that one ship i like

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that one ship i like
I love my Jerry
a bunch of random oc and eltingville art.
human ocs arent eltingville ocs!! oc art under the cut
Dumb JoshJer GZEltingville drabble
Joshie had always been unlucky. An unfortunate young girl far removed from those around her, instilled within her was a fear taught by her elders and hatred taught by those who hated her. The outside world was a labyrinth, indecipherable nonsense to which she had little interest in. Conversation among peers was equally outside of her purview, as the secret codes to which the other, understands the world through was inaccessible to her. Unlike those who spoke in codes, she did not live within the four walls that were declared her space upon her arrival in this world, she didn’t even live in the body that was forced upon her by some cruel creator, the only thing she could lay claim to was her brain and her true body, that of html and css forged from a mighty tomb the elders gifted her upon her 9th birthday. From then on she had unknowingly been cursed with that which brought her the most joy and the most anguish. Her first love, brought about by similar passions and short bursts of unplanned creativity, had been an artist by the name of ryuu. Joshie was quite infatuated with this account, ryuu had left a supportive comment on her journal entry, only to come back with fanart, proof of their allegiance to her.
(okay so from here it's supposed to timeskip to Joshie still friends with ryuu but she's also friends with Jerry separately. Jerry's kinda kicking himself over being cringe on the ryuu acc at an early age even though Joshie's the only one who remembers how young ryuu acted back then. Jerry likes Joshie's writing but won't admit it. If this were a full fic Jerry learns to be honest with himself and act a little more cringe, and Joshie learns to hold back a bit on the internet, they're in a healthier place but still morally fucked. Or the opposite where Jerry takes advantage of Joshie's neediness and convinces her that he's the only one that would ever like her, platonically or romantically, Joshie feeds into Jerry's egotism and Jerry has her delete all her accounts and leaves her isolated from everyone.)
ANYONE WANNA READ A SCRAPPED JOSHJER FIC :D I don't have my stuff so I can't draw but I do have my computer, ya'll can send in fic requests if you want _______
Josh's parents are worried about him after the Joe's incident. He hasn't been leaving his room he's just been sitting and writing. In order to figure out what's wrong they ask for help from an unexpected source, Jerry Stokes! _______ It was amazing, terrible, and odd, but it seemed as though Jerry's parents were encouraging him to see Josh. After the incident at Joe's it seemed as though Jerry was never going to see any of his clubmates again, and yet this reassuring nudge was being pushed without precaution. Jerry never particularly liked Josh, though he never hated Josh either. If anything Jerry can't remember any of the conversations they've and yet, he was being asked to visit Josh as though they were anything more then two members of a disbanded club.
Jerry walked into Josh's room for the first time in a few months, looking around it seemed as though half of Josh's collection were going to be stuffed into storage boxes and were going to be thrown into the attic. Josh himself was sitting at his desk in front of the window, the sky was overcast, and the diffused light highlighting dust and making Josh look more disheveled. Josh's hair was let down, greasy strands gently swaying as Josh typed. He looked tired bags under his eyes, a twitchiness to his movements, trying to stay awake to force out another sentence, it was odd.
Jerry held his breath and stepped through he door, as if entering a dragon's den. Jerry quietly tried to get Josh's attention, clearing his throat but Josh didn't seem to notice. Jerry put his hands on his shoulders causing Josh to whip his head around and look up at Jerry mortified.
"h-hi--hey" Josh responded awkwardly
"what's up…" Jerry responded equally as unsure of how to converse with Josh
Josh looked to his computer screen the back at Jerry, "writing….stuff" Josh responded vaguely. It seemed like Josh didn't want to get into talk in depth about whatever he was doing, which was fine though Jerry couldn't help but be a little curious.
"cool….cool" Jerry hated this feeling, Josh and Jerry were practically strangers, they used to have Bill and Pete to lead the conversation, but ever since the incident at Joe's no one has seen each other which made it even more odd that Jerry was asked to do this. Jerry knew that Josh wasn't antagonistic enough to start a fight, yet wasn't secure enough with their friendship to talk openly with Jerry.
A few beats of awkwardness passed as Jerry stared at his feet before Josh handed Jerry a few sheets of paper. It was a relatively small stack and Josh didn't say a word but it was odd, everything was so odd but having something to do was better than nothing.
"…thanks" Jerry mumbled, sitting on the edge of Josh's bed and reading through Josh's unentitled work in progress.
"So you're writing a fantasy novel!" Jerry asked excitedly
"No." Josh frowned, whining a bit as he tried to explain "It's a Sci-Fi novel set in the Dark Ages"
"You're definitely using fantasy tropes" Jerry chuckled, it was nice to be the one to rile Josh up for once. "And the Sci-Fi elements are practically magic"
"I'm subverting fantasy tropes by using technological advancements to explain the universe" Josh explained, pinching the bridge of his nose, lifting his glasses ever so slightly. "Sci-Fi as a genre has escaped it's original portrayals and become an aesthetic, and I'm not sure how I feel about that. I just wanted to make something…I don't know...something, something good?"
Jerry could tell that Josh cared a whole lot about his Dark-Ages Sci-Fi novella
so how's your day going, this is....um yeah
Hey, New to the fandom! I wrote a short JoshJer fic, It's not very good but if you'd like to indulge in this rarepair It's right here! https://archiveofourown.org/works/63069001