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Nah don't worry
#duskwood#duskwood jake#duskwood jessy#duskwood mc#duskwood jake x mc#duskwood episode 6#duskwood episode 7#everbyte studio#duskwood game#duskwood everbyte#everbyte duskwood#iamjake#everbyte game#{hbjs(replayprogress)/dw}#random duskwood thoughts
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ok why tf nobody is talking about the fact that "renegade" by aaryan shah is basically mc and Jake!!!
like damn that songggggg 😩😩😩😩!! I NEED THAT SONG IN MY VEINS!
"Keep your hands right there"
"Keep your eyes on mine"
Cause you don't know me, you just know my name"
"Ohh, should've listened to them"
Ohh, don't you know what I am?"
Do I need to further explain what I imagine while playing this song non stop👀👀 ( the image of a dark and manipulative jake while the spicy stuff)
#jake×mc#duskwood jake#duskwood#duskwoodjake#random duskwood thoughts#somebody save me I already played this song 347683746574 times#I AM STILL PLAYING THIS SONG WHILE WRITTING
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My friend: Hey how are you?
Me: Still alive.
My friend: Still crazy about Jake?
Me: Still.
My friend: When will you be tired and move on?
Me: IDK, tomorrow? When I die?? When Jake finally returns and I'm no longer left hanging from his last confession before he disappeared without any news....???
My friend: .....
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I'm thinking for episode 10— or after— I hope there's something interactive in the real world that we could do as players, something like the #iamjake social media movement, but more collaborative between fans all over the world... a bit something like Alex Hirsch's "Cipher Hunt" when Gravity Falls had ended for example... although it doesn't look as convenient to execute in the current state of the world as before... but maybe something that's more feasible right now... something that can unite the fans around the world in some way...
#duskwood#duskwood player#duskwood fandom#duskwood thoughts#random duskwood thoughts#duskwood episode 10#duskwood game#duskwood ending#after duskwood#iamjake
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*MC singing Double Take song*
Looks at Jake and sings: You are a 19th floor view~
Jake: *Looks at her weirdly and cringes*
*Smiles secretly*
#duskwood#duskwood jake#duskwood mc#duskwood fandom#duskwood everbyte#books & libraries#fiction#romance#writers on tumblr#writing#random thoughts
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Jake: I love June!
Jake: June is so beautiful.
*MC brooding who June could be, sneaking away to her laptop while Jake tells the others how much he adores June*
MC: Let's see who this June is.
MC: I can't find anyone with the name June that could be related to Jake.
*MC comes crying into the room. The others are all gone by now.*
Jake: MC, my love! What is wrong?
MC: Argh, go to your June. It seems I can't hold a candle to her. You've never raved about me so much in front of the others as you have about June.
*Jake looks confused*
Jake: Honey...
MC: No! Just go!
Jake: MC! This is what I meant with June!
*he shows her a calender with a sweet cat in a meadow with flowers.*
MC: Oh... *blushing hardly*
Jake: So, how about we talk about that you are never jealous, hm?
*he smiles mischievously*
#just a random thought that popped up#duskwood mc#duskwood jake#duskwood jake x mc#duskwood everbyte#everbyte duskwood#duskwood chat#random idea#duskwood jealous mc#love#incorrect duskwood quotes#jules.posts#juleesisposting
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So... random Duskwood crossover idea...
What would happen if you combine Duskwood with the most recent game you've played (that's not Duskwood... obviously) ?
I almost wanted to disqualify The Healing from this idea... but... the possibilities... the chaos that could be Dan and Valentin meeting...
Anyway, have fun.
#writing idea#au#crossover prompt#crossover#writing#writing prompt#fanfic prompt#duskwood#just for fun#random#your thoughts?
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Random thought :
Right now I really miss Jessy and Jake. I feel a sincere need to talk to them and know how they are doing.
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All of me.
Part 5.
Pairing: Jake x Mc.
Warnings: slow burn, swearing, angst, a little fluff, smut, violence and other pairings.
Words: 5.2k
Author's note: Although this story is not related to the Duskwood game, I will add some of our beloved characters. Please read it only if you're into angst prison stories, slow burns, etc. A little hint: You will get to see some similarities to Jake and his gang from "Never The Same" fic.
I hated it, I really hated it in here. Just when I thought that things were going right. Or at least somewhat right, right wasn't exactly the best word to describe your situation inside a prison. Things were going fucked up once again. Three days had passed, three days in which things went pretty good. Jake was still keeping himself low and the other prisoners didn't bother me that much when Jake was with me.
Three days in which things actually looked somewhat good. At least until visiting time came around. My mother had come to visit me, but unlike the last few times I wasn't happy with her visit. My mother kept acting like nothing happened and whenever I mentioned my father she would change the subject as fast as possible.
I had no idea why she kept avoiding the subject like it was some kind of war subject, but it irritated me to the bone. I just wanted to know why my dad suddenly decided to turn his back to me and if my mother was having the same thoughts. Only problem was that there was really no way to mention the whole subject without my mother blurring out something random and rambling on about that until she thought that I had forgotten about my earlier question.
Problem with that was that I didn't forget my question and kept bringing it up, making the two of us go round and round in endless circles. Normally I hated the time limit I had when my mother came to visit me. But this time I was glad there was a time limit since our conversation was going nowhere.
At some point I had decided to completely block out my mother and focus on Jake and his visitor. This time Jake's visitor was once again another person than the last two times, a girl probably around my age with silky smooth blue hair. She had almost the same height as the the girl from before. But she was even shorter.
There were a few things that I immediately noticed once I looked over at the two of them. The first thing that Jake was the one who had clearly the upper hand in their conversation, it almost looked like he was scolding the girl.
The second thing that Jake's visitor was on the verge of breaking out into tears. The third thing that Jake had no idea that the girl was on the verge of tears.
"What do you mean that there is still no date for the birthday party Lex!? How much longer do I have to wait!?" Jake yelled angry at the girl in front of him.
"I'm trying Jake, I really am. I just need a little more time." Lex mumbled back without looking at Jake.
"I...I just need to fix two more things and everything will be ready."
"Well make it happen! It has taken you long enough, I am so done with this shit!" Jake yelled again and at the same time the short girl in front of him bursted out in tears. Both Jake's and my eyes widened at the sight.
"Oh my fucking god, don't make such a big deal out of the fact that I'm scolding you Lex. Why would you start crying about that." Jake sighed with an angry tone lacing his voice.
"I...I am not crying about that." Lex sobbed back at the angry guy in front of her.
"Then why are you crying for God's sake!?" Jake barked, clearly being more than done with the whole situation at hand. I didn't know what it was that made Jake that upset and angry but it clearly wasn't a birthday party they were talking about.
"The guard... He touched me before I came in here. He was checking my pockets for any goods that I couldn't bring in here and that fucker... He touched me." Lex now full on cried. My eyes widened even further while Jake's hand bawled up into tight fists.
"Which one?" Jake asked dangerously low at the girl that had now placed her hands over her eyes to hide her face from the other people in the room.
"The one that's next to the door." Lex whispered back and before anyone could register what was happening Jake had marched over to the man with his fists clenched against his legs.
"Sit down Dalton! Visiting time isn't over." The guard ordered without looking properly at Jake.
"I'm highly aware of that fact. I came here just to give you something. Next time think about who's visitor you sexually assaulting before you do it, let this be a warning." Jake casually said and within the blink of an eye his fist collided with the guard's right eye. Immediately followed by Jake's other fist that collided with the man's left jaw. He gave the guard two more punches to his ribcage and his stomach before three other guards came crashing inside the room and grabbed Jake, bringing him to the ground beneath them.
"You're gonna die for this Dalton!" The guard who had just been punched yelled while he slowly walked outside the room with his hand against his sore jaw.
"Gladly, don't you ever dare touch my friend again. Let this be a warning, this is nothing compared to what I can do!" Jake yelled back at him with more venom lacing his voice than I had ever heard. Jake got dragged away immediately after that and I didn't see him back until after visiting time.
The girl, I now knew as Lex, had left almost at the same moment. Tears had still streamed rapidly down her cheeks and with a quick few passes she had left the room. Ten minutes later I could finally say goodbye to my mother and I had almost run to our cell to see if Jake was alright.
Jake wasn't quite alright, but he didn't look too bad either. It was clear that he had been punished for his action back at the visiting room, but looking from the smile that was still plastered on his face it wasn't something he couldn't handle. There weren't any visible bruises and his body seemed to move fine. A soft sigh had left my mouth upon the sight in front of me and without giving it much thought I had placed myself down next to Jake on his mattress.
"You alright?"
"Yeah, it was nothing compared to normal. I'm still angry though. I get punished while their idiot of a colleague touched my friend in a sexual way. I will fucking murder him!" Jake spat out, spit literally flying from his mouth while he said it.
"Your friend left pretty upset, maybe you should give her a call on thursday." I offered, not being able to remove the image of the crying girl from my memory.
"Yeah, maybe-" Jake never got to finish his sentence. One of the guards suddenly appeared outside our cell, giving the bars a harsh ruffle.
"Dalton! Here, now! I've got someone on call for you, they say it's urgent!" The man barked at the two of us in the cell while he held out a mobile phone. I slowly lifted my eyebrow. Normally we weren't allowed to use cellphones but I guessed that this must be another one of those privileges that friend of Jake bought for him.
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Jake focus.
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I got up from my bed and walked over to the guard, grabbing the mobile from his hand and bringing it to my ear.
"Dalton." I said lowly.
"Listen you fucker, if you make my girlfriend cry one more time I will personally murder you! I get that you wanna get out of there, but you're going way too far now bro!" I heard Kaden's voice and rolled my eyes in irritation.
"I didn't make her cry you idiot!" I yelled back.
"You fucking did! Lex came home crying and-" He started again but I was quick to interrupt him.
"Your freaking girlfriend got sexually harassed by one of the guards here. I punched that idiot for what he did to Lex and got dragged away. I'd rather save your stupid girlfriend than make her cry. Make sure you get the full story next time before you jump to your own idiotic conclusions!" I barked back with an angry tone lacing my voice.
"I...What?" Kaden now softly whispered and a deep sigh left my mouth.
"You heard me, didn't you. Make sure you get her to work faster because I'm pretty done with this place and comfort her you fucker instead of calling me up being all angry and throwing around false accusations." I answered, slightly calming down.
"Sorry. Hang in there bro, just a little bit longer." He answered followed by the familiar click of him hanging up the phone. With a soft sigh I dropped the phone from my ear and gave it back to the guard.
"I freaking hate this place." I grumbled softly and let myself fall back down on the mattress next to Mc. She could only agree with that statement.
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Mc focus.
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"This is your last warning Dalton, do the routine or face the consequences!" I flinched slightly at the loud yelling coming from the guard that was right in front of me and Jake. Last night's events had changed something in Jake, something bad. It had been weeks since he disobeyed the rules at the prison.
It had been weeks since I had to make use of my blankets to make a makeshift cooling mechanism for Jake's bruises. It had been weeks since I saw the lifeless and arrogant look in Jake's eyes. It had been weeks since Jake lay with his back turned to me when we slept in the same bed.
The last few weeks had been going pretty smoothly for both me and Jake. Jake somewhat obeyed the rules and for weeks we hadn't been the centre of commotion if there was something happening. Jake's body had been getting stronger and there wasn't a single bruise left on his honey coloured skin. The healthier he got the prettier he looked in my eyes and it had been on more than one occasion that I hadn't been able to rip my eyes from the guy's bare back.
At night we always laid with our faces looking at each other. Jake most of the nights falling asleep before I did, giving me unlimited time to scan over the relaxed features of Jake's face before I would fall asleep myself.
Last night was nothing like that. Jake had almost instantly turned his back to me with a soft 'night' leaving his mouth. His muscles had stayed tense unlike any other night and a scary vibe emerged from the male's body.
The moment the guard had woken us up and ordered us to do our usual morning routine things started to get down hill even faster. Jake kept laying with his back turned to me, ignoring the guard completely. It had taken three rough shakes of my hand on his shoulder to get him up with an irritated huff.
Jake had left the cell without sparing a look at me, hanging against the bars with his arms folded. With soft steps I had followed him outside and just by looking at Jake, I had already known what was gonna happen next. Jake looked exactly like he did the first few weeks I had come inside the prison and it scared me more than anything.
I liked the version of Jake that he was lately, sure he still had a short temper and radiate some form of aggression and angryness but there were sweet and peaceful moments too. Moments that hadn't been there when I had first entered the prison, moments I didn't wanna loose. Jake had become somewhat of a friend to me and made the fact that I had to stay at this hellhole a little bit more bearable, something I wasn't ready to lose so soon.
I snapped back to reality when I heard the first blow hit Jake right next to me. My eyes widened and before I could fully register what was happening Jake had been dragged out into the open and two other guards made their way over to the struggling male.
Within twenty seconds all three guards where hitting Jake like he was some kind of rag doll. The first few hits looked like they did nothing to my cellmate, but the more hits that followed the more Jake crawled himself up into a ball to somewhat lessen the impact of the hits.
The moment Jake fell down on his hands and knees heavy laughter sounded through the room and with one last hit they left him alone, giving him a warning that next time they wouldn't stop at that point and go a little further if he touched one of their friends ever again. Not a sound had left Jake's mouth the whole time and the only thing I could do was watch the whole act in fear of the health of my friend.
"Estrada! Help him up and go to the breakfast room. If I were you I would make sure he starts behaving like he did before or the consequences will be much worse next time." The guard whisper yelled at me and gave me a soft nod allowing me to leave my position and go to Jake.
With a few quick steps I ran over to Jake and dropped myself on my knees next to the wounded male. I softly placed a hand on Jake's shoulder, only for it to be shrugged off by my cellmate immediately.
"Jake, please. You need help." I tried to lock eyes with him, but Jake refused to look my way. With a soft sigh I placed my arm over Jake's back and forced one of his arms over my shoulders.
"I know that you don't want this, but you're in no position to deny me or get up yourself so please let me help you." I started to get up slowly, soft grunts leaving Jake's mouth occasionally.
"Can you walk?" Worry laced my voice and I gave him a concerned look. Jake's eyes where barely open and his body hung heavy against my one.
"I could try to carry you-"
"No!" Jake whisper yelled at me while he tried to unwrap himself from me.
"Stop it! You are in no world able to walk by yourself right now. I get it that you don't like this at all, but we have no other options. So either start walking or let me try to carry you!" Anger voiced through my voice.
I was done with Jake's bratty attitude and the fact that the male thought that he could do everything by himself while he clearly was in no position to do so at the moment. We locked eyes for a short moment before I slowly started to walk with a beaten Jake on my side.
Slowly we made our way over to the breakfast room, soft grunts leaving Jake's mouth whenever I would walk too fast or bend his body in certain angles. We made our way over to our usual table and with a soft tud I sat him down on the bench.
"Lie against the wall so your muscles can relax a little, I will get breakfast for the both of us." I ordered and I left Jake to do as I said.
When I came back I was glad to see that Jake had followed my orders and indeed lay his back against the wall to lessen the tension on his muscles a little. I placed the plate down in front of him and offered Jake a piece of bread with egg. He watched me through hooded eyes and slowly grabbed the piece from my hand.
"I know you don't wanna hear it but you need to rely on me for the rest of the day Jake. Just do what I tell you or your body will be even worse by tonight. Don't fight me on this, please. I just wanna help you, I hate seeing you like this." I whispered without looking at Jake.
He never gave me an answer but by the actions that followed the rest of the day I understood that Jake was indeed doing what I had asked of him. I had placed Jake against our counter at the washing room, ordering him to touch nothing and let me do all the work.
Whenever I had the chance I sat Jake down on one of the baskets to release his legs from the constant weight of his body. I was quick to learn the walking route of the guards and a few hours later I could blindly tell Jake when he was being able to sit down and when he needed to stand up and look busy.
A small smirk had formed on Jake's mouth at seeing me pick up on these skills so easily. After watching me and seeing if I indeed got the walking routes right for him, he followed the orders that I barked under my breath without any problems. It had been right before lunch break that I had ordered him to get up and follow me to the toilets.
I kept looking at him with worry and once we reached the stalls I pushed Jake inside one of them, following him instantly after checking if nobody had followed us.
"Sit." I ordered once again and pointed a finger at the toilet seat. "I need to see how bad the bruises are."
I helped Jake to sit down on the toilet and slowly started to lift his shirt. My eyes immediately grew wide when I saw the already black and blue bruises being formed on Jake's body. Fuck. I softly placed a finger against one of the bruises and Jake immediately flinched away from my touch with an angry grumble leaving his mouth.
My eyes darted over Jake's body and there was literally almost no normal skin visible. His whole torso was covered in nasty black and blue bruises and when there weren't any bruises the skin had turned an angry red colour.
There was no way I was being able to cool the bruises properly right now and by the looks of it the bruises where going to need a lot more caring than just some cooling with a blanket. The only problem with that was that I literally had no other options in our small shared cell once we got back.
I gave Jake his shirt back and helped the male to get it on properly. Again some groans of discomfort left his mouth and I helped him to get back to the breakfast room that now served purpose as lunch room. I repeated the same routine I did this morning and not even two minutes later I was offering Jake little pieces of food while I was thinking of a plan how to help him.
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I kept looking out for Jake like my life depended on it. The male grew more and more tired as the day passed on and by the end of it he was barely able to stand on his own feet. I almost dragged Jake inside our shared cell and carefully placed him on his matress.
A deep sigh left Jake's mouth the moment he felt his back hit the mattress and heavy breaths immediately took over his body. I climbed a little up towards my own bed and grabbed my blanket and pillow from it in a forceful manner. Without a second thought I drenched the blanket into the toilet once again.
With a dripping blanket in my right hand and a pillow in my left hand I made my way over to Jake. I softly placed my hand under Jake's head and lifted him up a little to place the second pillow under his head to make him sit up more.
"I'm gonna lift your shirt and try to cool the bruises a little. Please tell me if I hurt you too much Jake." I whispered and lifted up his shirt.
I softly placed my fingers on the biggest bruise on his ribcage. The bruise had a nasty blue almost black colour and the skin around it had turned an angry red colour. The bruise was almost as big as the palm of my hand and everytime I added the slightest pressure on it Jake would flinch involuntarily.
Small tears started to form in my eyes and my vision fell from Jake's bruised torso on his face that only displayed discomfort. Jake's eyes were tightly shut, heavy breaths left his mouth in little puffs, a deep frown was visible on his forehead and his skin had almost taken on the colour of white sugar.
He looked terrible and the only thing I wanted to do was to help him but I had no idea how. I wasn't a wizard who could remove the bruises with a flick of my wrist and for all the methods I did know to help Jake I needed supplies I didn't have right now.
With a soft sigh I placed the cold blanket against his bruise. Jake immediately flinched at the touch and a harsh grumble of discomfort left his mouth.
"I'm sorry Jake, I don't know what to do to make the pain go away." A single tear started to drip down my cheek.
I felt so helpless, so useless. Jake needed me and I had no idea what to do. I lifted the blanket again and placed it down on another bruise that was a little lower than the huge one on Jake's ribcage. This one was a little smaller but looked almost as nasty as the last one despite the size difference.
I kept replacing my blanket every few minutes, sometimes dumping it in the toilet again to make it cooler between session, but nothing seemed to help. Jake kept grumbling in discomfort everytime I placed or removed the blanket from his body and his face kept showing the same discomfort it had when I started the whole process.
I was about to replace the blanket for the probably twentieth time when I heard the familiar sound of a baton against cell bars ring through the hallway.
"Everybody up! Check ups before bed time!" The guard yelled around the hallway.
My eyes widened and darted around our cell. There was no way I was being able to fix my own bed and get Jake up to the front of our cell in the little time I had. Without giving it a second thought I threw my soaked blanket on my top bed. I pulled Jake's shirt down and started to get him up.
"Jake, please. You have to help me a little. They will give you another round of beatings if we aren't at the front within two minutes." I said desperately, almost crying while I hoisted Jake up with all my might.
I felt how Jake placed his feet on the ground beneath him and somewhat tried to stand on his own. His eyes slowly opened a little and the anger that radiated from them made me do a double take. Even now Jake still hadn't lost his fierce spirit. I slung his arm over my shoulders and with all my strength I was able to get him to the front of our cell just in time.
The guard that stood in front of our cell opened the door and ordered us to get out to follow the usual routine. Both of us walked out of the cell, but there was no way Jake was gonna be able to stand on his own while carrying out the routine.
He needed my support to stand and without it he would without a doubt fall face first against the pavement. I heard how the guard started to rummage through our cell and in a quick decision I placed Jake against the bars of our cell.
"Lean against my shoulder, you need to stand for a few minutes." I ordered him while I slowly placed Jake's arms in front of me. His head hung already low. I placed my own hands in front of me and I felt how Jake's weight kept getting heavier against me with the seconds that passed.
His body started trembling slightly and his knees looked like they were ready to give out at any moment. The guard walked out of our cell and gave both of us a quick look, a small smirk forming on his face.
"Estrada, step away from Dalton for a second please." The guard laughed while he slowly walked up to us.
I gave the guard a bewildered look, but refused to step away from Jake. If I would step away, he would fall down to the ground and would receive another beating. A beating I was sure Jake wasn't gonna be able to handle.
"Estrada, move!" The guard now yelled at me, but I held my ground.
Before I could fully process what was happening the baton had collided with my ribcage and I was sinking down on my knees slowly. A souring pain ripped through my body and a soft cry left my lips. Jake's weight left my body and stars started to form in my vision.
"Last warning Dalton!" The guard yelled and I slowly turned my head to their side.
Jake was struggling to stay up right and the guard was looking at him with a soft smirk on his lips. I placed my hand on the place the guard had just hit and another wave of pain immediately ripped through my body. If I felt like this I didn't even wanna know how Jake felt right now.
I hadn't been able to manage one hit making me question how Jake was being able to manage so many of them without showing any discomfort. My eyes traveled back to Jake, just in time to see how his legs decided to give out on him while the guard who had clearly been waiting for this moment readied his baton.
Jake sunk down on his knees, immediately followed by the first blow from the guard's baton to his upper arm. I could only watch in fear while Jake received another hit and another and another and... Jake's body fell lifelessly to the ground in front of me.
It didn't matter anymore how strong the male was mentally, his body wasn't able to receive anymore hits and shut down on him. Heavy laughs ripped from the guard's throat and small tears started to fall down my cheeks.
"Pathetic."
Was the only word that left the guard's mouth while he gave Jake one last kick against his arm. The male still didn't move and the tears kept streaming down my face.
"Let this be a warning Estrada. Obey the rules or there follows way more than that one hit you just received. Now get back in there!" The guard yelled at me and with a harsh grab around my upper arm I got thrown back inside our cell.
Jake's lifeless body followed shortly after and without sparing the two of us another glance the guard locked the door and walked away. I immediately crawled over to Jake and rolled him on his side to make sure he wouldn't swallow his own tongue and die right on the spot.
"Jake, please wake up." I sobbed while I pushed Jake's hair out of his face. "J-Jake... Please." I looked around myself trying to find something that could help me with the situation at hand but nothing seemed good enough or even useful. There had to be something that could help...
As if on cue my eyes fell on Jake's mattress. I couldn't lift Jake up on the mattress but I could bring the mattress to Jake and roll him on it. With a soft grumble of pain I stood up from the floor. My side was hurting like crazy but that was the last thing I could think about right now.
Jake needed me and I would help him, even if it was the last thing I would ever do in my life. With another painful grumble I dragged the mattress from Jake's bed and placed it beside the male. I knelt down on my knees and softly rolled Jake on his other side so he would be placed on the mattress instead of the cold hard floor.
I slowly lifted Jake's shirt to see more and more black bruises surrounding his torso. With a little struggle I managed to undress his upper body and walked back over to my own bed. The wet blanket was still there. I grabbed the blanket and dumped it once again inside the toilet. With a soaked blanket in my hand I dropped back down on my knees next to Jake's torso.
The pain in my own side kept growing stronger but I ignored it as best as I could. My pain wasn't important right now, Jake was. I wiped my hand over my cheeks to get rid of most of the tears and started to cool Jake's bruises like I had been doing before the guard came and decided to make my task even more difficult.
Seconds felt like minutes and with each one passing and Jake not waking up I grew more and more concerned.
"Jake, please. You need to wake up." I whispered while I pushed Jake's bangs out of his eyes again. I placed my blanket on Jake's back and as if my prayers had been heard a soft grumble left Jake's mouth.
"Thank god, you're alive. Lay still your body suffered a lot of injury."
Another grumble left Jake's mouth and he slowly opened his eyes. My eyes instantly locked with his and a soft smile fell on my face while one single tear trickled down my cheek.
"Why...the...f-fuck...d-did...you...take...that...hit..." Jake grumbled out almost inaudible but clearly angry at me.
"Because I had no choice. If I had stepped away from you, you would have gone face first to the floor. I couldn't let that happen Jake." I answered simply while I repositioned the blanket, followed by a grumble of discomfort coming from the male. He looked through hooded eyes at me but never gave me another response.
"Do you think that you can get up with my help? I'm gonna put my mattress on your bed but I'm not strong enough to get you on it by myself."
Jake gave me a small nod, making me smile brightly. I threw my wet blanket in a corner of our cell and not even two minutes later my own mattress was placed on Jake's bed. After a pretty big struggle I managed to get him on the bed. I pushed the now wet mattress back on my own bed and grabbed the still dry blanket from the floor.
With the blanket placed tightly in my hand I walked back over to Jake. He was already watching me and a small smile fell on his face. I draped the blanket over his sore body and placed myself as soft as possible next to him.
"You know Mc...You would have made a damn good nurse if it wasn't for the fact that you're in here with me." Jake's eyes closed slowly and a few seconds later heavy breaths left his body. I could only hope that someone else would tell me that too, under different circumstances.
#duskwood#duskwood jake#duskwood mc#duskwood family#duskwood fandom#jake x mc#mc and jake#duskwood fanfiction#everybyte studio
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The Punishment
A/N: Hey guys! So here's my first ever fanfic. I'm not that confident but hope you'll like it.
Chapter 1
It's been 3 months since Hannah was found and the truth about Man Without A Face was revealed. It was Richy all along. Fortunately, he was saved from the mine though he suffered injuries. He stayed at the hospital for a month but once he fully recovered, he was arrested for the crime that he did. Hannah also had to stay in the hospital because of her mental health but she is recovering now and she is going through therapy. At first, the group did not took well the truth that it was Richy's doing especially Jessy. They were so mad about the things that he did but after Richy explained his side, they gave him a chance and forgave him. They visit Richy in jail from time to time and promised him that once he is free, he still has friends to come back to. MC also learned to forgive Richy, she was so hurt about what he did but she understood why he had to do it. Phil was released from jail beacuse it was proven that he is innocent. Jake is no longer wanted by the government. Though the FBI successfully arrested him in the mine, he was able to make a deal with them and he is now working for them. Of course MC was so happy. Jake no longer has to run and hide so now they have a chance to be together. But the problem is, they never really admitted what they feel about each other. Yes, they both showed how they are important to each other during the investigation but never said if it is love. Though MC was sure that she loves Jake, she's not really sure if he feels the same way. MC is now living in Duskwood as well as Jake. MC is staying in an apartment and was able to find a work from home job. As for Jake, he is now staying with Lilly at her apartment temporarily until he finds his own place. They already met in person and go out alone together or with the group from time to time but nothing really progressed yet on their relationship. MC just let it be hoping that as they keep seeing each other, it will eventually happen that they will finally admit how they really feel.
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Jessy and MC are having a girls night at Jessy's apartment. They are watching a movie and talking about random things when Jessy suddenly asked MC.
Jessy: So MC, tell me. How are you and Jake?
MC: We're fine. We're friends for now, I guess?
Jessy: Friends? But I thought you have a thing for each other.
MC: Well, I know how I feel about him. You know, I've fallen in love with him even before I saw him but I never had the chance to tell him. As for him, I am not sure if he feels the same way but he made me feel that I am so important to him during the investigation.
Jessy: So what's your plan now?
MC: Plan for what?
Jessy: About the two of you?
MC: I don't know actually. I think I'll just keep it this way and maybe, things will fall into place eventually.
Jessy: Since the two of you are not really together, is it ok if I shoot my chance with Jake? ( she asked MC jokingly ).
MC: Haha. Do whatever you want Jessy. Like you said we're not together. ( she said sarcastically )
Jessy: Relax, I'm just joking.
MC: I know.
Yes maybe Jessy was joking, but she's actually bothered about what she said. She just shrugged it off and they continue with their movie marathon until they both fell asleep.
Chapter 2 soon
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Says the girl that's obsessed with an interactive game that consists of being the main character and talking to people who are not real because she has no friends in real life and does not go out. ^^
#calling myself out#I just love the irony xD#random duskwood thoughts#duskwood#duskwood jake#duskwood mc#duskwood jake x mc#hbj dw talks
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I have seen everbyte gets criticism for pushing heterosexual relationships in duskwood characters and specifically on us. If we as a character are women we get to flirt with only men and has jake route unlock(only premium). And as men we get to flirt with only girls and jake sees us as friend but you get jessy's route.
Now I think its a valid criticism. And on the whole gender role concept dead city is better then duskwood.
Hear me out, In dead city they never specify our mc's gender let alone a name. Sam always calls us by "You"(If I am correct).
And another thing they never said what gender sam is. Like sam is a gender netural name, it could be Samantha or Samuel. And sam is never addressed as "she" or "he".
So in conclusion my personal thoughts is that everbyte did a better job in dead city then duskwood regarding this matter.
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No, please don't go.
You're a sublime distraction.
#duskwood#duskwood everbyte#duskwood jake#everbyte studios#duskwood replay#jake duskwood#replay duskwood#random jake duskwood#inner thoughts
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My random rant about Richy....
Been thinking about the first time I played duskwood and I found out it was Richy that had been behind everything. I felt so betrayed by what he had done I just wanted to slap him. A tiny part of me thought why didn't he just tell MC what he had done but he couldn't. He was to deep into what he had already done he had already kidnapped Hannah.
Let's face it the guy is the worst criminal ever he was always going to get found out in the end, it was all going to come crashing down around him.
There was no way he was going to ask for help to get out of the mess he was already in, I can't forgive him for what he did in the mine setting it on fire like that. Not knowing if Jake got out of there alive, taking the easy way out instead of facing up to what he's done.
It as left me wondering if Jake found out it was Richy, I'm gonna go with yes but because Richy chose the cowards way Jake never had time to say anything.
#duskwood#everbyte game#duskwood jake#duskwood hacker#iamjake#duskwood jake x mc#i love you jake#jake x mc#he loves me#i love you#richy x mc#duskwood richy#richy rogers#man without a face
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After the storm Part 1
Masterlist
Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Ploy Ending,
Pairing: Jake x fem!Reader x Richy x Phil (?)
Warnings:
contains episode 10 spoilers
mentioning of death
Word count: 1525
Please remember that English is not my first language, so please don't kill me.
When you agreed to go to Duskwood, you had no idea what you were getting yourself into. You had assured Jake that you'd never go there, but that was no longer the case. He as well promised you that he wouldn't just vanish once this was over, but just after the accident in the mine, he didn'tansweredyour texts.
Lilly told you that both he and Richy had been declared dead, but they couldn't possibly do this to you, could they?
Jake assured you that everything would be fine. And what about Richy? He promised you that he would no longer run away. And although you didn't want to think about that, they never replied, and you eventually gave up on both of them..
When the bus finally came to stop, however, all of your worries disappeared.
"Last stop, Duskwood!", the bus driver yelled.
Everybody was rushing to get out of the vehicle as soon as possible. Duskwood attracted a great number of tourists after the night, which has been a part of your nightmares ever since. So you were happy to get off the bus. It took you some time to find your friends because of the large number of people at the bus stop right now, but you eventually did.
"There she is." Dan grinned and immediately took your luggage after a quick hug.
Jessy quickly took his place, followed by Cleo, Lilly, Thomas, and Hannah.
You thought it was crazy to see them in person now. Hannah in particular. After the incident, you wrote with her. She was quite lovely, and you got along well so far.
Jessy grinned when she said, "It's so good to actually see you in person."
Even though, two males a little further away drew your attention, you all started walking away from the bus stop . You still took a moment to look at them. Both were wearing hoodies and buried their hands deep in their pockets. Their hoods were tucked down far enough that you couldn't see their faces. They appeared identical to one another since there was nothing remarkable about them. The only thing that separated them was their height, as well as the color of their hoodies. The taller of the two was dressed in a light-blue hoodie, while the other was wearing a black one.
You just continued walking, regardless of how strange they were. Given how odd Duskwood was in general, it wasn't surprising.
Everyone thought it'd be a great idea to celebrate your arrival, so the first stop was Phil's bar. Even Phil was overjoyed to meet you in real life. He flirted with you whenever he wasn't busy with other customers. The rest of your friends sat a little further away from you so you could have some alone time with the bartender.
"Action or horror?" he asked.
He's been doing this for several hours. He'd pick two options for you to choose from, and you'd have to choose which one you preferred.
"I think it depends on the movie."
"Chocolate or Dogs?"
You laughed. "That isn’t even the same category anymore."
Phil smiled at you before he served a random guy a drink. But it wasn't just any random guy; it was the one with the black hoodie from the bus stop. He still wore it and his hood was still pulled up, but you didn’t want to ask him about it.
"You haven't answered yet." Phil leaned over the counter with a smirk on his face.
"Hmm, I'm not sure... Perhaps chocolate dogs?"
"Way to go."
"So, do you know who this person is?" You nodded to the guy, who was sitting a few tables away with his blue hoodie-wearing companion.
He shrugged. "This is the first time I've seen them here. They're strange, but I don't see why they shouldn't stay as long as they don't cause any problems."
"I saw them at the bus stop, too."
"Perhaps they noticed the same gorgeous girl I did and followed her, hoping she would notice them too."
"You think? But I didn’t recognize anyone else from the bus stop except my friends. "
Maybe you weren’t the best at flirting, but Phil liked it and laughed it off.
"I'm talking about you, silly."
"Oh... I- thank you."
"Well, as much as I like seeing my brother and best friend joyfully flirting with one another, we'd want to spend more time with Y/n as well." Jessy grinned and dragged you back to their table.
Phil was mad at first, but the customers managed to divert his attention.
"You see those guys?"
Jessy pointed that out after you sat down. She wasn't directing her comments at random individuals; she was directing them towards the hooded dudes.
"Um, yeah, they were at the bus stop."
"Good," Cleo sighed, "so you recognized them as well."
"We didn't say anything sooner because we didn't want to scare you," Lilly explained.
"We were being followed. They also never let you out of their sight. "Dan, too, made a point.
"That's something Phil mentioned as well. He claimed it's possible they think I'm attractive or something. Maybe I should just talk to them? "
"Are you insane?" Lilly inquired.
"After all, what should they do? You and Phil are watching me closely. It would also be better if we knew what they want. If they actually intended to harm me, they'd follow me around until I'm alone anyway. Oh, and look at that; Alan Bloomgate himself appears to be in the mood for a drink. "
You pointed at the door, which had just been opened by the police officer.
Dan shrugged. "She's right. We are at least eight against two if something goes wrong."
"That's a yes, in my opinion. Nothing will happen."
You gave them a kind grin before heading over to the hooded men. Phil saw you moving and decided to go over in five minutes, just in case there was something wrong.
"Hi.", you simply said when you sat down on the empty chair.
"I assumed you'd be over here an hour ago," said a voice you're all too familiar with.
Even though you would never hear it again. But here he was. Richy.
"Richy? Jake? Is that really you?" you wondered. You've already realized that the other person must be Jake. Otherwise, who would Richy be going out with? When everybody assumed they were dead.
"As much as we enjoy seeing you. It would be better if you didn't mention our names. "
"I-... Okay, I get it. You were declared dead. But then why didn't you write me? "You promised not to just disappear," you said to Jake before turning your attention to Richy. "And how about you? Didn't you say you weren't going to run away any longer?" "
"It's a long story, and we'll tell you everything," Jake replied. "Someday."
"When you say someday, what do you mean exactly? For a month, I believed you were dead. Do you have any idea what I was going through? I thought I'd have lost you, and now you want to tell me about it "someday"?!
"We're sorry, Y/n, but this isn't the right place for a discussion like that," Ricky said, looking down at the table when Phil approached them.
"Is everything okay here?", he asked, more Y/n than the other two.
"It turns out you were right." You stood up with a fake smile on your face. "They're weird."
"Wait!" Richy called out to you in a deeper voice, hoping Phil wouldn't recognize him.
In his hand, he had a piece of paper. You were furious, but you wanted to give them a chance to explain themselves, and the piece of paper most likely had a phone number on it, or at the very least a location and date where they wanted to meet, so you accepted it. You returned to your friends after following Phil back to the counter and thanking him.
"And? How did it go?", Cleo asked.
"They're just a bunch of jerks. There's nothing to be concerned about."
You remain in the bar for a little longer, until Phil closes for the day. He also gave you a tour of your new "apartment." He had a free one over his bar, that you could use. Because you owned your own little business and didn't need to work from home, you could stay here as long as Phil was okay with it. You and your friends agreed to meet up the next day, before they went home too.
You were ready to go to bed after a brief shower, but something stopped you. The ringing of your doorbell kept you up. Who rang your doorbell at two in the morning? Normally, only your friends would be aware that you were there, and they would all be at home. They made sure of it by writing messages once they arrived.
But who could it possibly be? Fortunately, Phil's door featured a peephole, so you could see who was bothering you without having to open the door. However, when you looked through, you saw... nothing.
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Random thought: remember when Darkness asks us to post about our whole MWAF experience in the forum? What if the next game lets us do just that? Like, we get to log onto the forum and post all about Duskwood while we go on our next adventure. Then we can interact with Darkness and the other people there. Everbyte if you happen to see this I NEED this to happen!!!!!
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