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Zim’s POV
Pacing was all I could do, trying to keep away the thoughts of that Dib-stink just wishing to eat at my brain meats. I could feel it in the core of my squeedlyspooch that he would drive me mad with conflicting feelings and ideas. I've never needed him, I hated Dib more than anyone, but damn my face for speaking such kind words to him. That human monkey didn't deserve the me or my kindness. Why was I suddenly... why did I feel like that!?
When he had told me of the worm-human called Tobey, and what he had done to him, I felt an indescribable hate rise in my belly. Why? Why was I so angry? Did I feel sorry for the bastard who had done so many horribly unspeakable things to me? I growled under my breath, still pacing the small scale of the tiny, disgusting cell. I knew Dib-stink was watching me through that damned camera in the high right-hand corner of the room. I deliberately forced myself not to look into the camera, to look into the eyes that I knew were surveying me.
My angry thoughts soon turned into curious ones. I wondered how the Human had felt when that filth-stink, Tobey, had touched him. Did he feel as vulnerable and violated as I did when he had touched me? I then began to feel a different emotion as I thought more and more about it, an emotion I couldn’t figure out. What was this strange feeling? I felt slightly angry, yet sorrowful, and bitter. Did I feel…feel jealous? No! I didn’t feel envious towards the dirt-human, Tobey! I didn’t care that he had touched my Dib. Wait a minute! NO! Not my Dib! NO! NO! NO! I felt nothing for Dib, nothing! Dib was merely a small flaw in my plan to get back at the cruel people that called themselves my race…Wasn’t he?
Damn it. Damn it all. I was too confused to think . Dib made me feel…made me feel…things I had never felt for him. At times I was fond of him, other times I hated him beyond reason. The puzzled feelings began to start after I had informed the Dib-stink of my trial. He…he seemed to feel sorry for me, seemed to actually understand how painful it had been to be rejected by my own race.
Rejected by my own race…. Of course! How could I have not seen it before?! The reason Dib-scum understood me was because he had felt the pain I had endured. I thought back to the days when we went to Skool together. Every worm-child, along with me, had ridiculed and scorned him, . He knew what it was like to be hated by your own kind. I and the inferior human had more in common than my superior brain had realized. My ingenious epiphany only made my thoughts more chaotic than before.
I sighed and stopped my useless pacing, slumping against the wall. Damn that Dib-worm. He was only creating more problems in my already anarchic, yet enhanced, life.
My thoughts turned back to the human called Tobey. He would pay, oh yes, he would pay. I couldn’t, and I wouldn’t, let him touch my Dib ever again. Yes, Dib belonged to me and only me. I couldn’t deny my feelings any longer. I felt for Dib, although I couldn’t explain exactly what I felt. He would soon realize my feelings, and only Irk knew what would happen then.
I slowly drifted off to sleep-mode, with bewildered thoughts of Dib and how to get revenge on what Tobey had done to him.
Pacing was all I could do, trying to keep away the thoughts of that Dib-stink just wishing to eat at my brain meats. I could feel it in the core of my squeedlyspooch that he would drive me mad with conflicting feelings and ideas. I've never needed him, I hated Dib more than anyone, but damn my face for speaking such kind words to him. That human monkey didn't deserve the me or my kindness. Why was I suddenly... why did I feel like that!?
When he had told me of the worm-human called Tobey, and what he had done to him, I felt an indescribable hate rise in my belly. Why? Why was I so angry? Did I feel sorry for the bastard who had done so many horribly unspeakable things to me? I growled under my breath, still pacing the small scale of the tiny, disgusting cell. I knew Dib-stink was watching me through that damned camera in the high right-hand corner of the room. I deliberately forced myself not to look into the camera, to look into the eyes that I knew were surveying me.
My angry thoughts soon turned into curious ones. I wondered how the Human had felt when that filth-stink, Tobey, had touched him. Did he feel as vulnerable and violated as I did when he had touched me? I then began to feel a different emotion as I thought more and more about it, an emotion I couldn’t figure out. What was this strange feeling? I felt slightly angry, yet sorrowful, and bitter. Did I feel…feel jealous? No! I didn’t feel envious towards the dirt-human, Tobey! I didn’t care that he had touched my Dib. Wait a minute! NO! Not my Dib! NO! NO! NO! I felt nothing for Dib, nothing! Dib was merely a small flaw in my plan to get back at the cruel people that called themselves my race…Wasn’t he?
Damn it. Damn it all. I was too confused to think . Dib made me feel…made me feel…things I had never felt for him. At times I was fond of him, other times I hated him beyond reason. The puzzled feelings began to start after I had informed the Dib-stink of my trial. He…he seemed to feel sorry for me, seemed to actually understand how painful it had been to be rejected by my own race.
Rejected by my own race…. Of course! How could I have not seen it before?! The reason Dib-scum understood me was because he had felt the pain I had endured. I thought back to the days when we went to Skool together. Every worm-child, along with me, had ridiculed and scorned him, . He knew what it was like to be hated by your own kind. I and the inferior human had more in common than my superior brain had realized. My ingenious epiphany only made my thoughts more chaotic than before.
I sighed and stopped my useless pacing, slumping against the wall. Damn that Dib-worm. He was only creating more problems in my already anarchic, yet enhanced, life.
My thoughts turned back to the human called Tobey. He would pay, oh yes, he would pay. I couldn’t, and I wouldn’t, let him touch my Dib ever again. Yes, Dib belonged to me and only me. I couldn’t deny my feelings any longer. I felt for Dib, although I couldn’t explain exactly what I felt. He would soon realize my feelings, and only Irk knew what would happen then.
I slowly drifted off to sleep-mode, with bewildered thoughts of Dib and how to get revenge on what Tobey had done to him.
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Charles.
I never meant to hurt you. You are the last thing on this planet I want to hurt
you and your childlike belief in the good in all humans. I never wanted to hurt you. But I did.
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You claimed to know everythin
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Ok, ok, I know this one took a while to submit, and I am sorry peoples! NOW STOP HASSLIN SILVER!!! I MEAN IT!!
Well, I must credit Darqx [link] and her awesomness!! Her picture is what inspired it all!
So...about the story......POOR ZIM!!! He's havin all these crazy, conflicting feelings about Dib, and doesn't even realize what he's feeling.... Now, if anyone out there thinks that this doesn't sound enough like Zim, then tell me, and me and Silver will see if there is anything we can do about it. I'm better writing from Dib's point of view...Zim's voice is hard to capture, so sorry!! Silver tired her best to make it sound like Zim and all of his wierd third-personess!!
Invader Zim and all other characters involving Invader Zim belong to Johen Vasquez and I do not own any rights to them, nor do I claim to.
Zim (C) Johen Vasquez
Dib(C) Johen Vasquez
Invader Zim and all other characters involving Invader Zim belong to Johen Vasquez and I do not own any rights to them, nor do I claim to.
Zim (C) Johen Vasquez
Dib(C) Johen Vasquez
Chpt 1[link]
Chpt 2 [link]
Chpt 3 [link]
Chpt 4 [link]
Chpt 5 [link]
Chpt 6 [link]
Chpt 7 [link]
Chpt 8 [link]
Chpt 9 [link]
Oh, p.s.! Check out this website! It's my page where I'm going to promote all of my stories! It's pretty crazy!
[link]
P.S.S. Check out this song: [link]
For some odd reason this reminds me of the relationship between Zim and Dib in RCL.....here's a [link] for the lyrics
Tell me that does not say exactly what Dib so badly wants to tell Zim!
Well, I must credit Darqx [link] and her awesomness!! Her picture is what inspired it all!
So...about the story......POOR ZIM!!! He's havin all these crazy, conflicting feelings about Dib, and doesn't even realize what he's feeling.... Now, if anyone out there thinks that this doesn't sound enough like Zim, then tell me, and me and Silver will see if there is anything we can do about it. I'm better writing from Dib's point of view...Zim's voice is hard to capture, so sorry!! Silver tired her best to make it sound like Zim and all of his wierd third-personess!!
Invader Zim and all other characters involving Invader Zim belong to Johen Vasquez and I do not own any rights to them, nor do I claim to.
Zim (C) Johen Vasquez
Dib(C) Johen Vasquez
Invader Zim and all other characters involving Invader Zim belong to Johen Vasquez and I do not own any rights to them, nor do I claim to.
Zim (C) Johen Vasquez
Dib(C) Johen Vasquez
Chpt 1[link]
Chpt 2 [link]
Chpt 3 [link]
Chpt 4 [link]
Chpt 5 [link]
Chpt 6 [link]
Chpt 7 [link]
Chpt 8 [link]
Chpt 9 [link]
Oh, p.s.! Check out this website! It's my page where I'm going to promote all of my stories! It's pretty crazy!
[link]
P.S.S. Check out this song: [link]
For some odd reason this reminds me of the relationship between Zim and Dib in RCL.....here's a [link] for the lyrics
Tell me that does not say exactly what Dib so badly wants to tell Zim!
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