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Consider this ask as an opportunity to ramble about anything related to your crossoververse you want (whether it be POP members you haven't discussed yet in detail, any plot ideas you have, whatever). I LOVE this big au thing and your art so much I just wanna stuff it in my cheeks like a hamster istg.
Ah geez, I prefer y’all being more specific because idk what aspects you guys are interested in, but I will figure something out here! I’m just gonna give random facts about the characters
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- Princess developed an interest in robotics in high school. Her dad cut her allowance after her villainous deeds put a bad name to his business. She was beyond pissed about it at first, but she learned the importance of reward through hard work. She would rebuild her power suit herself and realized she actually likes this tech stuff. She’s now a member of the Support Guild with Dexter and Zim
- Buttercup is in a long distance relationship with Marie Kanker. By long distance I mean she needs to fly like another two extra seconds to reach her town and they hang out.
- Dipper and Pacifica had a long and annoying “will they won’t they” thing until he moved into the city. Even now his crushes are messy cause he likes Dib who’s already in a relationship, so he dated Princess BRIEFLY both to ignore his feelings for Dib and because Princess reminded Dipper of Pacifica. It’s a mess dude, MESSY
- Mabel will have at least two partners cause she’s poly and deserves it, but I still don’t know who her partners will be (I am open to ideas)
- Spoilers but Mac and Bubbles will be the first of the main couple to get married. The wedding’s at Fosters, Bloo is the ring bearer, Blossom and Buttercup are bridesmaids, Dexter and Dib are the best men, Terrance is not invited
- Mac uses his sugar rush as a power boost on the off chance he’s called into the field, but it’s a “use for emergency” kind of deal cause he’s also a loose canon when on sugar and could cause more damage on accident.
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If you headcanon 80-100, what is your interpretation of that? Because Zim certainly doesn't come across to me as being near the end of his life or even past his physical prime. So would you say it's more like Elves or jellyfish where Irkens don't really age after reaching adulthood? Like he's just amassed a lot more life experiences than most Irkens because most Irkens are from earlier generations and relative to them he is ancient, (not that his maturity reflects this). He just somehow managed to outlive most other Irkens of his generation through sheer dumb luck, cause usually Irkens die in battle or from workplace accidents long before they reach Zim's age.
I think that would be an interesting angle to consider. Especially when you take into account the Dookie Loop Horror and how both Zim and Dib could've been in there longer than any beings in the universe have ever lived without aging (or maturing).
Personally, I always interpreted Zim as in his early 20s. It's the age Jhonen was when he made the show and Zim comes off to me as someone who's just gotten out of school/boot camp and gone out into the real world for the first time full of naive ambition and optimism, blind patriotism, and a lot of xenophobia due to lack of exposure to anything outside the bubble he was kept in for most of his life. He hasn't yet become jaded by the crushing realization of how broken the system is. He's still young and dumb enough to still believe all the propaganda of how great the Empire is and that qualified people who know what they're doing are running it, and eager to be exploited by the promise of an eventual reward for hard work and loyalty to a system that regards him as nothing more than a lump of coal to fuel the machine.
Also, you would be surprised at how early your body starts to fail on you and Zim shows no signs of any age-related health concerns. He very much seems to still be in the "can get run over by a semi and walk it off" life stage, rather than the "sprained my wrist scooping ice cream that was too hard" life stage.
Okay, so we know canonically Zim is ‘older than any human alive’ and a grown adult by Irken standards. But ‘adult’ is a pretty general term that encompasses a lot of different age groups. So, Headcanon Survey!!
Would love to hear your reasonings in the tags!
#invader zim#i was 27 the first time i threw my back out#and i've never been the same since#zim breaks his spine every other episode#and never complains of aches and pains unrelated to an immediately recent injury#you can't convince me that he's a day older than 25 max
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I finished the accidental shirtless Dib and drew a less slutty Dib
#invader zim#invaderzim#iz#invader zim au#dib invader zim#dib membrane#invader zim fandom#invader zim fanart#zadr#i relate to zim and crush hard on the dib#dib#dib smell#Dib baby#slutty dib#Dib is my boyfriend#this is my boyfriend.#i love him
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I got a question, are zim and starboard kinda friends? One of the other asks has starboard ask zim for some help with something, and they both seem alright mostly.
Starboard "Zim figuratively, crimped my antenna when I first met him. His ego can be unspoochable and the property damage to the hive and forge and… yeah. Zim is an…ass? Is that the word? That sounds right. He can be a huge, abrasive ass, but he's grown on me. He's fascinating sometimes. His confidence is to be admired, for sure.
He's very tech savvy and he has more ingenuity than any drone I've ever met. Hof and Ferocity and a few others still think Zim is a pest and he can't be trusted. Half of us are still convinced we should boot him out before he caves the entire hive in on our heads.
It's impossible to get a word in edge wise around here, but I think maybe we should go easier on him. We didn't exactly give Zim a warm welcome when he and the Dib-human first landed here.
He’s trying to do less damage. To his credit, there have been 0 Zim-related disasters since he returned with the Sage. He tries to help us repair what he breaks. Maybe his loyalty isn't with our hive or not entirely. That's as much our fault as it is his. He respects Mem at least. He does what she asks of him so I think he’s trustworthy. He deserves a second chance.
It's hard to defend him. He speaks down to the rest of us. He thinks we're backwards. It stinks to admit and I'm the only one willing to, but we COULD learn a lot from Zim. We SHOULD. We should try to do things his way; be more worldly, tech-savvy and... Zim-like.
I really want to know more about Irk, the empire and space beyond this horrible rock. Zim knows all kinds of things we don’t; things Mem and the Sage won't tell us…or they just don’t know either. That wouldn't shock me.They've been out of touch with the empire and the greater galaxies for centuries now.
If we could learn to work with Zim and he could learn to respect US, his knowledge and skills could help us make this hive… LIVABLE! Personally, I would kill for a fully equipped PAK like a real Irken. Wings suck; they tire out quickly and rip. Metal is durable. Metal is STRONG. I want the modern tech and medicine and conveniences normal Irkens have!
If he srays here with us and we can convince the Resisty to donate the right materials, Zim could build a working ship; maybe a defense system. Who knows what else.
I would settle for tagging along on orbital recon or supply runs, but eventually I want to leave the hive for good. A lot of us really want to leave, we just can't say anything to Mem. It would crush her. She tries… we all try, but this planet isn't a good home. The days are long and blinding bright, the nights are short and treacherous and twice a year it gets soooo cold. Yes, we survive here, but we are NOT thriving. After awhile that gets exhausting. Zim might be our way out one day. We can hope.
I suspect Zim will ditch this hive when a better opportunity comes along. When I build up the nerve, I'll ask him to bring me with him; show me Foodcourtia or Casino-Major-- Somewhere fun, with a completely mechanized terrain, a comfortable artificial atmosphere and a Vortian tonne of snacks. He could rip off my primitive wings and replace them with my own leg-equipped PAK... I imagine he could and would, if I stay on his good side. That would be NEAT…
Not entirely sure if I'm on Zim's good side or bad side. Too nervous to ask. Zim is a difficult drone to read. Social cues are lost on me in most cases. I stopped messing with him a while ago, so good side, I assume. The others are learning to back off finally. Just going to wait for him to acknowledge me."
[Excuse Starboard. He's rarely this talkative.
The potential for a friendship is certainly there. Zim has a lot of trust/ loyalty and ego issues to work through, but still, there is potential. Haven't explored the character dynamic between Zim and Starboard much. Something to explore further.]
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Dib for the character headcanons? :)
My son boy!! 💜💜
1. Sexuality: I think he’d be pan!
2. Otp: Dagr (Dib and Gretchen!) I think they’d be really cute together, and she obviously has a crush on him as shown in the Tak episode.
3. Brotp: Zadf (Zim and Dib) I love them eventually becoming friends once Zim gives up on trying to destroy earth. Dib shows him how to be a normal human and earth culture while Zim teaches him about Irk and space.
4. Notp: Hmm, I guess zadr? I just view them more as friends *shrug*
5. First headcanon that pops into my head: ah, this is a sad one, but that boy definitely has depression. He’s constantly harassed by his peers and neglected at home, his creativity is often stifled as well. It’s not a good environment, especially for a child.
6. One way in which I relate to this character: oh boyyyy, not to get depresso expresso on main, but I know the feeling of thinking the world is against you and that no matter how hard you try it will never be enough to please everyone. He’s one of my comfort characters for a reason. I’m also into spooky stuff.
7. Thing that gives me second hand embarrassment: Dib’s a little...eccentric, bless his heart. He tends to overreact and freak out a lot, often making himself look foolish.
8. Cinnamon roll or problematic fave: Cinnamon roll!
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A Fond Farewell
[ @chances-r-high @addie-bear @queen-of-lazuroth @son-of-an-invader @dib-adrift @zimerstellar ]
“Let me tell you what I wish I’d known, when I was young a dreamed of glory. You have no control who lives, who dies, who tells your story.”
They searched…
And searched…
And searched…
All of it to no avail…
Chance was at his wits end. Not even in office for a week and his senate was already arguing about what to do here. He tried his best to pay attention, to give some sort of answer that was satisfactory, but he was in a fog. Not only had he lost...so many people he cared about, people who were the only family he’d ever known, but now he and Addie weren’t speaking after she’d tried to go to Dwicky’s cell to literally beat information out of him.
“Senator Urso has a point,” he heard Destiel say in one of his moments of clarity. “High Chancellor when you came into office we had the understanding that 857-b’s Irken Empire would become a valuable ally. Now that they are lost not only is that no longer a possibility, but now the citizens are even more uncertain of their futures.”
Chance glared at her, looking her dead in the eye. “Lord Iris and I have had our team working painstakingly to find the collider. We’ve interrogated Dwicky several times, who, unsurprisingly, has been unhelpful. But we’ll find it. Don’t you worry.”
Senator Wark scowled. “This would be much faster if you, perhaps, gave Dwicky a plea bargain-”
“I am not giving him a plea bargain just so he can weasel his way into hurting more people!” Chance snapped, giving the entire Senate a severe look. He balled his hand into a fist. “That’s enough for the day. My decisions on how we handle the collider situation are final. As for the efforts to...figure out what happened to the Glit- 857-b…” he took a deep breath. “I want to make it very clear that this is not an easy decision. They are my mate’s family. My family. But...I think we can say we’ve tried our best with no results.” He nodded and cleared his throat. “Meeting adjourned.”
None of the Senators argued, all rising from their seats and leaving. Chance didn’t get up right away, running a hand through his hair, clutching it tightly in his fists.
What else could they do but move on from here?
No matter how much they didn’t want to…
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Chance’s new position certainly had its perks. With the money he had acquired along with the Denivars, they managed to put together quite the display. The solarium of the newly christened Metallah was nowhere near as grand as the huge forest that could once be found on the Glitter Massive. But it was bright and lush with plants and flowers, especially since Chance had made it a personal project to give it some good T.L.C. Anything for a good distraction.
All they had were photos of them, because of course there were no bodies to bury or burn. But still...they all agreed that they wanted to say goodbye somehow. They needed closure. One of Chance’s publicists tried to make it a public affair but he absolutely refused. He was not going to use this tragedy to his family to win points with the masses.
A huge table was set up at the front of the solarium, littered with huge, leafy plants. Along with that each individual photo was surrounded by flowers in the color that represented the person within. The one exception was the joint picture of Alexx and Miguel, which was surrounded in both yellow and violet blooms. It was the only photo they had of the babies.
In front of the table was a small riser covered in candles of different shapes and sizes. All of them were lit, the flickering lights catching the glittery tablecloth behind them. There were even more pictures here. Of Beast, Keef, Red and Zim. Of Pur and Mika. Of Xander with either group. Of all of them. Various ones that included the people present here now. They had asked Jaime if he would like to be here for Nightmare Keef, but he had refused. Midge couldn’t help but feel a deep sadness at that, seeing as the rest of them didn’t know the other red-head that well.
For the longest time...they were quiet, just staring at the display. Midge had her face buried in Stellar Dib’s chest, crying softly as Dek petted her hair. The hybrid himself wasn’t doing much better, his hands shaking as he attempted of comfort his wife. Stellar Zim noticed, and tentatively reached over for Dek’s free hand. The hybrid froze for a moment, looking back at the Irken, but he didn’t pull away. In fact he gave Zim’s hand a small squeeze.
Addie couldn’t speak. If she spoke to anyone she feared she’d break. She hated being weak. Hated feeling broken. But...she was weak and broken. Yet she couldn’t bring herself to seek the comfort she desperately needed.
Chance shifted his feet. He despised the silence. It didn’t feel right to him. These were people they had all loved, people who had helped them, who they had helped in return. People who had become so ingrained in all of their lives. Standing here not saying a thing…? That didn’t feel right at all.
So...Chance started to speak…
“I thought Beast hated me when we first met,” he began, not looking at anyone. “Actually, he probably did. With...really good reason, heh. Zim though...I don’t know. Maybe he disliked me at first but...he seemed to be one of the first who thought I...had a chance.” He smiled at the pun.
“Keef and I...related a lot more than I would have ever expected. I wish...I wish we’d had more time. Could’ve had a sword fight or two, ha.
“Red he...I remember before Addie and I were officially together. I think. He asked me to start talking to the Galactic Alliance planets. Figure out if we had any allies. He believed in me. He wasn’t the first but...something about that moment stuck with me. This...so-called fearsome ruler that my father hated so much...I was the clone of his enemy and he believed in me.” He sniffled.
“And, hell, Xander was just a kid! He...he had so much potential a whole life ahead of him! And...and Miguel. And Alexx…” He set his jaw. He wasn’t going to be able to control himself. “Alexx’s middle name was Chance. Why Mika and Pur thought is was good idea to name their kid after me...I don’t know, heh.” Hiccup. “I don’t think I got to know Purple well enough, but he was...he was always kind. And logical. But also a badass underneath all that. And Mika… No offense, Midge, you taught me a lot but...whatever you couldn’t he filled in the blanks.” The tears were falling from his eyes. “They named their damn kid after me…”
After that there was another small silence. And then, Dek began to talk.
“I didn’t know any of them that well until Red took Zim.” He snorted. “Funny how that’s all water under the bridge now.” He furrowed his brow. “Beast was the first I got to know. He was...I won’t lie he was a dumbass. But...after spending time with him...I sort of decided he was my dumbass.
“I honestly...never thought I would like Red. Hell, I never thought I could even tolerate being in his presence. But...seems like we were just meant to be allies...and friends. Charming bastard.” He chuckled for a moment but it was shaky. “Keef was...really something. Very sweet. Amazing sword fighter. Few people can take on my wife and live to tell the tale, haha. They...they named their kid after me, too. Miguel’s middle name was...was Dek. I mean...can’t blame them. Great name and all.” He choked and had to take a minute to recompose.
“Xander was...a good kid. He...fucked up pretty badly. But...I guess I’ve known a few of those. People who fucked up pretty badly but then worked to be better people…
“Purple...the first time I met him...he helped us. I still don’t understand what his reasons were at the time...but he helped us. And...he...reminded me - us - of someone else we lost. Someone very important to us.” He cleared his throat. “And Mika...if not for him I...I wouldn’t have this eye.” He reached up and touched the amaranthe colored one. His chest immediately tightened and he gritted his teeth.
“I chose this color for my brother,” he said, his voice immediately cracking. “I...I never had a brother before. But Zim...I don’t know what it was but...I just knew I needed to protect him. I just knew I was gonna be...gonna be stuck with him for the rest of my life.” He tried so hard to stop the tears, but it was too late. “I just knew I was gonna have to watch my back every day for when some horrible glitter attack-”
For the first time in Dek’s life, he was openly sobbing in front of people that weren’t Midge. His sydark felt like it had been ripped from his body and crush under someone’s boot. He hadn’t been able to protect them this time. He hadn’t been able to protect his brother.
“I’m...I’m sorry,” he choked, doing his best to calm down. He felt a gentle hand on his shoulder and looked over and saw Stellar Zim. His eyes were gently and caring, as if to say “It’s okay. Let it go it’s okay.” Dek couldn’t help but pull the Irken into his chest wrap an arm around him, leaning down and crying silently into his shoulder.
Zim was shocked by the gesture, but he didn’t pull away. In fact he reach up and put a hand behind Dek’s neck, giving it comforting little scratches.
Another silence. It was as if no one wanted to say anything now. As if truly saying goodbye meant the end.
“I once took Xander to the carnival,” Addie finally said. Her voice was so shaky. She’d already been crying for days. “It was...so much fun. Just seeing his face light up from all the rides and the terrible food. He...he was something special. Adorable, even.” She sniffled. “Miguel and Alexx, too. Possibly two of the cutest smeets in the entire universe. So sweet. And so loud...at least Miguel.
“The moment I found out Zim and Dib were my uncles, it was after Dad had helped save Zim. Uncle Dib was...such a badass. So raw and brave and took no shit from anyone. He was...everything I wanted to be. Regardless of all the shit he struggled with...he really was.
“Uncle Zim was...a menace. The first real interaction I had with him I think was during what was supposed to be the Zim Wars. I joined his army...to impress a boy. He was always covering our house in stickers and sending glitter bombs.” Her lip trembled, fresh tears falling from her eyes. “But he was also so sweet and caring and...he was always there if I needed him…
“Not to long after that we met their Purple. I...I didn’t want to like him at first. But...he reminded me so much of my mentor. He even gave me a Kyber Crystal to use for upgrading my weapon. And I know how much Mika meant to Chance. And to my mom. He was...the sweetest bean to ever exist. Probably too sweet for...any universe.”
She found herself clutching the hem of her jacket. “Uncle Keef…” she hiccupped. “That last thing I said to him...was to fuck off…” She began crying openly. “Why did I even say that? I...I didn’t…” She sniffled. “He helped save me and my family and my Uncle…my Uncle Red.”
There was a long pause there. “If you’d told me almost a year ago...that I would look up to Almighty Tallest Red of universe 857-b...I would have punched you in the face.” Fuck. This...this was impossible. “He was...the second biggest asshole I’ve ever met. And also the greatest leader I’ve ever known. He was quite possibly the first person to make me feel like...I could actually do it. I could actually take down all the evil in the world. He believed in me so much. He gave me an army.” And all at once, she broke down. “And I repaid him by spitting his face just to go on some stupid mission on my own!” She covered her mouth with her hand as she began to sob harder. “I’m sorry I have to...I have to go.”
Chance watched her take off, immediately going after her. Even after making up things had been tense and awkward. Well, fuck all of that. Fuck any disagreement they ever had in the future. They’d lost so much. But they still had each other. They needed each other. And there was no way they could take each other for granted ever again.
“Addie!” he called after her. “Addie wait!”
Addie stopped when she heard Chance, not turning around immediately. Her entire body shook with the force of her sobs. She couldn’t breath she couldn’t breath she couldn’t breath.
Finally she turned around hugging herself. Slowly she lifted her teary gaze up to Chance, shaking her head. “I don’t want to say goodbye, Chance.”
Chance raced over to her, immediately wrapping her in his arms. He felt her cling to him right back. “I know. I know.”
Addie continued to cry loudly. “I don’t want to say goodbye! I don’t want to say goodbye! I want them back, Chance, I want them back!”
Chance began to cry again himself. “Me too, Songbird. Me too.”
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Dek and Midge were finally getting ready to leave the Metallah, to go back to their home at the Team Nebula base. They were beginning to wonder if the extra room would be still be necessary, considering both Stellar Zim and Dib had been sleeping in their bed with them. Still, it would be there if they wanted it. Dek just wanted their new companions to be comfortable.
“Dek?” Midge said, entering the room. She’d just been at the Med Bay to finish up Dib’s discharge papers. How many Dibs had she done that for? How many had she patched up? How many others would she lose. She shook her head. “Can we talk for a minute?”
Dek looked up for packing the bags. They hadn’t had too much teleported to them here, but it was enough to be a bit of a job. He was glad for the small interruption. “What do you need, Stardust?”
Midge bit her lip. “I’ve, um...I’ve found out the sexes of the twins,” she told him.
Dek’s eyes widened. “Oh. Have you?” They’d never talked about things like that before. Addie sort of spoiled it for them with Drun, and Addie...so much had been going on at the time. “I have a feeling there’s more to this.”
“There is.” Midge said. “I...I know you mentioned once wanting to name the next boy after your father but after...after…” She couldn’t say it. She wasn’t sure if she would ever be able to say it.
“...You want to name the smeets after them?”
“It doesn’t...have to be exactly after them. Just...names that represent them. To remember them by.” She rubbed her lower abdomen. Why did this pregnancy feel like it was going so much faster than the others? Was it because of the...circumstances of their conception? “I, uh, wrote down my suggestions for the girl, anyway.”
Dek walked over and looked at the tablet Midge was showing him. Some of the names seemed either too generic or too complicated. But two stood out to him. “I like Ruby. And Amaranthe.”
Midge nodded. “I’m glad. Those were my favorites, too. I was...I was thinking Rían Miguel for the boy…” Her grip on the tablet was tight.
Dek gently put an arm around her and pulled her close, then kissed the top of her head. “I like both of those a lot, Stardust.”
Midge nodded, burying her face into Dek’s shirt. “How are we supposed to do this, Dek?” she asked, her voice garbled by tears. “How do we live in a world without them?”
“We just...do,” Dek told her. “The ones we love are never truly gone, right? They’re...they’re right here with us. Always.” He held her tighter. “We just...keep them alive in everything we do now. We...we never let their legacy die.”
Midge snorted a bit even through her tears. “What is a legacy? It’s planting seeds in a garden you never get to see.”
Dek gave a tense nod. “...That’s right,” he said, putting a hand on her tiny baby bump. “That’s exactly right.”
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♔ - Their childhood
...my smeethood was like that of any other irken. training in the academy, finding your strengths and your profession from them. i worked hard to become the very best, alongside my peers and skoodge, who was my partner in crime back then.
they never got my name right.
...there were always some... close calls
...and it was dark for a long time
but we graduated, and we were the lucky ones
(( Zim doesn't actually remember most of his childhood because his PAK is a bit corrupted. He also deleted some of his own memories. He tried to recover them years later, but they weren’t restored properly and now they’re corrupted too. This is pretty much the jist of what he could tell you without going into the nitty gritties of trauma. ))
♕ - Their teen years
there were a few... roadblocks during my elite and invader training. i got to work on vort for a while. and i guess that was neat. it didnt last long though,,,im an irken warrior, not exactly a scientist... i graduated invader training and...
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it took.. a lot of guts.. to get this mission, yanno?
♖ - Their first friend
... hes no longer here
(( Zim was Skoodge and Ming’s friend. But he didn’t exactly consider them friends at the time. He didn’t even know what a friend was. It’s not exactly something irkens value and teach. He still has trouble considering Skoodge a friend to this day. The first person Zim accepted as a friend and showed some friendliness towards was an irken by the name of Dexeb. But he’s dead now. ))
♟- The first time they knew they were in love
(( He doesn’t remember Ming so he wouldn’t remember that he kinda liked her. He’s got a tiny bit of a one sided hate-crush on Dib. He cares for Maranda a lot but because irkens are generally meh about relationships like that and their PAKs repress that part of them, he sometimes has trouble differentiating if what he feels for her is romantic or platonic. Zim and Tabitha were hate flirting really,, really hard, but then they begun having some suspicions that they might be related and now they’re both like AAAAAAAAAAAA ))
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