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RHEA I NEED ANOTHER FIC FROM YOUđđđđ IF I READ THAT EMICOLE ONE AGAIN IM GOANNA CRQWHD TF OUT ANYWAY FAV SHIP??
DID YOU READ MY NICOLE BEDROOTINF FIC AND THE EMIJECKOLE ONE đ
ANYWAY I HAVE ABOUT TEN FAVOURITE SHIPS SO ILL JUST LIST THEM IN ORDER FROM BEST TO LEAST
jeckole
Emiari
Emicole
Jeckily
Emijeckole
Ari Cole
Jeckari
Jeckelly
Megkelly
Jeckaren
Also im if im drawing a trans character as a kid do I draw them as their before gener or now gender�???
Wip of my jeckole fic (with emiari, Aricole and Jeckelly mentioned :3)
Nicole wasnât jealous.
Nicole wasnât jealous, definitely not. How could she? Jealousy wasnât a regular emotion she felt. However, the fact that Jeckaâs fingers were carefully placed next to Kellyâs, perfectly pink painted nails resting lightly against the others white ones. Jeckaâs flushed face and excited eyes, following Kellyâs mindless movements. The way the piss yellow lighting of Jeckaâs lightbulb reflected off of her equally piss coloured eyes (they werenât really) really irked Nicole for no aparent reason. Probably the fact that Kelly was Jeckaâs 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 couldnât 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 didnât 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 Melanieâs (wait, was that even her name?) boyfriendâs name again? Whatever, it didnât 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 wasnât 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 couldnât 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 wasnât an unreasonable fear. Jecka had been keeping Nicole alive for the past what, ten? Eleven months? She didnât want to die when gay marriage still wasnât legalised, or before Jeffery, that cunt deserved to die first.
âFuck- ow!?â 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.
âCaanâŚIâŚcome..uhâŚ.overrâŚâ Nicole murmured as she typed, âquestion markâŚ.and sent!â
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 didnât take long before the device buzzed as that desperate bitch responded
Nicoleâs smirk was quickly whipped off of her face, lips curling into something of disgust, âthe fuck does she mean no!?â She snapped loudly.
âDid you hear that?â
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.
âWhat the fuck does she mean no?â She whispered loudly, eyebrows furrowing. This was about to become a long, long night that Nicole might not last through.
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âNicole, I said no, what part of that did you not understand?!â
âthe no part,â 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.
âWell fuck off! Im busy!â She scorned, arms crossed tightly over her chest, but it didnât 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 didnât even have to see that bitch to know.
âAri, if your embarrassed about the hickies, I didnât even notice them-â
âYes you did! Stop lying to me?â Shit, maybe she was immune to the manipulation now, Nicole thought. That must be the only reason that Ari wasnât letting her in now. She had tried her sexy voice like, four weeks ago and that didnât work because she was still outside of that fucking front door.
âOkay well maybe I did, but I can ignore them,â Nicole offered half heartedly, head slowly tilting to the side
âNo,â Ari stood her ground, for once, she wasnât being a spineless fish, âGo home Nicole, or bother Jecka, just fuck off,â
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 whoreâs name. She had never felt her body respond like that - normally sheâd just get hard.
âWhat?â Ari seemed to notice something was off, not that she cared or was interested, but Nicole still hadnât moved away from her house, âYouâre still not coming inside, so move, come on,â
âIm not a dog,â Nicole blinked herself out of that moment of silent spite, âstop speaking to me like that, bitch. Let me inside,â
âNicole I already said no! Fuck. Off,â
âAri just let me inside for fucks sake!â
Neither of them knew what just came out of Nicoleâs 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 wasnât 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).
ââŚare you begging right now?â Ari asked confused, yet amused.
Lmk if itâs out of character đĽ¸
The way I'm perceived online probably means too much to me.
Very gay, I like it âď¸âď¸âď¸
yayy new fic... co09>>
dead girl walking, but it's Emily
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i posted something like this like a while ago with pineflowers pretend you didnât know that
drew jeckole as cookie run characterss loll ....... i kinda wanna draw jeckole in other game artstyles too like genshin or omori
ion even play crk bro the jeckole addiction is just that bad đ˘
yo! what do you think Nicole and jecka what look like as adults?
(I wanna contribute smth too jeckole week but I have no idea what they would look like as adults)
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Nicole wouldâve probably somewhat scraped her life steady, so eyebags but not as heavy, maybe some acne scars on her forehead, she wouldnât be as skinny as when she was a teen but still what people define as skinny, her hair possibly shorter. She has some tattoos on her arms, mainly on her inner wrists and one down her spine covering the âjesus savesâ tattoo. Probably has facial piercings too, (lip, nose, eyebrow etc). She would probably wear band T-shirts or just plain ones, ranging between baggy and fitting. She would probably have a lot of jeans and sweatpants too.
Jecka idk even know bro đ
Lwk I just go off of these
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