I haven’t even read the comics. Thanks for making me ship Zib and Two, though.
Not enough content for alt ZaDr with Zim-Dib and the guy they gave a gun to, literally in the middle of writing a fanfic for them lol
A strong and tall irken in charge of weapons and enjoys setting people on fire who is definitely a concubine that tops
And his ugly feral husband
They are perfect for each other<3
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Seems like a Zib is about to occur
(I cant draw blood for the life of me)
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he was kind of everything to me in 2020 (za.dr dni the bees go get you ❌❌❌❌)
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Here's a couple of sketches I did while unable to sleep :]
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I got nothing to post so here's some roach boy doodle and a blushy Zim2
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Zib’s single cracked/chipped lens is the most subtle change in his appearance from the Dib we already know and enjoy and yet I’m obsessed I’m so obsessed with it over anything else about his design you have no idea there’s SO much to be symbolically said about it
+ the use of glasses in media very often being a way to indicate a character with exceptional intelligence and insight and how Zib having damaged spectacles could be a hint to how this trait of his has been altered or corrupted
+ broken glass in general as a literary metaphor for transformation, the casting off of limitations, or the loss of innocence
+ “seeing through a broken lens” literally being an idiom for someone having a distorted and false perception of their world
+ Dib’s spectacles normally being one of his most defining/consistent features, not just the literal window through which he views others but also the one they see him through. In a destroyed universe, they’re one of the final connections to humanity he has left, degraded.
+ While Zib’s mutations only display how his body has been changed since he conquered his Zim, the unexplained chip possibly serves as a clue that he has also been personally damaged by the events of his past in some way. Irken biology remembers no grave wound, but human imperfections never forget.
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Last week was horrendous and I couldn’t really post (sorry, guys).
Here. Another white board piece I did forever ago.
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