Hii! I hope you're doing well and having a wonderful day 💕 I just wanted to ask something that's been on my mind for a while do you think Jake considers MC his girlfriend?Since she publicly tells people that they're official even in moonvale It's literally:
"We're a couple Jake just doesn't know it yet tho" 😂
Hey Ho, lovely Anon! 💚
Uhh, that's a very good question. Because honestly, I have no idea. I mean, on one side it's kinda obvious, they told each other that they love each other, which is basically highest ground already so vice versa makes sense to say they are a couple with that. Even if no one dropped a 'yes or no' question.
I mean, I doubt one of them will go 'I love you but I don't wanna be your girl/boyfriend'. Even though got the drama plot it would be chef's kiss. 'I love you, MC, but my world is to dangerous'. You know the drill xD
I mean, I personally, I don't even know if I see Jake saying boy/girl/friend to MC. I kinda feel like he's more of a 'That's my partner' kind of guy. Which is probably also due to my own taste because I kinda prefer the term partner over boyfriend.
When we get the option to call Jake our boyfriend I of course take this option but at the same time I'm also always a bit 'eeh' simply because it was never topic between those to. So one part of me is still 'they are not a couple'. But I think story wise this is just how it makes the most sense. And it's also the easiest way to describe what Jake is for MC. MC can just say 'Boyfriend' because the actual explanation would be wayyyy to long. 'This criminal is the guy I'm in love with and he's in love with me as well but he was in a burning mine and the FBI was there as well so we never got to talk about about our actual relationship status' xD
To be fair, I don't think Jake considers MC their girl/boy/friend yet because... Well... He's Jake. I kinda imagine it like Jake comes back and MC calls him boyfriend for the first time and Jake goes like 'Wait, boyfriend? I am your boyfriend?' and MC just like 'You told me you love me and I told you I love you, obviously we are a couple now'. And Jake would just go 'Oh. Okay.' and then be very pleased, maybe even smug about it. xD He would probably also see it practical. He doesn't have to go through all the nerves of asking the yes or no question. xD
BUT I can also imagine that despite MC already calling him boyfriend and him knowing about it, he would still do ask officially. I think he would ask anyway just because he can be a real gentleman and for the meaning of it. 🤭
Does that make sense? I feel like my answer is a chaos so I hope it's understandable xD
Anyway, yeah, that's what I think about it, I hope you can do anything with that answer. Which such things I believe that personal preference play a lot into it. How you picture your own version of Jake etc. So of course my answer might not fit for everyone, that's why I keep repeating that this is how I imagine it. :)
I hope I could help you a little with my answer. And I hope you're having a wonderful day as well! Thank you for asking and please take care of yourself! XOXO 💚
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I actually started it back during the COVID-19 pandemic, but I stopped because I couldn’t handle waiting for each episode to be released. I told myself I’d come back once everything was completed.
And two weeks ago… I finally did.
Even though I had already seen some spoilers about who the Man Without a Face really was, I still kept playing. And honestly? The reason was Jake. 😂
That mysterious hacker who helps the MC find Hannah—the missing girl. I don’t know what it is about him, but he just pulls you in.
I bought the premium version from the very beginning, and it was absolutely worth it. The interactions between MC and Jake felt so real and immersive—like you, as the player, were actually experiencing a slow-burn romance through text messages with this faceless, protective, slightly awkward genius. 🤍
Jake is that classic introverted, intelligent, honest type—with a complicated, shadowy past. You never fully know what he did or why he’s constantly on the run… but slowly, little by little, he starts opening up to you.
And that progression? So satisfying.
But what truly made the game unforgettable for me… was the ending.
It leaves you hanging—in the best and worst way possible. Especially for female players, I think. There’s this lingering feeling… like something unfinished, something still waiting.
Because the last thing Jake says to MC is:
“I love you.”
And then… he disappears.
:(
As an official Duskwood fan, I have to say—those final words really got me. They stayed with me more than I expected.
Now I’m just here, waiting (impatiently) to see how the developers will bring Jake back in the next sequence.
A/n: I didn't know what dance sytel you wanted, dear anon. So I hope this here is okay and you will like it. I've always wanted to write something with a dancer MC because my OC I use for other fandom actually is dancer as well. So I was so happy to get this request. Thank you for trusting me with it. 💚 Please excuse any mistakes.
I used this song, but of course you can imagine it with whatever song you want. 🫶🏻
Frustration started to creep in as you lay on the floor, the polished wood cold against your sweaty skin. Your breath was far faster than you would have liked after only three repeats.
Rehearsing was like self-therapy for you. The only place you were... you. The only place you had full control without forcing it. You had it because here, it was in your blood. It had always been your life. From the moment you started in this bad hip-hop group at only 11 years.
Followed by ballet, breakdance and even three years of gymnastics. All to improve your passion for contemporary dance.
When you suddenly got pulled into Hannah's case, it became even more important to you. An outlet. A place where you did not have to think. Only feel. Only be. Almost weightless.
But today... today nothing really went the way you wanted to. An important performance for an upcoming competition. But no matter what... something was bothering you. Immensely.
But you couldn't pinpoint what it was. Well, you could, you had a problem with timing in the third 8th-circle.
And to say it was destroying your day was an understatement.
You let out a soft huff as you pushed your body back upright. For a second, you just looked into the big mirror on the wall. Your face was flushed, your bottom lip a bit swollen from biting onto it in concentration to finally hit the rhyme the way you wanted to.
But as fast as you had checked your reflection, your eyes wandered over to your phone. It was slightly propped up against your hoodie you had taken off before your practice.
It stood upright enough that the camera could capture the room... if there was a viewer on the other side.
Jake had never mentioned before if he had looked into your camera when you were rehearsing.
Usually, you hated it when he did. It was invasive, controlling, a breach of privacy.
But one part of you... wanted him to see.
To watch. To... appreciate seeing you like this.
Of course, as an adult you could do it very simply. Just ask. Or just tell him. "Hey, I'm at practice tonight, do you want to watch? I would like to hear your opinion."
But why do it easy when you could also do it the hard way.
However... this time when you looked at your phone, a sudden, strange tingle ran down your back. As if you could sense something. As if your body sensed... him.
You would have called yourself insane usually. Sensing him in your phone camera? How ridiculous.
When, in the moment you finally stood up again, a deep, slightly disoriented voice sounded right into your ear through the one earbud you were wearing.
"You're frustrated."
The way you flinched as it happened was probably very bad for your neck and shoulder muscles. But at the same time the shock and surprise went through you, your pulse already betrayed you. Your heart missed a beat, then picked up pace.
"My go— Jake!" you answered, looking back at your phone.
A short crackle on the other end, then the answer, "My apologies. It wasn't my intention to frighten you, MC."
The urge to smile at him hearing your name was almost too much to hide. But you managed.
Concentration, MC.
Instead, you changed the topic, not as casually as you would like. "What... what were you doing in my phone again?"
The barely audible laugh coming from him sounded creepy in your eyes. But this time, you couldn't fully suppress your smile.
To not let it show fully, you straightened again and walked back to your starting position.
"You're rehearsing," he stated, monotone as most of the time. But maybe there was a little bit of curiosity in the robotic voice.
"Yeah, I wrote you, you did not see it?" you asked, looking back at your phone once again, as if you were talking face to face with him this way.
Jake shifted slightly on his chair, the voice changer picking this up as well, "I did see it," he said.
You let out a small hum in acknowledgment, rewinding the song with the remote for the sound system.
"And how long have you been watching me?"
There was a pause on the other side as Jake thought about if he should tell you that he was always watching. Always admiring. Not your body, though, even he couldn't help but appreciate the view. No, he was admiring your skill, your talent.
Watching you dance was fascinating to him. Truly fascinating. It was the exact opposite of what he was used to.
Control vs. expression
Hidden vs. seen
Logic vs. instinct
He cleared his throat as he realized he was losing track of the reasons he actually had decided to make himself known.
"You're around 0.6 seconds late on the fourth beat."
"What?" you asked, the surprise was written all over your face, the confusion clear in your voice, "What do you— how do you know?"
Jake felt himself stiffen slightly as he realized he had accidentally given too much away about what he was usually doing when he was watching you.
His first instinct was to dodge the question, not answer, come up with a believable response. But then he decided to just be honest. After all, you two were a couple. Well, not officially. But telling each other about their love for the other was pretty... close, right?
His fingers moved to the small device on his desk, he switched the flip, and instead of the disorientation, his real voice answered you this time.
"I've... counted," he admitted. "You're 0.6 seconds late when you do this... acrobatic thing. Probably because you breathe in at the wrong moment. The intake of air at that moment is slowing you."
If it were anyone else than Jake, you would have probably laughed. "I breathe in at the wrong moment? You have a colorful imagination of how things work." But this wasn't anyone else. This was Jake. And so you knew, he wasn't joking, he wasn't trying to make a fool out of you. He was serious.
"You— you were counting," you answered carefully, as if the thought alone tasted weird, "And you...?"
"I saw your frustration. So I cropped your steps and synchronized the song with it. Then I analyzed your breathing and noticed the slight delay," the hacker explained. There was a bit of hesitation mixed into his usual matter-of-fact voice.
The words only slowly started to make sense in your head. He hadn't just watched. He had... put work into it. Had analyzed it for you with open eyes to then come and let you know.
"Jake— I—" you started, but he interrupted you.
"Reiterate."
You didn't refuse. Didn't try to make excuses.
You didn't question it. You just... listened.
Because it was him.
And when you started "Put It on Me" by Matt Maeson from the beginning and went into your starting position, you felt a flutter in your stomach. The slight nervousness that came with knowing, this time, he was really watching.
And yet, you had never felt as good before as you fully leaned into your choreography as if your life depended on it.
The beat buzzed through your entire being. You could feel it in your bones, your veins. Your eyes were closed, the music took over your existence.
And Jake? He became part of it. Counting your every step. Every beat. Analyzing every rhyme. He was learning your style, how you moved during every part. How your soul became... agravic.
He was tracking your every move. And when the part came you had been struggling with before, his voice guided you. "Wait... now."
And this time when you pushed yourself into the aerial cartwheel, it was as if the music adjusted to you instead of the other way around.
The next hour flew by without you feeling any of it. Jake became your eyes when you closed yours to feel.
"Wait. You're early."
"Again. On four."
His voice became your rhyme while he was learning your breathing patterns.
And when your practice ended, with a kind of confidence you had never felt before, Jake disconnected from your phone.
His lips twitching, once, twice, before he allowed the smile to fully spread over his face.
His eyes went unfocused for a moment as he replayed your words, your gratitude towards him, the way you smiled at him through your camera.
He secured the memory of those two hours in his mind, protected and available for the rest of his life.
His attention snapped back into reality. His hand moved to open another tab to check the progress of his loading program before he closed it again and once again opened the footage of your dancing.
He clicked the first video and then leaned back in his chair, allowing himself to fully dive into his administration for you.
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