#invader zim smut

[xxventiswindblumexx]

can i get smut headcanons or a one shot for Invader Zim?? I’ve been looking in the dark web (wattpad and tumblr😔) and can’t find any :(

feel free to take your time, and stay hydrated and healthy!

Ofc! There is a lack of Zim content 😭 I written a one shot for Zim! Been awhile but hope I'm still as good 🥺

Fem! Reader x Zim

⚠WARNING⚠:Abduction, Ovipositor, breeding, Eggs, Smut

Zim skulked around his laboratory, his large, crimson eyes narrowed as he scanned his control panel with a devious focus. A recent wave of human interactions had sparked a new curiosity in him: “pairing” was something entirely foreign to Irkens. They were made for conquest and war, with no distractions or attachments. And yet, he saw it in humans everywhere—such bonds, so distractingly nonsensical, so… intriguing. How had these Earthlings managed to thrive with so much… emotion?

And then there was you.

Zim had observed you with interest, though you were quite unlike that Dib human with his ridiculous obsession with proving Zim’s “alien-ness.” No, you were different. Your fascination with extraterrestrial life was genuine, without that irritating need to capture or expose. It was peculiar, almost foolishly open-minded… but it had given him an idea.

“Gir!” Zim called out, his voice sharp but with a hint of excitement. Gir appeared out of nowhere, somersaulting into view with his usual enthusiasm.

“Yes, my lord?” Gir squeaked, holding a taco he’d somehow acquired without leaving the base.

“Prepare the ship!” Zim declared, his eyes gleaming. “We have a mission of… abduction!”

Gir’s eyes sparkled. “Ooooh! Abduction! Who we grabbin’, Zim? Is it the big-headed boy?” he asked, bouncing up and down.

“No, no, no!” Zim scowled, gesturing wildly. “This human isn’t a pest like Dib! This one… this one actually seems to like aliens!” He hissed the last word as if it were the strangest revelation in the world.

Gir gasped, his eyes widening. “They like aliens?” He threw his arms around Zim in excitement. “Yay, new friend!”

Zim pushed him off, huffing in irritation but unable to hide a smirk. “Yes, yes! Now, enough hugs! We must do this with precision and stealth!” He climbed into his tiny spaceship, Gir clambering in beside him, still clutching his taco and humming with glee.

Moments later, you were standing in your room, stargazing through your window, unaware of the ship descending toward your neighborhood. You’d always loved the idea of life beyond Earth, imagining what otherworldly beings might be like. But as Zim’s ship hovered silently above your house, you would soon realize that reality was much stranger than anything you could have imagined.

Before you knew it, a soft green light engulfed you, lifting you gently off your feet. Your heart raced, a mix of terror and excitement flooding your senses. This was it! A real alien abduction!

As you ascended toward the ship, you could just make out a tiny green figure with large, bug-like eyes and a big, gleeful smile—accompanied by an even smaller robot in a dog costume, waving excitedly at you.

“Welcome, human!” Zim announced triumphantly, his voice echoing dramatically. “You are now in the presence of ZIM! Fear not! I have no intentions of dissecting you… yet!”

Gir skipped around you, giggling uncontrollably. “Hi! Do you like tacos? Can we be best friends?”

Zim groaned. “Gir, compose yourself! We have a mission of SCIENCE!” But he couldn’t help glancing at you with curiosity, taking in your surprised but delighted expression. Humans were strange indeed—but maybe, just maybe, this one would help him understand them.

The base was strangely quiet as Zim guided you into a sterile-looking room, dimly lit by a few screens blinking erratically on the walls. He moved with an almost uncharacteristic calm, but his crimson eyes were alight with that manic curiosity that you’d seen in him before.

“Sit there, human,” he commanded, gesturing toward a peculiar-looking chair. You hesitated, noting the odd assortment of machinery surrounding it, each piece connected to the chair by tangles of wires. Zim’s expression held an unsettling intensity as he fussed with a few dials, muttering to himself, “Fascinating… so very odd, these humans…”

When he glanced back at you, his tone softened, though his voice still carried a slightly condescending lilt. “You should be honored, human! You are about to assist ZIM in unlocking the mystery of human ‘pairing’… and whatever purpose it may serve.”

He leaned in, examining you with those unnervingly bright eyes, his face far too close for comfort. “Humans are curious creatures… forming attachments for no strategic purpose, no tactical advantage,” he said, as if the concept itself was a foreign toxin. “And yet—there is something to it, isn’t there? These attachments… these connections you cling to.”

The alien strapped an odd, dome-shaped helmet over your head, wires dangling from its sides, some with tiny electrodes that pressed lightly against your temples. As he adjusted the helmet, he continued his monologue, almost to himself. “You Earthlings cling to each other, not because you are forced to… but because you want to. And I, the all-powerful Zim, intend to understand it.”

He adjusted a monitor beside the chair, the screen casting a soft glow over his face. “Prepare yourself, human! Zim shall now probe the depths of your mind.” His words would’ve sounded threatening if it weren’t for the strange fascination in his voice, as though he himself was teetering on the edge of some grand revelation he didn’t quite grasp.

With a flick of his clawed finger, Zim activated the machine. You felt a soft hum, a gentle pulsing of light from the monitor. The screen before him began to flash images—scenes of people embracing, holding hands, sharing close moments. As each image blinked by, Zim’s expression shifted from smug triumph to bewilderment.

“These… interactions…” he muttered, eyes narrowing. “Why would a creature seek such vulnerability? Why rely on… on another for comfort?” He practically spat the word, as if he couldn’t comprehend its meaning, and yet… something in his expression softened. His gaze flicked from the screen to you, eyes probing, intense. “Explain it to me,” he demanded, though his voice was quieter than before. “Why does your kind… choose this?”

The screen continued its cascade of images, and for a fleeting moment, Zim’s façade of unbreakable ego faltered. You could see the alien’s frustration—yet also a trace of reluctant curiosity, as if something in him was drawn to this strange phenomenon, against his own programming.

To make the setting feel more intimate while keeping Zim in character, you could gradually shift the focus from his cold, clinical approach to something that intrigues him on a more personal level. This builds tension naturally, as Zim becomes less of an “alien scientist” and more genuinely curious about you as an individual. Here’s how you could make that transition:

Zim stared at the screen, silent, as images of human intimacy—hands interlocking, gentle touches, close gazes—flashed across it. His intense eyes flicked back and forth, analyzing each scene with a growing sense of perplexity and, perhaps, the slightest hint of intrigue. For a few moments, he was still, deep in thought.

Then, as if reaching some decision, he abruptly turned the machine off. The room fell into a quiet hum, leaving only the faint glow of the monitor lighting the space between you.

Zim’s gaze shifted to you, his eyes a little softer, though still guarded. He spoke, his voice lower, more thoughtful than before. “These attachments…” he began, his usual confidence giving way to something almost hesitant, “are all a… choice? A decision you make?”

You nodded, unsure where he was leading with this question. He tilted his head, his antennae twitching as he continued to study you with that intense curiosity, but now it seemed more directed at you than the concept of “human pairing” itself.

“Humans willingly place themselves in such vulnerable situations,” he muttered, more to himself than to you. He took a hesitant step closer, his gaze flickering over you with both fascination and wariness. “They seek comfort… and understanding?” He sounded almost skeptical, as if he couldn’t quite believe that such things could be desirable.

The silence between you grew. Zim, though he usually carried himself with sharp arrogance, now seemed conflicted, unsure of how to proceed. You could sense his curiosity deepening, yet he was clearly out of his element.

“What would it…” His words trailed off, and for a moment, he just stared, a hint of vulnerability in his expression. “What would it mean,” he tried again, “for an Irken to… to attempt such an interaction?”

He sat down across from you, for once lacking his usual commanding posture. Instead, he looked almost… uncertain, a question in his eyes that he couldn’t quite bring himself to ask aloud.

“Explain it to me,” he whispered, his voice unusually soft, “this need to understand each other, to… to feel close.”

The quiet hum of the base faded into the background, leaving just the two of you in the dim glow. Zim’s sharp, alien features softened slightly in the shadows, and for the first time, he seemed to be listening, truly listening, waiting to hear your answer. This shift, subtle yet deeply personal, began to dissolve the clinical walls of his laboratory, creating a rare, vulnerable space for both of you.

“it's.. Hard to explain but.. “ you think for a moment, truly lost at the explanation yet it seemed he's so eager to know, to.. Experience it with you, it made your heart race and mind fuzzy at the thought of being with an alien.. Being with him.

“Yes.. People ‘pair’ together because they feel.. Love and trusting with them. And well, some pair for the.. Intimate expect of it” You explain the best you could we Zim seem interested in the last part “Intimate? Touching?” He spoke closing in on you, removing the helmet that he had for the machine

“Then present yourself to me, I'll be your filthy mate human” he spoke with authority as if demanding, yet you found no issue in it as his gloved hands reached out to touch your face before you leaned in to kiss him, catching him by surprise yet he kissed back, harshly too, wanting to dominate you as your invader.

He pulls you onto an examination table, the closest and clean surface as everything else is covered by machinery, his hands grip and pull at your clothing, Zim’s eyes were an intense, otherworldly red—sharp and brilliant, almost like the glow of molten metal. They held a fierce, focused light, their color shifting subtly with his emotions, flashing with irritation or narrowing in suspicion. In rare, unguarded moments, a softer glint would appear in them, like a spark dulled just slightly, as if he were capable of more than just calculated contempt.

When he looked at you now, the red had an almost hypnotic depth, somewhere between curiosity and a hint of something he couldn’t—or wouldn’t—admit. His gaze was piercing and unwavering, yet it held a new, cautious warmth, as though he were seeing you for the first time in a way he didn’t entirely understand. His leather gloves felt chillingly cold as he pulled your clothing off with a loud rip,disregarding any attachment you might've had to the outfit, now gazing down at your body with a hunger.

“Humans are..fascinating..” He murmurs as his hands down your body, groping and feeling before latching onto your neck, wanting to mark you, wanting to make you his. You couldn't help but moan and squirm under his touch, what surprised you the most was feeling something cold and wet against your thigh but before you could see what it was his lips crashed into yours, a harsh dominating kiss,his lips was cold as they mix with your warm lips.

His grip and kiss spoke volumes, he's in charge, he is your invader.

“Stay still human.. “ he spoke in a hiss, you feel the same cold feeling press against your wet hole, finally getting a look you see he had an ovipositor rather then a traditional cock. Within seconds he pushed in, his ovipositor easily slid into you with the lube like substance on it. His groans and growls muffled by your neck as he quickly picked up pace, fucking into you like an animal in heat, who knew a species made by machines could be so passionate and rough? Your moans mix with his as his ovipositor pulses, growing close he curses in his language before growling “cum with me human!” as up ur pussy clamps against his ovipositor it nestled deep within your waiting womb as you felt small gelatin like eggs push through and into your womb, after about 4 he would spurt a chilling cold cum to fill the rest of the space before pulling out. His hand holding onto your stomach, his young waiting inside

“You're mine now human~” he.. Purred almost as he held you close to him.

[paynomindtotheinsanity]

[xxventiswindblumexx]

HIIIIIII

I was wondering if you could do a part 2 or another Invader Zim oneshot or more headcanons. Only if you want to though!!

Ofc! 🥰 I'll do some headcanons this time❤

With the encouragement of my bestie I thought some up! @hitomisuzuya

⚠WARNING⚠: pregnancy and birth

Discovery and Early Reactions:

Confusion and Pride:

When Zim first realizes you're is pregnant, he might initially be baffled, even skeptical, as Irkens don’t usually reproduce in the same way. However, once he accepts it, he would be immensely proud, convinced his offspring will be the most superior smeet to ever exist.

Over-the-Top Protection:

Zim takes “protective” to a new level. He creates a series of bizarre gadgets designed to monitor the reader’s health 24/7, though they’re often uncomfortable or impractical. He insists on monitoring every little change, always declaring, “Your body must be in peak condition to produce the ultimate smeet!”

Clumsy Affection:

Despite his usual intensity, Zim tries to show small moments of gentleness, which are new for him. He’ll bring you strange Irken "snacks" he thinks are nutritious and will hover, awkwardly patting their head or shoulder to show he cares.

Preparing for the Birth:

Bizarre Nursery Set-Up:

Zim insists on building the perfect environment for their smeet, filling it with strange Irken technology and gadgets designed for optimal “growth and supremacy.” He even tries to make a “conqueror's crib,” filled with oddly shaped toys that resemble weapons, thinking it’ll prepare the smeet for a powerful future.

Irken "Rituals":

Zim talks about mysterious Irken rituals (which may or may not be real🤨) that are supposed to bring strength and resilience to smeets. He tries to adapt these rituals for you, such as making her chant Irken phrases or wear specific colors he claims have “cosmic significance.”

Obsession with Training:

Even before the smeet arrives, Zim speaks to your belly about their child’s future in conquest and Irken greatness, trying to give the smeet a “head start” in Irken knowledge, which might actually involve him ranting about the basics of invasion and tactics.

During the Pregnancy:

Constant Check-Ins and Worry:

Zim insists on checking in constantly, often in the most inconvenient ways. He’ll zap in out of nowhere, demanding updates on how the “human incubation process” is going, occasionally fussing over things he doesn’t understand but insists on controlling anyway.

Mood Swings and Patience Tests:

Zim is unused to human emotions and struggles to understand your mood swings. He tries to help but occasionally slips up, saying things like, “Stop your nonsensical crying, human! You’re growing an unstoppable warrior!” He ultimately tries to be patient, though his methods are often clumsy.

The Birth:

Over-the-Top Birth Plan:

Zim creates an entire “operation plan” for your labor, involving dramatic entrances, lasers, and Irken technology he insists will “ensure victory in birthing!” However, most of it is impractical, and when the moment arrives, he has to abandon his plans and just be there.

Unexpected Softness:

As their smeet arrives, Zim might find himself unexpectedly overwhelmed with emotions he’s never felt. He stares at his tiny offspring with wide eyes, not fully understanding his reaction but feeling an instinct to protect this little being.

Adjusting to Fatherhood:

Zim tries to teach their smeet the ways of Irken glory from day one, but he’s occasionally gentle in his own way. He awkwardly holds his smeet close, talking to them about “conquering inferior worlds” and bonding with his offspring in his own intense, proud way.

[paynomindtotheinsanity]

Chapter 22: Unraveled

Huge thanks to @abrthephantomq and @aceisew for listening to me freak out about pacing and beta reading a bunch of disjointed scenes <3

[emeraldspiral]

I only wish I was the first person to comment ZADR on this.

[spaceboibrainrot]

I need you to understand

Dib is a raging xenophile and has very dirty thoughts about zim

And Zim doesn't know what sex is

These aren't even necessarily completely made up

Dib definitely has a thing, that kid had wild fantasies

And Zim does not know what sex is

[lil-miss]

I swear to God, sometimes in this part of the fandom, I feel like I’m just my little vintage high femme self doing a silly pose in front of like a mob of alt people who are much cooler than me. And I think it’s really funny.

I’m just sitting in my corner making my girls kiss like:

✨🌸🌹Hai!! ( ´ ▽ ` )🌹🌸✨

And sometimes other people who are way cooler than me show up. 

[sketchfanda]

A Little Moxxie Love:Game On!

It was days like this that Gaz often hated the most in her dreary little life, in this middle of nowhere town. Despite the odd entertainment from her big brother trying to be a beacon of sanity and logic in a town full of apathetic morons and the presence of a total failure of a would be alien conqueror, she was finding herself bored. Absolutely bored out of her mind to a point that not even her usual outlet of video games could do anything about it. Suffice to say, she fucking hated it.

So of course a bored Gaz made for a different sort of Gaz especially at her age when puberty and hormones really hit the jackpot on her body. Not to mention left her with quite the libido which of course meant a bored Gaz made for a very horny Gaz, hence her current situation at this time. Wherein she borrowed some of her erstwhile big brother's stock of spelldrives which she had set up in a nice clear spot in her gamer den of a room, in a way that was reminiscent of a Satanic ritual. Which it pretty much was, according to the instructions on this website she found up, it was amazing what you could find online these days.

The thicc semi-shortstack gamer babe checked back and forth between her summoning circle and the copy of the ritual guide she had printed out, nodding her head as everything seemed accurate enough. Usually this sort of crap required stuff like candles and the kind of stuff witches liked to throw into their spell cauldrons, but with this all it took was the push of a button and if this worked out right, Gaz was sure to likely get some well hung demon hulk who could fuck her so hard that she would be numb and practically in an erotic coma. At least she figured that's what this ritual would give her, its guarantee was that it would produce the finest sexual lover in all of Hell itself to satisfy her sexual cravings, all without having to risk anything like her immortal soul. So what did she have to lose?

Gaz:*checks the printed out guide and instructions, making sure everything was set up as need be. Time to see what sort of standards hell had it when it came sexually satisfying a succubus.*"Alright let's see now.....huh, this stuff's like setting up that mousetrap board game, a hassle when you start but worth it once you start playing it. Lights off, circle drawn, glowsticks in place of candles...let's rock..."*The intimidating gamer girl figured she might recommend this to some friends of hers like Me-KO if this proved to be an experience worth it. Typing in the key magic words as soon her elaborate spell-drive Satanic ritual began to kick into effect.*

Her bedroom began to glow with an eerie crimson hue, violet fog flooding the floor as the spell-drives pulsed with electrical currents, power running akin to a Tesla coil as the Pentagram formed a soft tornado of red smoke. This was it, time to see what sort of horse cocked incubus or knot packing hellhound would be pounding and stretching her pussy something fierce. Only for her eagerness to deflate like a balloon losing its air as the light show ended, the crimson twister fading to reveal...AN IMP?!! That was the ideal sexual lover in all of the 9 circles of brimstone and damnation, the lowest creature on the totam pole in all demon hierarchy?!!

This of course wasn't just any ordinary imp of course but our one and only favourite resident sweet possum boi Moxxie, who had nothing but a towel around his waist as this summoning ritual happened to kick in just as he had finished showering after a recent hit. Last thing he needed was to head home with Millie and Loona while still covered in blood and viscera when next thing he knows, this shit happens AGAIN?! All the poor little guy could think was hopefully it wasn't that Joy girl again, that goth babe had been a FREAK!! He swore that Herron girl had to be a succbus in human skin as he adjusted his golden eyes to the lighting and spotted Gaz and ooh he had a feeling that look on her face made it clear first impression weren't off to a good start.

Moxxie:"Well uhm....this is awkward....have to say far as this kind of thing goes, the techno/cyberpunk approach is pretty new to me. I mean not my first time being summoned believe you me and uhm..." *Oh he was trying to break the ice, points for effort but the short-stack gamer girl clearly wasn't in the mood. As she stomped on over to him which made her sizeable tits and ass jiggle and bounce in a way that was hypnotic and just called to be ogled. Her bangs nearly covering her eyes thus hiding a fierce gaze on par with certain demon overlords, reminding Moxxie that he didn't exactly have ways to defend himself given his current state of nudity. Only for him to scream indignantly as she suddenly reached out and grabbed his towel.*"Hey now, watch it there!!"

Gaz:"Zip it short-round!! I can't believe that bullshit stiffed me like this, best lover in all of Hell my-"*Whatever no doubt profanity laden rant Gaz was about to go on came to a screeching halt soon as she pulled Moxxie's towel off. Her jaw dropping, a blush on her face as she laid eyes on the biggest, thickest COCK she had ever seen, its length and girth would make many a pornstar, black man (and especially black porn stars), even horses feel like inadequate eunuchs!! Suddenly she was starting to see that maybe the spelldrives' ritual criteria wasn't flase advertising, christ this dick wasn't even hard yet and she was still turned on. Her facial expression suddenly shifting 180 into a look of erotic thirst and raw, sensual devotion.*"Mmmm, on second thoughts maybe this will be good for both of us....Daddy...."

Moxxie:*pupils dilating to pinpricks as he felt his spine tingling, he knew that look and tone in Gaz's face and voice oh so very well. That husky tune of desire, the lusty glow in her eyes as her expression was some mix of love at first sight and bitch going into heat. From Millie to Loona, to more than a good few of his sex-friends, booty calls and what have you especially Verosika, there was no doubt Gaz had one thing on her mind and if he wanted to get back to Imp City in one piece? He had to give it to her until she could determine she was more than satisfied.*"If this is going where it seems to be....wouldn't it be more fair to not have me be the only one naked right now?"

Gaz licked her lips sensually as she puckered her lips and blew a kiss his way, giving him a little striptease show as she did a little sexy dance while starting to remove her clothes. Shooting him sultry glances over her shoulder as the shortstack cybergoth did little shakes and shimmies, making her ass clap and twerk as those meat buns rumbled with a rhythm of sexuality. Every article of clothing gone and more of her thicc, curvy and voluptuous frame exposed made the Imp's cock stir and rise to erect stiffness as Gaz's pussy drooled. Juices raining down into growing puddles on the floor to find that Imp cock was even more impressive once Moxxie got nice and hard, as she soon stood as naked as he was.

She didn't keep Moxxie waiting long to feel uncomfortable as she felt they'd admired one another's nudity long enough to stir their growing arousal and attraction, as the short-stack gamer babe closed the distance between them. The minimal height difference allowing them to press their lips together as they rode the flow of passion and primal desire guiding them as Gaz gently brought Moxxie to her bed. Helping him down as she broke their slopply lliplock, tongues dancing together one more time before a strand of saliva drifted between them as she began kissing and licking down his quite well toned torso. Especially his quite well built legs but oh the prize that stood between them was her main objective, her hand grasping that pulsing shaft as she eagerly began to pump it.

Gaz:"Mmm damn, if selling my soul was in the deal, I'd gladly pay if it meant being your sex slave for access on the regular to this. No sex toy comes this close. You must have to beat bitches off with a stick or something...."*The kinky cybergoth quipped in a husky tone, breathing in the scent of Moxxie's musk as she began to plant licks and kisses on his cock from base to tip. Especially orally worshipping his balls as she suckled on them, as if coaxing the batter within to be delicious when she would taste it. Soon sandwiching his cock between her tits as she began to stroke him off with those luscious meaty marshmallows. Tongue scooping up the pre that oozed from the tip as she sucked on the exposed portion, drowning his shaft in a lubing shower of her drool as her thighs felt all warm and sticky from her overflowing arousal.*

Moxxie:"Ahhhn, you wouldn't be the first to tell me that..the sex slave part I mean.."*The imp humbly replied to Gaz's remark, turning her on at wondering just what sort of women here on Earth and the living world were addicts to this demonic dick. His groaning music to her ears before she felt him grasp her violet hair as he began to pump and thrust his hips. Ambushing Gaz with a sudden facefuck much to her lewd delight, helping him mount her shoulders as she held onto those quite firm feeling glutes of his. Grasping her hair firmly as he jackhammered away, his length and girth making her neck bulge with hos deep he was, those balls smacking her chin as she experienced an oral preview of what awaited her pussy.*

An experience she didn't have to wait long for as soon as Moxxie had cum, the taste of his jizz on her tongue as it oozed down her throat and the feel of it staining her face and tits setting off those primal switches in her brain. Going from needing her horny itch scratched to presenting herself as a bitch in heat eager to have the Imp rut her like he wanted her to his demon babies as her bedroom, usually filled with the sounds of her playing games was now filled with the sort of sounds she'd not usually want her if she had certain videos playing. That is without her headpones but right now she was feeling too damn good to care as the walls and ceiling echoed with her deepthroated moans, the rhythm of skin slapping, loin mashing sweaty animalistic sex. The bed shaking and creaking as her newfound Imp daddy proceeded to ruin her for other men, who needed to be blacked or bleached when you could get IMPED!!

Oh how Imped she got over and over as despite what his small frame implied, Moxxie was proving unintentionally why the spelldrives' ritual designated him as the ideal lover in all of the 9 circles of the Inferno. Pleasuring Gaz's luscious, curvy shortstack body with his quite skilled hands, after all handling a woman sexually was on par with handling a firearm in requiring care and precision. To say nothing of of the depth and reach of his penetration as Gaz found even when she topped, her new Imp Daddy was king in the bedroom. Small wonder with how many orgasms she was getting compared with how many she got out of him, enough to count on one hand and still have fingers left over.

But of course he hadn't hardly ever pulled out, making sure every eruption of his shaft was going into her womb or her asshole and what's more he had stamina to keep going and stay hard!! Gaz didn't believe in love at first sight but lust at first fuck was a different story and Imp Daddy was proving it to be true and she fucking loved every second and minute of it. Posing her slutty body for his admiration whenever she rode him cowgirl style or let him push her flexibility to the limit like doing a splits as they performed a standing fuck or got twisted into a human pretzel as she was jackhammered partway between a mating press and a piledriver, working her like some sort of pornographic butter churn. The pair showing no sighs of stopping only for as long as the ritual felt was necessary or required to meet Gaz's level of satisfaction.

Minutes passed into hours as they fucked and rutted long into the night, going from missionary to doggy, pretty much any and every intimate position that ensured pleasure. The bed becoming a mess of scattered sweat and juice stained sheets as the pair finally hit their peak, climaxing simultaneously as the sun was starting to rise. Gaz kissing the imp stud passionately as he was mounted atop her, her pussy squirting as he filled her womb to excess once more, one more time before exhausting caught up to them, the pair sleeping together as the afterglow took hold of them. By the time either of them woke up, Moxxie would find himself back in the bathroom of his and Millie's apartment while Gaz found herself alone, greeted by the morning light and the sensation of being sticky and deliciously sore all over, knowing what had happened wasn't a dream.

While Moxxie of course took to finding and reassuring Millie of his whereabouts and return as well as calling Loona and some of the other girls, Gaz of course was showering as she played with herself to the memories of her newfound Imp daddy conquering her as hard as the scrubs and noobs she owned online. Before remembering that she had left her webcam on in secret, coming out as she toweled herself off to check that her secret porno stream had gone off successfully. Comments and pouring in as viewers and late comers were abuzz with questions and of course a few of them included Gaz's fellow gamer girls who were very curious as to whether or not Gaz could arrange a chance for them to meet her Imp Daddy.

The gears turned in the cybergoth's head as she made plans not only for her next erotic playdate with Moxxie, but a chance to make him quite infamous among her little social circle. Some naysayers were doubltful the whole thing had been real, thinking Moxxie was just a convincing cosplayer or some weird genetic experience her dad cooked up in his lab. Some were guys who now felt seriously inadequate, wondering how many of them could compete with a dick like that!! All the same to Gaz as she now had a new game to play offline in the real world, a little game she was going to call Get Imped....

To be continued?!!

[r0tt3n-corpse]

Okay so last post I went a little into what I’ll be posting here, this is basically just listing out the things (Honestly I’ll probably do more if asked, these are just what I can think of right now) (the fandoms I’ll write for are in last post, if fandom not stated in last post just ask because I left some out)

I will do:

Character x reader oneshots

Multiple characters x reader (poly or just multiple characters who like reader at once but not each other)

Character x reader scenarios/headcanons

Queer/T4T relationships (I’m FTM myself😼)

Nonhuman reader x character (mermaid reader, robot reader, stuff like that)

Gender neutral reader x character

Male reader x character (if requested)

Female reader x character (if requested)

Smut/NSFW (Click Here! for rules)

Angst, fluff, whatever

Character x reader headcanons

Intense topics

Things I will not do:

Abuse

Fetish content (Grape, incest.. etc. Ew.)

Weird requests??

Oh and also probably not character x character (unless poly with reader, sorry)

If you want to request something I haven’t specified on, just ask and I’ll let you know if I’ll do it! (Make sure to include the media the character is from in the request so I know who you’re talking about)

[paynomindtotheinsanity]

I drew Dib looking slightly cool earlier so now I have to post another WIP of him being a bottom

Balance has been restored

[abrthephantomq]

Chapters: 27/28 Fandom: Invader Zim Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Dib/Zim (Invader Zim), Dib & Gaz (Invader Zim), GIR & Zim (Invader Zim) Characters: Dib (Invader Zim), Gaz (Invader Zim), Zim (Invader Zim), GIR (Invader Zim), Gretchen (Invader Zim), Torque Smackey Additional Tags: Competent Zim (Invader Zim), Non-Linear Narrative, POV Second Person, POV Third Person, Older Dib (Invader Zim), Tall Zim (Invader Zim), tall is relative -- but Zim isn't like 3ft tall, Enemies to Lovers, competent Dib (Invader Zim), the author plays with punctuation in Zim POVs, I have done my best to be consistent, Mutual Pining, Slow Burn, Eventual Smut, the author is fighting for his life to get these two idiots to fuck, Top Zim (Invader Zim), Bottom Dib (Invader Zim), Complete Series: Part 1 of Encoder Series Chapter Summary:

The author no longer needs to fight for his life. :) (look at the tags)

[simping-invader]

FANFIC PART 2 :3

Ok ok so before we jump in a few things bc.. I forgot about them dhdhdhdh

• so I did completely forget about zims disguise and I tried to kind of shoehorn it in so just go along with it 💀

● it makes my life easier if the pac can be removed for however long they want so that can happen

● I am making up organ names as I go..go with it dhdhdhdhh

Ok onto the pt2!

Too hot (pt..2)

Dibs pov:

I held the gate to the pool open for zim, smiling at him, even though all i got back is a sneer as he walked inside, I had a pretty good feeling he was happy to be here in some way. His antennae gave that away. I can't tell the exact emotion, but I know that when they're down like that and curled at the end, it's something good. If he was truly upset, they would be either straight down or pointing up and bending at a pretty sharp angle. Why does he continue to pretend like he hates me, I don't know.

"Is this 'pool' always so..full?" zim complains as I close the gate behind us "on hot days like this, yeah. It might be hard to find some chairs, so keep an eye out for any zim scoffs at me in return."I have yet to see the 'fun.' " I roll my eye at him, noticing 2 empty chairs." Ah! Come one before they get stolen. " i grab his 3 fingered hand, dragging him twords the chairs and ignoring his initial protests. When we reach the chairs, i put the towels down on them, effectively marking them as ours "God I can't wait to get out of this heat." I smile, reaching for the bottom of my shirt and taking it off, folding it up neatly before grabbing my sunblock.

Zims pov:

I find myself staring when Dib removes his shirt, slathering himself with that white cream, which looks similar to the goop he gave me..was I supposed to bring that?.. I can't really care right now, unable to pull my attention away from the human. I probably look like a fool...all because of this damn! Dib-stink!.

"You gonna take off your shirt and boots? Or do you like melting in the sun? " Dibs voice snaps me out of my trance, and I can feel my face heat up from being caught watching him."tch! The great zim doesn't want to expose himself to your inferior eyes. " I spit, my gaze darting away from him. "Zim, don't be weird. It's too hot for your stubborn antics," dib sighs.

I scoff again, hesitantly reaching for the end of my invader shirt and pulling it off, taking great care to fold it up so the logo is clear and proud on the front. Next, i slip off my boots. Luckily, most of the human worm things are too stupid to notice I am missing like two extra digits on both my hands and feet. Nor do they notice I forgot my wig. These weird worms probably believe my antennae are two weird strands if hair. "So what we just..stand in the water?? Doesn't sound very fun to me. " I cross my arms, glaring at Dib, who soon has an odd grin on his face."No, we do things like this!" Before I could even question him, I feel myself being lifted from the ground, and my pac suddenly disconnected. I open my mouth to yell at him, but before I can even try and squirm to get myself down, I'm suddenly hurling into the air, quickly falling down into the water.

Panic fills my mind as I realize I can't figure out how to get back to the surface, nor can I breathe in earth's 'water'. Suddenly, bubbles swish down all around me, and a hand grabs onto me, pulling me back up before my 'lungs' could give out. When my head finally breaches the surface, I gasp out, grasping onto whoever saved me. I'm met with laughter, from whom I realized to be Dib, who was supporting me. How the humans can stay above the surface I don't know. "How dare you laugh at zim!!" I yell, only getting more laughing in response

"I guess I should have made sure you know how to swim before throwing you in." I glare at him. If it wasn't for the fact he was the only thing keeping me above the water's surface, I would kill him . "Let's get you to where you can touch." Before I can question what he means by that, we are moving to the other side of the 'pool', having to dodge other Stinky! Humans and their worm babies. Eventually, I felt the floor against my feet, and when I was able to fully stand, I pushed Dib off of me.

I must admit..the pool is much cooler in the water. "You're lucky I don't harvest your organs for that, Dib stink," I huff, having to stop myself from staring...again. somehow, he looked even better wet. His stupid hair slicked back. The stupid sun reflecting off the stupid water on his stupid skin.. Everything about him just makes me feel all... mixed up and warm.. too warm.

"You're lucky I don't turn you in at the science museum, space boy." Dib says in that teasing tone that makes my squelch throb. "I still don't see how this is fun." I huff lowly "well..you kinda need to know how to swim, I guess." Dib laughs a bit."I didn't think about that part." I start to head tword the ladder, done with this 'pool'. I mainly just want to get away from Dib before I expose myself.. annoyingly, he follows me. "Hey zim, where are you going?" I huff at him."I'm done with your 'pool'. This isn't 'fun'" I reach for the ladder, but dib suddenly grabs my wrist "oh come on! It hasn't even been 2 minutes!" He suddenly pulls me away from the ladder and closer to him. I can feel my face heat up from that, my antennae flat against his chest. "I don't care! I want to leave. " I spit out quick, jerking myself away from him. Dib sighs and once again follows me to the ladder, this time allowing me to climb out, but for some reason, coming with me. "Fine, we can leave." I stop, "we?"

This is bad. I can't get away from him if he won't let me! "Yes we, the pool isn't as fun if it's just me. " he heads over to our chairs ,beginning to dry himself off and once again, making it impossible to be near him with almost drooling."Well..can't you just go home! Leave zim alone. " I snach my towel off the chair, drying myself off as well "because I'm bored. And you can't pretend you hate me, you're antennae are a dead giveaway." I freeze. What does he mean by that.. how does he know!? Does he know?! Did gir tell him! Oh, this was not good. Maybe I can play it off. "Tch, what to you know, you're just a stupid human!"

"Well.." Dib starts, walking closer to Me for some reason. Instead of backing away, I stay frozen. My eyes widen as he suddenly grabs one of my antennae. "Well, when you're actually annoyed, they stick up, and then they bend at almost a 90° angle. If you're sad I've noticed they're more droopy, but right now they're more..curved downwards. And I've noticed that's always a positive emotion..don't know the exact emotion, but I know you're not hating this as much as you claim." He give me that damn smile, and suddenly the sun isn't the only thing melting me. "You- you know nothing! You lie!" I yell. "Whatever you say zim... Anyway if you wanna leave here, then we're going to vibe at your place" he collects our things and begins to walk towards the gate without putting his shirt on.

I have to scramble to put on my boots, following behind him. "w- you're not going to put your shirt on???" Dib shrugs, walking out of the gate."Nah. It's too hot. " it's almost like he knows what he's doing to me. "Well- can I have mine??" Dib stops, looking at me with a smirk?? "Nah, it's fine, space boy. If people aren't looking at you for being green and clearly having antenna, I don't think they'll bat an eye to you being shirtless." What was that look for! Does he know?? All I can do is follow him back to my base and hope he's just...getting lucky.

-end of part 2 <3-

If anyone's wondering I end these when I get close to 1,500 words that's that's my sign to move on to the next part

Part 1 👇

[pretentious-melodrama]

It’s so strange remembering reading life altering fics from forever ago and may never see again and not even being sure what they were even about.

Years ago, like at least a good decade or more, I ran across an invader zim fic on deviant art that I couldn’t put down. I don’t even remember if it was particularly good but I do remember it made me happy to read. I can only remember ONE scene, and that it was a zim/dib ship fic. I wish I could find it again. it would be like finding home I think.

[mothball288]

Welcome Home (Dib x Zim) (Smut)

Ten years after Enter the Florpus, Zim has grown as an invader on planet irk, somehow becoming the tallest due to his growth rate from eating human foods. He could not shake the thought of one human. Dib Membrane. Zim pulled on a new invader outfit, tailored to his new height and slim build. He smoothed down his antennae and stepped to face the irkens which escorted him. 

"You are not to bother me. The home ship will remain in the atmosphere, not to land. Does Zim make himself clear?"

 The lot of them nodded and muttered, worried for his great tallest's safety. Zim smirked and tapped a microphone.

 "You knew I was coming last time somehow, so maybe you can pick up this frequency. Did you miss me, Membrane?" 

He set off into his voot pod and charted his course down to where he once lived with Gir, who he still, surprisingly, kept by his side. Dib froze hearing the audio coming from his laptop. no way. Despite the preparation, he had taken since the disappearance of the mangy alien he couldn't believe that his voice still gave a chill down the spine of his now plush back 

"Holy shit..... Holy crap. What do I do???"

The message passed as soon as it started, and Dib forgot to try and respond. He sat there dumbfounded atop his roof. Jumping down into his window, he rushes to his front door, hoping with all of his beings that he'll see Zim there just like all those years ago. The voot blasted through the atmosphere, it sent a meteor-type flash through the night sky as it plummeted to where it had once been. Gir sang a little ditty and Zim stroked his head with his now two claws, grinning at the voot slammed into the house that had once been his. He stepped out in one piece, strutting out to the street, rubbing his claws where he had felt once before. He didn't bother to disguise himself, bending over slightly to exit the home, and walking on his overgrown lawn. 

"Oh dear, we've grown quite messy down here, yes Gir?" he cackled "What will the neighbors think of the mighty Zim!?" 

Ignoring the destruction of the perusing crash, Dib takes in the new structured form of Zim. Analyzing the alien up and down, he can't help but feel warmth start to creep through his body. From the round of his cheeks to the growing "member" below the belt.

"Zim." he reaches out to him, taking small steps. "Where--when--Why did you leave?" 

He raised a brow "Excuse me? How do you know the great Zim's name?" he seemed taken aback, moving a nervous foot backward to step away. He didn't seem to notice dib, but he moved gracefully as a leader would. Then something flickered across his pale green face, met with a blush to the sides of it, his left antenna giving a twitch. 

"This may sound funny, but are you Dib Membrane?" He sized him up and down, locking to his.. member.. for a moment, before flicking away. 

“You know that, have I really gained that much weight?” 

he tries to lighten the mood, scratching the back of his head. He took the small detail of Zim looking down. Realizing what he saw he heated up even more. Even to the point it started to twitch in his boxers. 

“ANYWAY— you’re definitely, uh, taller?” god his social skills hadn’t changed. He was as awkward as ever

 “I missed you”. 

Zim smirked "It is.. not the weight. You've grown taller. It's a sign of power, good lucks, and hard work in irken culture."

 He cupped Dib's face with his two claws, moving them up and down and side to side to study his face 

"You have hair on your chin now. I didn't think the Dib stink was capable of such things. What a surprise. Have you become the leader of this FILTHY planet yet or are you still... well. A loser?~ Dib stink is too smart to just be a loser. You're powerful such as I! The mighty Zim!" he cocked his hip to the side 

"I'll suppose you're excited to see my excellence back in your presence?~"

 he set Gir down, playing with Dib's long ahoge in a sensual manner. He rests one hand on the claws cupping his face, the other on the thin hip of his lover 

"God you had no idea how much I needed you" 

He pulls on the small of Zim's back, bringing him closer. Resting his mouth on Zim's skinny neck, breathing lowly, he licks up to the alien's collarbone.

 "Tell me oh mighty Zim."

 Dib kisses where a human ear should be, then continues to press his hips closer to Zim's 

"Did you miss me too?".

Zim shuddered "Is this one of your gross dirty human tricks Dib thing? I don't remember you having such an interest in me like this!"

 he blushed an intense amount, tilting his head to the side

 "I suppose I missed you... stinky.. dirty.. human.. thingy. Despite your grossness, I shall reward you with affection back." 

He licked Dib's face, saliva rolling down the side of his face 

"It's an irken g-greeting. Yes. Greeting." he'd stutter briefly 'UUUUHM NOOOO! YOU JUST KISSED HIMMM! THAT'S AN IRKEN KISSSSSY KISS! MWAAAH!' "QUIET GIR!" he kicked Gir across the lawn. 

"Yes. I missed you Dibby.. my missions are oh-so-boring without a genius like you! Zim is so borrrreddd.."

Dib shakes off the fact that a 6"6 alien just drop-kicked a small robot across his lawn

 "Oh I bet they were, I like that shade of purple on you." 

The hand on Zim's hip lowers slightly, going in the direction of the inner thigh "If you're that bored doing nothing out here. I can invite you inside. We can catch up on each other." 

Dib rests his forehead on Zim's, moaning lightly as he feels the man in Infront of him accidentally brush up against his crotch 

"W-was that also an irken greeting?"

 Zim waved his hands around frantically 

"A-ah! No! I didn't- well- I didn't mean to- you- aah!" 

he blushed deeper, his whole face turning purplish. 

"Y-yes. I'd be interested in.. erm. Seeing your home base! Take Zim to your base NOWWWW! Do not.. do not play with Zim's feelings." 

he haughtily danced over to Gir, excited to.. converse... with dib. Closing the door behind the pair, both steadily make their way up the stairs. Once in a mildly clean room, Dib's breathing began to get heavier. Slowly, but surely he moved behind the green creature. Hands exploring the body of the man in front of him.

 "Tell me you want me to. Tell me you waited for me just as I waited for you" 

Dib's glasses are fogged from the proximity of the two. 

"You became my everything when you left...I missed the way we used to banter..." embarrassed dib averts his eyes "God I can't believe I'm saying this...but I don't want to stop...I can't stop." he moves in closer. 

"Oh, I want you, Dib. I want you so much. I rule everything, but what is the point of I don't rule your stinky.. stink head."

 He hiked up his dress, revealing his thighs to Dib, where the fabric bit into the fat of his long legs making for a pretty great 'absolute territory'. He smirked at him as he went to remove his arm cuffs, tossing them aside 

"I was your first alien, I'm pretty important... aren't I?~" Zim nervously stepped back, falling onto the bed with a strangled cry "A-a-ah!" He wrapped his arms around Dib as he fell, bringing him on top of himself

 Without a second thought, Dib pins the alien's claws above his head. Watching him slightly wriggle in his grasp, he kisses down the body of the green boy. He can feel the breathing pattern, his chest expanding and compressing. Feeling his struggle to cope with the pleasure just riles him up even more

 "You'll be my first and only" continue kissing the lower torso, dangerously close to the 'special' part of the groin. "Those red eyes better not look anywhere but here got that?" Dib takes his shirt off, revealing his stocky build. Zim panted, not fully understanding the situation. Zim was not accustomed to human mating practices, but he certainly could tell it was the human's version of a heat. He removed his dress, the shoulder pads coming off with it.

 "O-Only? Is that so? Well, Dib thing… you shall be my only humans."

 he removed a shoe, rubbing a knee-high socked foot on Dib's bulging pants. He bit his lip lightly "You are so wonderful-looking... so so wonderful looking." Dib hung his head low, the shock of pleasure shooting through his spine 

"A-ah... Fuck Zim do you know what you're doing to me"

 he grabs the alien's chin, tilting his head up towards him. With no time for Zim to react, he kisses him. His tongue explored the inside of his mouth. Zim's moans vibrate through their connected jaws. Dib can't stop, the unknown territory and mysterious texture of the interior of Zim's mouth makes him want to ravish him. 

"I waited" he continued to pull away briefly to speak "I waited years for you." It's getting hotter by the second "Sitting on my roof, on that stupid computer." "Did you think of me too? Did you play with yourself thinking of all the ways I could fuck you?" 

"F-fuck..? I am not so familiar with th-the term. I s-suppose I did miss you... I felt my body grow hotter during my heats with the thought of you. We.. use pods on planet irk in order to not trans..transm..m-mit disease... I... I wanted you so much. I missed your smelliness. You're... so interesting to me~" 

he panted at Dib, not understanding what this feeling was "What... what is this.. what are you doing to me..? Did you poison me..?" 

He locked eyes nervously with dib, shifting to remove his other shoe. He felt his crotch grow wet and begin to slither, his knees closed together with a jolt. A low chuckle emitted from Dib's chest, it came out crackly and with a rasp.

"You're aDORable." oh fuck. Seriously? Did he seriously just voice crack at a time like this? He blushes with embarrassment and coughs to try and cover up what little dignity he had left. Zim starts to giggle, which turns into a laugh. "Y-You-hehe-You--ah!" 

Dib puts one of his thick fingers dangerously close to this entrance. The tip is so tantalizingly close, he can feel the wetness and heat radiating off him.  

"H-hagh.. d-don't touch that..~ Zim isn't so sure it's safe for you to do this." He throbbed inside, his clawed toes digging into the bed.

 "That i-is besides the point! You feeble, dirty, thingy! HUUUUMAAANNN!! Your voice crackling was rather... I will say, attractive." He grinned "My tallest before me voice cracked quite a bit, it's charming. You are charming, dib-stink."

 he began to play with dib's crotch with his foot once more 

"What have you got hidden in those pants Dib thing? Show me now human scum~". Dib grabs his ankle as well as the other, pushing his legs upward towards his head Dib exposes Zim's holes.

 "Oh baby, all this for me?" He brings his face closer to the irken's ass, feeling his legs twitching in anticipation. 

"I want you to beg for me" 

"U-Unff~" dib's breath on his body made him moan in anticipation 

"Th-The mighty Zim d-does not beg!" Zim grunted and bit his lip "Please mate with me dib thing..~ put your smelly body into mine.. gross thing. You stink and it's so hot~"

 Something snapped in Dib's mind, he pulls down his boxers. His 7-inch member slapped his stomach then laying on Zim's hot body. It's red at the tip, cut with a long vein running on the left of his shaft. He takes note of the small whimper that emits from Zim. They've gone this far, no point in stopping now. With a deep breath, he pushes himself into him. Zim went to protest and gasped loudly

 "A-AaUngH!~" Zim moaned aloud, pressing his body against Dib "D-Dib! D-DIB THING! S-STOP~ OH IT'S TOO MUCH DIB!"

 he crumpled, whimpering and whining. It gripped onto dib, attempting to pull him deeper, it was tighter than anything Dib could possibly imagine. The fluids it secreted coated Dib's member and made the pleasure even more desirable 

"W-Whaahuh.. w-why is I so.. SO BIG! A-Are all humans built with a large one like th-this!?"

 he grunted, grinding up against Dib and stuttering out a few more incomprehensible syllables.

 "f-fuCK Zim... You're s-so fucki-ing tight"

 His hips didn't seem to falter, it was as if they had a mind of their own. 

"look at you... fuck..A-Auuhh...it's pulling me in~ " 

Dib's hands went to Zim's antenna, slightly pulling on them enough to make the irken's back curl. At the angle they were doing, a bulge would be seen occasionally popping in and out of Zim's stomach. His hands needed more to grab onto, they moved on from the antenna to the neck. Grabbing him by the chin and pulling him close, this breath hot on Zim's back. 

"a-auughh...Zim~ ". Zim grappled the bed, clawing at the mattress to hold steady "H-Haaa~! W-Why are- why is it so big- why.. aah.. you stink.. s-so bad. H-Human.. d-destroy me pleassse!!~"

 he slammed his hips backward into Dib with his motions, his antennae straightening out

 "Oh, my tallest.. ohhh~ goodness. Y-You're so powerful.. how could a disgusting human be s0-sssoOOO GOOD!?!?!~" 

his moans trailed off into grunts and panting like an animal, uttering in irken tongue "I love you Dib thing!! ohhhh I love youuu...~" Gir is still at the window. 

Hearing Zim moaning only made his dick throb harder. He can feel him get tighter with each thrust, his body bounces in sync with each sweet noise that comes from his vocal cords. The more force he put into it the needier he felt as if there was no limit to how much ecstasy he could feel in a moment. Then, an idea popped into Dib's head. He halted his movements.

 "h-haH!? DIB THING!? W-WHY DO YOU STOP!?" 

he looked over his shoulder, tears in his eyes from the aggressive pounding "W-what is the meaning of this!?" 

he grinded on dib, squirming needily as if he were back ten years ago under Dib's grasp, he growled at him under his breath. Without a word, Dib flipped Zim onto his back. His stomach now exposed to him. 

"I want you to spread your legs for me." 

"W-WHAT--You dISRESPECT the TALLEST IRKEN????"

 Despite his protest, Zim opened his legs, oh how vulnerable he felt, but oh how hot was it to see the Dib's towering figure pinning him down. Zim's upper hole was now replaced with a prolapsed tentacle. Confused, but not deterred. Dib continues by slamming himself back inside Zim 

"a-AUUNNNGGG~ "

 God, every sound he makes just feeds more into Dib's desires. As he thrusts one hand follows the edges of Zim's body and reaches the appendage (tentacle) sliding his hand up and down the shaft. Zim gasped loudly, feeling his tentacle push back against his body

 "G-GHuah?! D-DIB THING~ R-RELEASE IT THIS INSTANT! Ooh~!" he whined and thrust into the hands of Dib, sweating against the touch of his loving enemy. 

"oh... D-DIB THING PLEASE DESTROY ME! PUT THE GREAT ZIM IN HIS PLACE~" he noticed Gir at the window, covering his face with one hand and looking aside from the window 

"S-Stupid faulty Sir unit.. not now.."Dib's gaze softens, and his hips slow but do not stop. Which catches the attention of Zim 

"Why-hu?" Zim's sentence was cut short with a gentle but passionate kiss from Dib. His surprised eyes slowly blink closed. Falling deep into the warmth of the two, together.

 "I love you Zim" Zim put his arms around Dib, whining

 "I... I love you as well Dib." he smiled, the first time saying dib's name softly. he kissed Dib again, his tongue sliding into the back of Dib's throat, enough to make him gag

 "mwah!~" he'd pull back, a large strand of saliva connecting them. The line of saliva reminded Dib of the position they were currently in. Looking back into one another's eyes Dib thrusts, and hard. This time, a tight coil kept growing inside of Dib's abdomen, he's felt it before but it was never this enticing or nearly as good

 "0-0h God~ Do you feel that too?" he tries to maintain a sentence. \

"F-ffaah.. y-yes~ Oooh yes~ Dib- f-finish inside of me.. m-my body. It yearns dib thing!~" he dug his claws into Dib's back

 "It's too good Dib thing... Ah... I must.. have all of you~". no words were needed. Dib buried his head in his neck of Zim. Both their breathing getting uneven and louder, it became tighter, and tighter, and tighter.

 "AnnNg~ " Thick white ropes coated the inside of Zim, overflowing and seeping out of him. They stayed in that position. Processing what they had done. Waves of pleasure ran through them, the adrenaline pumping but slowly halting. Zim came too, a clear pink slime covering the hands of dib

 "Dib w-what is this.. what is.. inside me..?" he cringed, nervously adjusting his body 

"wait... WAIIIIIITTT! What have we done!? No.. NOOOO! This has at least violated multiple crimes... A-ARE YOU OF HUMAN AGE OF CONSENT!? A-ARE WE BREEDING COMPATIBLE!? WE USED NO PROTECTION! OOOHHH GIR! GIR COME HERE, RUN A DIAGNOSTIC GIR!" A crashing was heard in the distance.

 "Holy shit we... we oh fuck. I did it with an alien" 

"I had intercourse with a HUUUUMAAANN!!! aAAGH! THIS CANNOT BE GOOD! GIR! GIR COPY. DO YOU COPYYYY!?" he pulled away from Dib, pulling his dress over himself, hugging Dib, and nuzzling his head in his chest "Ohh... I hope my people don't ostracize me.. the great Zim.. for this. Dib-Love, d-do not let any human know of this! If it gets to other planets- ahhh my head could be on quite the platter-" 

"GIR"

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