Toxic Jeckole Would Be Where Nicole Is Still An Asshole, Lacks Any Sort Of Empathy, And Disregards The

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OKAY OKAY RHEA... like.. ummm would you share Jeckemily hcs?? Like they're my opt😽😽 and your hcs are SO good

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- Emily loves laying on Jecka’s chest. She’ll do it whenever but mainly when she’s tired or upset

- When Emily starts distancing herself from everyone, or lashing out, Jecka feels SLIGHTLY insecure about their relationship

- Jecka swears it’s a secret relationship but everyone knows they hookup in the third floor bathroom.

- Emily gives her a discount on addies (25% off)

- Jecka’s not that big on pet names, but she’ll call Emily ‘babe’, ‘em’ or if she’s drunk then ‘baby’. Emily fw everything so she doesn’t mind but she called jecka loads of different ones, but it’s mainly ‘babe’, ‘baby’, ‘pretty’, and stuff along those lines - unless they’re getting freaky.

- Emily actually praises Jecka’s body a lot, sometimes too much and jecka gets weirded out but she secretly fw it cus she low-key has body dysmorphia

- Emily has carved Jecka’s initials into her body somewhere.

- Jecka paints both of their nails, and they do face masks together but it’s like, cute and wtf at the same time because Emily has 🧿🧿 eyes and jecka has 👁️👁️

- bites x doesnt like to be bitten

- Emily is always kissing Jecka when they cuddle, like it doesn’t matter where - her neck, shoulders, collarbone, chest, stomach, ear, jaw WHEREEVER. She just liked being affectionate

- Jecka showers with a shit ton of fancy products from her mom, and Emily’s been using the same shampoo since she was 10.

- Emily’s apart of those vip scene kid groups on MySpace and jecka sometimes looks over her shoulder and sees what’s happening ands like “….”

- If were to think about them with others - They’re both still attracted to Nicole, but Nicole is infatuated by the fact Ari will let her do whatever, but actually tells her to fuck off when a line has been crossed.

- They both get insanely jealous of other people with each over because all they have to go off is their parents fucked up marriages

- If were to think when they’re adults - Jecka becomes something in the medical field, and Emily is unemployed because jecka said no to selling drugs 💔

- Emily likes to cling in her sleep during the summer and distance herself in the winter. Jecka gets very frustrated and confused.

- in a modern au, where their teens in like, modern - you get it - they both run the schools TikTok page with all the muggies of people and jokes of teachers , and they haven’t been caught yet.

- Sometimes Jecka is actually worried for her safety being with Emily, and then she’ll see the odd picture of Emily when she was little or all the scars she has, or her crying or just her being vulnerable and remember that Emily is also her age and trying to survibe through the fucked up worldd they live in so it kinda fades but not completely.

- constantly on and off but always end back with each over

- they. Get freaky a lot. 👩🏿‍🦰

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So we all read this fic?

spiritually, i'm still here

drew this from a base

in my delsusional little world, nicoole and jecka have aminecraft wolrd that nicole built for them, and jecka just made their beds pink and put them together <3

Fixed it (im retarded) 😼

Please send me asks or I might cut myself /hj (Ari mentioned?!?!?)

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Watching mv so I can get tickets :3

Wip of my jeckole fic (with emiari, Aricole and Jeckelly mentioned :3)

Nicole wasn’t jealous.

Nicole wasn’t jealous, definitely not. How could she? Jealousy wasn’t a regular emotion she felt. However, the fact that Jecka’s fingers were carefully placed next to Kelly’s, perfectly pink painted nails resting lightly against the others white ones. Jecka’s flushed face and excited eyes, following Kelly’s mindless movements. The way the piss yellow lighting of Jecka’s lightbulb reflected off of her equally piss coloured eyes (they weren’t really) really irked Nicole for no aparent reason. Probably the fact that Kelly was Jecka’s ex. Just by the fact that she was currently alone, perched in the thorn ridden bush next to the kitchen window, squinting into the bedroom window, said everything you needed to know. Nicole couldn’t see much, but from what she could see, apart from the plumes of smoke and echoes of fake sounding laughter, it seemed that Jecka and Kelly were having a good time.

Bullshit, Jecka didn’t have fun with anyone else.

Nicole wanted to gag, this was disgusting behaviour, she felt like Jeffery, or the hoodie version of Harold. Or Hudson. Fuck, what was Melanie’s (wait, was that even her name?) boyfriend’s name again? Whatever, it didn’t matter. If jecka was going to hang out with Kelly, Nicole was going to hang out with Ari. If that bitch let her near the porch anyway, and if Emily wasn’t there too (Nicole could give less of a shit if Emily was there or not, but Ari had some unnecessary fear that Emily might throw herself at Nicole and start eating her face off).

This was a really unhealthy mindset for Nicole to have, but she couldn’t help it. After moving so many times, failed friendships, her trust being broken like it was her mom cooking spaghetti (not that she cooked often), it wasn’t an unreasonable fear. Jecka had been keeping Nicole alive for the past what, ten? Eleven months? She didn’t want to die when gay marriage still wasn’t legalised, or before Jeffery, that cunt deserved to die first.

“Fuck- ow!?” Nicole hissed, a long yet small thorn embedded in the back of her hand. She really needed to stop hiding in this fucking bush. There was definitely a better place to watch her girlfriend through her window without being caught. She fumbled in her jeans pocket for a second before sliding her sidekick out, thumbs running along the keyboard.

“Caan…I…come..uh….overr…” Nicole murmured as she typed, “question mark….and sent!”

Her lips quirked slightly as she sent it, somewhat proud of herself for genuinly no reason at all. Maybe for being alive right now? Yeah, that seems good.

It didn’t take long before the device buzzed as that desperate bitch responded

Nicole’s smirk was quickly whipped off of her face, lips curling into something of disgust, “the fuck does she mean no!?” She snapped loudly.

“Did you hear that?”

Shit. Her heart practically leapt into her throat, as she fell backwards into that god forsaken bush again. She really needed to learn how to be quiet sometimes.

Being silent for nearly ten minutes seemed to make everything better, so now Nicole could go back to hating.

“What the fuck does she mean no?” She whispered loudly, eyebrows furrowing. This was about to become a long, long night that Nicole might not last through.

——

“Nicole, I said no, what part of that did you not understand?!”

“the no part,” Nicole replied dryly, hands resting lazily in her hoodie pockets, hair wild and thorns stuck to the fabric she wore. In front of her, Ari stood angrily, cheeks flushed to the point it blended in with her hair.

“Well fuck off! Im busy!” She scorned, arms crossed tightly over her chest, but it didn’t do much to try and hide what Ari was obviously embarrassed about. Obviously, her normally freckled chalky skin was stained with deep red and purple marks, from Emily of course. Nicole didn’t even have to see that bitch to know.

“Ari, if your embarrassed about the hickies, I didn’t even notice them-“

“Yes you did! Stop lying to me?” Shit, maybe she was immune to the manipulation now, Nicole thought. That must be the only reason that Ari wasn’t letting her in now. She had tried her sexy voice like, four weeks ago and that didn’t work because she was still outside of that fucking front door.

“Okay well maybe I did, but I can ignore them,” Nicole offered half heartedly, head slowly tilting to the side

“No,” Ari stood her ground, for once, she wasn’t being a spineless fish, “Go home Nicole, or bother Jecka, just fuck off,”

Her jaw hinge felt like it was about to shatter in a second, sending vibrations through her teeth when her jaw clenched at that fucking whore’s name. She had never felt her body respond like that - normally she’d just get hard.

“What?” Ari seemed to notice something was off, not that she cared or was interested, but Nicole still hadn’t moved away from her house, “You’re still not coming inside, so move, come on,”

“Im not a dog,” Nicole blinked herself out of that moment of silent spite, “stop speaking to me like that, bitch. Let me inside,”

“Nicole I already said no! Fuck. Off,”

“Ari just let me inside for fucks sake!”

Neither of them knew what just came out of Nicole’s mouth but her voice carrying desperate pleading was not it. Nicole intended that to come out forcefully and somewhat angrily, but it in fact was the opposite. That was more embarrassing than getting caught in that fucking bush (Nicole wasn’t letting it go. She was gonna tell jecka to get rid of it because the fact she had thought of it like, twelve times now, was ridiculous).

“…are you begging right now?” Ari asked confused, yet amused.

Lmk if it’s out of character 🥸

This is like that one progman fic where Nicole and Jecka are coming home and they almost crash and Nicole stats tweaking out because shes rlly horny and ends up calling Jedka mommy 💔 that fic was like a fever dream tbh I read it at 4am 👩‍🎤 it was funny though because I didn’t read the tags

I had a dream that I was writing a fic where Jecka was having some kind of breakdown and she was begging Nicole to just kiss her so she didn’t have to think about anything and Nicole was stunned bc she never saw Jecka so unstable. I can barely remember what it was

“take of ur shirt”

“jecka, you can’t be serious”

that’s literally all I remember but I stg it had more substance😭😭