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Not so long ago, I still finished translating my fan fiction 《The Happiest Halloween, Zim》, and this art is more of a cover for it.

In short, Zim uses Halloween for another plan to destroy humanity, but everything goes wrong again x)

I will be very glad if you read it and get a Halloween mood) Also, since English is not my native language, it would be great if you would point out to me any errors and inaccuracies in the text using my messages.

Have a nice reading and a wonderful Halloween!

Redraw the screenshot! I still wonder why the hell he needed that disguise. And today is exactly a year since I have been a member of the most beautiful fandom in my madness!

Редрав скриншота! Я до сих пор ломаю голову нахрена ему нужна была эта маскировка. А еще сегодня ровно год как я состою в самом прекрасном в своем безумии фандоме!

The spoiler to the fanfic from Vindex!

This art gathering dust on the comp of the month of September. SINCE SEPTEMBER, KARL!

He waited for a long time for the idea to take shape into something worthwhile, and finally this hour has come!

I beg to love and favor Yandere-Keef!

ME ENCANTO ESTE DIBUJO, YA QUE ME SUBIÓ EL AUTOESTIMA, NUNCA PENSÉ LLEGAR A ESTE NIVEL DE DIBUJO AHH

ME ENCANTO ESTE DIBUJO, YA QUE ME SUBIÓ EL AUTOESTIMA, NUNCA PENSÉ LLEGAR A ESTE NIVEL DE DIBUJO AHHHH <3 <3 <3 <3 <3


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Parte 6 uwu Alice no le creyó sobre lo de Zim, así que volvió a estar solo como antes.Parte 6 uwu Alice no le creyó sobre lo de Zim, así que volvió a estar solo como antes.Parte 6 uwu Alice no le creyó sobre lo de Zim, así que volvió a estar solo como antes.Parte 6 uwu Alice no le creyó sobre lo de Zim, así que volvió a estar solo como antes.Parte 6 uwu Alice no le creyó sobre lo de Zim, así que volvió a estar solo como antes.Parte 6 uwu Alice no le creyó sobre lo de Zim, así que volvió a estar solo como antes.

Parte 6 uwu 

Alice no le creyó sobre lo de Zim, así que volvió a estar solo como antes.


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TWWC | Part 2 - Ch. 4: RUN

Now up on Patreon! Only $2 to access everything & provide my unemployed ass with snacks while I write

Also … Y'all wanted to meet Gaz’s girlfriend.

You asked.

I delivered.

Teaser below. Link in title.

The Weight We Carry | Part 2 | Chapter 2

(aka Ch. 16 because there was no good way to split it into proper parts)

Finally up on AO3!

Chapter 3 is already up on Patreon!You access all fics early for only $2/mo!

Snippets for Hybrid that may or may not make it in. Idk. I was having a night. Perhaps this is a bit pretentious …

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Dib closed his eyes against the blinding colors, humming under his breath. Something that always took the air from his lungs and pushed his heart into his throat. A song that perfectly captured a time when he was entirely someone else.

“You used to play that all the time, that first summer when we were dating,” Zim said as he snuggled under Dib’s chin.

“I’ve got such weird, vivid memories from that time,” Dib murmured, stroking Zim’s antennae, unaware of how his movements synced to the rolling waves. “It was a time in my life when everything was so bright and loud and overwhelming…”

Zim poked him in the cheek without looking up. “Sensory overload.”

Dib chuckled softly. “Yeah. That was part of it. But it was also just … realizing that we live our lives in moments. And realizing that nothing would ever feel the same as I did right then. And I’m slowly learning to be okay with that.”

Now Zim looked up, perplexed. “That was back when we were terrible to each other and your dad kept threatening to disown you. Why would you want to go back to that?”

Dib sighed, leaning back against the warm stone behind him, enjoying the tingle from the places where it was almost too hot. “It’s not that I’m nostalgic. It’s more like … I’m honoring the pain, I guess.”

“Forget the pain,” Zim interjected. When Dib gave a dismissive sniff, Zim sat up and turned. “I’m serious, Dib. You’ve got no reason to dwell on the past.”

Dib ran a slightly sandy hand through his salty hair, letting the rest of his breath out as he slowly deflated. “Pain is the measure of the distance from where I was, and where I am now. And sometimes it’s nice to remember that.”

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