Lowkey I Might Die From Embarrassment

Jecka had been at Nicole’s house all day, not that she was complaining it wasn’t like she had a better way to spend her Saturday. Besides she felt better about being there now that Nicole’s brother was in jail. They hadn’t really done anything, stayed sober unfortunately, laid around, minimal talking even. Even as she left to go home she could feel Nicole’s eyes on her, she had been staring at her a lot lately hadn’t she? Whatever don’t read into it, she was probably plotting something. She cleared her throat, “See you tomorrow probably.” She called as she turned her head, Nicole was still slumped against her headboard, tapping at her laptop as she lazily raised her head to acknowledge she heard her.

“Bye.”

Dry, not that Jecka hadn’t expected that, truly it was the only real way Nicole spoke. And out she went, checking her phone was in her pocket as she went down the stairs. She waved to Nicole’s Mom on the couch and made her way out to her car, she started it up and began pulling out when her phone buzzed. She put it in park and dug in her shallow pocket, she flipped her phone open to see a text from Nicole,

‘miss u’

‘i havent even left your fucking driveway yet’

‘so come back’

‘my mom will be pissed if i dont come home nicole’

‘you hate your mom anyway come back’

Jecka leaned her head back against her headrest, despite her demeanor with everyone else, and well even with her in public, this truly wasn’t out of character for Nicole when they were alone recently. She’d gotten all clingy, Jecka suspected whatever thing she had going on with Ari last month actually awoke something in her. Whatever not her business, she pulled back up and shut her car off, casually walking back inside despite the disappointed look it earned her from Nicole’s Mom.

When she got back to Nicole’s room she saw Nicole had barely moved beyond sliding down to stare at the ceiling and tossing her laptop on the ground. “Hey.” Jecka greeted, unsure if Nicole even knew she was there, Nicole scooted over, obviously inviting her to lay down. Jecka breathed a half sigh half laugh through her nose, why did Nicole know how to speak to her silently so well? She laid down beside her, joining her vain attempt at staring a hole through the popcorn ceiling. “This is really fucking boring Nicole, it’s like you want me to go home.” She teased, knowing that’s all it would take, just as expected Nicole rolled onto her side and hurriedly wrapped her arm around Jecka, keeping her where she lay. God, new gay ass Nicole was so easy. Jecka giggled to herself.

“Are you going to stay?” Nicole asked in a small voice, okay that, that was new. Jecka wasn’t sure if she liked that, it barely even sounded like Nicole, “Sure why not,” she answered, “Gotta go get something to sleep in though.” She finished as she tried to sit up, Nicole kept her down, “I’ll lend you something. Just, stay.” Okay maybe the voice is growing on her a little, fuck. “Fuck me for being sappy but, are you okay?” Jecka asked, Nicole didn’t answer for a while, just breathing into Jecka’s shoulder. “When am I?” She finally answered, her voice back to its normal monotone. “No.” Jecka sat up, forcefully enough this time to escape Nicole’s grasp, god she was strong for such a scrawny bitch. “You’re acting fucking weird. Is there something I need to know?” She asked, Nicole held onto her arm, clearly thinking, “No, I just don’t want you to leave.” There was that small voice again, Jecka exhaled hard before she laid back down to continue being Nicole’s personal stuffed animal. “Fine.”

It wasn’t so bad anyway.

My word was true 💔

I am NOT gonna stay clean for very long guys

HELP I JUST REALISED THATTT 😭😭

I think about this scene a lot

Wait NO stop this is actually so good!}!?! .zc,mcasleij UM yeah. I really like it 💕 and I really like the beauty pageant hc!!!

Idk how much you think about this as much as I do, but like, I saw ur art of jecka’s mom and im actually like, 🤭🤭 so uh, do you have any like, headcanons? About jecka’s relationship w her and stuff or how she is as a parent (I can’t remember if it states in the game their relationship but it’s 5;44 am rn and I haven’t slept) 😋 anyway ur art is super yummy

I actually do have some headcanons about Jecka's mom. Since I've been drawing her a lot more lately, these are just a mix of headcanons all together so it's not in order.

• Jecka's mom was a teen mom

• she was an aspiring model before she got pregnant

• she met Jecka's dad in high school so they're high school sweethearts

• she doesn't like nicole

• her and Jecka often buttheads due to her being extremely passive-aggressive and kind of cruel. Also, she was barely their emotionally

• she does want the best for Jecka, but doesn't know where to draw the line between discipline and abuse

• if Jecka were to have lived with her instead of her dad she would've paid for Jecka's college on her own, only if Jecka kept her grades up

• took her huge stash of prescriptions with her when she moved out which then left Jecka having to buy her own drugs yet again

• she was actually the breadwinner in the family, which made her husband insecure

• extremely insecure about her age and looks, thanks to Jecka's dad

• she hates Emily for obvious reasons

• Jecka's dad went for Emily because she reminded him of a younger version of Jecka's mom

• inadvertently blames Jecka and her husband for making her give up her modeling dreams

• put Jecka in beauty pageants until she was 8 so she can develop more confidence

• secretly meets up with Nicole's mom to discuss certain things together

• went into a long and very soul crushing depressive spiral after being married to Jecka's dad for so long she became a shell of a woman

• Jecka's mom was your typical depressed drunk wine mom with an open drug addiction

That's about as many off the top of my head, I'd like to read whatever you think Jecka's mom would be like, since I do have a lot of fun thinking about her as a character. Also thank you! I've been told my art looks like it'd taste like sour gummies whatever that means ☺️

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

i don't wanna eat anything but fruits lately 😓

silly jeckole picrew :)

Jecka has thought many times about ending it all on her parents birthdays/anniversary/mother or Father’s Day so they’d feel some sort of guilt or regret about neglecting and abusing her. She fell asleep every time before she said she’d do it.

So we all read this fic?

spiritually, i'm still here

drew this from a base