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MEGAN THEE STALLION for MEGAN — Act Two

class of 09: flip side spoilers:

ok so here are my thoughts on it because what the fuck just happened.

i just finished the game and i want my money back. idk if all the writers were on a serious acid trip but this game isn’t like the first two at all. the first two games are super self aware and hilarious, but this one is 100% poorly disguised fetish content. like i unironically feel like jeffery would play this game.

there are five endings. two of them have to do with a foot fetish, jecka’s suicide ending has her randomly naked, and another has her sold into sex slavery??

jecka’s dad is suddenly super terrible btw, which he wasn’t in any of the other games. i wasn’t rooting for him in the first place but like he’s worse than nicole’s mom by a million points.

the writing was just bad and unfunny too. i liked the idea of jecka going to therapy and i think her panic attacks could’ve been actually meaningful, but the rest of the games + plus the endings totally kill any chance of the game having the same depth as the others.

like in nicole’s games, what made her endings so powerful was that the entire game was supposed to be funny and apathetic, so when she gives her ending monologue, they’re actually thought-provoking and lowkey almost philosophical.

all in all i’m super disappointed because i LOVE jecka and i was so excited for a game from her POV, but now that it’s out it’s just so ehhh.

Literally so mad rn

every ending sucked, it felt like all of them were just for shock value

the creator must loooooove jecka cause there were way too many shots of her nearly naked???

the entirety of the jeffrey part of the game made me want to die

you barely got any choices even though there were multiple moments where it felt like there could've been a few

also no karen??? like at all??? she appears for a split second in a couple routes at school, but you'd think that there would be at least a route that showed off Jecka's cruelty to her right??

like the two of them were best friends for years, there's gotta be some beef there

it pains me to see sweet girls being mistreated in the slightest by guys.

girls are so nice, and boys are so rude. whyyyyyyyyyyyyy

What if u got teleported to the Jjk world what would u do?🤔

YOO-HOO!! NANAMIII!!!!! WYA BAE!

vodka moodboard bc I love vodka

jecka and nicole with her phones

WHAT DID I FYCKUNG SAY LETS GOOOOOOOO

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THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR REPOSTING MY FIC! I'm new and you were the first few notes, tysm you have no clue how happy that made me!!

Ofc ml! It's rare to see any new co09 content so yk I gotta share 😌 plz keep writing, it's sooooo good

WE NEED MORE CLASS OF 09 CONTENT

change.

"𝙨𝙡𝙚𝙚𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙡𝙮 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙘𝙡𝙪𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙛𝙞𝙨𝙩"

packing was bullshit, and if you say you like doing it, you're lying to yourself

he exhaustion sets in fast when you're constantly using all your strength to break down large items like shelves or a lamp just to fit them in a suitcase. And don't even get me started on how tired your arms get after folding clothes for hours, only to realize they won't all fit. Now you're stuck rearranging everything to make more room.

You glance down at the suitcase after cramming everything in, disorganized and messy. One way or another, you were determined to make it all fit. With an irritated sigh, you lift your head to scan the room, only to realize, with a sinking feeling, that you're nowhere near finished—despite having been at it for at least three hours.

.. okay well maybe it's been 30 minutes, but you get the point

You break down in frustration, briefly contemplating if a bullet might be your next piercing. But after taking a deep breath, you decide to flop face down on your bare mattress. You needed a break; you felt like you were losing your mind.

After a stretch of silence, you turn your head and pull out your phone to check the time. It's barely noon, meaning you still have hours before you need to finish packing.

with a small smile, you decide to take a much well-earned nap...

..

Do all airports fucking smell awful, or is that just a Texas thing? Probably the latter. But whatever—at least you managed to get some sleep. After a day of packing, you were drained, so as soon as you sat down, you grabbed your blanket and dozed off in the hard, plastic airport chair.

You likely would have slept longer if not for the hand shaking you awake so roughly. When you open your eyes, your gaze drops to the hand, and you instantly recognize the chipped black nail polish and those pale fingers.

"Come to the bathroom with me real quick; I'm not going alone," she said. Given the dreadful male-to-female ratio here, it made sense. There were fewer than seven girls and at least fifty men. Maybe that explains the awful smell...

"Nicole..." you whine, it would be as soon as you get the chance to sleep, you're forced to get up.

"Come on, you can sleep after, I need to pee." She says as she yanks you up out the chair, making you nearly fall. 

With a grumble, you straighten up and adjust the pink, fluffy blanket you've wrapped around yourself. If you're being dragged up, you're at least going to be warm.

Nicole quickly started practically dragging you through the airport while you were still trying to wake up. Honestly, if she hadn't been pulling you along, you would likely have been bumping into everything, as your eyes felt heavy and your vision was a bit blurred.

After a few seconds, you both finally reach the bathroom. You decide to wait outside the stall where Nicole has gone in, unsure of what else to do. While you wait, you pull out your phone to check the time.

2:09 am...

You decide to stay awake since Nicole is up and likely has plans, meaning she probably won't let you sleep. It's okay, though—your flight is in two hours, and you can catch up on sleep then. You start stretching to help wake yourself up, as the uncomfortable chairs have left your back feeling sore.

Once you were done, you broke the silence by asking, "Are you ready for Virginia?" while letting out a yawn.

"I don't really have a choice but to be," she replies, her tone tinged with annoyance about the move, and understandably so.

Nicole was always on the move, but she had hoped to settle in Texas for a while. Recently, however, she, her mom, and her brother were forced to relocate because her brother had downloaded illegal content.

You recall how desperate she sounded, almost begging you to come with her—she'd never sounded that vulnerable in the two years you've known her. Although she wouldn't admit it, she's grown very fond of you, and she'd be devastated if she had to leave her only genuine friend behind because of her brother's mistake.

You two met during your freshman year of high school and became inseparable within a month. Your many similarities helped forge a close bond between you. Nicole appreciated you because you weren't boring and were always there for her. Whether she was sneaking off to get high or pulling other stunts, you'd cover for her and tell her mom she was with you. She'll always be grateful for that.

Before this move, Nicole wasn't a "bad" person; she was just trying to figure things out. She had a lot of friends and was considered one of the "popular girls," just like you. You balanced each other out—she was black and you were pink, with your lightness contrasting her darkness. You truly bonded when you opened up to her and shared your deepest feelings.

You were both at her house, high out of your minds. With her mom away for a few days, it was just the two of you and her brother at home. You sat on the floor with your head resting in her lap, and she absentmindedly ran her fingers through your hair. As the conversation shifted from gossip about the pregnant girl in your shared chemistry class, it eventually veered into your own deep-seated mental struggles.

When weed hits your system, you tend to get chatty, and Nicole seemed like the perfect person to unload on. So, you shared every traumatic experience from your life with her—your past suicide attempts, your ex-boyfriend cheating on you with your friends, your struggles with drug abuse, your father's poor behavior, and much more.

Nicole listened intently to every word that night. She liked you—thought you were pretty, funny, and a perfect match for her. What's not to like? Although she'd had her own struggles, she found your situation a bit more intense than hers, and she appreciated that. It wasn't that she enjoyed seeing you in pain; she hated that. Instead, she valued knowing that someone truly understood her. You weren't just someone saying, "I get your pain"—you were as messed up as she was.

Over time, your mom had given Nicole a key to your house, and she practically lived there. You two were inseparable. If she skipped class, you were right there with her. If you wanted to go out to eat, she suddenly became hungry too. And if she needed to use the bathroom, you were there waiting for her, which is how you ended up in your current situation.

Eventually, the toilet flushed with a final whoosh, and the door swung open. As Nicole washed up, you occupied yourself by scrolling through your messages, your thumb moving swiftly over the screen as you replied to old texts from friends. Nicole brushed past you, heading for the towels, her footsteps light on the bathroom tiles. You slipped your phone into your pocket and settled back, waiting for her to finish.

"you wanna get something to eat?"

Fav game 😍

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Ts killed me 🙁

it feels like I lost something special

MY WIFE DID YOU SEE HIM

Jujutsu Kaisen Volume 27 "Fanta Gakuen Superman-Sensei" Movie

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I'll be honest like i get it

that long ass dick didn’t have any lube on it so it felt like he was rubbing his wood in my hole and starting a bonfire all I could do was bury my face into the pillow and scream until he finished cumming in my ass—

IM SO READY FOR THIS GAME OMFAGSUJSHDBD8 IF C

Jecka moodboard in commemoration of her game being announced!! ～⁠(⁠つ⁠ˆˆ⁠)⁠つ⁠｡⁠☆

I’m having such bad headaches lately. 🙁

But here’s a mood-board 💕

AYUDA PARA VENEZUELA. Por favor, difundir :(

teenage boys on snapchat are so fucking disgusting.

How is the Palestine thing my problem.. and the boycott like I'll buy whatever I want. "What if that was your family?" But it's not.. so..

lmfao this has to be rage bait how is this Not your problem? aren't u human? do you lack human empathy and sympathy altogether? do you realise how privileged you are to be able to say this?

i don't need people like u on my blog, block me or come off anon so i can block u for good.

Me

you do not have to feel bad that trump got shot at. it is not a crime to feel that way. everyone you see on tik tok saying “thats still a family and ect..” he is still a terrible person, remember? dont we wish the death penalty on rapists? child abusers? racists? oh, okay.

i do not care that he got shot at. genya and toji wouldnt have missed.

WE'RE SO BACK JECKA NATION!! JECKA CENTERED GAME!! AND SHE LOOKS SO CUTE