#zib pls

[a-libra-writes]

If you don’t mind, may I request headcanons for the lackadaisy characters reacting to the reader(GN) saving them by taking a bullet that was going to hit them and almost dies from it?

GN reader, most of these imply the reader and character are in a romantic relationship or at least close. obvs mentions of injury, blood, morphine, hospitals etc and the angst that follows! Our kitties arent doing well :(

♣️Rocky - The fact you took a bullet for him is ... a lot. That takes processing, something Rocky isn't good at. It ends up manifesting as a long, drawn-out anxiety attack that gives him jitters, a little dissociation and mild mania. Eventually the Arbogasts asks Freckle to just get him out of the house and do something with him; they'd call when you woke up. When you're awake, the tabby is making his usual quips and chatter, but his off-kilter mood is obvious to even your morphine-addled mind. Rocky's more disheveled than usual and clearly hasn't slept. His shirt still has blood on it - your blood.

He's is ready to go absolutely feral on the person who did this, channeling all his fear and guilt into a single plan of revenge. He's so full of this manic energy that it's hard for him to keep still, let alone eat or sleep. But first! You're awake! Even if it's clear he's unwell, he's trying to smile and assure you that you'll be back on your feet in no time! So don't you worry, he and Freckle will take care of it. No amount of exhausted arguing will divert him from this.

You're stuck in bed for days, so you don't know exactly what happens. It's up to Freckle to tell you, as he went along with his cousin - but he's tight lipped about it, and fidgety, like always. Once that's dealt with, Rocky's fixating switches to fussing over you. And his heart is in the right place, but ... he's exhausted, all that lack of sleep and emotional turmoil catching up. Eventually he just passes out on the bed and you let him curl up at your side for a while. Rocky's excellent company (and a questionable nurse) in the following weeks. He has plenty of stories, music and chatter to keep you occupied.

♣️Freckle - He is, uh, not coping with this well. At all. He jumps to action to shoot whoever did this... Several times, and keeps shooting long after they're dead. He doesn't stop until his cousin calls out to him. Freckle is in something of a daze on the way to the back-alley doctor - wow, people have a lot of blood in their body, but now it's all over you - and doesn't start throwing up until the bullet gets pulled out of you.

He's sent out of the makeshift operating room because even Rocky can tell he won't cope with it. How could he? Isn't this his fault? Maybe if he reacted sooner, it wouldn't have happened. The poor guy is sleepless for days and consumed with too much guilt to visit until he's all but dragged in your sickroom by Ivy. Freckle fidgets often and struggles to look into your eyes - it goes a long way to just reassure him and promise you aren't angry. He shot the bastard who did it, after all.

He visits most days, bringing soup (his mother seems to think you have a terrible flu?) and slowly, slowly talking more and relaxing. He has a better bedside manner than he thinks; Freckle's a fairly quiet companion and has a good idea of what you need. Changing your bandages makes him feel pretty awful, but he's a good help. If you decide to continue bootlegging after your recovery, he's extra jumpy and protective of you.

♣️Ivy - Ohhh nonononono no, this is not happening. She's grabbing your shoulders and yanking you toward her, ignoring the blood getting all over her. She's a mess and doesn't even think of the danger you're both in; the bullets and gunfire keeps on all around while she holds onto you and tries to pull you to safety. Small as she is, with pure determination and adrenaline, she makes it.

You don't remember much after that, but the girl's right in your face as you slowly come to. Ivy looks a complete mess; having been crying for the the last hour, and before that watching intently while a bullet was yanked out of you. At least she washed the blood off her arms, but the clothes she was wearing are utterly ruined. Ivy alternates between chattering apologies and quiet fidgeting, even if you're too loopy to respond properly.

Eventually she has some strings pulled to get you to a nice hospital, with no one asking questions. This whole situation alters her for the worse; she gets more frequent nightmares and struggles to focus in school. Nearly every day she comes by you bring you snacks and magazines and nice flowers for your room; sometimes seeming a little frantic, like she was trying to make up for something.

♣️Mitzi - She is furious. Someone told her when you woke up, and you hear her swishing dress and clacking heels rushing down the hall. Her eyes are red, her make up is ruined and she practically shakes you. Even though you're still full of morphine, she demands you promise to never, EVER do that again. Zib has to remind her that a) you're still drugged out of your mind and b) the bandages are getting bloody.

While she'd want you in a proper hospital, they'd ask too many questions. You stay in the apartment above the cafe. She's too squeamish (and guilty) to help change your bandages, but she does bring you food, some records to listen to, an extra pillow, and so on. It's obvious Mitzi struggles to talk casually, as if nothing happened. When you're sleeping, she'll sit at your bedside. If it seems like the wound - or maybe a dream? - is bothering you, she gently pets your hair until you settle.

♣️Viktor - He's only in shock for a few seconds before instinct and absolute fury takes over. The perpetrator is not alive for long, but their last moments are painful. Not that you're around to see it - you've longed passed out from bloodloss. The only thing keeping Viktor from totally rampaging is the awareness that you're in a critical condition.

His old soldier training takes over; he's able to push emotions aside and get you to Elsa, the only one he trusts with this situation. While you're being operated on, he's still stewing. If whoever is responsible still has friends or a leader around, well, that won't be the case for long. Mordecai considers stopping the big Slovak to make him see reason ... but just ends up helping him instead. 'Keeping him out of trouble', the shadowy man claims, but really he's just as angry.

Once you're awake and coherent, it takes Viktor a while to sit in with you. He's disheveled and tired, and has trouble meeting your eyes. His bedside manner is ... basically nonexistent, but earlier Elsa walked him through the basics of what foods are best and how the bandages need to be fixed. After this, he's adamant about not wanting you on jobs any more, even if you're recovering well. The fact you took the bullet for him is even worse, in his mind. He could've taken it; you should have let him take it.

♣️Zib - Nope, he's not okay. Definitely not coping well with this situation. It's bad enough he got involved in one gunfight, now a second and this happens? He wants to get the hell out of this speakeasy. Anyone can see how jittery he is. Zib alternates between smoking too much and avoiding your sickbed, or drinking too much and sleeping by your side. When it's two am and he's resting beside you and listening to your labored breathing, he really wishes he was shot instead.

He thinks he's pretty shit at caring for anyone, but he's actually not bad, especially when he's half-sober. Helping with the bandages gets him feeling queasy and guilty, but getting food and keeping you company isn't so bad. Now and then, he asks if you still want to hang around this place - what do you think about leaving, with him and the band? If you're a triggerman for Lackadaisy, why don't you reconsider? Is it really worth it? And so on.

Expect a lot of late-night discussions when he's restless and can't keep his mind wandering. What if you had died, what if you get sick like this, what if you just left with him? Where would you all go? More than once you've fallen asleep in the middle of his talking, but he doesn't mind.

♣️Atlas - Everything is spinning, but you can feel his arms around you. You don't realize how much blood has soaked through his suit. And for the first time, you hear him shout - his voice resonates through his chest as you rest against it.

Eventually you wake up in a hospital bed, though the blanket is something from home and there's flowers all over the windowsill - wait, is that a radio? The nurses don't say much, but you're also not in a state to talk. You aren't sure if it's been one day or many, but finally he visits. He looks more tired than you've seen him, and far more solemn. He puts his hand on your's and explains you'll be leaving the hospital soon and recovering in his manor, along with a live-in nurse. This is quite a shock if you two aren't married, but if you are, it's nice to go home again. The guest room is already set up with what you need.

You don't hear whatever came of that triggerman, though the Lackadaisy staff whisper about Viktor and Mordecai being away for some time. Atlas doesn't want you about the cafe or speakeasy anymore, or out on your own in general. It'll take time for you to recover, but even longer for his paranoia and agitation to lessen. He seems the same to his business associates and employees, but those who know him better ...

🏵Serafine - She only pauses for a moment, then jumps to action. Serafine doesn't have to say anything to Nico, he's already picking you up while she mows down whoever shot you. Outwardly she's calm, inwardly she's furious. At the gunman, at herself, at you. Well, they keep a doctor on call for this reason. Serafine holds you very carefully in the car ride to the hotel, alternating between talking about revenge and reassuring you that you'll be just fine. No need to fret.

Everything's fuzzy after that. Serafine isn't there when you awaken, but you're in her bed. If you're a girl, you're probably in her nightie, too (when did your clothes get changed?). There's warm food on the nightstand, enough morphine to take out an elephant and a little vase of flowers. It's like any other morning when you wake up in her bed, well. Except the drugs and the hole in your chest.

Eventually she comes back, with more food and a disturbingly calm demeanor. Whoever that gunner was, well, they're dealt with, and so is their boss. Isn't that good news, cher(ie)? You just rest up and you'll be back on your feet. The stitches are neat and the bandages aren't too tight - understandable, considering how much she was threatening the doctor. Nico tells you all about it later.

🏵Nico - He uh, probably manhandles you more than he should as he gets you into the car. He wants to retaliate - to bash in the gunman's head rather than put a bullet in it - but Nico knows a bad shot when he sees it. He grits his teeth and keeps you in his arms while Serafine floors it, not caring how much blood gets on his clothes or white coat.

As much as he wants to sit in on the operation, it makes him restless. So he settles for pacing in and out of the room, often reminding the doctor how unfortunate it'll be for him if something goes wrong. He's quietly boiling in the perpatrator, too; by the time you're bandaged and tucked in bed, he and his sister already have a plan of retaliation. While you're still doped up and asleep, he gives you a kiss on the brow and disappears to get the job done.

Once you come to, there's flowers on the nightstand and a maid coming in with room service. You stay in the Savoy's suite during your recovery; Nico only sleeps on the couch because he moves a lot in his sleep and doesn't want to disturb you (he still naps right by your side). He's not careful enough to help with changing bandages, but he's excellent company when you're bored. Nico only laughs when you bring up the gunman. Old news, he's taken care of it. He'll even share the grisly details.

🏵Mordecai - He doesn't react to the blood immediately. His mind tells him to clear the area first - but. That's a lot of blood. He's acutely aware the bullet was meant for him. The logical side starts to short-circuit once you're in the backseat of the car, bleeding all over the coat he wrapped around you. He knows how to put pressure on a wound, and he thinks he's staying calm, but he snaps viciously at Niko to stop screwing around and drive faster.

He bothers the doctor so much while they work - hovering, observing, commenting - he gets pulled out of the room. Whoever shot you is going to be dealt with, and whoever ordered the hit. Mordecai just wants to make sure you'll survive the next few hours, as that'll determine how he deals with them.

The first few days he's agitated and not sleeping well. Mordecai alternates between fussing and fixating on your wound, and bothering the hell out of whoever's looking after you. He really doesn't settle until the gunman is well and dead, and you're more coherent and talking. Expect lots of lecturing about how stupid it was for you to get in the way, how you need to fix the bandage this way or that, and have you been eating? When Mordecai's away, the Savoys like to come in and cackle about what he did to the gunman. They were also apparently given instructions by him not to bother you, which they gleefully ignore.

🏔Wick - He's completely frozen in place, stuck by distress and panic. It occurs to him to shout for help not when more bullets fly by, but when you start coughing up blood. He has enough wherewithal to get you to the hospital - somehow driving without crashing into anything - but once you're taken away, he just crumples. He's utterly distraught.

Once his mental faculties have recovered just enough to let him stand, he paces. And paces. The receptionist in the waiting room manages to get him to make a phone call; he tries to inform Lacy to just take the day off tomorrow, but the events of the evening all come spilling out. If you both were innocent bystanders in the incident, that's one thing, but if you were involved in some criminal business and that's what put Wick in the line of fire ... well, Lacy has some choice words for her hopelessly infatuated boss.

Once you're stable and resting, he finally allows himself to breathe. The receptionist all but shoves him home because he looks like a mess and he's frightening other patients. By the time you can accept visitors he's (somewhat) rested and bringing you flowers. There's still an awkwardness, so ... at some point, talking about everything is gonna have to happen. But Wick wants you to rest first, and he needs to figure out his own thoughts, without the whiskey.

[r0bottob0t]

Zibby

[zifey]

Pls I beg draw more Zib!

ok :3

[lord-starscreams-wallpapers]

ik your a transformers blog but can you make a zib wallpaper (from the invader Zim comics). Nothing pg13 tho lol. Pls

I don’t know the character well so I struggled, hope you like it!

[daringdaisy]

Trying to do a character I haven’t done yet but wouldn’t mind doing someone I’ve already done if you guys want that

(Pls don’t let this flop or I’ll be embarrassed as hell😔)

[ukfrislandembassy]

Frislandic Nominal Morphology - the other bits

OK, finally picking this up again after having dropped it while being in America, let's finish off the rest of the `nominal' morphological bits, continuing from where the last post on the topic left off.

First off, adjectives. There are five. Yep. It's one of those languages. Count them on one hand: zað 'good'; bijt 'bad'; da 'big'; nis 'small'; and suoj 'old'. These are relatively boring, as there's no agreement morphology or anything fun like that, and they are basically just preposed to the noun they modify. Anything else that's adjective-like involves the genitive, either of a noun or of a nominalised verb, e.g. akke makk 'red house'; daraki dakk 'long penis' = 'penis of length'; biji sijr 'glorious victory'; korne bæb 'new-born infant'.

These five adjectives do have one bit of morphology to call their own, which is that they have a comparative (as with Indo-European, this is almost certainly originally an intensive form, as indicated by its use in older texts, but is very much a comparative/superlative form in the modern language). This was historically a *-kʰakV suffix in Proto-Frislandic, but as per usual with this language this is basically irregulr now and each of the adjectives has a different form because of the stem-alternations that resulted from the application of this suffix. Thus the modern comparative forms are zake 'better/best'; bij(ð)ke 'worse/worst'; dake 'bigger/biggest'; nikke 'smaller/smallest'; and sosjke 'older/oldest' respectively. Of these, there is some variation as to whether zake or dake is used to form additional comparatives, e.g. dake/zake akke makk 'redder/reddest house'; dake daraki dakk 'longer/longest penis'; zake biji sijr 'more/most glorious victory'.

Next the numerals and other quantifiers. These have a slightly funky syntax, because as with Slavic these form the heads of the phrases that they are in, with the quantified nominal in the genitive, e.g. makke nar 'two houses'; tieli wn 'one day'; kambe dum 'eight nights'; uole tuo 'more beer'. This is reversed for the ordinals, so nare makk 'second house', dumi kamb 'eighth night', but note also the irregular gul tiel 'first day'.

I've decided I'll tackle the pronominals (personal, demonstrative and interrogative) separately in the next post because they have their own quirks which mean I can't quite fit them neatly into this post. However, I will not here that Frislandic indefinites are based on generic nominals, specifically nan 'person'/nag 'people' for 'someone'; ang 'thing' for 'something'; æt(eð) 'place' for 'somewhere'; and geroð 'sometimes'.

I will also discuss postpositions here as they interact with the case system in interesting ways. In essence this depends on the original word class of the postposition: former nouns occur with the genitive while former verbs take either the absolutive or dative (mostly lexically determined, but many can take either, marking direction vs. location respectively). So ne makk morsj 'through the house'; ne makkeð nomb 'in front of the house'; ne makk nomb 'to the front of the house'; ne makke gær 'inside of the house'.

Pronominal complements of postpositions of all kinds use the pronominal prefixes, with the applicative de- prefix serving as the dative equivalent for postpositions which show variation, e.g. m'uorsj 'through me'; meðnomb 'in front of me' (but m'ar 'mine'); menomb '(to) in front of me'; m'ær 'in me'.

A complete list of postpositions is as follows:

Absolutive only: gejn 'to(wards)'; kon 'from'; gæm 'with, using'; morsj 'through'; nej 'across'; bir 'without'

Absolutive/Dative: sisj 'behind'; nomb 'in front'; inz 'around'; zib 'like, as'; mw 'against'

Dative only: kalað 'about, concerning'; ar 'of' (note also the pronominal forms: m'ar 'of mine'; k'ar 'of yours'; segar 'of ours'; begar 'of yours (pl.)'; ar 'of theirs'; okkar 'of ones own')

Genitive only: tuong 'past, beyond'; butt 'below'; bætt 'on top of'; gær 'inside, among'; æteð 'near to'; sag 'because of'; deseð 'for, on behalf of'; swl 'beside'; biend 'along with'; ien 'between'

[iodotsys]

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pls

12.) the unpopular character that you actually like and why more people should like them

I have already answered this. Its Agent Darkbooty. see here:

13.) worst blorboficiation

Zim or Dib. Again, I hate when people soften them. Either of them owo or anything like that. I have never been interested in that since the first time I saw the show. I never got into the whole idea of them being cutesy or super scene or emo or princesses. I totally get why people do that, and I'd never tell people they can't do these things. Life would be boring if we were all the same.

20.) part of canon you found tedious or boring

Ooooooo, this is a fun one. Hmmm. tbh, I'm gonna have to say the entirety of the comics run. I found them very hard to get through. It felt more like a bunch of fanfics by various artists rather than canon. And I am VERY picky about the things I read when it comes to fanfiction. (can you tell I reeeeeeally like canon?? T0T) I only remember bits and pieces of the comics, like the Zib comic, Membrane losing his mind in catatonic depression, Vinny Vinesauce randomly showing up, and Shimvader Shim. Also the dookie loop. But out of 51 comics, that's not a lot I remember and I have zero desire to reread them.

Most of the time I was yelling at the pages about them wubbifing Dib. I think I had even thrown one of them comics because I was so irate about it. I was screaming and pacing around the house "WHAT DID THEY DO TO MY BOY?!!?!". I'm sure the neighbors were concerned.

[a-libra-writes]

Imagine being in a polyamorous with Zib and Mitzi while they were still traveling musicians

I have so many thoughts about this it's insane

Anon ur brain is so big ... ..... i also have thoughts, pls tell me your's

So there's a few ways you all could have met, and it probably involved alcohol and a late night many years ago. ... Maybe that's why neither of you can remember it. After joining the traveling band, it's tough to say if you were Mitzi or Zib's friend first, and you vaguely recall there being a running bet between the two over who you liked the most. Sure, you could be with one of them, but the other would inevitably show up. Mitzi and Zib both have a way of finding excuses to be around you and getting your attention without outright asking for it, because that would be embarrassing. They had a lot of funny similarities like that, back in the early days.

Being together as a trio and not just some open relationship happened weirdly naturally. Again, it was one of those things no one could pin down when it started, because there was always affection and touching and kisses and being veeery comfortable with each other. The rest of the band didn't think much of it either, grateful there was minimal drama and more than happy to rib you, Zib and Mitzi about being so 'bohemian', and of course when everyone's drunk and rowdy there's lots of whooping and cat-calling.

As far as actually talking about this arrangement? Well, there wasn't a whole lot to say; you three were young and more than a little infatuated with each other. And it was working, so what was there to talk about? Right? Well, sometimes Mitzi got jealous if you messed around with anyone but her and Zib, even in the band. That surprised you. It was more pouting than real jealousy, but still. She got the same way when she felt you were taking Zib's side or doting on him too much over her; which you and him just found endearing at the time.

If you're femme, there's plenty of teasing from the band about Zib having such cute lady cats with him all the time, and you know he's more than smug about it. He likes being intimate with both of you at once, the hedonist. You and Mitzi know how to take him down a peg, though. On the other hand, if you're masc, you know Mitzi loves having two boys look after her. That's what she calls you, "my boys", with equal levels affection and exasperation. She prefers being with each of you individually. Her flirting is much more effective that way, not that you mind the attention.

The cuddle pile in the evening is non-negotiable. If you aren't a touchy or snuggly person, I'm sorry to inform you that you're stuck with two very clingy, very heavy sleepers. It's fantastic in the winter when yall are staying in a shitty and freezing boarding house, but the summertime? It can be unbearable, especially if you're trapped between them (though Zib usually rolls off the bed at some point). If you're a fluffy cat, Zib loves to bellyache about how you and Mitzi's fur gets all over him and his clothes. She just laugh (You think she likes to mark her territory, whether it be with stray fur or lipstick stains). Even when passed out in the park, one of them will inevitably drag stagger their way to you.

(And look, three people sharing a room every time is just economical, okay? The other guys share a room - granted, they don't all try to pile onto one shitty twin-sized bed because Zib and Mitzi refuse to take a couch or the floor and if you take it they both feel bad and try to drag you back and desperately try to make room on a mattress that's probably not fit for a dog).

Good luck trying to write music or practice (God forbid) or even get ready because these two can be so clingy. Zib will confess to it, Mitzi denies it. They just have different styles of cling. Zib's the one lazily leaning on you, falling asleep in your lap, always resting a head on your shoulder. Always having to be touching in some way. Mitzi is wanting to touch and fuss with your hair, give you kisses, hold your hand and get your attention. She wants to go places, and keep your arm in her's. She's movement, he's sedentary.

There's been times when Zib and Mitzi butted heads, and guess who has to be the tie breaker? Because taking one side over the other means dealing with a huffy Mitzi or a sullen Zib (you can just duck your head and stay out of it like the rest of the band does ...).

A drinking competition between these three is a lost cause because Mitzi can throw them back like a champ and Zib can get really wasted without passing out. Either you're the no-drinks chaperone or the one passing out first, sorry fam. Also, there's the usual drunken escapades. Public tomfoolery, skinny dipping, getting way too hanky panky, public indecency -

You may have one or two charges of that on your criminal record

Getting that first job at the Marigold Room was a big deal. This was a fancy place, not some regular tiny juice joint. And then it became a steady gig, and that was even better, right? The travelling band thing couldn't have lasted forever, good as it was. Good and steady pay, with a roof over your heads, that's good. It was definiately good, you told yourself, and Zib. Mitzi didn't need to be told, she believed it. You knew she loved the lights and glitz of the place, even if she wasn't always happy about the music and performances being controlled.

One night it was just you and Zib, and you asked him if Mitzi seemed different. Specifically, you asked if she was upset with you.

"Did I say something? We don't spend time together like we used to, me and her, have you noticed? Is it the same with you? Did I do something?"

"No, don't worry so much about it," was all your boyfriend said, the only thing visible in the dark was his cigarette. He wasn't looking at you. You weren't sure which part he was saying 'no' to.

It made sense when Atlas came on the scene. When he all but swooped in and swept her away. You were all performing at this Lackadaisy club now, because Mitzi wanted to. And Zib would follow what she did, and you'd follow both of them, and the rest of the band fell into place. There was never any words said about it, no fight and no discussion. There was just the knowledge that she was unavailable now, and whatever you two - you three had - that was history. If you're masc, you had a feeling you ought to avoid Atlas and just pretend you were only ever friends with Mitzi. Nothing more.

(As cynical and flippant as he acts, you know it hurt Zib too. Sometimes he gets more morose than usual, and rarely sleeps without you. You'd tease him for the extra clinginess if you weren't feeling it, too.)

You know Zib was with Sy a few times (maybe you'd already been there too), but you noticed he really wasn't interested in others much anymore. He'd flirt with a pretty face now and again, especially when sloshed. You could still do whatever you pleased, of course, Zib was never jealous about it. He might get antsy, though, if you don't spend time at his place for a while. Starts to get lonely and then self-loathes about his clinginess and not wanting to ruin your fun. At least you two can talk about it, though it's a lot of untangling your boyfriend's drunken, philosophizing emotions.

God he is so much more emotional than he wants to let on

Oh, and fun fact - you're the one who asked Zib to take a chance on Rocky. The kid just seemed so eager and sweet, and hey, he was clearly a good violinist.

"C'mon, Zib, we need a fiddler. He's a good kid. Please?" You wrapped yourself around him, nuzzling into his neck.

"Right when I think I've got your type nailed down, you throw me a curveball ...."

"It's not like that! Okay, he's cute, but seriously - he needs the job, and -"

He waved his hand. The cheap drink nearly spilled out of his glass and onto the sheets. "Alright, alright, do whatever you want. You know we don't make decisions around here." Well, that was true ...

(And yes he looooves giving you A Look whenever Rocky does or says anything ridiculous. That's your frantic grinning blue-eyed grey-furred problem, not his)

Then there was the whole, your-boss-whose-also-a-terrifying-businessman-who-also-took-your-girlfriend getting killed. And maybe said former girlfriend did it. Maybe. You and Zib really don't like talking about it. He's always been avoidant of hard conversations, but ...

You know he and the rest of the band were tired of being here. The sudden murder spooked them, and then the customers stopped coming. So did the money. Only Rocky was chipper, and for once you found it hard to share his enthusiasm.

Maybe you wanted to leave, too. Maybe you wanted to reconnect with Mitzi. She was still mourning (right ...?) But you could still be friends, right? You two were friends before being anything else. Maybe Rocky had the right idea. With that shadowy cat gone and Viktor out of service, maybe you ought to help with other parts of the business.

... or maybe you shouldn't at all. It would upset Zib, it might actually piss him off. Or maybe he'd give you that resigned look that you catch him giving to Mitzi. Nostalgia and sadness tinged with some resentment. You know he wants to skip town, but he wants the whole band to come, like it used to be. He wants that so badly. If you scrapped some money together ... .

Well, the good times as the 'golden trio' couldn't last forever. At least you still have one of them.

[klondiketales]

mordecai: must you take the one thing i hold most dear

zib: i can’t help it if I’m irresistible

mordecai: he’s seven years old

ariel: but daddy I love him

mordecai: ariel go to your room *pulls out a gun* mr. Zibowski and i have to have a chat

zib: rocky help pls :(

Drew @klondiketales Lackadaisy OC’s! Siblings Laura and Ariel

[drzibs]

you cant tell me this isnt a real picture splinter took that leo made into a meme i know its real

[paujama]

hhhh

https://youtu.be/YPRPaHNblXE

for @melodyofthevoid ‘s Royalty AU

this was super experimental and was so freaking fun to make ohmigah

i’m so nervous jdjsjfsj

fave frames below

[whatisgoingonhereman]

I recently took part in a conversation about PilotDib. I keep thinking: is he really as crazy as fandom thinks he is?

[satirical-spiritsmoved]

Hello sir/other

can you pls draw zim2 and zib? also who’s your favorite invader Zim character

behold, marketable plushie zib and zim2

and for the second question, gee i cant possibly guess who my favorite iz character is. /lh (zib the answer is zib he is blorbo from my shows)

[the-doodly-noodle]

Did I ever post these? I don’t think I did.

At some point I was going to do the girls and some other characters I missed too but.....yeah I haven’t gotten around to it yet. These characters are fun tho!

[banana-zim]

For the request thingy, is zadr the only ship you'll draw or would you also draw za2r (Zib x Zim #2)? Just curious

I can definitely draw other ships than just ZADR. ♥️ I'm open for suggestions, so send them my way! (p.s. ZA2R is adorable, so if you have a request for them, oh hell yes pls send)

[gaylienz]

Do you have any slow burn Zadr fanfics

yup!

Change of Heart by Golden Snowflake ♥

Summary: He is reaching for something that suddenly, after an ongoing battle so fierce that is has claimed the entirety of their focus for years, has simply turned and walked away. And he didn’t know how important it was until he’d lost it. (its so gay so so gay pls read it its super cute and gay)

Defective by GIR’s Infernal Waffles ♥

Summary: Begging for the human’s life may have been a mistake;an Irken PAK is a strange gift, the personality it harbors parasitic. So while Zim’s human might be alive, he isn’t defective; he isn’t Dib. Meanwhile, a leaderless rebellion within the great Irken Empire is brewing; a rising up of those forgotten outcasts,the only beings in the galaxy the Brains truly fear.

Defective by WaruiOkami  ♠ ♥

Summary: When Dib finds Zim unconscious in his lab, he manages to fix his pak and simultaneously disconnect Zim’s emotional inhibitor, changing everything. How will Zim handle his new-found emotions, and what will he do with his life now that he is no longer a defective Irken?

Interstellar Series by CatlynGunn ♠♥

Summary:  A journey through space. A war among two great powers. New friends. Old enemies. And a bond that can never be broken.

Revolution is nigh, and the Irken Empire won’t be the only thing forced to deal with the changes…

Invasion Code Yellow by TavalyRa  ♥

Summary: (as far as I know there is no official one but, I’ll try and give it one) Zim has a smeet whose name is Zib and he very suspiciously looks like an irken/human hybrid. Dib must deal with the fact that he is now a father and how seeing Zim as a parent has begun to completely change the way he sees his nemesis.

The Game by angel_authoress ♥

Summary: Zim and Dib have both successfully graduated high school. Dib is ready to start venturing out into the world, but finds himself stuck between a rock and a hard place: keep defending the world from Zim, or move on with his life.

Meanwhile, the secret that the Tallest have been hiding from Zim for years is finally revealed- and it’s left Zim unsure of what to do next. But when the Control Brains make a surprising order for his execution, Zim finds himself in more danger than he realizes, and it’s up to Dib as to whether or not to save him. (ZADF, eventual ZADR)

The Human Kribliss by SWING-21 ♥

Summary: ‘This hatred belongs to Zim and no one else,’ muttered the alien with contained fury.

And it's sequel

The Uprising by SWING-21 ♠ ♥

Summary:There is a revolution brewing in the Irken Empire. Zim, Dib, and their rocky relationship get entangled into it all. An epic tale of war, treason, lies, and blood on the Massive’s walls.

The Union by lil-banshee, cupidty11 ♠ ★

Summary: AU: Where Dib has since given up on the paranormal and works with his father. Where Zim has been captured breaking into Membrane Laboratories. Where together they hope to stop Earth from being taken over by coming together in a planetary union. And where they kind of fall in love in the meantime.

The Knotted Series by cupidty11 ★

Summary: Throughout their lives, Zim and Dib have been enemies. Sworn and destined. What goes on between them to keep it that way? What if something changed? What if they weren’t just destined enemies, but destined everything? Partners? Friends? Lovers? Here’s a story for you. One based solely on the two of them. No complications.

The Package by BibliophileLove08 ♥

Summary:After years of being on earth, Zim finally succeeds in his mission. Now he takes Dib captive, bringing him with him to Irk.

Verd'ika by DesdemonaKaylose ♥

Summary:Maybe it starts with zombies. Maybe it starts with a rescue mission. Maybe it starts somewhere outside of what scientists and historians can quantify. But it is universal, wild, and unabashedly stupid.

“Do not touch him,” the Irken says. “That soldier is mine.”