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This is actually so cuteee!!!!! I love eur art style smh

Jeckari realness, someone on twitter mentioned this being like a flip-side ending where Jecka ends up in a relationship with Ari and that's just what this drawing is now. The ends scene for that route. (+ the sketch and the no kisses ver. Under cut)

I love telling him ABT my hyperfixations ❤️❤️

Emiari is so cute bru…….

Emily gets overly jealous when other people talk to Ari like, affectionately (like Ari’s other friends) and it just really jarring for Emily idk

Girl INCESTUOUS??? 😭

every time i see anything incestuous and or related to arcane/tmnt i get the URGE to tag lukas

This is how it feels reading Inscriptions by Kayleen

I am a god, Jecka

STOP THEYRE WUXH CUTIESSSSS 💔💔

by gumatobi26

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Class of ‘09 (Visual Novel) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Jecka/Nicole (Class of '09) Characters: Jecka (Class of '09), Nicole (Class of '09) Additional Tags: First Kiss, Falling In Love, Sleepovers, Nicole plays the guitar, Serenading, They’re soft for each other, Soft Jeckole, Fluff Summary:

Nicole is a chronic ponytail wearer but one night Jecka sleeps over and winds up waking up first. She realizes she forgot to charge her phone last night because they were doing… stuff so she has nothing else to do but watch Nicole sleep. But whatever, that’s normal friend stuff.

This is rlly random but i headcannon that nicole used to be really close with her brother and played video games with him when she was younger and when she found out about the things he was doing it really messed her up and partook in her distrust of men

Stoppp I actually love this hccc, actually this is the one that helped me make mine 😭

I headcanons (this is actually a bit dark btw so uh) that video games were the only way her brother could get Nicole to focus on something else so he could be a pedo and touch himself 🙂 and Nicole didnt realise for a WHILE and when she did then he stopped touching himself and starting touching her instead… 💔 so uh yeah 😭

Toxic Jeckole would be where Nicole is still an asshole, lacks any sort of empathy, and disregards the emotions and feelings of other people. And the frustration that Jecka has to put up with that everyday leads her to giving into everything she’s seen from her dad growing up.

Nicole won’t listen or carry her weight into anything while living together, so Jecka says fuck this, grabs an empty beer bottle from the many that Nicole has drank from, and smashes it over her head.

I have soup :3

I think about this scene a lot

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😭😭

ari is such an underrated villain. that girl is a manipulative evil cunt and i love her for it

No stop I was gonna link the positive teacher thing to the mr Katz route but then i remembered that the flip side as the flip side and how that route actually went 💔💔

The fact it won't let ubanswr asks 💔

Anyhoo

Jecka or Emily HCs with their parents 😼 (if U wanna (pls) U can flood my asks w asks too cus I always feel like I ask you loads 🥀)

For some reason it was just that last one but nbd. Also I love answering asks and talking about Class of 09 so don’t worry about it

I love thinking about the girls’ home lives. I love making up hcs about Nicole and her dad so this will be interesting for me. I saw your ask about angsty Emily hcs and I added stuff about her parents there so I’ll just talk about Jecka here

Jecka’s home life genuinely makes me so sad. Her mom is an abusive drug addict and her dad is physically and verbally abusive. I think Jecka has these moments after her parents get divorced where she misses her mom. She would dip out for a few days to a few weeks and it sucked but at least it was more peaceful. She could come home whenever she wanted and didn’t have to worry about her anger. It was less peaceful when people she owed money to would bang on the door and she had to go hide

This poor baby always made sure she had several after school activities once it was in her control so she wouldn’t have to be at home. Sports, student government, tutoring. It worked but as soon as she was old enough to get her permit, she begged her parents to teach her to drive and thank god she did. She refused to be dependent on them.

Her mom is decently nice to her when she’s sober. They used to have girls days and she would take her to the spa and then they’d stop at McDonalds on the way home. As she it older though she noticed the brewing animosity her mom had for her and it’s the root of a lot of her anxiety at home. She was used to her dad blowing up for no reason but when her mom started yelling at her more often and being aggressive she didn’t understand why.

Jecka obviously doesn’t like her parents and they’re not very parental so I think she seeks out that guidance and care from teachers which just adds to the pressure to be a good student. Not only does she need to do well to get into college but the positive attention from teachers is all she has.

Jecka’s dad is the worst kind of person and seeing him in flip side was so jarring bc in the first two games Jecka’s abuse is kind of played as a joke and then you just have her dad standing there and threatening her. I don’t have much to say about that man other than she’s obviously hates him and I need him arrested.

This is so long but I love Jecka and I hate her parents thank you the end

Thank you 😼 ppsnflood my asks

Nicole except when she thinks about jecka moving for college she gets so unbelievably angry that she doesn’t recognise it. The fact that she’s getting her life together, moving away and won’t be there to clean Nicole up after she gets so drunk shes sick. She feels dizzy when she thinks about it, being so fucking selfish but unable to stop because she needs jecka.

i can’t believe i haven’t seen ONE hanahaki deisease jeckole fic. i don’t even like hanahaki fics that much they make me too sad but WHERE ARE THEY

HEY HOE 😭 no cus im actually PISSED my account got FUCKING TEMRINDSVKIENFLAEIFHLAIE LIKE

I didint even DO ANUTHJINGIGSIH 💔💔😭😭😭😭💔💔💔🚬🚬⛓️⛓️⛓️⛓️

justice for rhea guys……..

Tumblr won’t let me respond to the ask but I love a good parent au, I’m a sucker for it so this is so exciting for me @myl0v3l1f3

Nicole has several panic attacks during the process of them becoming parents (I think they would adopt bc I just don’t think either of them would wanna be pregnant but it’s definitely smth to explore). Her and Jecka are like mid 30s at this point and they’re a lot more stable but they obviously have bad days. Jecka is trying to comfort her and remind her that they aren’t their parents and it’s a process but Nicole is convinced she’ll just fuck them up.

After a really long therapy session she decides to actually do something about it and buys a fuck tom of parenting books and spends the majority of her time researching childhood trauma and how to keep their home safe and welcoming for a foster child.

It was Jecka’s idea to begin to foster kids and she was beginning to get worried bc with Nicole’s anxiety, she’s been really hands off with the whole process but after Nicole’s new passion for it, it unlocks something in her and she finds herself loving Nicole in a whole new way. They’ve been together for over ten years and they’re ride or dies but now she’s seeing Nicole as a leader for their soon to be family and it’s a really beautiful time for them.

They’re both extremely anxious when they actually begin to foster children, these twins come to them. It’s a big and girl around 7 years old and they’re very quiet so Nicole thinks she’s doing something wrong bc she hyped herself up for this great experience but she thinks the kids hate her. She’s still welcoming and trying her best but her insecurities are starting to get the best of her. Until one day Jecka comes home after picking them up from school and the boy brings her a drawing and she fully starts sobbing bc it’s a small reinforcement that she’s doing a good job and they’re starting to feel comfortable. Nicole frames it and everything, she’s so happy and she refuses to hide it. As they get older she’ll make jokes like “I’m his favorite” and Jecka just rolls her eyes

Jecka is a mountain of anxiety and she’s done a lot of work to manage it and not project it onto the kids. She still has anger issues and sometimes when the kids are being kids but it overwhelms her, her hands start to shake and she goes to her room crying bc she thinks that means she’s just like her dad. Nicole is rubbing her back and reminding her that Jecka has never put her hands on them and she never would. Being angry doesn’t mean she’s violent and after she calms down

I’m going to make ONE little hc about if one of them got pregnant bc I read a fic about them dealing with a teen pregnancy and it was funny. This is basically a shit post but I had to include it. After Nicole gets Youtube famous, Jecka traps her so she can secure her bag and she likes Nicole anyway so why not. They’re terrible parents and Jecka is “excited” to have a baby bc the idea of having someone love her unconditionally is exciting but then actual motherhood is a nightmare. Nicole doesn’t know what the hell she’s doing and they’re starting end up turning into a family vlog channel to make more money but then once the kid is like 8 they stop bc they can see unhealthy habits forming and they actually love their child.

Some happier moments are Nicole actually enjoying a house full of kids when they’re fostering multiple kids. Her house was always loud growing up bc of her parents yelling and then her numerous stepdads but there’s a weird comfort in the chaos bc it’s familiar. She also really enjoys the routine of driving to school, pick ups, packing lunches. She likes to be needed and she’s happy that she’s able to provide a stable home with her partner

Beach episode

HEY HOE 😭 no cus im actually PISSED my account got FUCKING TEMRINDSVKIENFLAEIFHLAIE LIKE

I didint even DO ANUTHJINGIGSIH 💔💔😭😭😭😭💔💔💔🚬🚬⛓️⛓️⛓️⛓️

justice for rhea guys……..

New journal entry ✪

counseling crush

not overdramatic, i know what i want!

They're best friends your honour!

nobody asked for it but everybody got it - have some emiari

future au..

horrible awful crippling artblock still remains

This took way longer than I’d like to admit 💔

I hope someone sees my vision here jeez 😭

You don't see stars here, they're just city lights

I think back to where you live and how you can see the entire sky.

It's occasional, sometimes I'll see the moon

And I'll think of you

Jecka’s left for college, shes left home, cut contact with everyone, and starting over. However it’s not the same like it is back home, where she would sit on the roof with Nicole and look at the stars, and the moon. The moon she can’t see anymore. She tries hard to see it and the star once more, but she’s unable to.

My mom will convince me, and I'll get the courage to ask

We will get coffee in Canton and you'll nervously laugh

When we hug, 'cause we don't hug, we never used to do that

We don't do that

Nicole’s mom finally gets her to leave the house, and it ends up being when Nicole texts Jecka after 6 months asking to meet again, for coffee. She thinks it’s gay, but you gotta do what you gotta do. When they finally see each other again, they’re awkward and nervous and unsure in what to do, and that spirals into an awkward hug, that doesn’t feel like “them”. They never hugged (besides when they were drunk or high off of their tits) and it just doesn’t feel right because it wasn’t their thing and wasn’t about to become it either.

Sometimes I go to sleep

And I'm still 17

You still live down my street

You're not mad at me

Sometimes Jecka falls asleep in her shitty college bed, and if she thinks hard enough it’s like being back home. Home where she was able to walk a few minutes and she’d be at Nicole’s house. She misses this but Nicole isn’t good for her. Jecka had always thought Nicole was made at her for leaving, so when she starts thinking, Nicole isn’t mad. In fact, shes happy - something Jecka didnt normally see, but genuinely loved it.

And in that dream, I will say everything I wanted

That every day after May, I haven't found what I needed

No one has come close to you

And I don't think anyone will

The said thoughts become a constant dream for the next week, and Jecka’s able to spill her guts to Nicole. She’s rambling about anything and everything when she starts talking about how leaving her feels like a piece of her was missing, and she hasn’t found something to permanently fill it, because nothing will ever come close to Nicole. She was like a rare, one of a kind artifiact you could never replace.

Sometimes I go to sleep

And I'm still 17

You still live down my street

You're not mad at me

Nicole still lives at her mom’s house, paying rent but unemployed. Most nights she lays in bed, mind wandering but it always comes back to jecka. She falls asleep and shes once again in her prime era - being seventeen - and everything back to normal. Jecka is still a ten minute walk away (it would be five but Nicole cant be asked to walk faster). Ever since jecka left, Nicole blamed herself, for no particular reason. She just felt like it was fitting - everything was her fault anyway, this wasn’t anything special. Except it hurt worse when jecka stopped texting and calling. “Shes mad at me” was a constant thought, but now, in her stupid yet comforting make believe land, Jecka isn’t angry at her, and they’re smoking cigarettes in her bedroom again.

I have a feeling you got everything you wanted

And you're not wasting time stuck here like me

You're just thinkin' it's a small thing that happened

The world ended when it happened to me

Jecka always wanted to go to college, and do something with her life. She was getting everything she wanted - a well paying job, a rich husband, a new life with no toxicity or abuse or drugs. Nothing to ruin the perfect image she was slowly building brick by brick, chapter by chapter, line by line. She wasn’t wasting time like Nicole, who was still taking every pill in the medicine cabinet. Like Nicole, who was staying in bed until 6pm the next day, wasting away. Like Nicole, who couldnt move out of her mom’s house because she had learned to be depends on her. Jecka would say it was a small thing, her moving away “I’ll still call you, dumbass,” but being left alone with her thoughts, the only one left who hadn’t gotten their life together yet might if actually ended Nicole’s world.

I have a feeling you got everything you wanted

And you're not wasting time stuck here like me

You're just thinkin' it's a small thing that happened

The world ended when it happened to me

Jecka thinks back about Nicole, and that girl has what she wanted - no job, no school, drugs and alcohol and a bed. She had razor blades, and shit - maybe she would kill herself before she was 30. It didn’t seem much, and probably stupid to other people, but they didn’t know Nicole like Jecka did. College had been a slow, slow walk so far - Jecka felt like she had learned nothing, since she learned all this back in high school. It felt like she was wasting away at her desk, slaving over her laptop and a bit of A4 paper. Nicole always seemed uncaring or unaffected when jecka mentioned college. It was a small thing, supposedly. It didn’t matter, because they were only high school friends anyway - this was destined to happen. However Nicole didnt know how Jecka would lay there and sob, because she was fucking her life over. She didn’t want a career in the medical field. She didn’t want a rich husband. She didn’t want a new life; she wanted something small, but payed her rent - or something big like an actor, so she could get the attention she craved. She didn’t want a rich husband - shit, she didn’t even like guys! She wanted a wife. Or girlfriend or whatever you called it. She didn’t want a new life - she wanted the messy, toxic one she had before with Nicole. Her world collapsed inwards when she started her car, her own glassy eyes catching Nicole’s dead ones in the rear view mirror.

When it happened to me, when it happened to me

They both have no idea how much it’s affected the other, being apart and not talking. It’s like a telepathic sort of thing, or voodoo or whatever. It physically hurt them both.

I have a feeling you got everything you wanted.

Jecka got to go to college, and start over

And you're not wasting time stuck here like me

Nicole is wasting away in bed, doing drugs and getting drunk by midday

You're just thinkin' it's a small thing that happened

They both said it wasn’t a big deal

The world ended when it happened to me

Yet they feel empty and unfixable without each other. They had one fragment of themselves missing, and nothing was the right size to fix it, like a jigsaw puzzle. So until something happens, they’ll remain memories just out of reach.

Idk what this means but I could make a sick edit of them if it was a show 💔💔 @st4rlight-kayz @spaceboyden @silverwasafukintrainwreck @polomarco2

Sigh

Pullin' your face close, wanting the inmost

Show me I'm not afraid of you now

I'm not afraid of you now

Nicole getting up close to Emily. Their lips almost touching yet neither of them actually move to close the gap. Emily was the only one who was more fucked up than Nicole. Sometimes, Nicole was actually intimidated by Emily. However she was just a kid too. She was fucked up, demonstrated by the various scars decorating her stained skin. Nicole wondered -ironically because the same thing was happening to her- how anyone could actually hurt a kid. I mean, dont get her wrong, Nicole disliked them as much as the next person, but she wouldn’t go out of her way to hurt them. They didn’t actually do anything. One night, emily opened up to Nicole, randomly and out of the blue, but Nicole couldnt stop her before the tears started welling. Telling her about how as much as she loved the fact everyone was somewhat scared of her - the control she had was euphoric - it hurt her so much. People were scared to come close to her; the disgust when they saw her arms was enough to sting a bit, but fear was something worse, so deeply worse. She didn’t want people to be scared of her. These were people she knew. Fair enough of it was someone like Jeffery or Kylar, because Emily would prefer them to back off, but when it’s someone like Ari, or her own mom, that’s when it starts to burn. Nicole wasn’t afraid. She was intimidated yes, but not afraid. She, as not straight as it was, wanted Emily to fucking know she wasn’t afraid because fuckkkkkkk, she had something for mentally unstable girls.

Villain and violent, infant and innocent

Both of them had been hand crafted and molded like clay into what they are now. Unsocial, scary, empty, suicidal, violent and miserable. Unapproachable. If you thought deep enough, not that anyone did, you’d realise that they were really only kids. Not that it excused anything, but they were damaged kids. When they’re shown pictures of them when they were kids “where’s my happy girl gone?” with their carefree smiles, dirt smeared in their cheeks having the time of their lives doing what little kids do. What did they do to deserve what was handed to them?

Baby, both arms cradle you now

In the hospital, after their first breath, and their small lungs working overtime to let the doctors know they were there, curled up tightly against their mom’s chest. Resting in their arms, being held like they were made of glass. They were fragile objects to be protected by their creators. A shell to protect them from the hurtful things that dragged along the surface of the Earth…except that never happened. They were held like if they were to become flawed, court dates would start pouring through the letter box. They weren’t seen as something to be protected out of the kindness of their parents hearts. They were seen as something to be protected so they wouldn’t be seen as bad people. Embraces were never loving. They were empty and meaningless and hurt more than any slap.

Both arms cradle you now

Now, they held eachover. The heave of the blondes chest against the brunettes back, the raised flesh from the endless nights of tears brushing against eachover. It was jagged, and painful and they didn’t fit together as well as they needed to, but they were making it work, even if they needed some tape to secure it

My emicole hearttdgssucgweiuhc @st4rlight-kayz