#zim and dib microwave

[qingwaaa]

Me when me when I’m a grasshopper

[sl33pysilly]

THE DIB!!!

My art, made these while trying to adjust Dib to my art style.. :3

[piggiebonez]

what if he did that. huh

Z*ADRS DNI. GET SYPHILIS

what do you think about that. would she listen to gg allin

[letdibtravel]

Put The Dib in a microwave Cook the child

The microwave, Google images

[random-iz-stuff]

I listened to it a bunch of times and absolutely agree with you this song practically SCREAMS Dib, but I also can’t think of an animatic scenario.

You might be on your own here.

@random-iz-stuff

Ok, I found this song called “Aliens” by Autumn Kings. It’s like the PERFECT IZ Song, but I’m trying to imagine an “animatic-type” scenario for it, but I’m having trouble. Assistance would be much appreciated.

[geekcat]

They waited for several more hours before they reached out to the Resisty. Dib felt impatient and eager to do so as soon as they could, but it was clear Zim was tired, and maybe still a little wary. He didn't want to push Zim—he might change his mind again if Dib was too insistent about this.

And he felt maybe a little bad seeing how tired Zim was. The whole situation must have been eating at him all night. He cuddled with Zim for a few more hours, and when he did get up to grab a breakfast bar, he made some hot chocolate in the microwave, adding a dollop of whipped cream from a spray can.

He handed the cup to Zim, who gratefully accepted it and slowly sipped at it, leaning against Dib's side.

It took him some time to finish the hot drink, but once he did, he looked a little more energized. “Alright, I'm ready,” he declared. “Let's make that call.”

“Great!” Dib beamed, darting to the closet and pulling on some clothes before heading to the cockpit. Zim was right behind him, grabbing his shirt to pull on it and straighten out the wrinkles. They both sat down, and Zim turned on their comms system, plugging in the contact code they'd been given.

They waited a minute or so as their ship searched for the contact…and once it was found, a connection was quickly established, several silhouetted figures appearing on-screen.

“Zim and Dib!” the one in the center said. “The others said you were considering our request. Have you come to a decision, then?”

“We did,” Dib said. “We're willing to help!”

Read Chapter 5 of Cosmic Ripples on AO3

[smartzelda]

I'm really curious about your thoughts on zadr for the ship bingo!

Sorry it's taken me so long to answer!😅

(I hope this was the right bingo)

Haha I have read so many fics

There are a lot of Invader Zim ships I like but WOOF this one, man. It's just so fun and entertaining

Do I even need to explain? Constant drama. So much angst potential. They're at each other's throats, they're the only person either of them can actually rely on and yet they don't trust each other at all, they're the only people who understand each other and yet they just don't get each other. They'll be friendly for 5 minutes and one will backstab the other for no reason. It's not unheard of for their conflict to escalate to tbe point one attempts to kill the other, and yet neither can operate without the other. They have in a sense become dependent on the other's existence for enjoyment, for motivation, and have grown to crave attention from the other. They are a complex toxic mess (it really is no wonder why I flocked to lawlight immediately after thinking about zadr for months)

Listen LISTEN. Zim is nonbinary. Neither boy nor girl? Both? Gender apathetic? Gender fluid? It does not matter. He is Zim. Gender is queer. Dib is a trans man to me.

This is probably the most concise way to describe what their relationship is to me. I don't know how to explain that zadr, zadf, and zade are all true to me. At once. It's complicated! They want to kill each other and dissect and study and tear apart and ruin each other and yet they couldn't handle the other being dead. They could be friends while dating separate people and yet be so wildly close. They're possessive. They're the only ones allowed to be this close to each other as friends, they're the only ones allowed to hurt the other this way and try to kill them this way, they're the only one the other should desire to this extent. There is a minimum level of attention they should have on the other, whether friends or enemies. They've never hated a person so viscerally. They've never loved a person so passionately. They could live together domestically and be life partners without ever desiring what is usual in a romantic or sexual relationship. When they get older tension tends to snap and they swap kisses on the battlefield. They're scientists at heart, so romance and sexuality is an extension of their curiosity. And yet if they ever came to desire each other they'd never admit it. It's its own nebulous thing. They can never be fully platonic, fully romantic, just enemies. No matter what form their relationship takes (allies, enemies, best friends, lovers, etc) there's always SOMETHING that makes it different and sets it apart. And that is something that makes them appeal to me

Combining both unhealthy in a good way and a bad way here. Unhealthy in a bad way is clear. Kind of obsession and passion that makes them so much worse. Like you put them in the same room and you can be surprised how much more awful they can get. And yet it's unhealthy in a good way like...like that redit post about how they're toxic but they're better together than apart ("never involve anyone else in what you have going on"). And yet while they clearly make each other worse, they also have the possibility of making each other better at the same time. If they admit to themselves that they care about each other, it's sort of an irrevocable change to their personality. They will never be able to be ruthless in the same way. In every universe they exist, they find each other (canon to the comics), and they make each other better and worse at the same time with the relationship they share.

I may not be rotating them as hard as I was even a year ago but by GOD can I go off about them. They are so funky. Every time I get back on them again the microwave becomes a taffy puller

Sorry they've never dated but they have the vibes sometimes. Especially in aus where one of them leaves for an extended anount of time or they stop seeing each other for a while and feel as if the other has stopped wanting to oppose them.

🥲💖👍

Ahahaha would this ever happen in canon? Extremely unlikely. But I myself have bamboozled myself into Zim/Dib/Keef/Zib/Zim2, and if I'm being real with you, I could probably convince myself into any number of pairings between any different Zims or Dibs with those 5. This is an infinite possibility polycule that would never happen. But I love it

Okay, so for the record, this fandom understands them better than a lot of other fandoms I've been getting into understand my favs, but regardless. Their relationship is just so complex to me, so it’s hard to reduce it to any given trope or relationship type

ㅤ

Thanks for the ask!! I hope you got the answer you were looking for

Although of course, if you want to ask specific questions on how I feel about them or what I think, go for it. I'm always happy to infodump out my (often complex and not always easy to understand) strings of thoughts

[invadernurse]

Catching Flies (Revised) Ch. 12

Chapter 12: EMP (Egotistical Megalomaniacal Psychopaths)

Overall rating: Teen

Summary: You catch more flies with honey than vinegar. That’s what they say anyway.

Teacher!Reader makes the mistake of trying to help the two most troubled kids in your class. This leads to forming a science club, learning some childhood psychology, adopting an alien older than you, and somehow catching Professor Membrane’s interest.

Afab Non-binary Reader;

The reader does have a last name: Nemo– which means no-name.

Chapter One | Previous Chapter

Master post |Ao3

"We must do something," Zim swore the next day as he and Dib sat in the back of Boltzmann's class, the man droning on overly simplified astronomy. It often left Zim bored beyond belief, and he and Dib used the time for other homework or the Science Club project. 

Afterall, they had both been in space and traveled to the planets the science teacher was talking about, as well as others the teacher had never heard of. 

However, today the two were glaring at the middle aged man with an intensity that would kill if it was possible. Boltzmann, to his credit, was doing a rather convincing act that he hadn't noticed, not that he would even admit to himself the seed of fear that had taken root as he continued with his lecture about the sun. 

"To have such a disgusting inferior worm insult his superior," Zim continued. "It must be corrected."

"If Mx. Nemo or Dad found out, though…"

"Ha! Zim fears no one! Even if your parental unit is nearly as tall as the Tallest, and surprisingly intelligent for a human…and attentive."

"Wait, was that a compliment?" Dib's guess caused Zim to splutter, his green skin darkening. 

"That's not the point here, Dib worm! The point is that these foolish human bags of meat must pay for their idiocy!"

Despite himself, Dib agreed silently. He was still trying to figure out if Zim was honestly angry on Mx. Nemo's behalf, or just because Meyer and Boltzmann interfered with their club. It was like the focus and drive Zim had for conquering Earth had been redirected towards the science club. 

Well, at least it was for good. Somewhat. Okay, it wasn’t directly for evil, so it was a win either way. 

"Now once in a while, the sun releases solar flares. If such a powerful solar flare hit earth, it would wipe out all technology. Thankfully…"

Boltzmann continued on, but the idea stuck with Dib, causing him to smile. “You know, I think I know a way we could get back at the school and no one would be the wiser. 

--+--

You had finished your argument-slash-essay to Principal Meyer as well the board of educators, and felt a swell of satisfaction. Surely this would make a difference. This would get things changed back to normal. If not better, if the Board had any common sense. 

Which you were starting to doubt, but you still had a shred of hope. 

The lights flickered first, making you frown but not worry too much, after all, brownouts happened occasionally. The school was old and its wiring wasn't meant to accommodate so much ‘modern’ technology. So you merely shrugged it off as you resumed reviewing your work, looking for any errors. 

You had to be perfect for this. If you wanted to be taken seriously, there couldn’t even be one small punctuation error. 

The lights above suddenly cracked and snapped. You screamed as you instinctively ducked and covered your head as sparks and glass rained from above. 

By the time you gained your senses, all your hard work had blinked out of existence. 

"No...No!"

--+--

"Sir, there's been a sudden electrical outage affecting the inner city and surrounding neighborhoods."

Professor Membrane sighed, but didn't look away from the display of his neutron microscope. "I assume that it was R&D 13? Or did Carl use the microwave and coffeepot at the same time again?"

"Actually, sir, it showed a rogue emp. Our defense systems deflected it, thankfully."

"An emp?” That made him look up from his work and to his assistant. “Who would...was it an attack?" There had always been fringe groups  that were either jealous or angry at Membrane Labs, though none had gone to these sorts of lengths. Usually it was bad internet reviews, small little protests outside their complex, or an opossum locked in his car. 

"Actually sir, it came from one of the nearby schools…" 

An odd feeling developed in Professor Membranes' stomach. Dread, he realized after a short moment. That was definitely dread causing him to feel ill. "Which school exactly?"

"Innercity middle skool," was the answer he received, expected, and the one he had feared. 

Because he knew exactly who was to blame. 

--+--

"I think that was stronger than we intended…" Dib said as he watched from the rooftop of the school while lights flickered and cars stopped in the distance. The large machine Gir and Minimoose brought from Zim’s lab whirred quietly as it powered down, but yet the EMP wave just kept traveling farther and farther .

 Zim didn't hear Dib's comments as he continued his maniacal laughter, Gir echoing along as well. 

"Pathetic Earth technology! Bow before the Irken empire! Mwahahaha!" 

Minimoose floated next to Dib, its usual smile a little wider as usual. It bumped into Dib’s shoulder, trying to get the boy to enjoy the victory as well. Except, it was hard for him when he could see the effects travel farther and farther. 

"We are in so much trouble."

"Dib! You need to celebrate our accomplishment! We have shown these stupid teachers who are superior! They shall bow down before the mighty Zim and Dib!"

"We've shut down half the city!" Dib shot back, shock turning into anger. "This is worse than when I raised the dead that one time! Dad is going to be pissed!" 

The excitement faded from Zim as realization sunk in. He wasn't an Irken invader anymore. He was an… an ally of the humans--something that still made him feel queasy in the squeedlyspooch. 

His new Tallest was going to disapprove of this. 

"Well, if your stupid technology wasn't so vulnerable to a basic EMP!" Zim spluttered, crossing his arms. 

"It's not my fault you failed to calculate the power output properly!!" 

"Oh no! You are not blaming this on me! It's your equipment and Gir was the one playing with the dials!"

"I am not responsible for Gir!"

"He's your robot!"

"He's his own person!"

"He may be sentient, but he is too childish to be held responsible!" 

"And you expect me to be responsible for his actions?!"

Before Dib could answer, the roof-access door slammed open behind them. Both boys froze as one of the janitors glared down at them. "What are you little snots doing up here!" the janitor roared. Minimoose squeaked in fright, spinning and darting to the sky. Gir quickly followed suit; jumping off the roof of the three story building, his cackling scream cut off suddenly as he crashed into the cars parked below. 

Dib was tempted to follow, but doubted he would be able to sprint away like Gir after a fall like that. Zim glanced over the edge as well, spindly legs emerging from his pak until he caught Dib's eye and the human shook his head. Zim snarled but allowed the pak to remain in its incognito state and turned back towards the janitor with a snarl. 

"You may have caught Zim this time, but it means nothing! Nothing!" 

--+--

The teachers were gathered in the cafeteria, with the short-statured Principal Meyer standing on the table as everyone threw out their ideas. All worse than the next, in your honest opinion.  You sat at the back of the cafeteria, watching the ensuing arguments with a headache. 

You had a few ideas yourself, but none you wanted to voice. After all, if what you suspected was true, then you weren't about to let these fools know. The only one you trusted enough to discuss your thoughts with was Professor Membrane, and at the moment you had no way to contact him. All the computers, laptops, and even your old flip phone were fried. 

It could have another source, you tried to reason to yourself. Natural or otherwise. You were likely just being paranoid. Dib and Zim weren't the cause, they couldn't be the cause, they were just child…ren.

Just as you almost convinced yourself of that, Ryan the Janitor dragged the two boys in by the scruffs of their shirts. The whole cafeteria went silent, all eyes focused on the two twelve-year-olds. 

"I found these two loitering on the roof with some odd machine," the janitor started. "They were up to no good, I tell ya." 

Even if they didn't have anything to do with the disaster as you desperately hoped, they would be used as scapegoats. These idiots didn't care about logic or anything like that. They wanted someone to blame, and the janitor had just delivered their favorite disobedient students. 

"I knew it!" Boltzman slammed his fists on the table as he stood. "You two are nothing but trouble makers! You're going to be expelled for this!"

Others started to echo the sentiment. You watched in horrified shock as Dib paled and Zim started to snarl. "No...no!" You stood up and marched to the two, standing protectively in front of them. "You really think these two had anything to do with that EMP? They’re twelve years old! They-they were up there because of a project we had running." That was a bold face lie, and you could tell a few of your fellow teachers didn't quite believe it--Boltzmann being the most skeptical.  You swallowed the lump in your throat and plowed on, trying your best to remain calm. "We were studying atmospheric data over the school, and they were supposed to be downloading the data." 

"That club was supposed to be under my jurisdiction," Boltzmann argued, crossing his arms. 

"Well, yes, but we just wanted to finish this one project before you officially took over." You didn't dare look down to Zim and Dib as you held Boltzmann's glare, hoping neither of them gave away your bluff. 

Thankfully, before anyone dared to call you out, the cafeteria doors slammed open again, this time allowing Professor Membrane into the makeshift conference room.  You didn't know whether to relax at his sudden appearance, or if it meant you were in even deeper trouble. 

Of course, even with the situation tense, Meyers was all too happy to try and sidle up to the famous scientist. "Professor! We were just trying to reach you. Other students have been sent home, but it seems like Dib here, um--"

"Happened to be doing something benign at the wrong time," you stressed, hoping to whatever higher power Meyer would play along. Surely he wouldn't try to accuse Dib in front of his father.

Even though you wondered if the Professor already suspected the two to be involved. 

"Y-yes," Meyers reluctantly agreed, shooting looks between you, the professor, and the children in question (who thankfully remained quiet). "Both misters Membrane and Irken were… somewhere students aren't normally allowed. But I understand that they had Miss Nemo's permission…."

"Mx," Professor Membrane said, and you thought he was talking to you for a moment before your realized he was correcting the principal, making your heart clench. "I believe that is their preferred title." 

 The Professor Membrane was correcting others of which pronouns you preferred. Meyer nonetheless! If you weren't already harboring a low-key crush by him, you were now. It had been a very, very, long time since some stood up for you, and to have him of all people to do it…,

Well, it meant a lot.

"Ah, yes. Mx." Meyer gave an insipid smile, "It's all very confusing and hard to remember that very…special title, especially in stressful times, as I'm sure you can understand." 

"Perhaps for those intellectually challenged,” the professor responded flatly and you had to bite back a laugh, barely covering it with a cough that echoed through the room. You kept your hands over your face, hoping that no one would notice the blush that was surely spreading across your face.  “Which, as the principal, I hope you are not.”

“N-no, not at all! I fully appreciate Mi-Mx Nemo’s individuality." Meyers spluttered, his face turning red in both anger and embarrassment. Dib and Zim didn't bother hiding their amusement, their snickers quiet but their grins wide. 

You were over the moon and wanted to smile as wide as the celestial object, but bit your lip instead as you tried to discreetly hide your expression.

“I just… Well…" Meyer floundered for words as he looked between you, the boys, and Professor Membrane. "Anyways! I am glad you came to pick your son and his friend up! Safety is very important!” 

--+--

Somehow, you end up following Professor Membrane as well as he led both Dib and Zim to the car parked outside. No one dared to argue when he had suggested you accompany him to explain to Zim’s parents what happened (making you wonder if he knew about Zim’s home life after all.)  

It wasn’t until you were seated in the passenger seat, the boys buckling themselves in the back that your calm facade broke. "What the hell were you two thinking?!” You snapped as you turned to face the two. “An EMP? Why?! How?! Why?!"

"You said that twice…" Dib cautiously pointed out, and you simply glared at him.

"I think Mx Nemo is right,” Professor Membrane added as he drove down the desolate streets, one of the very few working vehicles on the road. “An explanation is in order."

"We wanted to get revenge for their disrespect!" Zim snarled, not even bothering to deny their involvement.  "No pathetic earth scum is allowed to insult Mx Nemo like that!"

"It was supposed to be contained to the school," Dib clarified, "but things got a little out of hand. I just can't figure out how, unless we accidently reversed the polarity of the neutron flow…"

"Psh, if we did that, Dib-brain, it would have affected the entire parsec." 

"Except MLabs has a stabilizing EM field around the city, mostly to contain our own experiments,” Professor Membrane added. “If the neutron field had been reversed, it would have severely limited its effects. I would be highly interested in seeing your generator…"

Right. He was about as big of a nerd (affectionate, of course) as the two boys.

Yet your worry compelled you to interrupt. "All due respect, Professor, but I think the boys need to understand the consequences of their actions," you said out before turning towards the two again. "I understand you meant to defend my honor, but it wasn't your place. The damages you two caused are going to affect the entire city. All of my electronics are fried, so I can only imagine the damage done city wide!"

There was a stab of guilt as you saw the expressions of their faces, a mix of guilt and shame. You realized that you probably sounded a little too severe. You hadn't meant to snap at them; not when you wanted so hard to always be calm and collected. To be a better role model than you were ever shown. 

You took a deep breath to center yourself. "I'm sorry, boys. I didn't mean to yell,” you apologized with a softer tone of voice. “I… was just frustrated and worried. This kind of thing can have serious consequences for you, more than being stuck in detention or even suspended. You two have so much potential, so I don't want anything to happen to ruin your future." 

If anything, Zim looked even more embarrassed, though you could understand. Having someone care about you after a life of neglect could make things awkward. "I do have to admit, however, that building something like that in under a day only proves you two are geniuses." 

Zim snorted, still avoiding your gaze. "Please, that was boringly easy. Even Dib could have made it in his sleep!" 

"I don't know about sleep, but yeah, it did turn out rather easy." 

You just smiled at the boys before settling in your seat properly. You glanced over to the Professor, hoping you didn't overstep a boundary by scolding his son in front of him. But he met your gaze briefly and gave a slight nod, his expression unreadable as usual. 

--+--

With traffic being the lightest you had ever seen on the usually congested highway, you reached the Membrane residence in record time for crossing the city. The boys quickly escaped the awkwardness of the car and ran for the house, but you weren't so quick and lingered next to the car with Professor Membrane. "I should have known they would go and do something like this,” you started as you slowly walked towards the home, Professor Membrane drifting towards your side. Or maybe you were drifting to his side. “I should have been more responsible. I should've…"

You were silenced as Professor Membrane laid a gentle hand on your shoulder, though you couldn’t help but notice how large his hand was compared to you, how easily it covered your entire shoulder.  "If I know anything about those two, it's that their actions are completely unpredictable. That's why I admire you and your continued efforts." That made you look up in surprise, your face flushing, but he only continued as he looked towards the house, seemingly lost on a tangent. "I don't know of many others, if any, that would try as hard as you do when it comes to Dib and Zim. In fact, I'm sure many of my colleagues would be yelling and cursing right now. Your patience and compassion is remarkable."

"I, uh, well, thank you," you stammered, sure you were as red as a cherry. "I mean, I don't really think it's special, those two just...need a little extra attention. They're really not that bad." 

"Agreed, they could be much worse." There was a loud bang inside followed by muffled laughter that was undeniably Zim. It was Membrane’s turn to groan, rubbing his forehead. "But they are very, very trying at times."

It made you laugh quietly, and you felt brave enough to touch his hand that was on your shoulder with your own. "I know exactly how you feel." 

He turned, and you caught sight of dark eyes behind his goggles. Your breath caught slightly as you realized how close you two were standing, and how others might perceive your situation. "Well! Um! I guess we'll have to postpone things as far as the project goes! Well, I mean maybe they can focus on it since your neighborhood looks rather unaffected, though I won't be able to help. Not that I was ever much help to begin with."

You internally screamed at your awkwardness, wishing you could just disappear. Just as you were getting more comfortable around him! It was always open-mouth-insert-foot, making you wonder how much of the professor’s patience was from pity.   

Instead of acknowledging your little blunder, Professor Membrane tilted his head. "If you want, I could work on your phone before I take you to your home? The pulse would have wiped it clean, but I could at least get it working so you have some way to communicate." 

You frowned, more than slightly confused, but did as you were told. While you were not scientifically inclined, you had thought that EMPPs destroyed electronic devices (or so said the movies you watched).  Except when you pulled your phone out, it was Membrane's turn to pause. "What is that?" He asked after a long moment.

"It's my phone," you replied defensively.

"That thing is a dinosaur; it belongs in a museum."

You looked down at your phone. Okay, it was around ten years old; a flip phone you had bought when you entered college. But you never exactly had money to spend on something better. Not between everything else. 

"It works," you defended before habitually trying to turn it on and of course, it didn't. "Well, it used to."

"I'll see what I can do, but I believe I have the perfect idea to repay you."

"What? Oh no, Professor, you do not need to repay me! It was a mistake, an accident. While the boys are definitely at fault, I think they learnt a lesson today and…"

"Mx. Nemo." If his interruption didn't silence you, his hands wrapping around yours certainly would have. "I can only estimate how difficult your job, your life, is going to be now. Please, allow me to assist you." 

He seemed so heartfelt and sincere, and honestly you were more than a little starstruck. "Okay," you finally agreed as you stared up at him. How could you not, being able to see his eyes like that, the edges wrinkling slightly as he smiled. You probably would have agreed to almost anything, to be honest.

Okay. Maybe it was more than a little crush. 

[lil-miss]

how would zim take care of a sick dib,,, u ill thang

Hazmat suit.

I’m only kind of joking, she would take a lot of precautions to make sure that she herself didn’t get sick until she knew Dib wasn’t contagious anymore, then it’s all cuddles and microwave broth because she doesn’t know how to cook.

Dib’s pretty good at taking care of herself, but Zim’s gonna worry about her anyways.

[incorrect-zadr]

Dib: Well, remember when Zim made a romantic dinner for me?

Gaz: Dib, he microwaved you a pizza.

[kittynugg]

To Zim, using the microwave comes with great risk. It's not, like, a risk to his safety or anything, just his fucking eardrums. The microwave they have beeps really loudly, with a really high pitch, and can't be stopped once it beeps unless you just wait it out. Whenever he makes food in it he'll fucking patrol the kitchen, waiting for it to hit one second so he can turn it off. It's like FNAF to him. (Especially when he decides to make mac 'n' cheese at three AM. It's more likely than you think)

Zim noticed Dib looking at a girl in their class and blushing around her so he decided to be his wingman and help him ask her out. (Without his knowledge, of course!) He walked over to her and told her that his Dib-thing liked her and when she inevitably said "Ew" he pulled out the organ harvester.

Dib was like one of the kids who just sit around and play with bugs during recess when he was younger, but instead of bugs he went out looking for Bigfoot.

Eventually, Dib managed to rope Zim into his paranormal antics. They went ghost hunting at an abandoned mall and didn't find shit. Zim did get a lot of weird chills in there, though..

Every Friday, Zim Dib and Gaz will stay up extra late to watch movies. They usually rotate and take turns choosing what to watch but occasionally will agree on one thing and watch it. In which case the order always gets fucked up and next week there's a huge argument as to whose turn it is.

Zim still uses the Voot Runner. He's been pulled over multiple times and always has to explain that he's a fucking alien and he doesn't need a goddamn license. He once just handed the cop a Monopoly "Get out of jail free" card with his explanation written on the back and sped off.

FNAF kind of fucked Zim up. Whenever he's alone in the dark and it's too quiet he'll go into Markiplier mode and start checking doors and windows and all that shit. Even installed a camera in his closet so he wouldn't have to run over to it and check it.

Zim thinks snakes are cool. He's learned how to hold one and once caught one in the bushes near the house. Dib, on the other hand, is fucking terrified of them and hasn't looked at those bushes the same way since.

Zim has tried his own version of "exposure therapy" to help him cope with his fear of animatronics, also known as locking himself in Bloaty's for three days straight until Dib found him and took him home. He's just even more traumatized now.

Zim likes Dr. Pepper. Like, it's his favorite soda. Dib would make a joke about him not being human if he liked such a bad soda, but..

Invader Zim scenario HEADCANONS:

Brought to you by dumbass ™️

Zim can eat as much as GIR can, but chooses not to, because it’s “impolite”

Zim and dib have “special no fight days” where they hang out or whatever like 4 days out of the month, except summer where it’s 5, when those land on school days the skoolkids act like the raptures coming

Keef once dramatically professed his love for zim in front of everyone (flowers a huge ass speech etc) and zim promptly threw up and beat Keef up after school for embarrassing him. Keef though he was playing hard to get (he was not. There was no love involved whatsoever.)

Zim fucking loves earth pastries, he will postpone his “evil plans” if dib bribes him with a couple of cupcakes.

^ when zim, gaz and dib were at a state fair, zim entered a pie eating contest, he just wanted pie, but it was the worst thing dib and gaz ever witnessed, he ate 3 pies in 5 minutes. It looked like the dark harvest but with blueberry pies. Dib still can’t eat pie, but zim did win.

Zim actually likes girs soap waffles, he just eats them in moderation

Since doughnuts are rarities for the tallest, the first time zim had a doughnut was when letter M brought them in for his birthday, zim was confused, ate it, and promptly cried at how delicious it was, like full on nearly sobbing, (his classmates were like “BRO?” “Is you good??!!”)

Membrane once invited zim over for dinner, because “he’s such a polite young man! With his passion for science, he’s a wonderful influence for you dib!” And zim was well behaved, dib however…..

Gaz and zim once played cuphead together, after fighting over who got to be cuphead (gaz won) they played… two dumbasses with anger problems playing a rage game…. Membrane and dib curled into a corner and cried of fear

Zim can cook actually really well because his time on foodcourtia, he just does not like to. He once cooked for a schools bake sale and dib accused him of buying it.

Zim hacked into the membranes Netflix account, and for some reason it cannot be removed, like he hardwired it into the account.

Zim and gaz and GIR Play video games together, (Minecraft, Roblox, supersmash bros, Mario kart and animal crossing are their specialties) “GAZ DONT CONSPIRE WITH THE ENEMIES!!” “Shut the fuck up GIR just found diamonds and if we don’t get to him he’s gonna die and lose them in lava”

If you have any please reblog this with them PLEASEEEE!!! I wanna seeeeeee

[shandzii]

I blame the Discord ppl for this dfghjk

[dodgeballstuckonthegymceiling]

Note: I rewrote this after a few months of it being up because I thought I could do better, so if it looks different that's why!

Zim and Dib x sick!reader

Zim

★He notices that you're missing from skool, which is pretty unusual because you always walk with him. Infront of other irkens he calls you his "human slave drone" and you stop the dib from trying anything while you are in his presence.

★In truth you don't mind being around him, it's never a dull moment around him. Even now, while you are to I'll to go to school or even function.

★He takes this as a opportunity to learn about human illness, but Zim Is loud and ends up disturbing you while you try to rest. He honestly means we'll but it's a bit anoying.

★He brought you to his base to try and cure you of this sicknesses. you practically pass out on his couch because of how exhausted, you are. He however goes off to his underground lab to try and make find out how to make you feel better.

★If you don't feel much better with him taking care of you he starts to panic, with you getting worse he comes up with the conclusion that you're going to die.

★But his panicking stops when you tell him that you just need some rest and for him to be quiet. He ends up making you lay on the couch and sleep. He demands it. Go rest. Be unconscious before he panics again.

Dib

★You got sick after cryptid hunting with him, you both got caught in a rainstorm but he didn't get sick because his coat covered him, you however got really sick after much to his dismay.

★You didn't answer the door when he rung you're doorbell. You usually walk to school together, he let himself in only to find you laying on your bed with a box of tissues next to you.

★He feels pretty bad about it because he was the reason you got caught in the rain. After telling Gaz the situation and her calling him a idiot for getting you sick he ditched school to make shure you're okay.

★He gives you water and medicine, all while you're laying in bed. You can't have anything to solid right now so he ended up warming a can chicken noodle soup in the microwave.

★He even drew you a hot bath, complete with bath salts! While you are busy with that he takes the opportunity to wash the blanket you where using and replace it with a clean one

★Dib is much better than zim at taking care of you, even after you feel better he tells you take it easy. I don't think I need to say it but all of the attention is his way of trying to apologize to you.

[zeoumren]

The microwave is gonna explode. You put metal in there. Zim will be fine but you just voided your warranty!

*puts you in the microwave and watches you rotate*

microwave him.

[sapphicdib]

IN THIS ESSAY I WILL EXPLAIN WHY I FUCKIGN LOVE DIBPER

I didn't wanna clog up the dash w me reblogging tia's post so im gna talk abt it here!!

Okay so from the context of why Dib works so well with Dipper is because they are very similar in a lot of ways but have very different strengths, and therefore can support each other. To explain quickly, Dib's motivations in canon are basically "expose zim to the world as an alien so they'll finally take me seriously (but mostly my dad)". All he really wants is his father's approval, who AHEM, is essentially abusive and i fucking hate professor membrane so much fucking fuckity fuck shit-- excuse me. Anyways everyone in his life writes him off as crazy for believing in the paranormal.

Dipper is also like this to an extent, he wants to impress a father figure (Ford) and towards the start of the show is depicted as slightly paranoid, so he can understand where Dib is coming from on that front. Also can you imagine Dib telling Dipper "my fucking classmate is an alien, here, look at these pictures!" and Dipper nodding, and going "yeah omg that's so cool!". Like I think Dib would start fucking sobbing. He just wants to be believed and respected and not shoved into the mold his dad wants him to fill, and Dipper believes him!

Coming from Dipper's point of view, he doesn't have very much self confidence. Of course, he does gain some as his character develops, but Dib would definitely be there to pick up the slack. He is extremely confident in the show, or at least lacks the awareness to lose confidence, and therefore is a lot more reckless than Dipper. 50 step plans? Hell no, he's throwing himself into situations without thinking of a way out at all. So basically Dipper's anxiety is an Immovable Object and Dib's recklessness is an Unstoppable Force. This way, Dib would pull Dipper out of his comfort zone and Dipper would reel Dib in a bit so he doesn't get himself too hurt.

On the similar side though, both of them are passionate and obsessive, Dib keeps tabs on Zim constantly and Dipper keeps up the journals so they both like logging their findings. I think to a certain extent both of them kinda want recognition for their research so I could easily see them publishing some of it together whether it just be in a book or an actual academic journal. They're both nerdy as fuck (but in different ways), Dib is good with machinery and tech while Dipper is good with organization and numbers. (Headcanon: Dipper tries to get Dib to play DD&MD with him but Dib's ADHD brain gets bored of all the numbers very quickly lol). They are both v good boys and I love them.

Most of this stuff is just stemming from canon and has nothing to do with the ADDITIONAL headcanons I have for these motherfuckers, so let's just rapid fire those: 1. Dib can cook, Dipper can not. If it wasnt for Dib, Dipper would be living off microwave spaghettios to this day. 2. Likewise, Dib cannot fucking drive, Dipper does all the driving for them. 3. Dipper is still kind of insecure about his masculinity even into adulthood, but Dib is rlly gnc and it kind of eases his nerves seeing that his partner wears all sorts of clothes and isn't questioned. 4. They both chew their pens. Ew. 5. Dib is always cold, Dipper is always warm, together they make the perfect human body temperature.

Those are mostly just general headcanons, I have way too many fucking aus and unless you want this essay to be literally the length of a novel I'll restrain myself. The main au I talk about (and am writing a fic for with my friend @/kuzakat), is the murder boys/murder boyfriends au, wherein Dib is a serial killer and Very Annoying and Dipper is just trying to get him out of his hair lmfao. Its basically a hannibal au by accident but blame Kuza for that because THEY watched it and I haven't, so for all I know they subtly shoved in hannibal details while I was none the wiser. UHH other than that I have my Farm AU, Telekinesis Au, Horror Au, Angel/Demon Au, and the Betrayal Au, but I might be missing some. So yeah. Ask me about my aus if you want I love talkin about them!!

[bamsara]

Sorry to bother u.So Zim & Dib are gonna be living together for who knows how long.Does at least one of them know how to cook decently?(I'd imagene that Zim is banned from the kitchen for some reason)

Practically the rest of their lives. Zim despises earth food but will eat it in pinch, sans meat, but his Pak can keep him going for a long time without any substance. Dib is open to eating anything on earth and space (within reason) but he also can’t cook for shit unless you count microwavable as breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

They’ll both eventually learn how to cook and substain themselves, mainly vegetarian foods. That, and take-out.