#iz mini comic

[thechaoticscenejester]

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Just recent art I made for my iz au<33

The masterpost has been a w.i.p since last year TwT-

If anyone cares enough to want context, let me know! I may not continue- if yall want me to- don't forget to like or reblog ♡ it gives me more motivation <33

[zimanddibromance]

Ehehe little ZADR/ZADF mini comic :3

You can interpret it either way since Zim’s blush at the end really is only because he’s embarrassed he fell into dog shit ☠️🙏🏽

[draidachiart]

English version thnks to @cup-of-wine-glass-of-tea​ uwu luv u  

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[thegargantuangourdii]

This would happen

[butter1knife]

DAY 4: TIME TRAVEL AU

-> @alt-zadr-b1tch3z <-

SOME NOT WELL THOUGHT OUT STORY CONTEXT: Zim and Dib encounter a Time Machine while hanging out in professor membranes lab basement. They dare each other to travel back in time for funzies! Dib set the date and joins in with Zim, suddenly weird noises come from the machine which spooked Dib a bit but before they could’ve questioned it, they got transported and all of the sudden they were falling in the sky down a futuristic city. Zim stayed shocked for a second and then reacted fast in capturing Dib and getting them somewhat of a "safe landing". The impact sprained some of Dibs joints but was fine. Turns out they flung themselves forwards in time, now they’re both hella lost with no contact or idea how life in 2997. They’re cooked

[zadralien]

He wanted Dib to beg for his life.

Dib has become his life.

Ficlet under the cut.

“Fuck, Zim!” Dib reaches up to gingerly press his fingers to his nose and feels the thick blood pooling down past his mouth. “I swear to god, you fucking bug, if you’ve gone and broken my nose again I’ll-“

“-Shut up!” Zim shrieks, pak legs unfurling and clanking onto the concrete. He rises above Dib and encroaches slowly, legs clacking with each step. “You.. you worm! Do you have any idea what you could have done?”

“Dude, it was just some papers. I didn’t even read them for christ’s sake. They’re in Irken, you of all people should know I’m slow at translating that chicken scratch of yours.” Dib looks forlornly at the stack of crumpled papers a few feet away, scattered and likely marked with a spray of Dib’s blood. He turns back to look up at Zim when he snarls, reaching out a gloved claw to shove Dib back hard.

“They’re not for you, they’re Zim’s private papers!” Zim leans further over Dib, tongue curling and spitting flecks of saliva onto Dib’s face. Dib scrubs at his face, remembering how disrespectful spitting is considered in Irken culture. It burns a little.

“I don’t give a shit what they are. I didn’t even mean to touch them! I just wanted to put my crap down.” He meets Zim’s eyes. They’re a deep red and set in a foul expression. “I’m not interested in your secrets. You can keep those. It’s not like I don’t know everything anyway.”

Zim stiffens and Dib’s expression softens despite himself. He runs a tired hand through his hair and steels his gaze.

“You don’t really think I’m that big of an idiot, do you? You’ve just been quietly shoving your fat green head into my life over the last year and suddenly you save my life. I don’t know man, a guy spends his entire life trying to kill you and then just stops you from bleeding out some random Tuesday? That was weird.“ Dib shrugs, looking away briefly.

“That does not mean anything, Dib-worm. You were bleeding all over my base, it was disgusting. Zim had to stop it somehow.”

Dib shakes his head.

“It’s okay, Zim. I know we’re friends. I don’t know why, and I don’t care to know - but I know you’re lost and don’t know where to go. I know, and it’s okay. I’m lost too. We can be lost together. Your leaders, the Tallest -“.

“Don’t.” Zim grits out, quiet in a way Dib has never heard, didn’t know was possible. Physically, he begins trying to reach one hand out to soothe, to touch, to reassure. Mentally, he begs his sister to come collect his corpse once she realises what most likely happened to him. Damn it, he hopes she realises.

He isn’t that surprised when Zim lunges at him, but he wishes he’d had more time to brace before an Irken claw punches into his chest to grab at the material of his shirt. He wheezes a little.

“You do not know what you speak of, you pathetic slime! Do not mistake your loneliness for Zim’s. Zim doesn’t need you, Zim doesn’t need this dust bowl of a planet. One more fucking word and I’ll finish what that disgusting cryptid creature started last year.”

The human swear word sounds weird coming out of the alien’s mouth, but it’s not the first time. He’d only ever heard Zim swear once before - specifically when he got shredded by a cryptid in the woods and, in a blood-loss haze, made his way to Zim’s base to start bleeding out on his frenemies floor. He knows how hard it is to admit how miserable you are on the inside, especially to the people that matter most.

Well, he had made it this far.

“I know you Zim, and it’s okay.”

Zim’s quiet for a moment before he speaks, clenching his jaw.

“Beg.”

“What?”

“Zim told you, one more word. Now you beg for your pathetic life, you insolent worm.”

“I’m not going to - Zim, stop it. You know I’m right. I care about you too! It’s fine!”

Zim snarls, fist clenched, pak legs raising him to his full height. Dib’s heart drops when he sees one leg glint as it lifts itself behind Zim, preparing to strike.

Fuck, fuck, fuck. He might actually die today. Shit.

“Beg!”

“No!”

“Beg!”

Shit. The leg is calibrating.

“I’m all you have! Kill me and you’ll have nothing. You know it too!”

Zim stops. The leg pauses. His eyes are wide, frightened, conflicted. He chokes out a pained sound, continuing to clench and unclench his fist. He yanks Dib closer by the shirt still tangled in his fist. Dib breathes heavily.

“Beg Zim not to kill you.” His voice is raw, tired. His eyes roam over Dib’s face, carefully categorising and assessing. The stilted pak leg drops back to the ground.

Dib’s whole body un-tenses despite the proximity. The alien’s face turns slowly into a somewhat unreadable resignation.

Dib swallows the lump.

“Please.” He whispers quietly. Swaying, pressing forward.

“You fool.”

[randombookcreator]

Zim is on the verge of dying so he goes on and says some "final words", then Dib just stands there like:

[cord3r0]

Cute cockroach?

[ask-zadr]

Gaz knew before everyone including myself.

- Dib

[candylitaaa]

Draw Zim blushed makes me happy

You can interpret this little comic like any ship with Zim, anyway that secret-lover is anonymous

[makar0shka]

Mini fun comic

[zimanddibromance]

I feel horrible for being absent with nothing to show for the last 2 zadrdays as well as coming up on a month with no updates for It’s Just Puberty. Cranked out this horribly sketchy mini comic at—checking the time—12:23 am for y’all 😭

I really hope this makes up for my absence.

Part Two

[draidachiart]

FINALLY

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[thegargantuangourdii]

They got kicked out of the new years party

I’ll finish it next year

[asexual-spongebob]

HI MATEYS!!! Happy Zadr day!

I redrew one of my favorite scenes from my fic, wail of the siren, aka the “Zim finds out Dib is a siren” scene. :) it was one of my favs to write for this fic.

also I’m so sorry abt my shitty handwriting 😭

I think this took me like three, four hell maybe five hours to finish??? the first two pages were drawn in Iartbook while the rest were drawn in kleki

On the fourth page’s first panel I tried to make it look like Dib was looking down at the water- I hope I pulled that off. Oh and on the third’s second panel Dib is hiding underneath the dock. (Sorry I just wanted to clarify that.) also gotta luv how I forgot to add Dib’s freckles a few times - 😭

I also thought it’d be funny if Dib was wearing a mothman shirt.

anyway I hope y’all enjoy :) I hope it’s okay considering I don’t usually make comic strips-

[izloveshorses]

“So that’s where my book went...” “I wanted to see what all the fuss was. You’ve had this Dostoyevsky novel on your nightstand for months.”  “Because I was reading it.”  “You have a different book now, so it all works out.”  “Uh huh.”  “Your bookmark is still on the same page if that makes it better.”  “Hmm. Because you’re my husband, I’ll give you one pass. Just one, though. Don’t get carried away.”  “Wouldn’t dream of it.” 

Married life isn’t too bad <33