Nicole’s Dad (sorry For The Ahh Anatomy + Colouring And Drawing I Haven’t Slept Since Yesterday Afternoon)

Emily started cvtting at a young age. She can’t really remember when but it’s been apart of her life for a while. It stated off small, stuff that could oass off as from a let of going outside and doing random shit until she went way to deep and she didn’t know why but she wanted that feeling forever and ever. It felt so fucking good so she started doing it more and more until she didn’t like the feel of where she did it from all the scars (does that make sense?) her parents tried to stop her but overtime they realised that it’ll probably never stop, so they just let her do it

NGL RN ALL I WANNA DO IS SLEEP BUT MAYBE INE DAY AT 1AM WHEN IM SUICIDAL ILL GET SMTH OUT CUS I ALWAYS GET MY BEST WRITING FONE THEN 🙏

RHEA I NEED ANOTHER FIC FROM YOU😭😭😭😭 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 😭

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…????

JECKILLYYYYYY 💔

>.<

@polomarco2 @scenescarz

At the end of the day, I know ill never be what they are to me to them

THANK YOU IM PROBABLY NEVER GONNA FNINISH NOW 🫶

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 🥸

Gotta repost my old art cus my fuckass account got terminated 💔

Sighhh idk what im drawing but next im doing Nicole and Emily w their mums 💔

Jecka’s mums name is Ellie, and her dads name is Adam.

She’s emotionally distant but does spend SOME time with her daughter.

They tried a lot of times to have kids, having five miscarriages before finally having Jecka, but by that time Ellie has somewhat given up and had already started doing heroin.

She has a hate-love relationship with her husband

Shouts a lot, mainly at her husband but a lot at jecka to.

Has chronic migraines.

@p34ch-t34 @st4rlight-kayz @silverwasafukintrainwreck :3

Jecka's mom WIP. This is how I imagine her mom would look like.

OMG MY MOM CHECKED MY PHONE AND I WAS SO SCARED SHE WAS GONNA FIND TUMBLR