts talking like him (like a robot), calling everyone their full names, using his smileys :), teasing him by saying „we cant be together Jake, its too dangerous for you!!”, teasing him by acting like him when he is jealous... and doesnt sleep cause she needs to work!!
to the point when Jake will start begging her to stop being him<3
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multifandomwaifu · 2 years
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'Finally Over' Duskwood One Shot
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Posting this from my phone so I hope everything is alright. The grammar mistakes were taken care of. Enjoy <3
I just can't get over EP 10 of Duskwood! Are there any fans that wanna chat about this series?; A ;
THIS CONTAINS SPOILERS FROM DUSKWOOD THE GAME!
If you haven't finished EP10, I suggest finishing it first and then checking this one-shot cause I spoil the ending.
Warnings: None
Fandom: Duskwood
Pairing: Hinted MC x Jessy, Hinted MC x Dan, MC x Jake
!!GN Reader!!!
The interaction between the MC and the others is based on my own choices I made in the game and the ships I am fond of. This is also a figment of my imagination of how the story would truly end.
I don't own anything besides the writing, you own yourself and Duskwood is owned by Everbyte Studios please go and support them along with the author on Instagram hen_with_pen.
Happy Pride Month 🏳️‍🌈 and childrens day 🤹‍♀️
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You had to hurry. You had to make sure everyone was alright. It couldn’t end like this. Not when you were so close.
After the video call ended, your hands were shaky and trembling with the aftermath of the adrenaline pumping thru your veins, breath elaborated while your eyes felt oddly wet. You were crying, realization hitting you like a train.
‘It's finally over. We did it. All of us’ You thought, a bitter laugh leaving your lips while you took a shaky breath, shifting your position on your leather couch only to glance up at the ceiling and blink.
It finally dawned on you. The whole friendship you built up, the feelings that have been growing over those past few days… It's all going to end now, huh?
Chuckling, you shook your head, hands moving to cradle your heated cheeks only to let out a weak whimper. It's alright now. You will be alright. They all were safe and sound. No police running to your front door, no more threatening messages or calls. You were free. And so were they.
Your friends. The group you swore to protect and help in finding their missing friend. And it was finally the end of the path. This long showdown finally came to an end.
Did this mean you weren't a part of the group now? Would they forget you? A total stranger that got their phone number leaked to a group that you never met? Could you even trust those people?
Biting on the inside of your cheek, fingertips moving to catch the falling droplets of liquid dripping down your (s/c) cheeks only to fail in that task, tears falling down faster and thicker like a never-ending cascade.
All those rushed emotions. All those forged relationships. The secrets you whispered to each other every night before you would toss and turn in your sleep, those never-ending nightmares. You will need therapy now. You were quite certain the others needed it more than you, living, being there in person. You couldn’t imagine the huge weight that was probably lifted off their shoulders.
Hannah was safe and sound now. You were happy. Oddly enough, for a stranger that you never met, you forged this deep connection with the missing female. And being able to find her safe and bring her back home. You accomplished that, the whole of you and the squad. You had to pat yourself for that.
But why does it hurt? Like a throbbing and numbing pain radiating from the inner core of your whole being. Like someone stabbed a knife so deep into your chest and applied salt over the open wound.
Richy…what about Richy..? The call suddenly ended but the whole group chat was flooding up, the others anxious and curious about how this whole ordeal ended.
Alan probably called Lily to tell her they had her bigger sister in custody. And Lily being that anxious ball of the group told everyone else.
You could picture the relief that washed over Thomas, the overjoy that grew on Cleo's face, and the silent prayer that she would whisper out. Dan would probably wear proudly a cocky smirk while rubbing the tip of his nose and mutter they did it while Jessy..you weren’t certain about the poor redhead.
You had spied on her and Richy’s final conversation, and it ended ugly..She would be happy about her friend being alive but about Richy..What about him?
Hours ticked by and your phone didn’t buzz with any important notifications except boring spam messages and recommendations on your feed. It was all too silent.
And this ball of anxiety started to sprout in your chest. Where were they? Why no one was contacting you? Why do they leave you hanging?
The next day came and you barely slept, dark bangs already forming under your eyes while your whole being was tired, so tired. The anxiety was killing you alive...You made some beverage to drink and enjoy while moving to open your tv and watch boring news until...
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.
Until your phone pinged. The noise is so loud that you were certain you jumped two meters into the air in shock and fright, diving over the living room table to grab the small device, swiping your thumb over the screen to turn it on only to audibly gasp at the message you had gotten.
‘Come to Duskwood. We want to meet you (Y/N)’
That was all you needed. Moving fast to pack your bags and get everything ready for a journey that would last a couple of weeks.
Duskwood wasn’t close and it would be one hell of a ride to get there but for them, for them, you would sacrifice that much time.
The ride was quite ambiguous, changing different planes and also buses, almost getting lost on the way there and now resting inside a taxi, the loud rain outside tapping against the cold glass that your forehead rested on. Fogging up the window only to draw different faces on it, was a childish habit that you couldn’t outgrow.
The cab driver tried to start up a conversation with you since the ride would take some hours but the male stopped trying after four times of your one-worded responses to his questions.
Could you blame yourself tho? You were buzzing right now, so many mixed feelings over growing inside of you. What would be the first reaction? Would you be what they expected out of you?
The car stopped in front of the café that you couldn’t even recall its name. Dan wanted the whole squad to meet at a club but for this first interaction, everyone was quite subjective, opting for a small and cozy café in their town.
Maybe next time Dan. Maybe the next time.
Luggage by your feet and scan the final message on your phone to make sure you got to the right place, you had to take a deep breath and observe your surroundings.
People walking by, children running around, and older people talking nearby by some benches while also feeding some pigeons. It was all so..comfortable like nothing even happened. You wouldn’t have it any other way. They were either trying to bury the past behind themselves or just too clueless about this huge case that happened in their town.
Gathering your courage, fingers curling around the handle of your luggage only to walk to the door, opening it with small effort, the little bell above the door ringing to signal another customer to step inside. One of the waitresses stops you, sending a comforting smile your way which you couldn’t help but mimic before she helps you to a big table in a corner of the building.
The closer you got to the rather big group, you couldn’t help but feel your eyes watering again, a familiar redhead stood up, calling out your name and with a quick nod of your head, she came running, arms open, meeting you halfway on your walk to their table, before you were wrapped up into her arms.
The two of you molding against each other, holding tightly onto the jacket she was wearing today only to pull back, tears evident in both of your eyes before your foreheads pressed together, a little smile being shared between the two of you.
There was a time you thought Jessy had a crush on you. Your feelings were still mixed up, you adored her. She was the only person in this group that you would trust with your life. You told her so many secrets, every new information you heard, she was one of the first people you turned to. The first was Jake.
He was the only one you blindly followed into this dark story, looking up to him and seeking his guidance to overcome any challenge that came your way.
“I am so happy. You are finally here (Y/n).” Jessy broke down, her hold becoming tighter around your body, mushing up the two of you together while you took this leap to rub her back in a comforting manner and whisper to her to not cry again, rubbing your thumbs against her cheeks to catch the falling droplets.
The redhead pulled back with a quick nod of her head, a little laugh leaving her lips once a wheelchair came into view and nudged her boots making the girl pull back only to have her eyes cast downwards to the male that looked smugly at you.
“Finally! It was finally the time to put a name to a face. Come here!” The male grumpily mumbled and you recognized the person instantly, it wasn’t like in the group was someone else in a wheelchair beside Dan. Of course, you will nag him later about him running away from the hospital and taking it upon himself to join this murderous mission that could've ended badly.
“Hello, Dan. Nice to see you didn’t lose that funny side of yours.”Reaching for a high five from the man, you couldn’t help the little grin that forms on your lips, and Dan can’t help but return the high-five, commenting about your childish behavior.
“So, we gonna have that movie marathon then?” He asks while patting his hands against his knees, his shoulders squaring up against the chair while moving himself back to the table but not without hearing your reply first.
You couldn’t help but nod happily at his question, urging him to not forget that he agreed to the proposal of you choosing the movies and him preparing the beverages.
Having a fond smile on your face, you turn around when someone places a comforting hand on your shoulder, Cleo being the owner of the said hand.
She gives you a quick hug but you could feel the warmth radiating off her. She was grateful to you for saving her friend and listening to her back then.
Lily shyly steps into your view, looking down at her hands while her fingers kept curling and uncurling around the ends of her shirt. She was shuffling uncomfortably in her spot and it didn’t make you budge from your own.
Hands crossed over your chest while you tilted your head, a little tap to your feet while your gaze was cast upon her. Some guts this girl had. And other times she foolishly stepped into danger, dragging others along. She also put you in danger too with that video back then and did not even listen to your warning.
“Look (Y/N)…I know, I know you probably expect me to be the last one to be happy to finally meet you but..” The blonde trailed off, pausing in her words once you raised a hand up to stop her.
“Lily, I am still mad about that video you made back then. You put both me and the mission at risk. If it weren’t for Jake...If it weren’t for his aid..” You were sure you would lose it. Jeopardize the mission back then and, Lily just made it more difficult, making you the scapegoat to take the blame, and people accused you.
You could still remember how many numbers you had to block and how stressful it was back then until Jake took care of the video, having it be deleted from the platform.
“She's been like this all day. Anxiously trying to form the words to tell you.” A male voice calls out to you before a familiar face steps into your line of sight.
“Hello, Thomas.”The male nods at your acknowledgment, the two of you weren't that close. Back then you tried so much to help him but every time you thought the both of you were on the same boat, he would try something so careless without thinking about the consequences.
There was no touching between you, Lily, or Thomas. The male had to usher them back to her seat at the table only to come back with a familiar light-haired blonde, the girl offering a small wave as a greet.
Hannah. Her name left your lips quicker than you could process and the girl's eyes lit up, like a switch being flipped before her arms engulfed you in a hug. It was a long hug, with your rubbing her back in a comforting manner and the girl being a rumbling mess against your shoulder, thanking you over and over for helping in saving her.
You tried to tell her you didn’t do much with the whole squad ganging up in trying to make you feel at home and how much you helped them all. If it weren't for you and your persuasive nature they wouldn’t have found out the truth or gotten Hannah back alive.
They were forever grateful to you and for the friendship, they all forget with you. But you couldn’t help but feel like something was missing.
Sure, Phil wasn’t here, Jessy told you he was still in custody with the police but would be released this week, and you were quite happy about that since he promised you some drinks back then.
And free drinks you shall get. You also fancied the male and wanted to know more about him. Couldn’t shake off the feeling you two would get along smoothly.
But you knew someone else was here. The sibling of Hanna and Lily, Jake.
You kept looking around, lips pursing while the table was quite lively, everyone asking you questions and trying to befriend you while you were happy to reply to them all but the person you desired to see wasn’t there.
Lily sensed your nervousness, reaching from her seat to pat your hand only to nudge her head to the front of the café and as if on cue, the wooden door opened, in stepping a tall male with brown locks, dressed all in black clothes, black washed out jeans and a black hoodie with a small skull design drawn in the middle, his hood up and you couldn’t see much about his facial features but the gesture Lily offered towards you was enough to push you to stand up.
Your back turned to the whole group while you watched this person step closer, his hands rested in his hoodie pockets, and the closer he stepped in you could make out his short brown hair, the dark brown orbs that stared intently at your form and the lip piercing he was chewing on.
You could make out the closer he got, that he had more of his features once he took his hood down, moving a hand thru his wild locks with shaved sides and you could see ink decorating his fingertips, a gulp making its way down your throat.
You were shamefully checking out this guy and it took all of your well being to not cause a scene in the café, opting on being civil and reach for a handshake only to widen your (e/c) orbs once he grabbed onto your wrist, tugging you closer to his bigger body only to have hands wrap around your waist and hold you close, his chin resting atop your head while a content hum left his mouth.
“It's you...I finally see you..”Jake breathed out, his hold becoming tighter and more emotionally, a little possessiveness going around while his hand sprawled on your lower back but you didn’t care. You accomplished your mission, basking in the warmth that his body was radiating.
“We finally meet in Duskwood, Jake.”
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saskiahaggens · 2 years
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After the storm Part 5
Masterlist Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9,  Ploy Ending
Pairing: Jake x fem!Reader x Richy x Phil (?)
Warnings:
contains spoilers
mentioning of death, fire
Word count: 1566
Please remember that English is not my first language, so please don't kill me.
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'I must save him. Y/n would hate me if I leave him here.’ Those were Jakes’ thoughts when he saw Richy back in Ironsplitter. 
He leaned against the stonewall, his eyes closed. He was encircled by flames and didn't appear to be trying to save himself. He gave up on himself a long time ago.
Jake, on the other hand, wanted to protect you in whatever way he could because he loved you. At least he thought he loved you, since he had never felt that way about anybody else before. He undoubtedly thought about you more than he should have. Even though his life was in danger, he was thinking about you right now. He couldn't help himself. You seemed to be everywhere. You were everything to him.
He still despised Richy, and the idea of helping him made him sick. While he didn't hear or see Richy confess what he did, he wasn't a moron and recognized his clothes and injuries from earlier phone calls.
You'd probably still like him as much as you did before, but he despised Richy more than anybody else. But he wasn't doing this for himself. He was doing this for you.
Jake tosses his phone aside without further ado. He didn't want to do it, but it was necessary. You may hate him for it later, but he couldn't care less right now. He approached Richy and put his arm over his shoulder before helping him up.
Who the hell are you? "Leave me alone.", he screamed, attempting to free himself.
I don't like this either. Just know that I'm only doing this for Y/n.
"Y/n? Is she alright? She isn't here right? "
"No, luckily not, otherwise I would have killed you. Now stop talking and start walking. Let's just hope your little fire distracts the FBI," he said as he dragged him out. 
Even though it was the beginning of summer, it was rather chilly outside. It began to rain as the guys struggled to move away from Ironsplitter. Jake felt awful about not speaking to Hannah, but he needed to get away. Richy, on the other hand, simply desired to relax. They wandered for quite some time before finding some shelter. It was a little cave.
A mine entrance was most likely meant to be built there, but the cave was clearly too unstable at the time, therefore the construction was stopped. Jake sat Richy down before falling asleep himself. They stood there for a while, looking at the wall. It was dark, and the only sounds heard were their heavy breathing and the rain outside. "Thank you... I guess," Richy murmured after a while. You should thank Y/n.  I merely saved you for her, not because I wanted to," Jake said as he closed his eyes. "Did you speak with her? Is she all right?" "As okay as she can be after threatening calls and all this crap you did to her."
"I'm sorry for everything, but I can't explain it right now. My arm hurts like hell. "
"Can you make it till dawn?  In our situation, running across the forest at night to find a town is suicide."
"I'm hoping so. Maybe I'd bleed out before that, but that wouldn't bother you, would it?"
"I saw far too much.  Things you can't even imagine. I sacrificed everything for the few people I loved... but still..."
"Still what?"
"I confessed my feelings for Y/n. She said she'd answer me when we see each other in person. She just didn't want to hurt me. There was always someone she preferred."
"Oh yeah? And who should that be? As much as I know she liked you too. "
I'm talking about you. She often wrote about you. I don't even know if she noticed it.", he mumbled.
"I don't think she will after tonight."
"Well I do, because she is a good person." You could have killed her whole family and she would still find a way to forgive you. "
"Did you read what she wrote to me in the mine?"
"No, I just know her too well."
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He didn't know what happened between them afterwards. Jake helped him recover from his injuries, and they even found a place to stay.
He had no idea why he let Richy stay with him.He convinced himself that all he wanted wasn't to be alone. But, even though he didn't want to accept it, he recognized a little piece of himself in Richy. "Y/n is coming to Duskwood," he told Richy of his latest discoveries. "Really? Are you sure? Do you still want to meet her after everything that happened?" "Yes. Yes. And definitely no.", he grumbled something and plopped down on the couch.
"But why are you telling me this then?"
"I don’t want her to notice us, but we could see her. At least if you want to. ", Jake suggested.
"Of course, but she is not stupid. She will defiantly notice us."
"Maybe, but I don’t know if she should know about us, you know? Her life will probably be better without us in it. "
"You really like her, right?"
"Like you don't. So what do you think? Should we let her know about us?"
"It will be completely up to her. If she talks to us when she sees us, she can know. "
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"What was it that took you so long? Has anything happened?", Jake asked Richy when he came back.
While Richy took you home, he improved Nymos even more, but was worried at the time he finished. Still he didn’t let it show.
"No, I just stayed a bit. I think the attack worried her more than she showed."
"It won’t happen again."
"Why didn’t you want to tell her about your pursuers?" I understand if you don’t want me to know, but why not Y/n? "
"It’s hard to explain and it may be a saver for her if she doesn't know."
"I hope you know what you do, Jake. I just want this to be over. "
"Me too, Richy. I will make sure of it. I don’t want anyone to get hurt because of me. "
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"Hello?", Richy asked when he got a phone call.
"It's entirely his fault."
"Hey man, I think you've got the wrong number."
"I don’t think so, Richy. You should hurry up. "
His blood froze when he heard these words. Except for you and Jake no one has his number.
"What do you mean?"
He never received an answer since the person on the other end of the line hung up. He yanked the phone down, frustrated, then checked it again after a vibration.
It was a simple picture, but this simple image broke his heart.
A destroyed car and you lying in front of it. He got flashbacks from ten years ago and jumped up in no time.
He didn't know where you were, but he knew where to start his search since he recognized the car.
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noisysandwichpeace · 2 years
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Imagine :  MC and Jake are in bus together (in an alternative universe which Jake is not wanted by government ) and he falls sleep like this :)))  MC *feeling thousands of butterflies in her stomach and trying so hard on not moving so he doesn’t wake up* P.s so I saw this on Pinterest and it just remind me of fem MC and Jake.
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incorrectnessduskwood · 3 months
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Jake: Hey, Dan. Why did the chicken cross the road? Dan: To get to the other side? Jake: You were supposed to say “I dunno, why?“ Dan: Uh… fine. I don’t know. Why did it cross the road? Jake: To get to the idiot’s house. Dan: …Ok? MC: Hey, Dan. Knock knock. Dan: No. MC: You were supposed to say “who’s there?” Dan: Fine… let’s get this over with. Who’s there? MC: The chicken. Dan: MC: Jake: Dan: Listen here you little shits-
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mishanym · 1 year
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Thank you for @mysteriouslover1516 for asking me this interesting question.
How do I imagine Jake?
(Please refrain from reading this if you haven't completed the game as this contains some spoilers. :) I recommend you to finish the game and come back to read this after).
I imagine Jake as a reserved personality. I imagine his life to be difficult and much of a loner. That's why he's easily feeling shy.
He prefers to appear mysterious because he needs to maintain his identity a secret, being chased by the government and all, he appears creepy to most others but he doesn't feel scary or creepy at all to MC. Most probably because he helps MC with many hacking perks from the very beginning to help them in finding the suspect. And he also shows how he only trusts MC and is willing to work together with them so MC sees him as a partner not as someone who is scary or creepy at all (despite all the questionable hacked sources ofc). ;) Ofc there are many things about him that are still mysterious to MC and let's hope MC can know more about him. Only to MC especially. :)
He doesn't show his emotion much except when he's with MC so most probably he's an introvert person who will warm up with certain ppl whom he is already familar and feeling close with. Just like how he is with Hannah.
I think Jake is also a curious person. He's curious because MC is like an "X" factor that remains as something unpredictable and surprising to him in so many aspects and layers. He also really appreciates and respect MC. One of the reasons is because he learns many things about MC that he finds endearing to him. For one, he tried to half force MC into the problem He's in and MC has every chance they have to ignore but they choose not to. Next, MC even indirectly, if not directly, defends him from the group and keep his identity and any information about him safe from anyone. MC never blames Jake too much about the problem that comes after. Next, Jake seemed like he never really worked with a partner that he feels close to him before and I mean not physically close but psychologically and he's surprised that he feels that way about MC. (Tbh I didn't expect to fall in love with his character too).
Through these qualities Jake deems MC as a valuable partner he can trust.
He's also a secretly caring and a romantic person. Many times when MC was in trouble he jumped in and helped out without being asked. He also can suddenly type out something or do something that's just simply romantic out of nowhere. That random "Do you like chinese" question and statement about it reminds him of MC. Also how he just blurt out about how his mind can't focus on his task cause his mind always flies back to MC. I find it as romantic, but how he says it in a non flirty and non cringe kind of way... It does tremendous damage to my heart, ack. I find it so charming. (Yes, I'm a sucker for someone who can show that he cares in a non cringey way).
Up to this point, we can assume Jake as someone who can't control his feelings specifically, love. But he seems to be a calm and collected person, usually, maybe unless when it comes to love. :) Remember how he's annoyed because phil called MC for help and he admitted, "Yes. I'm not usually like this."
Accompanying his caring personality is his protective behavior. He protects MC from his pursuers, he created Nymos 💙 He is also so very determined in preventing MC from going to Duskwood at any cost. Also He finds it hard to turn his back on Hannah's case and even if he tried to cut any contact with Hannah, when she asked him for help, he finds it hard to refuse. Does he have hero complex, hmm not really, more like he has the protagonist qualities.
I think he's actually not a brave person inside, that's why he is charmed by how brave MC was pictured in the story. He's afraid of losing someone he loves. But despite not being brave enough, he always tries to act strong and put up a brave front.
When he loves someone he seems to be the type that is gonna go all out or nothing. I give it my all or I don't go at all. :)
I also imagine him as the type who won't easily fall in love. He fell for MC under very exceptional case which makes his love feel exceptional and rare. Maybe he secretly believes in destiny and that he will meet the one for him.
He's also loyal and ofc as we all know, extremely smart. He's mostly rational and not emotional except for some cases that involve people who are important to him.
He's not selfish. He honestly doesn't want to drag people to his mess that's why he pushed away MC at first because he knows it's dangerous to be with him.
I also imagine him as someone who can't be easily impressed by others. (Only when you do very exceptional thing that would impress him, ofc MC always impresses him, but hey Thomas did impress him too, once, if I'm not mistaken).
He's awkward with crowds. He often doesn't know the right words to say so he keeps it short and straightforward. He claimed to be able to handle bad guys and bad situations better ;)
He is honest except for things he needs to keep secret because he thinks it's to protect someone or keeping someone safe. So he does keep secrets but all the things he ever said is honest and the truth. Because everytime MC said "you're keeping something from me aren't you?" He never denies it. So he's not a liar.
He's pretty nerdy too :) why, because he rarely says anything except for the case they're working on or when he's explaining stuff that he's found and he's interested in (flashbacks to when he talks about the history of ironsplinter mine in long lines to MC, lol.)
He's very observant. Maybe part of the perks for being very smart and having a curious mind.
He's not good at reading people but he can take hints and not completely clueless.
He's stubborn alright. He needs some convincings if you want him to do otherwise. And there will be no discussion if it's a matter of MC's safety.
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Yes, you read it right, Jake is NOW OFFLINE. :)
He also has a cute quirk, unique, and special talent for understatements. :D when we told him he was surrounded by his pursuers he just said "This is not good."
I find how he's always typing his words in a formal/serious sentence and ending them with a period as something that is not awkward at all. It's charming and hot. :) And his smileys, and his 'haha.' And 'hehe.' Aaaaa..
So yes, he is a cool, charming, closet romantic introvert kind of person with all those qualities I have mentioned above which make him this complete personality, the Duskwood Hacker Jake that we all come to love. 💙
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angie-01040 · 9 months
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And can you show it...?👀
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lyon-amore · 6 months
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After Jake gained his freedom, he would feel watched on the streets if he did not wear his hood and mask. Still, he knows that not everyone in the city recognizes him.
MC would help him adapt to everyday life little by little.
I think they would not choose to go to Duskwood to live, since they know that everyone there would talk about them. And more about Jake, wanting to know everything about him.
He doesn't like that, especially knowing that his father is there. Wouldn't it be uncomfortable for him? After all, they can see each other every day.
I imagine them more going to Duskwood on weekends to meet the group at one of their houses, trying to get him to integrate first with people he knows before seeing his old friends again.
He would probably feel bad because he thinks he is a burden on MC, who feels like she has to keep an eye on him and his nervous moments of feeling watched.
But she wants to help him, because she knows that he doesn't deserve to live in fear of thinking that they would come back for him.
Jake: I am sure you are upset that you cannot go out with me like I promised you we would.
MC: It doesn't bother me, the only thing I want is for you to be well, the most important thing is how you feel. And being alone at home is not a bad plan *sweet smile*
Jake: *sigh* That is why I love you...
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IMAGINE:
You like me, don't you?
The young hacker couldn't help the small chuckle that escaped his lips as he read MC's message. Come now, MC. I know you're smarter than this, don't toy with me.
I
He stopped, not realizing it had accidentally sent. Crap, now he looked even more vulnerable at the moment. How much more pathetic could he POSSIBLY appear? Why was he still so worked up even though MC herself had openly admitted her feelings for him just minutes ago?
Yes?
I find you quite fascinating.
He almost visibly cringed as he read his reply, he did not do good expressing his emotions. Who the heck answers a confession with a "I find you fascinating"?
I find you fascinating as well
Oh my god, he loved but hated her cockiness. He knew damn well she replied like that as a little mock to his wording, but at the same time, it was cute, and attractive, and HOT. "What the heck, Jake." He muttered to himself, "Hot? Really?"
I think I better go before I start blushing. Talk to you later MC.
Quickly logging off, he made his way to his small but sufficient bathroom. His blue eyes met the reflection of himself in the mirror, a shy smile crossing his features. His cheeks were already red, making his slight freckles pop as they tended to do in these rare occasions such as this, DAMN.
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hacked-by-jake · 2 years
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*If Jake and MC really have to work with the FBI in the new game.. The FBI will probably control everything Jake and MC write together so they can’t plan anything..*
What the FBI expects from them:
Jake: I found out 10 important things, we should all urgently analyze together.
MC: I also found 5 things and at the same time prevented a big meteorite from falling on the earth.
What the FBI is really gonna get:
MC: I love you!
Jake: No, I love you. :)
MC: I love you more!
Jake: That’s not possible, I love you much more!
MC: You can’t win against me here!🙄
Jake: Of course I can, because it’s the truth. ;)
MC: Wanna bet?
Jake: You do know who you are talking to, right?
MC: Are you chickening out?
Jake: 5 credits. You up for it?
MC: I'll raise the stakes to 7 😎
Jake: Haha. Great. Let's go.
FBI Agent A: We should simply arrest them both right now.
FBI Agent B: How the hell are they gonna figure out who loves who more?
FBI Agent A: Does that really matter?
FBI Agent B: Um… yea- no?
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dirtyplasma · 2 years
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How do you imagine Jake?
im really curious how people see him in their heads
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ineffableuser · 5 months
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are romance routes a thing in this game
asking for a friend
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saskiahaggens · 2 years
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After the Storm Part 4
Masterlist
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9,  Ploy Ending,
Pairing: Jake x fem!Reader x Richy x Phil (?)
Warnings:
contains spoilers
mentioning of death and a car crash
Word count: 1562
Please remember that English is not my first language, so please don't kill me.
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The next several days were unusually quiet. The oppressive heat in Duskwood slowed everything considerably. So, despite the fact that nothing happened, you got a new phone to text Jake and Richy. It felt almost as before the Ironsplitter incident, except that texting now took a lifetime and you could see everyone else if you wanted to. Jake and Richy, on the other hand, didn’t want to meet you, at least for a bit to ensure your safety.
So, while you were texting the dead at night, you spent your days with your friends from Duskwood. You noticed Jake and Richy standing a little further away, watching you.Sometimes you couldn’t see them at all. You were disappointed that you couldn’t see them in person, but your other friends did their best to distract you. On the one hand, you were disappointed that you couldn’t tell them the truth about Richy. They’d despise them if they didn’t know the entire story, and you couldn’t tell them everything because of Hannah. As long as Hannah didn’t want to admit what truly happened 10 years ago, you were living a massive lie. She promised she would, but she needed some time to process what had happened. Remarkably, Jessy didn’t tell anyone about Richy, but you were sure they could count one and one together.
They just didn’t know the entire story.
Still, after a week of probably the most fun you’ve ever had in your life, you realized you didn’t want to go anymore.   You already discussed it with Phil, and he agreed to let you stay at his apartment. He also joked about moving in with you, but you turned him down quickly. You’d be moving in at the end of the month. You’d help Phil in his bar till then.
The next day was hot. Obviously, none of the days you were here were chilly, but it was the warmest of them. You probably began swatting as soon as you got out of bed.
Jessy wanted to go swimming in the black lake because it was hot. You weren’t averse to the idea at all, but Phil was also planning to go. You flushed simply by thinking about seeing him half naked.
You had to ask Jessy for a swimsuit because you completely forgot to bring one, so you weren’t feeling very confident either.
"You want me to apply sunscreen on your back right?" Phil winked at you, when he saw you struggling.
You didn’t want to get sunburned, but everyone else was in the water, so you didn’t have much of a choice. You handed him the tube you were holding and turned your back towards him, already embarrassed. His hand felt warm. When he touched you, it almost burned your skin. You were struggling to breathe properly before you had a little heart attack.
He was in the center of a grove of trees.
He was staring at you, or more correctly, at Phil. You never thought Jake would be the jealous kind until Phil called and told you he was arrested.
Phil ripped you from your thoughts because he threw you in the water. Idiot. When you returned to the surface, you glared at him.
"I’m sorry, Y/n, I couldn’t help myself."
"Neither do I," Dan said, pushing Phil from behind.
He lost his footing and fell directly next to you in the water.  I gave Dan a high-five, and as our hands touched, I grabbed his hand and pulled him in with as well.
The others laughed at us, but I couldn’t. Instead, I turned back and looked for Jake, but he was nowhere to be found.
In the afternoon, you visited Richy. When he texted you that you needed to talk, you were concerned and left as quickly as possible. Richy was walking up and down the hut when you arrived. He didn’t even notice when you walked in.
You rushed over to him and placed a gentle hand on his shoulder. He turned back with an optimistic grin, but when he discovered it was you, he became concerned. It stung at first, but you’d understand him in a matter of seconds.
"He vanished," Richy mumbled, and hugged you.
"You mean Jake? I saw him. "
"No, I don’t think so. He left this place three days ago and hasn’t come back since. Does he really hate me this much? ", he asked.
"No, Richy, he doesn’t hate you." Perhaps he was concerned because of his pursuers ", you guessed.
"I don’t want to be alone anymore.", he murmured in my shoulder.
"Good thing I have something for you." You grinned and pulled away from the hug.
You sat down on the bed and padded the spot beside you so Richy would take it. After he sat down, you looked in your back and grinned at Richy.
"You always said you wanted to see a movie with me. So, while this is obviously impossible, I had another idea. Here."
"A book?" he inquired, perplexed.
Yes, when I was little, that was my favorite book. But we still need to see the movies because they differ from the book."
I enjoyed both the novel and the movie version of The Maze Runner. It was amazing to see since they were so different from each other. You loved the actors as well, but you wouldn’t tell Richy.
"I got myself the Lord of the Flies." You flashed a grin.
"You remembered?" Richy asked, smiling as well.
"Of course," she says.
How could you have forgotten about this conversation? Richy once told you that this was one of the few novels he read and liked. So you start reading your books silently. You ended up cuddling  and you decided to stay for the night.
After that night, it almost became a tradition.
One of you would visit to the other in order to read books or see movies based on novels you have already read.
It was relaxing and peaceful, yet it also seemed wrong. Probably because you felt like you would betray Jake.
One of you would visit to the other in order to read books or see movies based on novels you have already read.
It was relaxing and peaceful, yet it also seemed wrong. Probably because you were afraid of betraying Jake.
But it wasn’t long before you received a life sign from him in the shape of a text message. Something was still wrong. I t wasn’t sent to your new phone. No.  He sent it through his old contact. You were skeptical at first. He told you not to interact with it any more, but what he sent concerned you even more.
I need your help.
Tell him nothing. He wouldn’t understand.
You just had that and a location.
At first you were confused, but you figured the "he" was Richy.
You were initially perplexed, but you deduced that the "he" was Richy. So you grabbed your keys and headed down to the Aurora without hesitation.
"Phil, could I use your car?" you asked.
He gave you his keys after flashing you a puzzled look.
"Be cautious and don’t hit any pedestrians."
You simply nodded and left the bar. Jake has a good purpose to send you the location with this contact, doesn’t he? Perhaps he misplaced his second phone. I mean, he and Richy both got a second one too.
The address Jake sent was in the next city. I would take thirty minutes to arrive.
So, if you were quick, you could be back before your reading session with Richy, without his knowledge.
He sent an address was in the next city. I would take thirty minutes to arrive. So, if you were quick enough, you could sneak into Richys’ reading session without his awareness.
Your strategy, however, was forgotten after a peculiar turn not even five minutes away from Duskwood. You began to accelerate speed up slightly, and suddenly, out of nowhere, a black car appeared on your side of the road. You were certain it was intentional since the car was absolutely dark. There is no light in any form and w hen you finally noticed him, he was driving at such a fast pace that you couldn’t do anything. It was a miracle you spotted him at all, because a dark car with no lights was nearly unnoticeable.
Before the airbag deployed, you smacked your head on the steering wheel. If you had been able to, you would have vomited up since your head was rotating so quickly. Right now, your left arm hurt more than anything else, but that was mainly because you couldn’t feel anything else. It was quite, so you were left alone in your pain and you were afraid because of this. How long would it take for someone to find you?
Somebody suddenly opened your door. You first believed that someone intended to help you, but you were mistaken. The person yanked you out of the car and threw you in front of it. Your shoulder was screaming in agony, and you would have joined it if it hadn’t been for your leak of voice.
He was back next to you after a few minutes. You could feel him digging through your pockets, and as he took a few steps back, the moon showed mercy and illuminated his face. You cried out in fear and pain, before you closed your eyes. 
How could he?
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