Imagine: The Duskwood Group Meets Up With Mc And Jake, They Go Around The City A Lot Where They Are Staying

Imagine: the Duskwood group meets up with Mc and Jake, they go around the city a lot where they are staying at for a few days.

Jake was totally all over with them going on sightseeings. Madly anxious and paranoic. Scared. After a while, he gave up on checking each place and its security system properly, and Mc happily acknowledged, that maybe with this she could start a process. A process where the man finally gets enough rest, even if not completely safe, but not in great danger either.

And Mc cares about her friends more than anything. Friend... right?

Not to mention reading those actual lines. I be redoing every expression written on those pages, muttering the character's words while doing so.

Anybody else make the expressions of their characters when they're writing? If somebody grimaces, I'm grimacing with them.

Jessy: You're staring.

MC: No I'm not!

Jessy: You're practically drooling.

MC: No shut up, you're insane.

Jessy: Yeah, you're right. What would you ever see in him?

MC: What is that supposed to mean? He's funny, he's smart, he's handsome, he's- oh.

Jessy:...

MC:...

Jessy: *sniggers*

MC: I can't believe I fell for that.

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.

You are what you write.

Did you intend on making me feel some sort of pain in my chest? Because for the record, it's currently there and this made me feel some deep shit.

The problem with writing romance, and not specifically romance where the sex happens, but any romance is...

Whether you intend it or not, you're interests are in there. Your desires are laid bare. What you lust for, perhaps, what attracts (and doesn't) certainly but more what you long for in a relationship and what frightens you away from one.

Everyone who reads it will know more about you than you probably want. You will learn more about you than you probably want.

This is true for all writing, but for some reason the intimate nature of relationships (both romantic and not, because you'll find those out too) is a bit more painful to broadcast.

And I am not simply talking about stories where romance is the entire point. I mean any stories with relationship dynamics to deal with.

You smash those dolls together, you have fun breaking hearts, but just remember what little doors in your own you are opening as you do.

Or the realization that you are what you write is going to hit you like a brick.

Duskwood Incorrect Quotes pt.6

~♡~ Valentine's Day Edition pt.2 ~♡~

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Texting with Jessy

Phil: It sucks, Jessy

Phil: I literally love her so much that I don't find other girls attractive anymore??

Phil: Like, I just want her

Phil: Physically and emotionally, she's all I fucking want

Jessy: Should I know which one of your one night affair are we talking about?

Phil: There wasn't an affair yet

Jessy: ?

Phil: Mc

Jessy: Dearest brother, Duskwood's most well known womanizer ever. Maybe you finally, actually fell in love?

Phil: ...

Phil: Fuck no

Jessy: Fuck yeah!

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(I kinda forgot about this, and only noticed this actually exists while going through my drafts. Half a year later.)