Jecka X Nicole - Blog Posts

Lesbians are so cool, I wish they were real 💋💋

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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

CHAT GIVE ME FANFIC IDEAS I WANNNA OARTICIPATE INJECKOLE WEEK 💔💔💔💔

TW// graphic? SH and su1cide </3

OKAY SO BASICALLY 💔 (the fucking FlipaClip watermark is sending me)

I FEEL SO CREATIVE FOR THIS BUT IK SOME BITS OOOK CLEAN AND THEN OTHER MESSSY BUT THE MESSY LINES R SUPPOSED TO REPRESENT THE INCONSISTENCY AND UNSTABILITY OF NICOLE AND JECKA’S FRIENDSHIIP & JECKA’S LIFE 😓

And I was gonna colour it and make Nicole turn more grey towards the end (representing DEPRESSION) but I was lwk too lazy to do that <3

Anyway also the end bit is making me laugh cus it’s all shaky and then it just stops shaking when it’s showing the song and that 😭😭

@spaceboyden @scenescarz @silverwasafukintrainwreck @rookienoobyk @kwamiwayzz @st4rlight-kayz @polomarco2 @honeynutkorios :3

hiiiii hello hii Jecka is the prettiest girl at the party so can u drop all ur headcanons for her? I wanna hear ur thoughts 🔥🔥🔥🔥

Hehe I love you

Also im giving u this (Jeckole sims mobile cus my dad won’t let me use his pc or laptop 💔)

Anyway I got distracted

She has a little brother, his name is smth generic like jack, Jake, Finley (I like this one so ima stick w this) or whatever. Hes 8 in the re-up, and hes literally such a cutie. Jecka is putting all of her free energy into being somewhat of a good big sister. She’ll play with him, watch tv with him, read with him, let him “help w homework” (when he was little, like 4) and like, protect him when their parents got violent, aggressive, started arguing or shouting etc.

She really loves her mum, like, a lot and she hates it sometimes. Since her mum puts all her time and effort into looking good, heroin, alcohol, cigs etc, Jecka (from a young age) picked up these habits (like smoking and drinking and looking good all the time) and cant get rid of them. But when her mum is sober, or trying to be, she is actually an alright mum, like jecka can tell her about school, about some drama she leaves stuff out of, they paint nails, or just sit at the table talking, and she genuinly really enjoys it because again, she really loves her mum and hates to hate her.

Hopes her dad kills himself

She drinks monster quite often with Nicole if they can’t get any alcohol (or they mix it w it for a fun kick) and her favourite flavour is pink or watermelon. In my silly British au Ive made up in my head (pls ask abt im dying), she drinks the winter edition, watermelon and any pink version of redbull, because the can is pretty.

She doesn’t really know what she wants to be when she’s older, so she’s picked something like a nurse or surgeon for now. Honestly I never really think about it like that because my favourite version is some random version of the meth eaters au.

Is actually quite artsy. She isn’t like art GCSE artsy, but she can draw more than a stick figure. She likes drawing herself a lot, because she thinks shes gorgeous (we love a self confident queen)

Anyway so some more angst ones (idk how deep these will be so tw??)

She’s always being catcalled, even from a young age and sometimes she fucking hates it, it makes her feel disgusting and gross, except when she’s thinking late at night and she’s laying on her side sobbing her eyes out because she feels so ugly and she fucking craves being catcalled because then she knows she’s pretty enough for that :(

Is constantly being sexually harassed, and again like the last one, it makes her want to vomit and make herself look ugly but when she’s crying at night wondering why she can’t be prettier she remembers it and relishes in it. It means shes pretty enough for that. It means shes a skinny, pretty, stunning bitch.

She does struggle a bit with eating and how she looks, mainly because bitches like Jeffery will see the slightest stomach roll that everyone gets from sitting down, and be like “ewwww wtf is that’ and start crashing out. Things like that make her feel so self conscious

Shaves all over everywhere incase one day she gets r4ped and she won’t look ugly.

Originally, her parents weren’t gonna get her braces, until she begged on her knees, crying, shaking etc for them because she felt so insecure about her teeth (they were a little bit wonky)

Her mum installed some really, really damaging mindset into her, so now she had this toxic routine to keep herself “pretty”

Her upper thighs are different colours to her from scars

She was never allowed friends over for sleepovers during middle school and elementary school because neither of her parents could stay sober past 6pm. They would have screaming matches (including breaking stuff) at last mindnihgt.

Her fake tan is kinda blotchy and you can smell it from a mile away

Her birthday is April 8th (same day as my irl bby ❤️)

She does frequently self harm on her thighs, and a few times on her wrist, but it’s mainly from pulling hair, over exciersiing etc)

Her red tube addiction is actually seriously bad. It’s mainly from sexual trauma she’s gotten from family members in the past.

Snes so bby Icl . There’s def more Ive forgot about somewhere.

Edit 1: Forogot to add shes a quarter Swedish, a quarter Dutch and the rest American cus no one talks about it enough

The Mir ski lyric is her, and the cats r her and Nicole

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 🥸

Jecka except when she’s with Nicole she cant help but think about how much her life would be better without her

Nicole except when she thinks about jecka having her life together better than her she wants to kill herself just a little bit more