So I had this idea of a resisty Zim x irken scientist Dib for a while now..and seeing how there's not nearly enough irken!Dib zadr on ao3 I drew this thing yesterday while beeing bored...
Just thinking thoughts out here in ghost land ignore me but if Maths and DCWT no longer occur on the same brane 👀 then WHAT pray tell is the story of the Young and Rush who so clearly end up together at Berkeley in the DCWT universe? Literally begging for the cliff notes on them and/or headcanons cuz I have SO many ideas
Whumpy reinterpretation of the phrase “left on read” :
Whumpee’s screams echo down the long hallway- far more intense, and far more desperate than caretaker has heard before. It takes everything in him not to bust through the swinging laboratory doors and make it all stop, but that would compromise his position, and in the end it would only lead to whunpee’s anguish being amplified. So caretaker clenches his fist and breathes in for a count of 5. He can keep up this charade- he’s been so disciplined thus far. It’ll only be a few more weeks tops before he can rescue whumpee and get the hell out of this hellish compound for good. He can hold on.
But god whatever whumper’s done to whumpee this time has to be so incredibly cruel. Caretaker’s seen whumpee grit their teeth through hours of intense electro shocks and beatings without so much as a grunt. Caretaker looks back at his computer, trying to ignore the strangled sounds as he organizes the data into near columns.
He’s jerked from his thoughts as the door to the control room slams open. Caretaker looks up in time to see whumper stroll through the door, a giant grin spreading across her shark-like features. But whumpee’s screams are still bounding around the tiled space, despite whumper’s presence in the control room rather than the lab.
“Whumper!” Caretaker says, startled. He plasters a smile on his face. “It sounds like you’re making good progress in there!” He nods his head toward the lab.
Whumper pulls off her gloves and tosses them in a wastebin. She’s beaming. “I’ve finally gotten past the first layer.” Her voice is smooth, self-satisfied.
“Can I ask…” caretaker pauses, knowing that it’s a risky question, but unable to keep it from slipping through his lips. “What was it that broke them?”
Whumper takes a deep breath and closes her eyes as if reliving her big advancement. She shakes her head wistfully. “I can’t believe it took me this long to figure it out, but nevertheless I’m a genius.” She looks at caretaker and winks. “I just left him on red”
She holds up the remote control in her hand with it’s dials painted from green to red, and caretaker’s heart plummets. No wonder whumpee’s screams sound so heart-wrenching. No one has ever endured red for longer than 5 minutes. Caretaker forces himself to grin back at whumper.
“Brilliant.”
Lmao why am I like this. Someone literally said yesterday that her friend got left on read, and this entire scenario just burst through my head. Everything is whumpy I guess. I guess this is just how my brain works… ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ anyway, hope you enjoy…