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Local Irken sees the ice cream truck and goes absolutely feral for a d*mn cone (ASMR)
#invader zim#ICE CREEEEEAAAAAM!#AAAAAAA#absolutely feral#that is no way for a respectable irken soldier to act!#unless you're zim then it's not surprising at all
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Buttercup Lifts Couch & Mammon Becomes A Dad...? (2024)
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Credit for Steven Universe Series goes to Rebecca Sugar
Credit for Hazbin Hotel & Helluva Boss goes to Vivienne "Vivziepop” Medrano
Credit for Invader Zim goes to Jhonen Vasquez
Credit for Undertale & Deltarune goes to Toby Fox
Credit for Transformers goes to Hasbro & TakaraTomy
Credit Transformers Animated Series goes to Sam Register & Matt Youngberg
Credit for The Powerpuff Girls goes to Craig McCracken
Credit for Danny Phantom goes to Butch Hartman
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if anyone is wondering, Pink-Pearl is suppose to still look like her original gem humanoid but she is also suppose to be a Moth, and well if Lonely-Pearl was a Moth in her corrupted form, it would make sense that Pearls in a Crossover between Helluva Boss/Hazbin Hotel and Steven Universe, they would be Moths but still look a bit how they originally looked.
I want to call Pink-Pearl by the nickname "Vollie" but it's okay not everyone calls her that, and it would be interesting in a Crossover Fanon Timeline she forms a friendship with Verosika.
and yes I gave that Soundwave a bow on their head, it is suppose to be one of those Sound-Wave copies of the Original Sounwave.
I have had the idea for a while, that Lancer mistakes Mammon as his Dad, just in a different outfit...
I worked on this drawing around January and I'm just now posting it on February...it was not great a few days ago, I know during my trying to write a theory that has to do with Sari that of course has to do with a Crossover with Hazbin Hotel and TFA...
the connection kept going on and off, and yeah I ended up noticing a bit too late that I forgot to put the word "just" and well it is called "Hazformers Theory: What Sari Could Be Doing With Her Autobot Friends MIA" but even when I was trying to write it, the connection kept going off on me, and it was only making me more mad and feeling not so happy...so even when I got lucky and was finally able to post it, but when I wanted to log back on to fix and edit what I notice I forgot to put down on it...and yeah I had finally got around to it today...
but I was having some trouble logging back on, which I think it was because of the connection going off and on me again, and it might of possibly messed up my password, cause when I did try to use it again today......it didn't turn out too well, I still couldn't get on and at some point I had to make a new password just so I could post not only some new fan theories, but also this drawing and that
I seriously wasn't having a good day, I couldn't really get to sleep and well I do feel a little tired right now, it doesn't help that what happen was I guess a bit stressful...
and anyway Peridot is being Feral and is suppose to have Doe Ears and a Tail, like Peridots end up with Deer like appearance.
Alastor ending up adopting her and having her on that very thing that we see her have on her in one of the episodes of Steven Universe, well it can be one of the ways to keep her from running off when she gets all feral...like it only comes off if she calms down and doesn't act all feral.
and even when you make the drawing big, to read what is being said...
here is what Mammon is saying...
"when did I become a Dad…? I don't remember having a kid…unless Stella has been keeping it a secret from me.
oh man, do I need to marry Stella?! I'm NOT ready yet!!! I need to call Stella and tell her to pick up our little acciden-…cough I mean Son."
also in this drawing, Buttercup Utonium is 22 years old, so this is the much older future self of Buttercup.
I think I will post one more thing, than I will be heading to bed to get some sleep...I rather post it now than wait until either tomorrow or in a few days...plus if I'm able to, I may talk more about that Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss Theory that has to do with Soul-Partnership Contract...
anyway hope some find it funny that Lancer thinks that Mammon is his Dad, and making Mammon very confused...also I like the Mamtella ship between Mammon and Stella.....their ship name still sounds like a type of food you put on toast, and I don't know if many will end up using that Mamtella ship name or not, so far I'm the first to call those two by that ship name. XD
#do not reblog without permission#crossover fanart#buttercup utonium#zim invader zim#vox hazbin hotel#ember mclain#verosika mayday helluva boss#pink pearl su#soundwave transformers#peridot su#alastor hazbin hotel#lancer deltarune#mammon helluva boss#sans undertale#january 2024#february 2024
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I don't think I've ever seen any tallest x dib content before you, I'm curious about how you see them together and what made you ship them
theres like,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, maybe enough dib/tallestshipping art on deviantart to count on one hand purrobably. there was some ofur guy befur me doing it. and then theres like <10 on r34 paheal and xxx respectively and theyre all terrible
BUT
that is not what u asked abt
what MADE me ship them,,,,,,,,,, was an rp i have with my brother. we were just being sillay. fucking around. and then we found out and now its like really compelling to me actually and i started considering it in canon iz too and now im insane furefur. thanks id. couldnt have done it without u bro
how do i see them togefur,,,
to summarize: two fancy meangirls and their weird rabid feral dog they found on the side of the road that they found silly enough to keep around
ive made whole posts abt them befur but ill KEEP TALKING ANYWAYS bcs i love being enabled and they are unfurtunately my favorites </3 ((not the same thing as my otp or what i think the Best ship is,,,, thats obviously zadr but these three make me insane in a diffurent way))
to summarize again: they all SUCK
theyre terrible awful selfish people who wouldnt know what sympathy looked like if it slapped them in the face. at least two of those faces are purretty. dibs is not. uggo. sadly they bond ofur this which makes all of them worse. mostly dib. its not easy being worse when ur already a murderous space dictator
and then theres my insane hc about both of the tallest but especially red being defective,,, there is So Little basis fur it in the show but ive somehow extrapawlated "catholic guilt purreacher boy" out of red and i at least think it makes him a little more inch resting
dib being his manic demon nightmare boy, of course
and purple,,,,,, is just the hedonist. he doesnt care much fur anyone ofur than himself, but those two can stick around he Guesses,,,,, if they entertain him enough. and he even hasnt thought about the pawssibility of being without red
dib, meanwhile, is a stupid fucking idiot. this is a pawertrip fur him. his ego could not be bigger. which is saying a lot when he was already an egomaniac befurhand. but i mean. if I was tolerated by the most pawerful people in the mewniverse id be a little smug about it too. he keeps purrojecting his Thing with zim on them but to a lesser degree though, since theyre Evil Aliens and hes the Hero to Stop Them. except he goes on a Heroic Tirade™ detailing how hell defeat their evil plans while literally hanging out on the couch with them while purple flicks cheeseballs at his huge forehead ((hard to miss!))
mew enabled me so this is what mew get
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Something about the Spammy on the right in your early Spamton sketches really really reminds me of Invader Zim (in a good way, I love IZ!). I think it's his eyes and midgetness. Idk. Smth I noticed.
HE DOES, I never thought about that but now I see it lol. Those early drawings have a bit of that diabolical feral gremlin feel that Zim has.
Though I think he still is a diabolical feral gremlin - I've just gotten better at drawing him :^)
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I posted 12,896 times in 2022
That's 4,788 more posts than 2021!
554 posts created (4%)
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I tagged 7,578 of my posts in 2022
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#and then i just never asked my parents cause for some reason they made me think i was an idiot for asking what words mean when i was like...
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A future scene in Lofi Beats to Capture Children to way in the future when Gregory goes on his decommission spree.
Moon doesn’t care too much about Roxy or Monty, but Chica was one of the few animatronics who was always nice to him starting out and aside from DJMM (and Vanessa but more on her later) are really his only friends.
Even while being woefully corrupted, this was one of the times he was in more in control of his actions, and it’s to show concern and anger for his hurt friend.
I didn’t want to draw this and save the surprise but the DLC teaser and seeing withered Glamrock Chica tipped my hand.
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Johnen really out here be making the most miserable, lonely characters who have difficulties communicating then get mad when people relate to that or see sympathy in it
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Happy late Birthday @bamsara
The scene where Moon just bats the ball back and forth between Protagonist-chan like some sort of feral cat you need to earn the affection of.........
I’m in love. You did this.
I’m not the best with art or coloring or perspective or anything but I tried.
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#tumblr2022#year in review#my 2022 tumblr year in review#your tumblr year in review#today was the year of fnaf it seems#kinda hate that the most viewed post is my most shitty quality#it was also the year of drawing and posting less
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Signal arrival part 2
Continued from here
The one plus she could say about being Irken, getting stabbed like that wouldn't keep her down for long. It was only her arm anyway.
That Larb is lucky I passed out when I did. Doesn't change I have to clean up the two guys who came before him.
Zim was handling himself fine on his own. There was never any doubt about that. Where she was stronger, he obviously had more experience.
Though, as Zes predicted, as soon as she got there Zim was already slipping up. She tossed a few of her compact bombs before Larg could strike her brother.
She glared before kicking Larb right in the solar plexus.
Zim glared at her. "Worry about yourself before Zim you fool!"
Larb was surprised as he saw Zes for the first time without her disguise. He Just got up before getting a dagger out.
"This changes nothing." He wasn't flinching.
Says the guy who only was able to get my arm. I only passed out because of that dumb window.
Zes grinned as she held a new bomb in her good arm. "Oh, this changes everything. This isn't the kill mission you thought."
Her brother went next to her as he glared.
"Zim now finally understands."
Larb looked confused, but for the first time since she got there, he had a look of fear. "What are you trying to say?"
"You're a messenger, even when you fail it makes the point really clear." She wasn't going to be like the empire and be too cruel about this.
He's still gonna die. I'm gonna have some words with that computer about informing me of this.
Before she could activate her bomb, Tak had already put one of her Pak legs right through Larb. He was dead before he hit the ground.
Zes sighed. "You got way too eager."
"Only I'm allowed to kill you two. I'm just finishing what I started." She was about to take the body before Zes stopped her.
It only took one of her firebombs to burn what was left of Invader Larb.
She said two, guess I'm revenge worthy. Well, Tak did try to help.
Zim glared as he looked at her injured arm. The pain blockers already were in effect, but she still hadn't moved it once.
It's not like it's that bad. Not like he took my arm off. Being like Zuri would be a real tragedy.
"We're going to my lab."
Zes shrugged with her good arm before following him. "Were you really trying to feral your way with a guy named Larb?"
"You are not here to criticize my perfect battle strategy while you are injured." He pouted as he pulled her along.
Nope, I know you can fight. Though that instinct was interesting to see.
She poked his injured side before grinning. "Yeah, but I still have the better track record. Welcome to my world."
#invader zim#invader zim oc#irken oc#Zes#invader zim writing#Signal arrival#ooc lore#IZ Ask Community
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Trying to work on the next chapter of Claustrophobia, but Loop be like ...
Okay, bit of an update post cause it may look like I've been inactive, but you can blame that all on @time-loopzim
Just a few screenshots, I told myself... I won't need to do any drawings, i told myself...
But now, this feral beastie is clinging to the ceiling above my computer desk demanding attention!
Sooooo... There will be a big content dump in this boy's future once I get a good opening to throw it in... Betcha didn't know there's an entire multiverse fulla Zims back here!
Sooo... Claustrophobia pt 4 is on its way with only a few parts left to go! In the meantime, feel free to troll this bug with some asks or see what he's been up to in my absence!
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Cosmic Concupiscence (ZaDr feral au) (chapter 1)
Concupiscence- noun-
(Con-cue-pes-ense)
-a strong sexual desire/lust
Origin: Middle English: via Old French from late Latin concupiscentia, from Latin concupiscent- ‘beginning to desire,’ from the verb concupiscere, from con- (expressing intensive force) + cupere ‘to desire.’
Alternate chapter title: In which Dib and Gaz work together (chapter 1)
Today was going to be a fantastic day. Dib Membrane was sure of it. The young boy was excitedly watching the unveiling of the new long distance traveling spaceship that Professor Membrane had built almost completely by himself. Dib and Gaz stood side by side in the crowd, watching their father in amazement, as he finally revealed the enormous blue and silver ship. Dib stared at it in awe, having to lean back to see the top of it. The ship looked so much more amazing than the concept sketches Dib had seen scattered about the lab downstairs at home. “I wonder how fast it can travel and how far it can go.” Dib wondered out loud. “Gaz, we could go out there and find aliens! Real actual space aliens! We could befriend other space faring races! Do you think that maybe... maybe they’re out there waiting for us?” He babbled on in excitement. “If they were out there waiting for us, then the least they could have done was abduct you!” Gaz mumbled in all her apathy.
“Ok I know your saying that to be mean and rude, but I mean, your not wrong.” Dib said, completely un-offended with a dismissive shrug. Gaz rolled her eyes and turned her attention back to Professor Membrane, who was still talking. “This is the beginning of something great! With this ship, we can further explore the cosmos, go into the deepest darkest corners of space, and discover new things! It has a more advanced PEG system, so the ship has perpetual energy! Fuel is a problem of the past! We can come back to earth as heroes! I will be making an experimental expedition out into space! I plan on only being gone for a year at the most! Consider it like a test drive! We’ll be leaving tomorrow evening folks! Unfortunately, I will have to leave my son and daughter behind, just in case things don’t go well. Luckily, I have picked out an excellent guardian for them!” Professor Membrane continued on, but his voice and the rest of his speech, went unheard as Gaz and Dib both glared up at him in shock and indignation.
“Oh I don’t FUCKING think so!” Gaz said, her voice quavering with agitation and rage. “Geez, yeah! What the hell dad!? You can’t just leave us here on earth while you go explore space! That’s unfair!” Dib openly agreed with his sister. The two of them shared a concerned and angry look before quietly leaving the crowd together. Once they were out of earshot of other people, Dib and Gaz shared another look. “Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” Dib asked with a mischievous grin upon his heavily freckled face. “We sneak onboard the ship?” Gaz said questioningly. “Absolutely!” Dib said, with wild excitement. Gaz gave a smug grin and followed her brother home as the two of them concocted a plan together. For once, the two of them were actually getting along and working together.
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Gaz and Dib sat at a Mac Meaties, sharing pork fries and meat shakes, while looking over the ship’s blueprints, which had been easy to acquire. “Ok so, let’s see, there’s the docking bay and the cargo bay. Maybe we can sneak in through one of those? Maybe not the docking bay though, it would have a lot more people supervising there.” Dib trailed off, trying to think of more to say. “Ok, Dib, it’s not that hard. We just go home, pack our shit, and hide away in a storage crate. They open from the inside incase people get trapped in them. Too easy.” Gaz said as she sipped her bacon and cheddar meat-shake. “I mean I guess but... I’m still kinda nervous I suppose. I mean this is space we’re talking about! We’re gonna go to space Gaz! SPACE!” Dib said excitedly, while pushing his glasses back up the bridge of his nose. “Calm down and keep your voice low dumbass. Do you want people to find out?” Gaz grumbled.
“Shit, your right.” Dib took a bite of his bbq chicken double mcmeatie burger, and looked around at the completely oblivious people around them. “Yeah I know.” Gaz said proudly. “Now let’s get out of this greasy joint and go home and start packing. And for chrissakes Dib, don’t let Dad or anyone else catch us packing because they might catch on!” Gaz said in an almost intimidating tone. “Right. Let’s not get caught.” Dib agreed.
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Hours had passed at home, hours of packing and planning and then extra plans incase the original plan failed, and then a plan after that and then another one after that. Gaz rolled up the ship’s blueprints and stuffed them in her backpack, which was full of snacks, games, clothes, and plenty of other interesting things.... Dib had also packed snacks and drinks, and had also packed video cameras, flashlights, a pocket knife, pepper spray, clothes, his phone, and plenty of chargers, and other small and mostly meaningless things. “Do you have your phone Gaz?” Dib asked. “Yeah, but I’m pretty sure you don’t get any sort of service once you go beyond earth, so I think bringing my phone is kinda pointless.” Gaz said. “Yeah but hey, more pictures of space, right?” Dib said, with his beaming, dorky smile. Gaz simply rolled her eyes. “Ok. Well we have everything packed right? Let’s go to bed. Pretend like everything is normal.” She said, with a tone of caution in her voice.
Dib peeked our from around his bedroom door. “Hey yknow I find it funny that dad thinks we need a babysitter or some shit. Like seriously? I’m nineteen. Your seventeen. We’re not twelve year old little shits anymore. We don’t need someone to watch us.” He complained. “Ok, one, does it matter? Two, speak for yourself Mr. I brought a rabid werewolf home and it almost killed me.” Gaz grouched at him. “Ok that was an accident.” Dib sighed in exasperation. “Yes, one that almost destroyed the house. One that also ate the puppy.” Gaz said while squinting angrily at her brother. “Hey... if we’re supposed to have a babysitter then why aren’t they here yet?” Dib asked suspiciously, changing the question. “Don’t jinx it asshole. With our luck it could be someone awful and stupid like an old middle school teacher or some sleaze-bag who does drugs.” Gaz grumbled. “Now go to bed. Before I strap you to yours and leave you here. We have a lot to go through tomorrow.” She said, before leaving her brother’s room.
Dib closed the door after her and laid on his bed. There was no way he was going to sleep, he was too excited, and his gut was doing all these twists and turns. Space. He might actually be in space tomorrow. Just the thought of it sent chills down his spine. “I better not go out there and there not be any space aliens for me to meet.” He murmured. He was up until around one in the morning, contemplating all the possibilities, before his body gave in to sleep.
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Gaz woke up early at around five. She got dressed, brushed her teeth, and went downstairs, reminding herself to wake Dib up in a little while. She marched into the kitchen to find a note on the table from Professor Membrane. She picked it up and curiously read it.
Dear Son and Daughter,
I love you both very much. I know you might be upset that I’m leaving without the both of you, but I couldn’t live with myself if I were to have risked your lives if something goes wrong. That’s why we’re leaving early this morning instead of later at night like we said, so you two don’t get any ideas about stowing away and being all sneaky. The babysitter will be here sometime at noon.
With Love, ~Your Father
P.S. don’t let your brother raise the dead again Gaz.
Gaz nearly had a brain aneurism, and was filled with sudden rage and panic. She could feel an angry scream, threatening to bubble it’s way out of her throat, like boiling lava from a volcano. “sssshhhHHHHIIIIIIIITT.” She charged up the stairs, and banged her brother’s door open, the doorknob slamming into the wall. “DIB WAKE UP!” She screeched at the top of her lungs, racing over and grabbing her brother, shaking him awake. “Huh? Wha? Gaz? What’s going on?” Dib asked groggily, after struggling to wake up. He grabbed his glasses and put them on, stunned by the agitated look upon his sister’s face.
“We need to go. Right. Now.” Gaz growled, gritting her teeth while trying to keep her cool. She was quivering with anticipation and panic. “What? Right now? But I thought-“ Gaz cut Dib off, growing ever more impatient for her brother to just get up and get going already. “Yeah? Well we were wrong! Here!” She shoved the note into his hands before racing off to her room to grab her stuff. She could hear Dib make an almost animalistic sound of extreme alarm and panic, and then a muffled “OH FUCK.” He grabbed his bag, opened it, and stuffed a bag of batteries and walkie-talkies into it before zipping it up and tossing it over his shoulders. The two of them charged down the stairs and out the door.
The cold November air bit at their faces as they ran out into the dark and lifeless five in the morning world. Gaz frantically called a taxi and demanded that they be extra speedy. Yes against the law speedy. No even faster than that! Yes this was an emergency! Five anxiety inducing minutes later, and a dark green taxi van pulled up. The driver rolled down the window and looked at Gaz and Dib I’m surprise, who were both equally surprised to find that their driver was Keef. “Hey Dib! Hey Gaz!” Keef said excitedly, and with an unnatural amount of cheer. “Where are you guys going?” He asked. Dib and Gaz hurried to get into the van. “Ok Keef, we need you to go as fast as you can! Ok? Like illegally fast. Ok? This is an emergency!” Dib said, his voice cracking with anxiety. “Whoa are you ok? Is one of you sick or something?” Keef asked with worry and concern. “Ok listen, we don’t have time for this! We need to go! Y’know where the giant new spaceship is? Take us there and make it faster than the speed of light! We need to say goodbye to our dad before he leaves!” Gaz looked him dead in the eyes, as she lied straight to his face.
“Oh ok! Gotcha!” Keef shifted the van into gear, and hit the gas. They jerked forward, slowly gaining momentum and speed. The speed gauge’s needle began to pull from 20-45-75 in mere minutes. Gaz eyed it nervously as the van began to shred by the neighborhood, now at 95 miles per hour. “Uh, I think that’s fast enough.” She mumbled nervously. “I feel like I’m going to throw up.” Dib groaned. “There’s a special bucket back there for that.” Keef said.
Surprisingly they went un-pursued and unnoticed by law enforcement, as they tore through the sleepy town and towards the launch feild, just on the outskirts of the city. “Oh my god we’re almost there! We’re gonna make it!” Dib was filled with hope. “Gaz look I can see the ship!” Dib then proceeded to vomit in the bucket, out of sheer stress and overexcitement. “Euuugh.” Gaz made a disgusted face before looking back to the horizon.
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Professor Membrane overlooked the view from the observation dome on the very top of the ship. He could see the entire broad horizon, the rising sun, the outline of the city, all the twisting and winding roads that lead to nature and other towns, and a tiny green van in the distance, speeding down one of those roads. “Ah so the world awakens. This is truly a glorious dawn. I hope the kids won’t be mad that they’re staying home. I will have to make sure to promise to bring them on the next trip, that is if all goes well. I do hope the hyper speed will work.” Professor Membrane thought out loud to himself, as he enjoyed the view and a black coffee. He payed the van no mind as it began to slow down, and turned to go check on the water filtration and waste disposal system.
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Keef pulled the van to a slow and eventual stop. “Ok this is as far as I can go guys.” He said. “Thank you.” Gaz grumbled before shoving two fifties into his hand and getting out of the vehicle. Dib grabbed his stuff and went to go after her. “Hey just call if you guys need a ride home or anything!” Keef said cheerily. “We’ll keep you in mind dude!” Dib said respectfully before racing after his sister.
“Ok. We have at least a little while before they take off. They’re still loading up the ship. We can make it.” Gaz said in complete confidence. “I’m glad I woke up when I did.” She said. “Are you ready? Cause Gaz, were going to fucking space. Space Gaz. SPACE. I almost can’t wrap my head around it. SPACE!” Dib began to get overexcited again. “Calm down before you vomit again!” Gaz said, eyeing her brother in mild disgust as she began jogging off the road and down the hill. “Hey! Wait for me!” He ran to catch up. They weaved through the trees and downed branches and a couple of logs before coming up to the electrified fence. “Shit. How do we get past that?” Dib complained. “Quiet. Let me think.” Gaz growled. “We don’t have time to think!” Dib said nervously. “I said be quiet!” Gaz snapped.
Gaz paced around for a few minutes before pulling her old skull necklace out of the back pocket of her backpack. She held it tight for a moment before tossing into the electric fence. It flashed like a bomb, shining pink rays of energy dancing about in the light, before sucking the energy out of the electric fence. It sat on the ground, sparking, humming with the newly trapped energy. “What. The. Hell.” Dib was shocked and confused. “Is that why... is that why you always wore that thing all the time? Is that why you can just do completely inexplicable shit that normal people can’t do? Gaz, what the hell?!” Dib could barley comprehend that all these years his sister had a supernatural talisman and he hadn’t even noticed. Gaz only smiled smugly at her brother, before picking it up, unharmed. She tossed her bag over the fence and began climbing.
Dib followed after her, clearly still struggling to grasp this newfound information, thus affecting his climbing skills. He attempted to jump down from the other side, but his leg got caught in the barbed wire. He hung there for a moment before falling down, his chest slamming into the hard earth, knocking the wind out of him. Gaz rolled her eyes and helped her brother up. “Now how about we stop dicking around and we get going? See look they’re almost done packing. We gotta go!” She raced off, quietly sneaking around every object. So far they’d gone unseen. Gaz peeked around the side of a cargo loader vehicle. There were some unsecured crates, that weren’t being very well guarded. She opened her bag, as Dib caught up, slightly out of breath, and pulled out a smoke bomb. “What the- why do you have that????” Dib asked in alarm. “Your just full of god damn surprises today aren’t you?” He asked, still clouded with alarm and confusion.
“Oh I have all sorts of things that a seventeen year old shouldn’t have. I have smokebombs, flashbangs, noisemakers, and a couple of spicy ghost bombs.” She said, puffing her chest up in pride. “I made them all myself.” Gaz smiled. “What’s a spicy ghost bomb?” Dib asked with morbid curiosity. “It’s a smoke bomb with pepper spray in it.” Gaz grinned maniacally. “What even...” Dib was too scared to take the conversation any further.
Gaz didn’t answer. Instead she simply tossed the smoke bomb as far as she could. It landed several feet away, down near a different collection of crates. She grabbed her brother’s arm as the smoke bomb went off and guards rushed to investigate. Gaz yanked Dib along, over to the stack of crates that she had her eye on. All the silver crates had “To storage complex 9” printed on them. She opened one and motioned for Dib to get inside it. Without hesitation, he wiggled in amongst the styrofoam packing peanuts and held onto his bag. “Wait... how am I gonna breathe?” He asked worriedly. “Don’t worry about it. They have ventilation in them. Remember the whole “designed just in case someone gets trapped in one” thing? We’ll be fine.” She said before shutting the top, leaving her brother in the suffocating and unbearable darkness.
Gaz hid behind the stack of the crates, peering around the corner again, and cursing in rage as the guards were heading back towards this stack. “Shit.” She swore under her breath, and ducked down as the two guards positioned themselves on either side of the crates. She wiggled in between a gap amongst the crates and hoped to Ultra Pigulon that she wouldn’t be seen. As luck would have it, that exact stack of crates was about to be lifted into the cargo bay. “Oh lucky fucking break, we made it.” She sighed in relief.
The stack was lifted and set down on a moving belt. She peered out from her hiding place and made sure no one was watching, before she hurriedly opened a crate and wriggled in, shutting it after her. The stack went through the belt system and came out in a storage room, with people who were moving everything into place and making sure all storage units were accounted for.
Dib got on his messenger and texted Gaz from his phone.
AgentMothman: ==> Forward to VØX3LRØT
AgentMothman: Did you make it? Are you hidden?
VØX3LRØT: Yes. I’m in a crate. Just make sure to be quiet. We’re not out of the woods yet.
AgentMothman: Right......
AgentMothman: Gaz I have to pee. Help what do I do?
VØX3LRØT: You should have went before we left.
AgentMothman: I DIDN’T HAVE TIME ASSHOLE.
VØX3LRØT: Oh well. Sit tight and hold it in. It’s gonna be awhile before we can get out.
AgentMothman: >:T
VØX3LRØT ==> switched to don’t disturb mode ==>
“Why you little-“ Dib scowled and furiously swiped the messaging app away. He sat in the darkness, curled up tight around his backpack. He grabbed his headphones and listened to music, muttering angrily to himself. It was going to be a long wait. He paused to think, imagining leaving earth behind. He already started to feel slightly homesick, but more excited and nervous than anything, to be in space. “I can’t wait.” His voice cracked into a excited squeak. “Your gonna be in space! Maybe you’ll finally find friends among the stars. I can’t wait to meet a whole bunch of space aliens. They’ve gotta be out there. They just gotta!” He murmured in excitement to himself. He laid back, trying to relax in the cramped space, as he listened to 80’s rock music, and thought about aliens.
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A entire hour and a half had passed, before suddenly, in their hiding places, Gaz and Dib felt the a great thundering shudder run through the ship. Gaz opened her crate a sliver, and peered through it. The ship shuddered a second time and then, with the ferocity of an earthquake, it began to lift up off the ground. A message sounded blatantly throughout the entire ship “Departure in 10 minutes. Please ensure that you are in a secured area and buckled into a seat. Ensure that all luggage and cargo is properly sealed and buckled down.” The message repeated every minute. Dib could feel his guts twisting in excitement. This was it. He was actually going to space. “No turning back now.” He whispered in excitement. Gaz closed her crate and wiggled back down into the packing peanuts. “Here we go.” She murmured.
The final take off message sounded.
“Ship clear for take off. Ascension in-“
“10”
“9”
“8”
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“High speed take off initiated!”
The ship rumbled and quaked and tilted up into the sky. Dib and Gaz were both shocked out of their minds as the ship gave a furious jerk forwards, blasting off into the sky at an unnatural speed. Within mere minutes, the ship had pierced the earth’s atmosphere and entered outer space. Dib could feel himself slamming into the walls of the crate, being knocked around until his head smashed into the top of the crate, knocking him out cold.
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Dib woke sometime later, his crate open, and his sister peering inside, a look of genuine concern upon her face. His eyes fluttered open and he groaned in pain. Why did his head hurt? “Gaz?” He mumbled. “You got knocked out.” She explained quickly. “Come on! Get up. We have to hide.” She carefully helped her brother up, and he winced in pain, touching the top of his head gingerly. “Gaz. I still need to go to the bathroom.” Dib sighed. “Sheesh, I’m surprised you didn’t pee yourself or something.” His sister merely pointed to the end of the entire storage room. “I explored. The bathroom is to the left.” She said. Dib bolted in that direction while Gaz shook her head, sighing in exasperation. She turned and took her brother’s backpack out of the crate, and then closed it up to ensure that no one would be suspicious.
“Well we made it. We’re actually in space.” Gaz said, somewhat in relief. “Now all we gotta do is explore it. And not get caught being here. I’ve only ever been grounded twice, it’s not happening again.” Gaz walked in the general direction of her brother, looking around at the never ending rows of crates. There were bound to be people coming back here soon, it was only a matter of time. After a few minutes she reached the bathroom and waited for her brother. “Uuuugh I threw up in there Gaz... I didn’t think I had anything left in me..” Dib groaned, coming out of the bathroom. “Ok? I didn’t need to know that. We need to find a new place to hide. Let’s get going.” Gaz handed Dib his backpack and started walking towards the nearby exit, that led up to the docking bay.
The Docking bay was just as enormous as the cargo storage room, and the hangar for small ships was filled to the brim with as many as could possibly fit. All of them were small one to four person starships. “We’re not gonna hide in one of these are we?” Dib asked. “Just for now we are. Nobody is coming back here I don’t think.” Gaz opened the hatch to a four person ship and hopped inside, waiting patiently for Dib, who seemed unsure of whether this was a good idea or not. He reluctantly hopped on board the ship and looked around. It was the size of the living room at home and had a singular pilot seat in the front. In the back were two large seats on either side that had a safety bar above it, like one they pull down over your head on a roller coaster ride, along with seatbelts for extra safety. Then further in the back there was an emergency escape hatch on the floor, and a strange computer nearby with a circular pad built into the floor. Gaz went over to the pilot seat and sat down. “Oh man I like the feeling of this, I think I might wanna fly this sometime.” She said, observing the controls with interest.
Dib closed the hatch and then walked over to the computer in the back and stood on the circular pad, after dropping his bag on the floor. The computer fired up without Dib having to touch it and a red light began to scan him up and down. “Whoa what’s going on?” He tensed up, confused and somewhat nervous. “Scan complete! Please customize your suit on the screen.” The computer beeped. Gaz turned to look at her brother. “What are you doing?” She asked. “Whoa. I think this thing makes space suits!” Dib said, leaning in to look at the computer screen with interest. “Space suits!? Well when your done being a cosmic dork, it’s my turn! Might as well be stylish in space, right?” Said Gaz.
Dib started looking at suit options with interest. “How about something that breathes? I don’t wanna be in a suit that’s going to make me sweat to death!” He said. A color wheel popped up after tapping the suit option. “Um obviously I want it to be dark blue. Wait a minute, there are pattern options? Ooooooh I like the jagged side stripes.... what?! You can customize the pattern color too? This is amazing.” Dib continued on until he stopped at something that almost made him cry tears of joy. “Oh my god... Gaz come over here and look at this!” He cried out. Gaz leapt off the pilot seat, concerned that something was wrong, her brother sounded like he was on the verge of tears. “What?! What is it?!” She asked in blatant alarm. “Gaz look!” Dib pointed to the computer screen. “The suits can have built in binders!” He said, obviously trying not to cry, and very much failing to do so. “Wow. That’s pretty inclusive.” Gaz said, letting a genuine smile break across her face.
Dib removed his glasses for a moment to wipe the tears away, and then tapped the option excitedly and completed his suit. “Processing... Processing... PROCESSING....” The computer let out a soft ding and a small tray opened with a fresh and neatly folded up spacesuit. Dib picked it up and looked it over appreciatively, running his hands across the smooth and soft material. A holographic curtain popped up while he changed. “Hey I didn’t notice, but this thing has built in boots too. Fucking sweet.” The curtain came down once he was done, leaving him behind with all his clothes on the floor. He collected his clothes up in a ball and stuffed them into his bag, before hopping off the floorpad and staring at himself in deep appreciation. “This thing is really comfy!” He said, happily.
“Okiedoke, my turn!” Gaz hopped onto the floor pad and the computer scanned her. She customized her suit to be black with magenta and purple stripes slanting up and down either way across the front and back, as well as two dark purple diamond shapes over her shoulders. Both her and Dib’s suits were fingerless and had a sealed zipper down the chest and belly, that stopped just above the lower abdomen. “Wow this IS comfy!” Gaz said, doing a twirl after changing and stepping off the pad. “Right?!” Dib said, while putting his black trench coat back over the top of his suit, because there’s no way he was gonna stop wearing it. No way in hell. It was his favorite thing ever. He still kept his old small one from when he was twelve, in a box underneath his bed. Not even Gaz knew about it.
“This is an adventure. I’m having fun right now.” Dib said, with his big dorky smile. “I think we might have a good time out here!” Gaz said. “I mean we won’t be able to talk to dad for awhile, but we’ll still have fun!” She continued on. “I’ve been ready for space adventures my whole life. I think I’ve just made a fantastic decision, to not go back to earth. Well ok maybe I’ll visit and stuff, but I am definitely going to spend the rest of my life in space, and I haven’t even seen it all yet!” Dib said with excitement and vigor. He felt ready for anything and everything!
#invader zim#fanfiction#Dib#Gaz#trans boy dib#feral AU#my writing#wildstorm45 writes#transphobes don’t interact#I enjoyed writing this chapter#dear god I hope I proof read this enough times#I really hate posting something and then#going back and reading it#and having there be typos#it irritates me to no end#don’t worry yall#feral Zim is on the way#Can I still tag this as ZaDr if Zim isn’t in this chapter?#oh well it’s getting tagged#ZaDr
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This was all I could picture when I read the feral bugs reacting to fences post/ Zim chewing his way through the fence. (Very Zim-thing to do lol)
And the cry sounds like this
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I just wanted to draw Zib recieiving some love with aaaa
#zib#zim#dib#dib membrane#invader zim#invader zim comics#invader zim issue 49#found family#kinda of#zadf#zazf#you can look it in a shippy way if you want tho#zadr#(?) kinda???#zazr#anyhow#i love zib#he is the feral boi i wanna hug and put on my pocket#my art#may art
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I was talking with @feral-zim and @catsplosionxd abt cartoons from our childhood bc i found a cartoon streaming site and I ended up watching and liveblogging the final episode of johnny test and i feel like i aged 40 years
#god almighty not even my adhd can help me figure out whats going on here#watching this 7 minute episode left me with nothing but questions and a vague sense of unease#like the way reading an HP Lovecraft short story makes you feel#I used to think i knew what my sleep paralysis demon was#but now im certain that my sleep paralysis demon is johnny test#jesus fuck#johnny test#shitpost#hitablogs#feral-zim#fandom-mutt#catsplosionxd
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so how bout dat florpus u guys
didn’t have time for new doodles but have some old ones to commemorate the return of my boys from their war
#trans girl zim#membrane toaster#stargazer dib#there is absolutely no way to explain these soo uhhh#don't ask#i just really wanted to post some zim#that movie restarted my whole life#i think im gonna be ok guys#*gir voice*#it's all gonna be okaaaay#invader zim#enter the florpus#doodles#crack#real glad membrane is finally a Good Dad#my boi dib gets all the love he really deserves#finally christ#blessed#zim is a feral bastard and will always be my fave disaster child#gir wins every good boy award possible#and gaz w character development can own my heart#all i ask#is you bring my daughter tak back from her war#pls#her ship is great but she's better#thx jhonen
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Galaxy Days Chapter 6: Autopilot and Instincts.
Along with Gir, Dib reunites with Zim among the unfamiliar space in their kidnapper's spaceship as they work together to try and find a way to escape. Except they're both heavily injured, Gir gets tazed out of commission, and Zim isn't quite Zim, rather he's stuck in the autopilot 'safemode' the Pak initiates in order to protect the Irken, and to destroy anything it might perceive as a threat.
Wordcount: 15,350+
This chapter contains some heavy gore, violence, feral behavior, ect. Please read the tags and enjoy!
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hi!! i saw the arc 2 art with zib and dib of shandzii’s that you posted and was curious if there was any more art from arc 1 that wasn’t posted due to spoilers? if not thats okay! i really love your fic and your writing and i look forward to reading more!
Oh goodness me there was a shit ton of art that just stayed between us and never went on Tumblr. Credit as always to the lovely and talented @shandzii. <3
I’ll give a little bit about each.
So this was during the phase when we were just kinda playing around with shit for Zib to say, and what would be fun. I think I suggested that Dib would be concerned and hence the second image. God look at this dumbass. Fucking. Feral bastard child.
Obvi the reuniting. The cuties. Zim and Dib’s proto-outfits are seen here. They got fancier later but eh. I still think that they’re adorable. How could they not be?
Hahah Count of Monte Cristo go brrrrrr. But no joke that song was another factor in the au. I sent “every day a little death” to Shands and we gushed about the soundtrack back and forth for a solid day and a half. Good times. But Zib’s really out here trying to pull that stunt. Disgraceful.
Ok this one. For context, Zim does not know about Dib yet. Or the mirror ig. So he just said the literal worst thing without knowing. Fun fun times. Zib’s plotting for revenge internally. Still kinda sad I never figured out where to put this in the fics, but what can you do...
Aaaand here you can see that we initially made Zib out to be a much bigger creep than he turned out being. He got toned down thankfully. Still love that fucking dress though. Top tier.
Pretty self explanatory. Look at these precious boys. Little enemies. Zim picked up his potty mouth from Red and you can’t convince me otherwise. Come on. He’s a bad influence and we all know it.
Ah so this was during the “Zib cursed Zim to only be able to go 10 ft or so” phase. I cut a lot of that time because I really wasn’t sure what to do there? And again Zib is just. The fucking worst here. We did keep him dolling Zim up in dark colors but just in a... different way. After the Incident™.
Aaaaaand this. *clicks tongue* This. So... this was the art that sparked the first writing (which ended up being chapter 4 of shattered trust) and you can see the details that remained. Obviously Zim’s eyes aren’t entirely blue like that in the fic otherwise I feel like way more people would have had questions. Still. This was where it started. At least the main writing.
He-her. Hhhhhhh. I love she... My empress.... She may or may not have an anime villainess laugh. Who can say. I can say that I’ve done some voice acting for her, and will probably post it. Eventually.
And the beans dancing. This was before I clarified how old Dib and Zim were in A Royal Dance and we just had the idea of them falling for each other. Shand’s coloring never ceases to amaze me really. I can’t believe that we got to work together on this, and that this whole fucking thing was real. How was this real? I don’t know.
#zib#zadr#royalty au#Invader Zim#aaaa#I can't think about this au without getting feelings#fuck#aaaaaaa#melody rambles#there might be more floating around somewhre#somewhere
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Happy Birthing Day
(Dibs POV)
It's your 20th birthday and Zim insists that you get in his Voot Cruiser because he has a surprise for you. You're reluctant at first but curiosity gets the best of you, so you join him. Climbing your way in was a lot harder than you thought it would be but once you're in Zim hardly waits for you to get settled before blindfolding you and taking off, breaking into the stratosphere at fast speeds. After a brief moment the Voot begins to settle and you feel that it is now hovering calmly. Zim is the first to break the silence as he steps away from the pilot console, leaving you there as he makes his way to the back of the Voot Cruiser. "If you wait any longer to take the blind fold off Dib-human, you'll miss the surprise. Do not waste Zim's efforts or I'll shoot your huge head out of the airlock." You snatch off the offending fabric that was obstructing your vision to shoot him a glare, focusing on the reflection of Zim against the Voots windshield; he had a softened expression on his face and a small smile which was very uncharacteristic for Zim. For a moment it looked as if magenta eyes had met yours and were staring back at you through the reflection. The idea makes your heart skip a beat and you feel your cheeks heat up; clutching at your chest to still your fast beating heart. You bring your attention to the beautiful sight painting itself outside of the Voot Cruiser but can't help but be distracted when you hear Zim mutter. "This filthy planets pollution is so thick, Zim had to fly through its weak inferior stratosphere just to bring you here." Huffing out a breath before speaking in a triumphant tone with a smirk on his lips. "It took weeks of scouting to find the best location but that is to be expected as Zim is superior and will only ever provide the best for yo-" He abruptly shuts his mouth to cease the complaints and confessions from spilling out further, fidgeting in a flustered manner with a few blueprints he has on a mini workstation next to him but that doesn't last long. You chew at the bottom of your lip and choose to take a chance while he's not looking; managing to sneak another glance at his reflection. This time his arms are crossed, antennae are perked up and twitching. But before you can cast your attention back to the scene outside of the Voot, the hot intensity of magenta eyes catches your warm amber pools. There is a spark in Zims eyes; something you've never seen before. His gaze felt feral and passionate, almost like it could be look of desire but mixed with something else. The intertwined gazes between you both lasts only for a moment despite it feeling like forever. Zim is the first to look away shyly as he taps his foot against the Voots hard metal floor with vigor and murmurs something in Irken. This sends butterflies fluttering around in the pit of your stomach and makes your pulse race, you've always secretly adored the attention he gave you and how his eyes were always watching you and only you. Zim must have noticed your elevated heart rate because his antennae were now dancing in your direction, but he catches himself and flattens them down with his clawed hands before straightening his posture and clearing his throat; boldly announcing in a very Zim way "Happy Birthing Day, Dib-worm."
(Dibs gift)
The author of this work is @virago-777
#zadr#zadf#iz zadr#iz zadf#invader zim#dib membrane#zim and dib#zim x dib#IZ#iz#Tall Dib & Tall Zim#aged up#fanfic#drabble#oneshot#writing#writers and readers#sfw#no smut#fluff#pining#mutual pining#Spotify#Zadr fanfic#zadr fanfiction#Zadf fanfic#zadf fanfiction
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Invader Zim Series Finale: Invader Dib
After the events of Enter the Florpus, Dib once again frantically tries to prove the existence of aliens. He creates a machine that launched a football into space and eventually hit another Irmata that wasn't on route towards Earth. Noticing this, Zim quickly takes action.
The Resistance, a group of banished Irkens much like Zim, are eager to take over Zim's mission. The alien finds himself in trouble, only this time, he's not alone. With the help of a mysterious cloaked girl, Zim and Gir prepare to go to war with these feral Irkens.
Invader Dib was a rumored ending way before the show cancelled. While Jhonen confirmed he liked the idea of Gaz and Zim in InvaderCon ll (2012), there was no official ending. I tried my best to draw what it could look like after the events of Into the Florpus while adding it's own twists.
#invader zim#invader dib ending#zim#invader zim gaz#zagr#gaz membrane#zim x gaz#gaz x zim#i might make an animatic of this if I had time#but I probably won't sigh
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