I've been waiting for someone to start this thread for a while now. I wish I had contribution.. ._.

Nny/Edgar is the best.

Me too... I was too afraid to. Nothing like Vasquez work to get people to jump down your throat. I don't have much. It seems that there simply isn't much and oddly most of it is fluff, if perhaps slightly gory fluff.

/approves of this 100%.

And yeah, a lot of JTHM slash is fluff/tame. I'm hoping /coq/ will change that. 8)

The fluff is adorable but I do wish there were more toward the porn end of things. Damn angsty source material!

i thinkVasquez just shot someone.

I.. actually cannot believe this exists. I am not usually one to underestimate the internet but it always seems to have surprises for me just the same. well done, internet.

anyway, if Jhonen has ever gone looking at some of his fansites, I think the excessive amounts of Zim/Dib out there would probably drive him to homicide faster than this.

I do believe a certain artist named Zarla has an entire web shrine dedicated to this.

http://www.ashido.com/igtky/

Vargas, which can be found there, is one of the best fics the JTHM fandom has to offer, imo. And looking through her INSANE AMOUNT of fanart is a little too fun.

>>11881
I would also like to note that my very favorite fics of Zarla's are Violation and Convalescence. Seriously amazing shit, though I can't remember if there's actually any explicit slash in either of those? It's been a while since I've read through either of them.

>>11881

I'm enjoying the fic but jesus christ some of that art makes them look like fraggles. and, like, fraggles are cute and all? I love me some fraggles. but not so much with my JtHM.

fic is epic, though. z? indeed.

Holly fuck, my old stomping grounds! I am so nostalgic right now.

To get to the secret level, where Zarla hides all her Vargas porn, go to http://www.drdowasure.com/temp/ .

Necessary backstory: Johnny did not kill Edgar but instead kept him around as a fucked up pet/bff, and Edgar went crazy and developed a split personality named Scriabin, who is even more abusive than Johnny and also probably gay for Edgar.

http://www.drdowasure.com/temp/vporn.html
http://www.drdowasure.com/temp/vporn2.html
http://www.drdowasure.com/temp/vporn3.html
http://www.drdowasure.com/temp/vporn5.html

Oh god, it is all 2005 back in here. I am still in love with this stuff.

As another note, I should probably give a shout-out to Lady Yate-Xel's SWAN, which does not have anything explicit but is a nice fucked-up Johnny/Edgar AU.

Website here:
http://www.ladyyatexel.com/swanmain.html

FFN here:
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4226055/1/Song_Without_A_Name

http://groups.yahoo.com/group/CherryDoom/

Honestly can't remember how much is porn-y, let alone good, but here is the Yahoo Group where a lot of this was spawned and posted originally. Vargas and SWAN both have early chapters there, and there's a few stray things there that can't be found on FFN or elsewhere.

Again, quality not assured, but if you're desperate...

Culled from my DA favorites

http://boum.deviantart.com/art/Devi-I-Feel-Sick-6459804
http://ladyyatexel.deviantart.com/art/Trekkin-Homicidial-Orgy-84759797
http://neofox.deviantart.com/art/Casually-we-converse-JTHM-57606088
http://neofox.deviantart.com/art/My-blood-or-yours-JTHM-54456013
http://neuntoeter.deviantart.com/art/JTHM-ERROR-75281077
http://sandersk.deviantart.com/art/WARNING-a-homicidal-maniac-38893886
http://ladyyatexel.deviantart.com/art/Pajamacidal-Orgy-75856781
http://tentaclees.deviantart.com/art/jthm-my-very-best-73800642
http://perjuchan.deviantart.com/art/JTHM-Closest-Thing-To-God-50662561
http://smilefortyeight.deviantart.com/art/EtHM-backup-entry-87049908

Following in footsteps before me:

http://desensitized.deviantart.com/art/Everything-Can-Be-Slashed-975784 = this one is rumored to be the first one.
http://arissadoll.deviantart.com/art/jthm-reversed-50965324
http://ladyyatexel.deviantart.com/art/pay-then-i-sleep-by-your-side-73401622
http://mith-maulin.deviantart.com/art/what-a-good-boy-16151736
http://uupaaaaiiit.deviantart.com/art/NnyXEdgar-24646259
http://rubugg.deviantart.com/art/Yttido-78966179 - Nny/Dib, Edgar/Zim, because internet.

You guys are making me all nostalgic, here. :'D

Note: There are totally some awesome pieces of art that I just know I'm forgetting.

SWAN-related art:
Edgar/Nny
by LYX:
http://ladyyatexel.deviantart.com/art/even-a-burning-sofa-77423922
http://ladyyatexel.deviantart.com/art/SWAN-16-maybe-63285488
http://ladyyatexel.deviantart.com/art/MyMusics-LetMeShowYouThem-69517116
http://ladyyatexel.deviantart.com/art/licked-your-ear-75361889
http://ladyyatexel.deviantart.com/art/it-looks-nicer-on-me-75078673
http://ladyyatexel.deviantart.com/art/that-other-nny-edgar-picture-73626381
http://ladyyatexel.deviantart.com/art/spontaneousclosenessdoodles-80289484

by Crow-Sensei:
http://crow-sensei.deviantart.com/art/Swan-Twentilog-78712893
http://crow-sensei.deviantart.com/art/frost-29223386
http://crow-sensei.deviantart.com/art/Not-Helping-29311807
http://www.lolhelensucks.com/images/igtky/crow-sensei/Ijustkilledyou.jpg
http://www.lolhelensucks.com/images/igtky/crow-sensei/swanluvvin.JPG
http://crow-sensei.deviantart.com/art/Rhapsody-In-Blue-73296741

by mith-maulin:
http://mith-maulin.deviantart.com/art/SWAN-beanbag-chair-18797370

...

Vargas-related art:
Edgar/Nny
by mith-maulin:
http://mith-maulin.deviantart.com/art/vargas-the-break-in-the-bend-15412944 (sort of roundaboutly Nny/Edgar, by way of Scri/Edgar)

by crow-sensei:
http://crow-sensei.deviantart.com/art/Vargas-Chapter-16-16971532
http://www.lolhelensucks.com/images/igtky/crow-sensei/NnyEdgarloveyou.JPG
http://crow-sensei.deviantart.com/art/Tea-Party-19050075
http://www.lolhelensucks.com/images/igtky/crow-sensei/ATTENTIONZARLA.jpg
http://crow-sensei.deviantart.com/art/Trauma-17485382
http://crow-sensei.deviantart.com/art/What-if-we-were-normal-17416270

Misc. Art:
Edgar/Nny
http://mith-maulin.deviantart.com/art/last-night-15961846
http://mith-maulin.deviantart.com/art/closer-than-we-ever-should-be-15010050
http://mith-maulin.deviantart.com/art/and-the-music-swells-15681060
http://ladyyatexel.deviantart.com/art/I-Want-It-15165661
http://ladyyatexel.deviantart.com/art/set-me-free-22566561
http://ladyyatexel.deviantart.com/art/edgarnny-scribbly-104989760

Edgar/Johnny/Jimmy
http://ladyyatexel.deviantart.com/art/man-it-s-so-loud-in-here-128462900

Edgar/Jimmy
http://crow-sensei.deviantart.com/art/Takes-Two-To-Tango-20660770
http://ladyyatexel.deviantart.com/art/hands-128693871
http://ladyyatexel.deviantart.com/art/stop-it-128666038
http://crow-sensei.deviantart.com/art/Slash-on-Crack-17853162

Squee/Pepito
http://crow-sensei.deviantart.com/art/Sell-your-soul-for-a-cookie-19163726
http://crow-sensei.deviantart.com/art/Sin-17333481
http://enolianslave.deviantart.com/art/todd-pepito-21274231
http://crow-sensei.deviantart.com/art/Toasty-Collaboration-21269597
http://ladyyatexel.deviantart.com/art/A-Little-Switching-24083085
http://crow-sensei.deviantart.com/art/Plumbing-Problems-30325697
http://crow-sensei.deviantart.com/art/Game-Over-35205383
http://crow-sensei.deviantart.com/art/The-Great-Kitten-Race-75701017
http://ladyyatexel.deviantart.com/art/Video-Kid-9K-18896004

>>11846

Ah, a traditional favorite.

apparently I am still capable of obsessing over shit I loved in high school. aw, nostalgia.

re: Vargas, I'm wondering if my dislike of Scriabin would be an unpopular opinion or not. obviously he's not meant to be likable but it's more that all the chapters of he and Edgar talking just make me go scroll scroll scroll. (I don't object to reading lengthy shit, just.. ugh, I don't find him interesting in the slightest.)

of course on the internets you are never the only one, but what do you think, /coq/?

He has annoyed me for a looong time. Story is like the Scriabin show but guest starring those other guys by now. still haven't read all those chapters near the end where they're kids with yarn and grandmother or whatever. The grandmother gets talked about like she raped their dog, and Scri falls in a well or something, but this doesn't actually resolve anything.

Wonder how long it would be if we got rid of all the times where they argue and nothing comes of it.

>>11948

Yeah, I thought Scriabin was an awesome sympathetic character until I was like, sixteen. And realized the story wasn't going anywhere. On the other hand, Vargas introduced me to the wonderful world of bribing people with porn.

ALSO HEY here is an Edgar I did, courtesy of 2005. Enjoy.

Yeah, that's one of my main problems with Scriabin. He just doesn't add anything to the story. And the fact that he doesn't actually do anything plus the fact that the story is pretty much now "The Scri Show" just makes me resentful.

I mean, not to begrudge anyone their right to put whatever they want into the story, but...I'm reading for Nny and Edgar. Not some random jerk OC.

I am in agreement with much of what has been said about scri. i haven't really read the last few chapters of vargas because he annoys me so much toward the end. but i must say some of the side fic of him are awesome.

I've always been a Pepito x Squee anon myself... I have shitty arts I did of them. (older them...)

I don't mind Scri, but honestly, the story is over 20 "chapters", and the word count is massive. I don't want to sound porn-obsessed, but really, when are Johnny and Edgar going to have sex? Or at least sexually interact? A handjob? Something outside of WORDS WORDS WORDS?

I think most people feel the same way about Scri. He's a good character but there's just too much of him for a Johnny/Edgar story. It makes sense for Edgar to have someone to talk to about Nny, but there are whole chapters in Vargas with no direction because they're just Edgar and Scri arguing and making up over and over. Chapter 19 is like that, which is the chapter I stopped at back when it first came out. This thread has inspired me to pick it up again so right now I'm wading through it and hating Scri AND Edgar for being so long-winded and angst-y. I may be a little bias because I tend to avoid any fics with any sort of OC but I get awfully sick of him bashing Edgar. The story might not have been quite as good without him, but it certainly could use less of him, especially seeing how long it is.

>>11965

They keep getting CLOSE, but at this point? I think Zarla's just written herself into a wall of not knowing what the fuck she's doing. She used to update this thing and go 'WHEE, I don't even know what will happen in the next one!' This was endearing when I was 18, but I feel like if you're writing one big long story it should stop being authorial masturbation somewhere after the 4 year mark.

People write Scri/Edgar fics who are not Zarla. I think she was more wrapped up in that for a while and then suddenly realized that her Edgar, who started out fairly confident, had turned into a shitty protagonist and her story was doing nothing for 2 years. These last two chapters have moved further than the last 6 or 7. Johnny is actually in them.

Or she could decide that we have to hear every conversation Edgar and Scri have in the month she says Johnny is gone.

God, I have been rage-y about this for so long.

I will try to find some delicious image to counteract my rage, it will just have to be separate from my post.

>>11965

Even the author thinks it's too long. That's why there's that whole stash of porn continuities.

>>11965

Yeah, considering this is supposed to be Nny/Edgar slash, I think the only slash in the series thus far has been Edgar/Scri (...maybe? Was that ever confirmed? Who knows...) this is a problem.

Requesting good fic of this that does not involve Scriabin and is not set in 'Vargas'.

>>11919 I can only hear that in Christine's voice... [shudders]

>>11980 As far as "good" fanfiction goes... it's hard to find JTHM porn in general. Most writers are die-hard fans who prefer to keep Nny asexual for the most part. And in that respect, it's hard to write porn and keep it in character.
Otherwise I suggest SWAN. I prefer it to Vargas any day.

This thread = utter nostalgia

>>11973

Something else that is infuriating is the 'in a nutshell' recap drawings that get done of these, where she specifically says that she knows parts are boring, pointless, too long and generally annoying her audience. Why the fuck put them in, then?

Nutshell Part 8 alone says that the fic is 90% talking about nothing, that scenes aren't needed and that the only interesting scene in that chunk only happened in a side fic. Fuck that.

is Vargas actually still updating? at least that gives some faint hope that it will end one of these days, though I can't imagine Zarla has a clue what that ending will be.

I love this thread a lot, not just for nostalgia but because there's NEW stuff I hadn't even seen before. awesome.

>>12001

Yeah, it had it's bi-yearly update a little while ago.

It is time for smut.

It is always time for smut.

http://community.livejournal.com/jthm_slash/profile

There's an LJ community for this, though nothing much has happened in it. Someone should change this.

>>11991

Holy shit, I drew that when I was in like..10th grade.

>>11948

Clearly not unpopular.

>>12078
I know! hahaha I'm pretty psyched by that tbh.

>>11997
I found the nutshells immensely helpful, actually, since then I could be like "OH I GUESS THE NEXT THREE CHAPTERS AREN'T WORTH READING." and thus saved myself a few hours of frustration.

>>12076
what! how long ago was that? have you drawn more? DRAW MORE. I actually d'awwed aloud when I saw that one.

>>12086

Have to admit it makes me feel like I've finally found out that I belonged to a secret club of annoyed people. Like I've found all the other Time Lords or something. It's sort of beautiful.

Although this is a great nostalgia thread, it lacks porn. Here is my shitty MSPainted attempt to (e)rectify this. And I wanted an excuse to see if I could still draw this faggot from memory.

BTW sorry Edgar/Nny fans that's Mmy's diseased cock there.

I was peer pressured into this.

>>12086

Hell, five or six years ago now? If I can get my scanner to work I could give it a stab. I had no idea this fandom was still alive.

>>12109
...! lyx art y/n? if peer pressure works, please consider this to be more. all the cool kids are drawing homicidal porn.

>>12088
what are you even talking about Gallifrey is fine! we've been right here the whole time, partying and all. man have you missed out.

>>12112
I hope that there is never a time in my life when I'm not willing to dive right back into this junk if given a chance. content will be wanted forever and ever amen.

I'll try to art some myself but uh also have that whole scanner issue and am not much of a drawfag besides. but I'm sure I can fall right back into my old habits of doodling nny endlessly until I produce something with minimal suck. what can I say I just love you fags that much

>>12117

"Fuck, guys! Why didn't you SAY something?"


Because, yeah, it's LYX art, and the Time Lord comment was me too.

>>12143
Please consider this a chance given! Those of us remaining still want people to come have fun with this fucking madness.

>>12144
>11948
was me and now is the time for an addendum: I spent the past few days devouring SWAN thanks to this thread, and omg my love is so burningly epic I cannot even tell you. I stayed up until 6ish this morning finishing it (what do you mean I had work today PFF) and all day my brain kept randomly being like "It's not bad for having no words" and the happy would DEVOUR MY SOUL every time. I am way more comfortable being a foamingly crazy fangirl in an anonymous fashion so I am glad you're here so I can tell you!

uh I will try not to post here again until I have some kind of like actual content to share with you guys. not.. that you'd know it was me... but still.

>>12147

Oh, wow, thank you! I'm so happy you enjoyed it! That was totally worth emerging from anon for.

In other news, here's some thing I doodled in green a while back. I guess it's pretty SWAN-verse given all the wacky jewelry. Sorry?

More art! I DID THIS FOR YOU, COQ.

I could take requests, probably. I really have no idea what to do besides pin-ups.

>>12151
Fapping at the speed of light! This is amazing.

Wow, I leave this thread for a few days and come back to find actual new content? Amazing! I love you guys so much.

>>12151

Wow, that's really good.

Oh my...

>>11997

One thing to note is that Zarla's horrific procrastination puts most of us to shame, and her track record indicates she PROBABLY wrote most of the chapters she updates with over two years ago. She's very likely sick with her own crap and isn't updating often because lately she's finally realized it wasn't going anywhere and is completely rewriting portions.

Which takes even longer when you realize that anything and everything distracts her for long periods of time.

I used to love Vargas, but once I started hating JTHM, the fic lost a lot of meaning for me. Her current writing is decent, though, so if she ever wrote new fic for other things, I'd read the shit out of it.

>>11881

The main page of that says the fic is the justification for the pairing. Isn't that like the fic is the justification for the fic or something? Along with fucking arrogant?

Oh god, these needs more porn.
I used to be super-obsessed with this shit. I might just get off of my decrepit ass and contribute.
Hmmmmmm. :lc

>>12177
WE NEED MORE HUMAN DOUGHBOYS

So we're talking slash, yes? In no particular order, I present links to shit that isn't mine!

http://xamagumox.deviantart.com/art/Attempt-Number-TWO-108331935
http://crow-sensei.deviantart.com/art/Creative-Differences-88323266
http://crow-sensei.deviantart.com/art/but-I-make-it-look-good-87428336
http://socio-nycto.deviantart.com/art/UNICYCLE-OF-FURY-102713419
http://nicthekitsune.deviantart.com/art/SWAN-ISH-97187824

ALSO, fanfiction. None have been mentioned besides Vargas and SWAN/ISH. While both are good in their own drastically different way (hey, we were all hooked on Vargas for a time, don't lie), what about OTHER fics?

http://socio-nycto.deviantart.com/art/Withdrawal-92630421
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4492158/1/A_Fleeting_Wisp_of_Hope
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/1727084/1/A_Guilty_Conscience
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2502345/1/Absolution
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4235148/1/I_Feel_Fine

Hardly the porn some of you seem to be after, but eh.

Man, I forget about Squee/Pepito. I did some stuff in it, I wrote this one thing a while ago. It's got mpreg, sorry, but it mostly focuses on their fucked-up relationship.

And Your Bird Can Sing:
http://roachpatrol.livejournal.com/9025.html

and part 2

http://roachpatrol.livejournal.com/9465.html

Here is one I have always enjoyed. It is not porn-y, but it is collage-y.

>>12273
Dude. That fic. Is so ridiculously awesome. Your Squee is so spot-on, I love it, and. And I can't even give you a general 'this was awesome' because it was ALL AWESOME.

I still love this shit. There's gotta be more somewhere.

Did anybody ever manage to write Nny slashed with Jimmy in a way that did not suck?

got fired today, /coq/. celebrated by getting drunk and finishing this fic. ta da.

this is intended to be SWAN/ISH life 2, but I guess it could be any 'verse in which Edgar lives and inexplicably (suicidally?) becomes friends with Johnny. probably glaringly inaccurate in terms of LYX's canon (pretty sure it's been mentioned that the doughboys weren't as active in life 2, just for example) but this is how it came out. and sorry, guys, but there is no porn. they.. really don't lend themselves well to it. but anyway, content, let's get to it!

---
"He's here again," Nailbunny says suddenly as Nny's in the middle of painting. "He knocked." Of course he did. Edgar always knocks now, ever since he learned what the doorbell's hooked to. And then, since Johnny is downstairs more often than not and can't hear him knocking, he comes in anyway. He still knocks, though. Johnny doesn't feel like analyzing it.

It takes him twenty minutes to finish with the fresh coat. He takes his time. It needs to be done right. He grabs a rag to wipe his hands on his way up the stairs. There's no sense in freaking Edgar out more than necessary; the face that Edgar makes when he's nervous annoys (angers bothers disgusts) Johnny more than the bother of wiping his hands, and he hates being covered in any kind of fluids, his own or otherwise. It's nothing to do with courtesy, simply convenience. He doesn't like being covered in blood, Edgar doesn't like seeing him covered in blood, it just happens to work out for them both. He'd be wiping his hands anyway. Eventually.

In the back of his mind, Mr Eff laughs.

Edgar's watching TV when he gets upstairs. "Hey," he says. The commercial with the talking fish is on. Not a great one. "You didn't miss anything good." Nny sits and Edgar looks over at him with a smile. The smile dips briefly, and his hand reaches out, aiming for the top of Nny's head. Nny ducks back reflexively, staring at Edgar's hand, which freezes mid-reach. Edgar's expression flickers- was that fear? amusement? Johnny can't tell- before settling into something rueful and self-deprecating as he draws his hand back. "Sorry. You've got…" Edgar gestures at his own forehead, and Nny mimics him, something wet and still slightly warm slicking over his forearm.

Would Edgar have wiped it off himself, if Nny hadn't flinched? Nny is disgusted (with the very idea with himself with the blood on him with wanting Edgar to touch him with the thought of being touched with Edgar with the situation with the closeness with the distance with Edgar's refusal to see with his own need to have Edgar see with the blood with Edgar with himself Edgar fear hope hatred the wall himself everything) but distantly, the rest of him focused elsewhere. Edgar had reached for him- Edgar had- what did it mean? Can he see? Does he know? Johnny stares closer at him, trying to find it. Was it in that look, the face Edgar had made before pulling away? Does he understand?

"He never will, you know," Mr Eff sneers at him. "He will never see. And if he ever does, he'll only run. If you think a bit of blood on your hands disgusts him, oh, just give him a hint at what other depravities you'd stoop to. You may as well kill him now, before you lose what little perfection there is to be found in this."

"He'll only disappoint you in the end," D-Boy adds, mournful and mocking. "They always do. He'll be no different. Why linger, why prolong the inevitable? Forget him, Johnny. Forget them all. Nothing in this world is worth your time. Leave it behind."

"They don't like him," Nailbunny says, comparatively quiet, almost whispering. "He makes them worried. He wouldn't run. He came back, didn't he?" He did come back, it's true. It's also true that he didn't exactly have a lot of other available options, but still, he came back, and keeps coming back. That probably means something, though what, Johnny's not sure, and Nailbunny's gone quiet again.

He focuses back on Edgar. He's not sure how long he's been staring, but Edgar's still looking back at him, apparently fine with being stared at. It makes Johnny angry. "Why do you do that? How can you just- why do you just SIT there?" he snaps, detached to hostile in .5 seconds.

Edgar's eyebrows raise. "It's a nice couch." It isn't; it wasn't even when it was new. "I don't mind," he adds, answering what Nny was actually asking. "You looked like you were thinking. It doesn't bother me." At this, he turns away at last, looking at the TV while Nny looks at him in disbelief. Being stared at for an indeterminate amount of time by his best friend the homicidal maniac doesn't bother him. Sometimes Nny really and truly does not understand even the smallest thing about Edgar Vargas. For a moment Nny wants nothing more than to kill him, and even he isn't sure if it would be out of annoyance or contentment. Edgar doesn't mind Nny staring at him. This is stupid. But appealing.

As he's trying to work out whether or not he wants to go for the knife in his boot (or the one under the cushions), Edgar interrupts his thoughts with an "Oh, hey, Nny!" and an abortive move of his arm that might've been an elbow nudge if Edgar had been with anyone else. Johnny looks at the TV, shifting around on the sofa to watch better once he realizes what's on. It's the commercial with the kid foaming at the mouth. Definitely a good one.

Johnny is starting to suspect that Edgar has learned to recognize his "someone is about to die messily" face and begun distracting him accordingly when necessary. He's too busy laughing to care right now, though. He'll deal with it later, if he remembers.


Edgar falls asleep on the sofa at some point. He's never done that before, probably out of whatever lingering self-preservation instincts he has. It's too familiar, too settled, and it makes Johnny itch, and he probably starts getting that face again.

Edgar must've been really exhausted, to fall asleep there like that.

He should check on the wall.

Johnny goes back downstairs, and leaves Edgar sleeping.

The wall does need fixing- how long was he upstairs?- and when he's through, Nny realizes he's hungry. He seems to vaguely recall snacking while watching TV, but that's hardly conclusive. Nailbunny joins him as he's climbing the stairs, floating beside him but not speaking. For once, Johnny feels… almost peaceful, or at least as near to it as he can get. Things are quiet, the wall is painted, there was a string of especially good infomercials on earlier. And he's pretty sure he has Crunchy Parts with Marshmallows, and milk that hasn't gone bad yet. It's a good night.

He can only stand and stare for a moment when he opens the door to the fridge.

There's food… in his refrigerator. More than just a half bag of chips or an unlabeled bottle. He finds himself with a knife in his hand, without any memory of grabbing it from somewhere. Why the fuck is there food in his fridge?

"Glasses boy brought it," Eff answers, though Nny's relatively certain he didn't ask out loud. Not that he needs to. And not that it matters at the moment, because WHAT?

"He WHAT? Edgar brought- this-" It's so unbelievably psychotic, he's almost finding it hard to be angry at all. There's too much utter disbelief in the way. Edgar brought food. For Nny's fridge. What? His grip tightens on the knife. This- Nny isn't sure what this is yet, exactly, but he's certain at least that whatever it is, it's too much.

"Hey," Nailbunny says, and it stops Nny for a moment because he doesn't elaborate. Hey what? Nailbunny isn't answering.

Nny looks at the fridge again for himself, trying to see what Nailbunny saw. Bread, cheese, chips, milk, butter, unlabeled bottle- wait.

Two-liter bottle. Two-liter bottle of Fiz-Wiz. Cherry Fiz-Wiz. Nny hadn't even known they MADE two-liter bottles of Cherry Fiz-Wiz. The knife is gone from his hand as quickly as it appeared; his hands are busy clutching the bottle. On the one hand, clearly that's it for Edgar, but on the other hand, Nny should at least wake him first to find out where the fuck this wonder of carbonated delight came from. Right after he drinks some.


He wanders back to the living room, leaving the empty bottle on the kitchen counter. Edgar is still asleep on the sofa, and Johnny pauses mid-step, tilting his head to look at his potentially comatose bestest best friend. He can't tell if Edgar's breathing or not. It would really ruin things if, after all this, Edgar dies quietly in his sleep without ever even knowing. Nny edges closer, crouching to better peer at Edgar's face. He looks like he's breathing. Maybe Nny should check for a pulse.

His fingers itch to touch nearly as much as his flesh crawls at the very idea. He brings his hand up anyway, just hovering, tracing the air over Edgar's throat. This close, he can hear him breathing, so that answers that.

And this close, Nny finds, he can't resist, baser urges temporarily overriding the disgust of physical contact as he brushes one finger over Edgar's cheek. He jumps back immediately, the skin of his fingertip burning. Edgar shifts and murmurs in his sleep, stretches and opens his eyes. He freezes when he sees Nny- nearly on the other side of the room, now- surprise (and fear? wariness? confusion? something) crossing his face before he realizes and sits up. "Fuck, sorry. It's been a few days. Makes for shitty company- I was going to make grilled cheese and everything. Next time, I guess." He moves as he's talking, pushing himself off the couch and grabbing his bag from beside the TV. He shoots Nny a grin, looking pleased with himself. "You should check the fridge."

Nny doesn't answer- still hasn't moved- but Edgar doesn't seem to mind. "I'll see you later," he says, and leaves. It takes a while after hearing the door close before Nny finally moves, back to the kitchen to get chips and back again to the sofa. He hesitates a moment, then sits. The cushions are still a bit warm; it's less repulsive than he'd expected. He switches on the TV and settles in.

His fingertip still burns.


---
I came thisclose to having Edgar say "Nny" in his sleep there, but I'm pretty sure Johnny really wouldn't have been able to resist killing him at that point. probably with good reason. sorry for the occasional capslock abuse, they'd be italicized if I was posting this anywhere else.

>>12820

Dude! This is awesome!

>>12820

You should know that I spent a good ten minutes flailing around from just being flattered and excited before I could even read this. And then I managed to actually read it and I am even more flattered and excited than I was before.

I think it is fucking brilliant. It is also very accurate to how Life 2 shit went down and maybe I am still too incoherent to properly praise this, but I loved it deeply and JEEZ, the thing with the burning, Iseewhatyoudidthere, yay. I have saved it to my computer and I want to share it with everyone. I would be really happy to archive this on my site, if you'll let me.

Gah, love.

And dammit, if I had not been so distracted by Vampire Edgar madness these last couple days, I'd have had something new drawn for this damn board already. (Though apparently my Voodoo thing made it anyway.) I'll get right on that.

>>12850
thanks!

>>12851
i'm glad you enjoyed it! and that it wasn't soul-crushingly inaccurate. you can absolutely put it wherever you'd like. ...lemme know if you want me to namefag, i'll come up with something.

i'd promised myself I wouldn't post until i had content to contribute so have some brief, combined delayed responses:
>>12273>>12412>>12643
I LOVE THESE.

I love this thread so much. Teenage antichrist ass y/y?

also, this.

>>12865
and this thread loves you! and pepito's ass. and horns. and claws.

>>12851
>Vampire Edgar
lyx you should not tease like that. now that i have investigated thoroughly: THIS IS MY NEW FAVOURITE THING. I love absolutely everything about this concept, holy shit, i will personally bribe you with whatever you deem necessary to do more of this forever and ever.

i think what i love most is that vampire edgar has absolutely no fear of nny, and nny can't do a GODDAMN THING ABOUT IT. aaahahahahahaha HILARITY

>>12866
This is so epic. Pepito/Squee is still my all-time favorite.

>>12871
Vampire Edgar fic in the works, if you or anyone else is interested. Not sure yet how long it's going to be but it's definitely shaping up to be... something. Pic very related.

>>12879
man i am so interested like I cannot even tell you. consider my bribe an open offer to whoever requires bribing, so long as we are supplied with vampire edgar in abundance.

now I'm tempted to make my sim!Edgar a vampire for the lolz.

>>12871

Ha ha, I hadn't meant to tease, my bad. This is certainly the last place I imagined I'd find him. I'm hoping later to turn him into a story written in little chunks with accompanying illustrations, because I'm a loser or something.

I don't know which things you're going to bribe me for, but I take first born children in exchange for writing and any extra children for doodles.

That said, I can offer some of the very un-edited snippets of Vampire Edgar that I had written while I was making this shit up.

http://www.ladyyatexel.com/vampir.html

>>12859
Unless you want to be 'anon' on my website, namefagging would be niiiice.

>>12957
OH SHIT NOW I LOVE THIS EVEN MORE
>"Oh. Well, uh, nice to re-meet you, I guess. I’m, uh, still Edgar."
my snickering is legendary. will work on popping out babies ASAP to bribe with.

and as for namefagging, uh. i'm bad at that. let's go with.. Spook. someone already using that? yes, probably? well hopefully it won't get confusing.

also although the song in no way inspired the story itself, the title did come off a song (in proper SWAN tradition). only relevant lyrics would be "A fine romance with no kisses, a fine romance my friend this is," which could get slapped on top of that sucker if it's going to be archived.

shit guys i talk too much

>>12820

Holy crap! Sorry for the belatedness, but I just read this and I'm thoroughly amazed by its awesomeness.

And now I desperately want to read more. Is there more? Can there be more? (Please say there can be more *fingers crossed*)

>>13016
wow, thanks! there's not more from me, i'm afraid, but i think some others had life 2 stuff over at the SWAN/ISH page: http://www.ladyyatexel.com/swanish.php i might do more if the fic bugs bite, but i'll probably be aiming for life 3 next time, since.. they are far more likely to get naked.

i'm glad you enjoyed it, though! maybe i'll write more and just make it an AU of an AU if i want to sneak in some naked time... but then it might end in bloodshed. decisions decisions.

>>13026

I will be totally on board with whatever you decide to write. And hey, it wouldn't be JtHM without at least a bit of bloodshed.

>>13030
haha, I was going to be like "regular SWANverse lacks bloodshed!" but then i remembered the shoulder scratching incident so. fair enough!

i've got vague ideas for life 2 and life 3 ficlets, as well as a few half-assed doodles. mostly also from SWAN. I WAS REALLY INSPIRED OKAY you guys don't even understand i was up until dawn like 3 days in a row reading the entire thing and then rereading bits and. ...so anyway hopefully i'll have more to contribute soon though i make no promises on quality.

>>13046

Dude, I will trade you Vampire Edgar stuff for this stuff. For serious. Hell, I'd give you all the weird extra-SWAN stuff too.

>>13050
...!!!
well
guess i didn't need sleep tonight, either.

drawfaggotry will probably be next from me, i think all my current fic ideas are of the time-consuming sort. watch this space, kids. i'll be resisting posting again until content can be given.

roach drew this for me, and I colored it all for me and you and great justice!

Also, I am getting on a plane and flying into the woods where electronics dare not go tomorrow morning, oh bribing anon, so I do hope I am either able to steal away to an e-cafe or that this thread does not vanish before I return.

Here is this thing to make up for all that Vampire Edgar or something. (...or to add to it? I have no idea what universe this could be. Or maybe I do and I'm not telling. Either way.) Maybe I'll color it later or something.

i-is there any nny/squee around?

>>13230
yes there is but i couldn't tell you where to find it

I go away for a week and all this amazing stuff pops up. i love this thread and everyone who has contributed.
>>12957 this pic has made me laugh so hard. i feel like there could be an excellent twilight parody with sparkly vampire Edgar and twitchy bella-nny.
Nny: why does everybody in this town seem to love me?
Random townsperson jimmy: I love you, go out with me!
Edgar, skulking behind a corner, "*mutter* must make nny happy, must make nny happy"
Suddenly the sun comes out vampireEdgar *SPARKELS* and everyone is blinded by the gay.
Also on an less related note Lady Yate-xel, I've been reading SWAN and I love it. I've been taking it slow because I don't want it to be over.

>>13058
I still lack any actual writing to share on the Vampire front (or on any others, actually), but I have some stuff I did while in the woods that is closely enough related to bribing that I am posting it anyway.

>>14124
YESSSSS
the homicides boys look awful adorable all covered in blood, actually. but fuck i love every single one of these to a ridiculous degree.

thing what I am writing... got long. so it is still in progress. but now i am home from vacation adventures, and with no obligations, so i'm aiming to be done by tomorrow. I DID NOT FORGET. i'm just, y'know, slow as hell.

saaage for sad lack of content.

needs moar jimmy.

>>14172
aw hell I forgot I posted that. the good news is it is now WAY LONGER than I ever intended it to be and still in progress. the bad news is it's not ready. but I have not abandoned it anyway

>>15221
everything always needs more jimmy, only problem i have is what the hell to do with him? because i am painfully attached to the nny&edgar dynamic. but still fond of jimmy. dilemma.

sage does so little on this board but this post really does not merit a bump

Vargas update

http://www.ashido.com/igtky/vargas27.html

discuss

>>17287

WORDS WORDS WORDS. Someone needs to tell Zarla that if there's anything less interesting than a guy going slowly mad, it is hearing him go mad over the phone.

>>17287


FFFFFffff


LOOK AT THAT. We finally get Johnny's POV and yet we are still treated to the INCESSANT ARGUING OF EDGAR AND SCRIABIN. I am not even surprised.

I like how Squee popped up like a physical manifestation of 'The author needs a really obvious badly executed way to tell you that plot is happening because her three protagonists are doing nothing!'

This may just be me bitching, but there has always been something about JTHM fanart that just ...bothers me.

It really irks me when the artist insist on drawing Nny as a pale, black haired goth, despite Vasquez confirming that he had dark-ish tanned skin and blue hair (And that he was Hispanic or something...). I dunno, perhaps a majority of the artist didn't look into the extra stuff enough.

Or maybe it's just me.

>>17356
Not just you. Just you and me.

>>17356
Not alone!

The super pale skin on some bothers me more than the hair. Hair that's black or dark blue seems fine (when it gets pastel blue not so much). I think you might be right that Jhonen said Johnny was Hispanic - I can't remember if it was anywhere for sure or just implied, but I think I always imagine him that way.

>>17287>>17314>>17336
lol i luv u fgts. gotta agree though. the page was so long when it loaded i was like :D but then i was like D: because ffffffff how can it go that long with nothing happening? it's a big long tease of maybe something happening one of these days but then no not really and i don't like being blueballed goddammit

>>17356
a lot of what i've seen is b&w... or do you mean the OP image? he reminds me of jhonen in that one so it works for me. but otherwise yeah you're not alone. where'd he say johnny has blue hair though? i missed that

>>17389
i think people assume he's hispanic because jhonen is, and because jhonen said something in the director's cut about how neither of them are pale, so johnny's probably naturally tan cos i don't see him as the outdoors type. devi's definitely hispanic though

>>17401

I always figured Johnny for an author expy.

which really makes the porn that much more hilarious

Somewhere, at this very moment, Jhonen is sobbing and he has no idea why.

>>17447

Oh, he knows why.

>>17401

Jesus Christ, I thought I was hallucinating when I read that damn thing and thought that nothing happened. All the reviews at the Pit said stuff like "You handled this so well!" And "OMG, THIS IS AMAZING" that I thought I read something totally different. Glad I'm not alone.

too bad reviewing with any of this will do no good at all. asspats for tl;dr is a time-honored tradition and all

>>17356

It mainly just bothers me when he's shown having white skin. Jhonen says in the Director's Cut that his skin is, "sickly yellow, beige or something." To be fair though, his coloring in the comics can be kind of inconsistent. The JtHM covers definitely support the sickly yellow. And in I Feel Sick, he looks like a very pale shade of brown, but then on the back of Squee he looks darker. But then both of those colors are different from from the JtHM covers, so I don't even know anymore!

Onto more topical matters, the Vargas update was nine kinds of BS. I don't even know where to start.

and then there's this one, in which he really does look pretty fucking pale. smooth, Jhonen.

Vargas being long but mindless makes me sadder than sad. what is good in this fandom is REALLY good but I wish there was more. guys! make things!

as for me, i been tryin' to write something vaguely porn-shaped for you homos but it keeps trying to be all, like, plotty, and the porn bits make me cranky, plus there's this whole like LIFE thing which does not go away when i ignore it, what's up with that? but anyway i will try to bring content soon and SO SHOULD YOU yes you yes ALL OF YOU

In the rare event that there was more than one anon interested in Vampire Edgar, here is the first part of the stuff: http://www.ladyyatexel.com/blutundkirsche01.html

>>19028

Also, vampires.

I am shit at doing porn for this fandom. Every time I try I just feel like Jhonen's behind me, watching. And not even in a good way.

>>19113
johnny's ! face
i lol'd

dude
fucking bumped
how did this get all the way back here

>>24300

Lack of content I should say, and not surprising considering the length of the series and the fact that it ended like, forever ago.

That being said, dayummmmmmmm but I'd like Vasquez to continue the comic, but I think he's totally done with it. And he doesn't seem to like animation that much either so there's not much hope of an animated edition of the show.

CRAP you guys I was trying to write you porn but then I hated it so it's been sitting there waiting for me to write it for ages while I had a few very bad months. I will do it though, just you wait. for now have this totally stupid thing which I wrote one time and love too much. it's kiiiind of SWAN/ISH life 2 except for how it's not? I went off on a thing. it happens. anyway it's content, right? right. LET'S GO.
-----

Although Nny is pretty certain he can't be killed, he can definitely bleed, and it seems he can also be concussed. Why the hell had that stupid shovel been where that mime could grab it, anyway? Painting the wall is an arduous and swearing-filled event. Dizziness makes it hard for him to stay standing without propping a hand on the wall occasionally, so by the time he's through he's even bloodier than usual. And probably in need of.. something. Whatever gets used on concussions. Fuck.

The stairs do not look approachable at the moment. "You've got to get upstairs," Nailbunny says, sounding worried. "Todd will know what to do." It takes Nny a moment to remember who the hell Todd is. Squee might have something that could help (an ice bag sounds good right now), but maybe not, and it seems really far away and he's tired, it's been weeks since he slept, and maybe he could just sit for a second...

"No." Nailbunny's voice is urgent enough to jerk him out of his daze for a moment. "Johnny, you have to move. Don't sleep here."

Don't sleep. Right. He hates sleep. He's not sure he likes stairs much right now, either, but he goes for it anyway.

Why the fuck does he have so many stairs?

He drifts towards the sofa once he's at ground level again. No, wait, what was he doing?

Squee's. Right. He has to remember on his own; Nailbunny stopped talking about halfway up the stairs. Good sign, bad sign, no sign? How exactly, he wonders, does one judge brain damage in the already damaged?

Eventually he manages to think straight long enough to actually head next door. The kid's light is on, despite the hour; that's weird. Or it would be if Nny could actually think about things like that at the moment. He hauls himself over the windowsill, feeling annoyingly less agile than usual.

He stops, crouched on the sill, and stares. Maybe he's hallucinating now, too. Why the hell else would he be seeing Edgar and Squee, sitting cross-legged on the floor together and... coloring? And both gaping at him, he realizes.

"Jesus, Nny," Edgar says, staring a little, and oh yeah. Covered in blood. Nny had forgotten.

"It's mostly not mine," he says, though actually now that he says it that's maybe less than comforting for Edgar. Edgar certainly sounds real. But then, well, so do a lot of things in Nny's world. Edgar's stood up, come closer, and Nny is pretty sure he felt the air displacement from his movements, pretty sure he can feel body heat when Edgar leans towards him.

Edgar makes a noise somewhere between distressed and amused, drawing Nny's attention back up to his face. "Think again, bleedy." He reaches towards Nny's hair, and when he touches it fucking hurts. Nny yells, flinching back and almost toppling out the window. Edgar's fingers are covered in blood. Oh, right. Head wounds. Bleed lots.

"'m fine." This is, possibly, made less convincing by the fact that he attempts to climb off the sill and wobbles in the process. Fucking hell. "I just need a..." Wait, what did he need? He was coming over here for something. Bactine? He scowls, but doesn't swear, because Squee's still sitting on the floor and staring at him and he's not going to swear in front of a kid. "Hi, Squeegee."

Squee squeaks in response- standard- and clutches his bear. "Um. Hi. Um. Did you.. need a Band-Aid?"

Oh, yeah, that sounds good. "Sure." He's still a little unsteady as he goes to follow Squee but surely Band-Aids fix everything.

There's a hand on his arm, suddenly; by the time he thinks to flinch, it's already gone, but Edgar's still frowning at him. "Or how about if you stay here and try not to fall down or bleed on anything, and I go get stuff."

Nny would like to argue that he can walk to the bathroom just fine but at the moment the veracity of this statement is... somewhat dubious. Not that this would stop him but, hell, if Edgar wants to fetch, who's Nny to get in his way? "Knock yourself out," he says, and sits back down. Squee scrambles out with Edgar, leaving his teddy bear behind.

"Get out," the bear says, in a voice that hisses and scrapes. "Tainted. Broken. Stay away. Go fling yourself off an overpass. Waste of life. Like his parents. But they're gone. Now you go, too. Out."

"Shut up," Nny says. He is really not in the mood for voices, especially ones that aren't even his.

"You shut up."

Tempting to stab the bear some. He's still got a knife (he's always got a knife) but the bear is all the way over there and Nny isn't in the mood to move. Not that he couldn't if he wanted to. He just doesn't feel like it.

Edgar and Squeegee come back. Nny's head hurts. He hopes they brought Bactine. "Come on," says Edgar, putting his armload of stuff into his bag. "This'll be easier at your place."

Squee tugs at Edgar's sleeve, holding out a skinny book thing and a little box. "These, too." Off Edgar's look, he shuffles his feet. "It makes me feel better when I'm sick." Edgar smiles at him and adds his whatever the hell to the bag, then stands and gestures at Nny.

"Stand up and I'll help you over."

Nny bristles at the thought- he hardly needs help. He got here just fine by himself, didn't he? He stands (still dizzy, more dizzy, fuck) and crosses his arms. And remembers something. "Squee, where're your parents?"

Squee's little face kind of crumples for a second. "Um, they. They said they wanted to go on vacation and forget about me but they didn't mean it they just say things like that sometimes but they did leave, though. I don't know where, they said if I knew I might tell the police where to find them so the police could bring me back to them." Edgar's looking pained, but not surprised; clearly he's heard this story. It would not be good to kill Squee's parents. Kids need parents. Maybe he can just hit them a few times until they learn to be better parents? He's never tried that, though, so he's not sure how well it'd work out. Might make things worse.

"Okay," is all he says, and turns to climb back out the window, Edgar following behind.


He makes it back to his house without any help, though he collapses on the sofa as soon as he's inside. He really hurts. He's not used to that. He's really dizzy, too. And nauseous. And cranky. Not even kill-people cranky.

Edgar sits beside him, poking through his bag and coming up with- thank fuck- Bactine, and a washcloth. He wipes at the side of Nny's head, quiet and a lot more gentle than Nny would've been with himself.

One of the Doughboys- Eff?- says something, but it's distant and fuzzy, like a radio turned to static playing underwater. Nny closes his eyes and ignores it.

"Hey, don't fall asleep," Edgar says. "Let me check your eyes first."

Nny grumbles- he absolutely was not going to sleep, he hates sleep- but opens his eyes to look at Edgar, who studies him intently for a moment and then nods. "You can close them again if you want."

Having his eyes closed helps a little with the nausea and dizziness, so he complies. Edgar finishes cleaning his apparently blood-covered head, and sticks something (feels bigger than a Band-Aid) over the cut. Good ol' tiny Squee and his fully-stocked medicine cabinet. Huh, Squee. "Are you always there?" He has no idea where Edgar goes when he isn't here.

Edgar stays quiet for a moment, then picks up one of his hands to start wiping that with the cloth as well. "No. I saw him out on the lawn when I came by, and asked about his parents- it's the middle of the night, he shouldn't've been out there." That's true, all kinds of weirdos around at night. "I couldn't just leave him alone over there."

Distantly Nny's aware that he should be really revolted by the fact that Edgar is holding his wrist, cleaning his hand, sitting so close. But he can't work up the energy for disgust right now, and Edgar feels warm and familiar. It makes him even sleepier than before but fuck sleep. And fuck mimes. "Fucking mime," he grumbles, mostly to himself. "Pretended to put me in a goddamn invisible box, and then laughed." Mime laughter, silent and with exaggerated mockery. And then hit him in the head with a goddamn shovel. Edgar's moved on to his other hand; he brings the clean one up to touch his bandage. Stupid, stupid mimes.

"Did you hit your head against the invisible glass?" Nny opens one eye to glare at him. That was awful. Edgar looks totally unrepentant; he looks amused. "You're fine. He probably isn't. So I think you win. Here, take these." He shakes two pills out of a bottle onto Nny's now-clean palm, and hands him a water bottle.

Nny looks at the pills with suspicion. He hates pills, all pills. Who the hell knows what they'll do? But these are from Squee, handed to him by Edgar. Nny's not big on trust but if he were to trust anyone, it'd be Squee and Edgar. So he takes the pills.

Edgar settles back into the sofa, getting comfortable and scrounging in the cushions for the remote. He flips through the channels until he comes across an infomercial for the Dicey Choppy Cutter Thingy, perfect for background white noise with minimal attention required since Nny's seen it a hundred times before. And then Edgar goes into his bag again and produces possibly the weirdest thing Nny has ever seen him carry: a coloring book and crayons.

"They're from Todd," he explains, and hands them over. "It'll help you stay awake."

The crayons look inviting. He kind of wants to take them to his walls. It'd probably end up as nothing but Happy Noodle Boy murals, though.

He flips through the coloring book. Puppies and flowers. "Aw," he says at one, and smiles, and dumps the crayons onto the cushions. He moves around to partly lean against Edgar, bringing one leg up to rest the book against as he starts to color.


Eventually, even with the coloring to distract him, the lull of the TV and warmth of Edgar and also mainly the concussion manage to combine to drag him to sleep.


He wakes up groggy, disoriented as ever but, once he remembers where and who he (probably) is, much less dizzy than before. He's ended up kind of sprawled over Edgar; he's still not feeling up to freaking out over that. When he sits up, Edgar stirs, then opens his eyes.

"Oh, hey," he says, and sits up as well. He tips his head to look at Nny's bandages; apparently, they still look okay, since Edgar just nods and stands and wanders off to the kitchen. Nny follows and finds him pulling a squishy blue thing out of the freezer. "Ice pack," he says, and hands it over. "If you need it. I'm gonna go, if you're feeling alright now."

Nny kind of wants him to stay; this is not really unusual, though, since Edgar pretty much always leaves before Nny has a chance to get sick of his presence. He doesn't need anyone taking care of him, anyway. He didn't need taking care of before, either; he's fine on his own.

"Unless you wanted to watch a movie?" Edgar says.

Nny always wants to watch a movie. "Sure," he says. He rests the ice pack against the bandages; it does feel a lot better.

Edgar puts in a tape, and they arrange themselves on the sofa again, a little further apart than they were before. As the FBI warning comes up, Edgar says, "Y'know, you're actually really cute all headwoundy."

"Shut up." Nny is absolutely going to stab him for that. Later. For now, the movie's starting. It'll wait.

>>24300

Oh fuck that is gorgeous. Who did this, and how can we get them to do it again?

Oh so new shit happened on Deviant Art: there's a JTHM slash club here: http://jthm-slash-club.deviantart.com/

And some rad dude named Spook Mouse keeps posting smoking hot Johnny/Edgar here: http://spookmouse.deviantart.com/

And, uh, I did this: http://crow-sensei.deviantart.com/art/The-Sound-of-Drums-147232743

I can offer this? There's actually some shit going down on Cherry Doom and the LJ community soon. I mean as far as lack of content goes. It's possible there will be some shit.

this is also a flavor I enjoy.

>>24495
>Oh fuck that is gorgeous. Who did this, and how can we get them to do it again?

it's by corinth, from y!gal- here have another!

>And some rad dude named Spook Mouse keeps posting smoking hot Johnny/Edgar

aw man don't go lyin' to 'em, they will expect like hotness and content and junk. guys click the other link for the hot, the one that says crow, okay, that's where the hot lives

oh dang look what I just found while checking up on devart

heelllll yeeaaaaahhh

>>17314

this made me lol so fucking hard

another of corinth's. she does the fucking best famine/pollution over in GO fandom.

It is incredibly difficult to find art of this series that is not a copy from the comic pages, let alone some that is slash, and even THEN finding any that's good-looking. Shit is near impossible.

Um. Yay, thread hasn't died yet. Might as well post this and help keeping it alive.

Have some doodles I did while gettting a hang on the boys. I'm still not sure I like how I draw them; makes me feel like I'm plagiarizing LYX's style, but that's how they insist on getting drawn... *guilt*

Anyway. Shutting up nao.

>>25069

MORE OF THIS PLZ.

I don't think it looks much like LYX's stuff at all. A more realistic take on the characters than the source material, sure, but you've developed them in a distinctly original direction. I love the fullbody shots!

Shirtless Johnny, to appease the masses? One of these days I'll get all his clothes off, I swear.

"Are you provoking me?"
"Depends. Is it working?"

I should be sleeping right now. I justify this sappy and OOC little piece via sleep deprivation. IC-ness is a luxury only writefags can afford, okay? That should mean drawfags can go straight to the porn without a worrying about characterization, lol. It doesn't explain the sad lack of it, tho.

I'll go pass out now.

>>25108
TRIPHT
TRIPHT
can I even tell you how OBSCENELY DELIGHTED I am to see you here?

namefagging would do no good since I am anon by nature but er if I tell you that I know you from C&DP then my abuse of capslock may possibly be a clue? or not
but anyway HI I'M SO GLAD YOU'RE HERE SHARE MORE PLZ YAY


uh. okay I have scrounged content to make this slightly more than just an excuse to fangirl. there we go.

>>24497
I aw'd forever, omg.

This thread makes me happy. I might just contribute with my fagart which is super faggy.

>>25108

This is my new favorite thing! I have a strong desire to see more!


Posting this Vampire Edgar picture just to post something really. Sorry it is not very sexyily flavored or anything. More crap from me as soon as I'm done doing this OC project for a friend.

>>25112

Oh, it appears we know each other, my dear? I'm obscenely delighted to see you here too, then, even if it's as anon! I drew this for you in honor of the chance encounter... and it, in turn, spawned the brief writefaggotry you're about to read.

All this is extremely SWAN, I know. I couldn't help it. SWAN's my absolute favorite.

---

"Excuse me, do I know you from somewhere?"


He vaguely remembered the why. The memory manifested through dreams, mostly, and they always slipped through his grasping fingers, leaving him with just a nebulous recall and an acute feeling of desperation.

He hated feeling hopeless; he hated falling asleep. Except when he dreamed of before. Before the why, before this existence. It was the only thing that kept him going, he supposed; the needy feeling in his chest that pushed him to search for that someone lost, the half forgotten voice inside his head, pleading.


"¨Please! Why are you doing this? Don't-- Please!"

It's all echoes inside his head. Echoes of words and painful, impending loneliness. Echoes of hazelgreenwarmbrown eyes.

"They're cheating, Johnny! They're cheating it's not-- It wasn't supposed to be like this!"

He knows. He knows, but there's not much they can do, is there? Not when eternally trapped between Heaven and Hell. Not when providing such good entertainment.

"I'll find you," he swears. He's not sure if he actually means it, but it's worth it just to see a bit of the pain leave warm hazelgreenbrown eyes.


"Do I know you?" Edgar says, and Johnny can only stare; green eyes this time, he thinks. He stares a little bit more; he wants to commit this moment to memory, just in case.

"Not yet," he answers, and it's a promise.

>>25132
that clerk is gross enough that I can't really look at him much. gotta assume that means a job well done! Nny looks so pleased, heh. Edgar's scars are so great. and his smirk. vampire Edgar is the best crack ever.
(is that a Homicides CD?)

>>25137
yeah, I was the anon cheerleader stalking you through the posting of Pride. because it was wonderful. and then you did cutesy C&DP&Hope art and then I wrote a really silly thing! and now you're here. and I am excite.

and excite for good reason, because this is already great stuff, I hope you do lots more! teeny baby Edgar is cute enough to make me want to go :3, and I love how you do Nny's smudgy tired eyes.

sage for contentless fangirling.

pic not mine, but is at least related. Nothing of mine is ripe for posting yet. Too much to do!

>>25167

Yeah, it's a Homicides CD. I couldn't resist because I am a lame ass. I am quite glad the dead clerk guy is doing his dead clerk guy thing for you.

>>25137

It is possible I have saved copies of both of these in my SWAN stash for posterity and stuff. Just so you know. I love Johnny's shirt/hoodie thing and I sort of want to see more of this written business.

So guys, hey, there's a request/kink/whatever post thing on the LJ community for this, in case any of you want to post/leech ideas/fullfill anything that may come in. Not super organized or moderated or anything, probably because it will not need to be. But here's a link regardless.

http://community.livejournal.com/jthm_slash/20507.html?mode=reply

>>25167
Of course I knew it was you, luv! You're the only one who has ever abused capslock for me <3 Have some porn to show my still burning love for you! *wink*

>>25201
Feel free to do whatever you want with it, m'lady.

As for more of the written thing I dunno if I want to give free reign to the bunnies without knowing yet if they're gonna stick with me to the end. Bunnies are treahcerous like that.

tl;dr: I dunno if I'm gonna finish whatever I start.


(Apologies for my awkward anatomy and overall cowardry when trying to draw anything below the waist *fail*).

I know it's wrong for me to say this, but I'm kind of in love with proud of this pic.

>>25749
Oh.

>>25751
Doesn't look traced.

>>25752

More "very obviously inspired".

>>25753
Oh yeah, leaning on the foreheads. I'm pretty sure you can find a bajillion stances of this pose, either as screen captures, photos or artwork.

>>25751
>>25752

Nope, not traced. Not even referenced. Tracing acusations make me nervous, nonetheless. I get the feeling someone, someday, might actually draw something practically identical to another pic and that someone'll be accused of tracing wihtout having done so, and I'm always a little afraid it'll be me... but that might just be paranoia.

Anyway, no. Tracing; I no do that.

This is the sketch layer of some thing I've been trying to do while simultaneously doing a million other things. Taking forever and lots of stuff still needs to be fixed but, it's something to share to put a blip on the radar at least.

>>25280
Ha haha, stars. I am totally amused at this. You draw such interesting faces. Something intrigues me about them.

>>25749
I like Johnny's eyelashes! This is something I never imagined I'd say. Don't stress on the similarities to the other pic, I'd say. There are so many pictures in every fandom of two people doing that exact thing that it's kind of hard to accuse anyone of anything.

I am happy you exist.

LOOK, INTERNET. this is the one and only site I keep up with on a regular basis. so if YOU guys don't tell me ISH has updated, it will take me WAY TOO LONG TO SEE IT

http://www.ladyyatexel.com/kingdom.html

reading now, you guys suck >:|

(okay LYX and Tripht and Roach don't suck, except for the whole not bumping with relevant content thing, jfc)

Photoshop hates me, lately.

I've been working on this one for too long, if you ask me XD;

>>46326
veto

have this instead

Something you can't really find without looking for it.
Be happy.

Posting this because i was unable to draw something of my own.
I'M SUCH A BAD DRAWFAG BAWWWWW.

>>24497

;_; not cool man you're making me baw like hell here

>>25756

ugh this. this so much

Is there any more Mmy/Nny (or vice versa, I'm not picky) ?

here is a thing

>>47101
Here's another thing.
I used to know where to get a little more, from an old friend/unrequited love, but then very very bad things happened and I'm frightened to death of her now (literally).
So, sorry i guess. Maybe I'll draw something if i get off my ass. And that's a big maybe. Durp durp imma lazy buggah :B

Bumpin' this shit.

>>47674

Anonymous JTHM Kinkmeme! http://community.livejournal.com/jthm_slash/20507.html

Also a not-so anonymous fill (vampire!Edgar/Johnny, bloodplay): http://roachpatrol.livejournal.com/40593.html

wut

>>54068

Well you asked for it o3o

heh.

>>54610
BRILLIANT

>>11901

Fffff. Oh god, thanks for the link. Just spent a couple of days reading through all of that; loved it.

I...Wrote something vaguely Nny and Edgar, SWAN/ISH inspired I guess but I'm not sure if anyone wants it because it's not even porn. :C Ffff, worst writefag ever, sorry.

Do want, y/n?

>>56174

I'm interested, if nothing else!

>>56174

I'm interested too.

So I get up the balls to ask if y'all want fic and my god damn laptop craps itself. Killed a logic board. Ugh. ANYWAY. God, here, have this awful thing, I'm sorry it's a terrible POV and not porny, I'll deliver something not suck another night. And uh, the song is Asleep, by The Smiths. FYI.

This Mixtape Means

It's weird not to see him around. There's little pieces of him everywhere, his touch is in everything you can see and it burns and it stings to look at because he isn't there himself. There's magazines and cutouts all over the dining room table, paint brushes glued in place to the cheap ass three dollar plastic table cloth you remember having a fit about at the time. He left them there, drying to the various surfaces, overnight after painting something or other on the covers of your favorite magazines and then neither of you could pull the fucking things off. He said, "I'll buy you one better than new" with a disarming grin and then you get into an argument about semantics and forget the incident that started it, which you suspect was his goal all along.

More of his paintings hang on the wall, presents and gifts and, in the upstairs hallway, a bit of late night graffiti he painted up because he couldn't sleep. You weren't sure then and you aren't sure now why you never cleaned it up, all marker and paint in dark hues, a black hole of a mural that threatens to swallow you up, more so now than before because he's not there to pull you back, to keep your feet on the ground so you don't get sucked into that other world of darkness with whatever terrible dark things lurk there. Likely, you leave it because it's his, and even if it's dark and a little frightening, it's well suited, perhaps, because he is much the same way.

Appropriations for his art litter the living room, broken bits of metal and things you both find at tag and garage sales, silly, stupid, old things that make you both smile or laugh or wonder what the fuck. You both know he's god damn terrible at sculpture but when he asks for a couple quarters to buy some brand new old thing you give in easily because he asks and that's enough.

Some things though, aren't the happy sort of reminders of him or even the sort that are shades of gray, like that damn mural in the upstairs hall. There are dark reminders of his mood swings, of the broken parts of him. There's a sink full of broken dishes, still, because you haven't had the heart to clean them or to buy new. You've been using paper and it's pretty wasteful but you don't care. His blood is still stained into the wood, only noticeable because it's comparatively dark on the light wood, ash or something, you think. You remember him flipping out, breaking the plates in a sink full of water after they'd already been cleaned, angry and irrational, not listening. He cuts himself by accident, the first time.

You remember feeling guilty the entire time you sit together on the couch, his head pressed to your shoulder, his bandaged hands held to your chest while you hold him through it because, you think [you know], he should go to the hospital but you don't bring him, taking care of him yourself because you know how to calm him, only you, always you, and sure, sometimes it takes a while but no one knows him any better and fuck them, he hates hospitals anyway.

He hates a lot of things, actually, up to and occasionally including himself.

He's everywhere you look and it hurts. You don't know why he left without a word, without you. But then, that's what the mix tape is for, isn't it?

He left it in the bed, the last thing he touched, had to of touched when you were fairly certain you'd both fallen asleep just listening to music, sharing headphones and a bed and blankets and each other, the last words you hear out of him, "don't wake me in the morning", an enigmatic smile on his lips before it's your lips on his. He doesn't wake up in the morning. In the morning he is gone. You are alone and it hurts, it's confusing, and all you have as answer is a mix tape he made you.

There's no profound note, there's no lengthy profession or excuse. He tells you what you already knew about him from the start. "Music speaks better for me than I do. This is not me. I'm not happy like this but I wanted to be. I'm tired. I'm so tired." Tired. Tired of living, tired of trying. It makes you so angry, so hurt and so sad, but there's nothing you can change. You almost don't listen to the rest of the tape but it's hard not to, not when you need some kind of reason, when you just need to know.

Sing me to sleep Sing me to sleep I'm tired and I I want to go to bed

The whole tape is nothing but this, this one song and his bittersweet goodbye that isn't even that. You listen and you want to shake him, to have made it better somehow, as if you could have.

Don't try to wake me in the morning 'Cause I will be gone Don't feel bad for me I want you to know Deep in the cell of my heart I will feel so glad to go

You could kill him all over again for being so pretentious, for stealing the words of others to say what he wanted, must have wanted, to say himself but apparently could not articulate. You could shake him, berate him, but there's no one there. He is gone.

There is another world There is a better world Well, there must be Well, there must be Well, there must be Well, there must be Well ...

[i]Bye bye Bye bye[i]
"Bye ..."

He is gone. The last goodbye, however, is his. It's the last word you hear and you don't remember when you started crying but you are and you want to be angry, you want to be mad at him and so many other things but it's not even in you to do that. Tape player in your hands, his goodbye in your ears, you can hear the words he wanted to say, that neither he nor another could for him. I love you, I will never see you again.

It doesn't make it better, doesn't make you better, but you hold out hope that he's right at least. There has to be another world, a better world. He deserves it, for once, and for all his faults, you can't blame him for this one.

Because you love him too.

>>57526
brb, crying forever

>>57526

*whistles*

*squirrels away on harddrive*

I adore it, it's beautiful! Thanks so much for sharing it! I am totally not bothered at all that is non-porny, as I suspect many others will not be! It's fascinating to see them from another POV like that, and I'm delighted by the dried paintbrush thing, that's just fantastic and very them.

...can I put this up on my website whenever I update it next? I love to have all this stuff together, but I always want to make sure I'm not embarrassing or upsetting anyone.

>>57666

FFFFF, wow, for reals? Oh jeez, thanks! Yes, go right ahead, hah. That would make my day.

>>57547

Dear Anon, thank you, you made my birthday the best everrrrr. <3

I'm going to try some more for this because unf, Nny, but yes. <3

>>57526

This hurts SO GOOD I DON'T EVEN

You are awesome, even though my heart is a little broken right now.

>>57671
>>I'm going to try some more for this because unf, Nny, but yes.

yes please always yes?

>>57526
I have a question (that maybe actually isn't that important)--
this is Johnny/Edgar?
Which is which?
(from what I think so far, it could be either way....and at first I was confused, but...I kind of like that it's reversible in my head.)

>>57679

D'awww. These are the comments that are the best to me. EMOTIVE WRITING GO.

>>57864

Working on it, bro! Something with a normal POV instead of wonk.

>>57866

Huh! To me it doesn't seem interchangeable but derp, that's probably because I wrote it knowing who was who. It's Edgar/Nny, and the you is intended to be Edgar [making Nny the suicide]. Interesting feedback though! Thanks!

>>57874
oooh! I was confused by the "kill him again" line because I thought Nny just disappeared, and Edgar thought he probably killed himself but wasn't sure. but if he knows for sure, yeah, that makes since.
thanks