I Need Some Gut-wretching, Sad, Traumatizing Short Stories Or Headcanons About Jake And Mc To Make Me

I need some gut-wretching, sad, traumatizing short stories or headcanons about Jake and Mc to make me sob and finish some headcanons.

Give me recommendations, please.

Part four of this headcanon series

|| Part one, part two, part three ||

• After two days, they started getting suspicious.

• Firat, Lilly noticed something was wrong with her brother; he was calmer and more nervous at the same time than usual, it just depended on whether Mc was in the room or not. But she said nothing, silently observing the signs.

• Jessy vocalized her happines more excitedly than this, when after Lilly she also slowly realized what was going on, but Mc tied it to her soul, that she will tell her everything she wants if she keeps her mouth shut. The redhead did as a true friend.

• Slowly they all found out about the two's little secret, but no one initiated the confrontation. What could they have confronted? It wasn't their business. But that doesn't mean curiosity didn't kill them.

• One night, when they were drinking by the campfire, Dan couldn't take it anymore. Taking a big sip from his whiskey, he surveyed the silent couple. "I'm just saying," he pointed in Jake's direction, "if you don't watch out for the little detective, hackerman, you're going to be in trouble."

• After the 'father's blessing', everyone suddenlx found their voice at the same time, Cleo a little annoyed that the bisquits she made yesterday were gone. Mc and Jake looked at the group with a bit of an embarassed awe, not understanding what was so celebratory about this.

• "It was about time," Lilly smiled, "it was getting annoying with you two avoiding each other, but Lyra waking up in a different room every morning. Like two teens keeping secrets."

• If she could, Mc would have slid down the log, but she had to make do with burying her face in her hands. "It's not because—"

• "Another bottle of wine? I'll bring it right away," Phil suddenly jumped up, and as the back door closed behind him, Jessy, as if she had just realized, hurried in after her brother.

• Mc found the scene strange, since there was still plenty of wine in their glasses, but was glad that the attention was off her.

• "Phil's always been quite... that way." Cleo swirled the liquid in hand, as Hannah added softly, "Like her sister, acting on emotions."

• This was agreed upon. Mc stole a glance at Jake, who sat next to her perhaps with a more relaxed posture tonight. It was comforting, as was when she closed the bedroom door behind her at night. They were finally alone, in silence. And the best part – she thought to herself as she snuggled into Jake's bed – was that now she doesn't have to sneak down the stairs in darkness if she wants to fall asleep calm.

Here's a (long) snippet from my recent fanfiction, The afterfire:

Darkness: What would you like to know?

Nymos: You mean, I can ask anything?

Darkness: Anything

Lyra had a million thing inside her head that seemed so important to know. Is Darkness a he or she? That would be definitely something important to know. What do they know about Duskwood? Why did they continue talking with a random mysterous being just because she needed to know about Duskwood? Is it because they as well want to gain as much information as possible? Why?

That's why she ended up asking this:

Nymos: Do you eat the hopes and dreams of children for breakfast?

The three dots in the corner weren't seen for what felt like an eternity. Somehwere in the world, at the other side of the phone was probably a very shocked person right then. Or at least Lyra thought so.

Darkness: That and cornflakes, I like to mix it up a little

That made the woman crack a smile.

(Nothing special, but still makes me happy to reread.)

honestly, i also feel like i haven't seen as many snippets come across my dash as i used to. please share something with me! today, share something funny, something you wrote that makes you laugh.

Important question for Duskwood fans

I'm searching for a German and Spanish person – who speaks English well enough to understand by reading – to translate my Duskwood fanfiction, The afterfire.

Spots for Russian and Polish translators are already taken.

If anyone's interested, feel free to comment/dm me and we can have a little chat before deciding if we both could work together.

Thank you for reading :)

Are people really... I think humanity is lost

• Jake Donfort, who until now had known no love other than his mother's, and then Mc came into his life.

• Jake Donfort, who had a hard time putting into words what he was feeling, knew that there was something there that hadn't been before. He wanted Mc to explain this to him, but was afraid of the question.

• Jake Donfort, who doesn't know why, but feels grateful to Mc for making him feel things he thought he could never.

• Jake Donfort, who wants to take her to places and kiss her in public because people would be jealous of what a cute face he's kissing. He knew they would be.

• Jake Donfort, who wants to give Mc the most, never believing her when she says he already gave it to her: himself.

• Jake Donfort, who all of a sudden finds himself in front of a Chinese restaurant, nervously picking at the skin on his fingers, searching every person's face in the dark, hoping the next one will be her.

• Jake Donfort, who has no idea what he's doing, but now knows why. Knows the reason behind his actions, feelings, and wants them to stay, because he hopes with that feeling that gets his heart beat faster and eyes see stars, Mc will stay too.

• Jake Donfort, who never speaks much finds himself wanting to share everything with her.

• Jake Donfort, who doesn't know how to express emotions, but tries doing so with what he can; words of affirmation and acts of service.

• Jake Donfort, who finds it hard to understand the reason behind why people love small touches, but gets it the moment Mc walks a bit closer to him on the street, arms touching ever so slightly.

• Jake Donfort, who doesn't mind anything Mc is doing, because he knows he wants it too, just not how he could make it happen. But Mc knows, and that calms him down. He doesn't feel useless or less, which was surprising to him at first.

• Jake Donfort, who makes sure Mc gets home safe. Who makes sures she never once has to live through unpleasant things again. For her safety, he would go to the Moon and back.

• Jake Donfort, who leaves it up to Mc when she recieves a strange message from an unknown number. Mc, who to Jake's surprise, blocks the number, because according to her, she already had her fair amount of moments with strange messages and got the best out of her first and last ever investigation; friends and him. Jake, whose heart skipped a beat at her saying it separetaly.

• Jake Donfort, who internally melts at everything Mc does and says.

• Jake Donfort is the man he is, because Mc is the woman she is.

(Here you go, another fluff filled headcanon. Do we want this to be a series?)