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captainkirbypunch · 3 years

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My love has left tumblr once again.

As many of you may know, the account under the name MDZADR, has left tumblr. They felt unsafe in their fandom, and as such have deleted their tumblr and AO3 account due to the bad memories linked to them.

As a part of their departure, they have asked me to post something in their name, as follows.

If you want more details about how I came to this realization, continue to read. If not, here is your summary:

TL;DR: For the safety and health of this fandom, I wanted to spread the word that Mooping-10 is filled with people who absolutely cannot be trusted, creating a very hazardous environment for the zadr community, and MelodyoftheVoid is connected to all of those people, living a double life amongst those of us that don’t “ship zadr correctly.” She has plenty of friends her inner circle knows nothing about, and nobody on either side knows who she really is.

Full story below.

I’m sorry I didn’t say goodbye. Nobody did anything to me today, but this just wasn’t worth it.

My AO3 and tumblr are both gone. I didn’t say goodbye because I didn’t want to look like an attention seeker.

Here’s the thing. I wasn’t going to name drop, but you guys need to know the truth. I’m instructing my boyfriend (hi y’all) to turn asks off for his own safety after this because this is going to be a nightmare, but... allow me to tell you the full story. I’ll try to break up the text so it’s less difficult to read, but this is important. I’m sorry to air discourse so publicly, but please... I need you to listen to me.

I’ll start from the beginning, without being vague anymore about who “she” is. I request that you please read the whole thing and not skip parts of it. The whole story matters.

I finally returned to the fandom about two months or so ago. As I’ve mentioned, I don’t do well in my thoughts while left alone too long, so I posted saying I would stop messaging people I knew because I didn’t want to bother them. There were only two people I was talking to at the time, but one of them is famous so I didn’t want to message her directly saying that. Doing so would have put her in a position of feeling obligated to say “you’re not bothering me” rather than just simply being able to sigh with relief from no longer being contacted.

But the first person to contact me was the famous person, and she asked if I was okay, and told me she liked talking to me.

God, I actually cried.

But, that’s just her. Melodyofthevoid is the type of person to talk to people in the fandom, totally unaware of her demigod status. She comments on stories, interacts on posts, messages first... a pillar of kindness, so it seemed.

But let the story continue.

Over time, we were talking more often.

Mostly sending memes (cause everyone I knew, myself included, aren’t exactly great at holding conversations. No shade. Memes are a love language). I was still in the hero worship stage of our relationship, so my view of her was that that was perfect.

Now, let me bridge a connection with a new story idea I got around December 28th or so, and my thinking she was perfect.

I had recently finished watching Madoka and questioned “If I had magical powers, what would they be?” It then turned into its own story idea, basing creators’ powers around the strengths and weaknesses in creations. I actually realized “oh fuck. My stuff is incoherent. My friends’ works aren’t too different...”

Thus spawned the name “Incoherent” for the project.

What does that have to do with this? Well, here’s the thing that really fucked everything up quickly.

This was not on purpose, because originally the project (which I had told nobody of yet at the time) was all about improving your works, making platonic friends, dressing our personas in cute outfits, and writing fun magic.

While listening to music and thinking of the story one day, my brain accidentally shipped my persona with hers, and I couldn’t unsee it. And I’m lousy at keeping my own secrets (other’s are different) so she found out on probably day one or two about my weird crush because of an ask meme of all things.

She didn’t try to put me off any, which was another problem for future things to come, and so I decided that since Incoherent was finally making me feel alive again and feeling the euphoric feelings of love wouldn’t hurt anything (I figured they’d mellow out on their own eventually because that’s how infatuation works) since they helped fuel my inspiration, and then we would just continue from friends to better friends one day and this part of our lives would be over.

Besides, the forbidden is attractive somehow, and makes stories more entertaining. She’s aro/ace, so I had no chance anyway. Someone safe to crush on, in her own way.

This isn’t a story of a love betrayal however. There was no such thing. But it’s important to the story because Incoherent is where my mistakes were made, and hers brought to light.

By this time, I had a handful of people I was talking to, and I created a discord server for the project. Only my boyfriend (hi!) and I were in it at the time. I was not-so-subtly asking my friends what they’d look like if they were a magical person, what their names would be... I thought I would have had to lure Melody in to make her want to join us, but I managed to get her in very easily. Everyone was happy and excited! It was a no obligation, no time limit thing for us to enjoy, a little sandbox to play around in.

Sure there were plans to make it bigger and I was working on art to the best of my ability, but it was gonna be a fun thing mostly. No pressure on anyone.

And how things started becoming a problem was that the rest of us posted publicly about the project and interacted with each other’s posts relating to the story, but she had started to interact publicly less and less with our things, and everyone noticed it.

It wasn’t because we were greedy and wanted the popular girl to reblog our things. It’s because we had a feeling she was ashamed of being seen publicly with us. The reason we were worried before then and started making that connection was because I mentioned I was going to ask another user if they were interested in joining Incoherent. Melody was the only one that seemed uncomfortable, and I messaged her asking about it. We agreed I wouldn’t invite that person but I knew things were off about it.

That person is like me. How long until Melody didn’t want to talk to me anymore? A few days ago, the other shoe finally dropped. A member of our little group and I were talking and (let’s call them Friend for simplicity. They asked to not be name dropped here) Friend was worried they had made Melody upset by tagging her in a meme picture they drew of her persona, and the two had agreed that Friend remove the tag. This spawned an anxiety-filled conversation where Friend and I expressed our concerns about Melody not interacting with the project, or us.

So since I wanted reassurance that that wasn’t the case, I messaged Melody with my concerns. I told her I had the feeling she was ashamed of being seen in public with us because of her friends, and she didn’t refute me. She simply told me to go get some rest. I messaged back with “I’m right.”

I deleted Discord off my phone for hours and nearly deleted my Tumblr, AO3, and the server after my boyfriend helped pass messages between us. Melody confessed that was the case because her friends expressed discomfort with my works, and she was playing both sides.

Her words, not mine.

Melody told me she would be withdrawing from the Incoherent project because it wasn’t fair to us if her heart wasn’t in it.

She didn’t stand up on my behalf when they said things about me. Her friends are the type who talk behind creators’ backs for shipping zadr “incorrectly.” Worse than antis because they actually participate in the “pro-shipping” side of the fandom. I broke that day and messaged her at 3 am.

We finally spoke at 3pm. We both missed each other. I tried to understand more. I wanted it to be more like a conversation rather than an interrogation. It was only one-sided however, and she never opened up further. And I made some mistakes and poor choices of words, and we ended up parting ways permanently right there.

I nearly deleted everything, but much like a coma patient attached to many machines on a hospital bed, my blog was kept alive a little longer by people sending kind words in droves. I was briefly fuelled by spite, wishing to watch the world burn by making everyone on the "correct" side of the fandom upset by posting the worst, most vile content this fandom has ever seen.

I was also welcomed with open arms by a very kind server with fellow degenerates, all of them screaming and crying and partying when they managed to get me in their server. It was so heartwarming...

But as I spoke to others about my situation, I realized something. A disturbing pattern.

People telling me horror stories about how Mooping-10 was cult-like. How the people running it were antis. I was even told once that they have a secondary server where they go to have their talks and do their work, likely the place where the real bashing is held.

The server itself has rules against such behavior, but I suppose it's different when they do it.

One person (and this is the most unnerving part for me, personally) told me Melody actually set off alarm bells in their head without having even done anything yet, and the most disturbing part of the story was that one of the moderators was afraid and upset because they got Covid, and received basically no moral support at all. Only getting told "spoiler that. Sorry you got Covid".

I was horrified. That server has 100 people in it. How many of them are the same? They act like popular kids in school who picked up an unpopular main character and then bash others, and the main character joined in because they don't want to be left behind by their new "friends".

To put it short, back to my point:

TL;DR: I simply only wanted to spread the word that: Mooping-10 is filled with people who absolutely cannot be trusted, creating a very hazardous environment for the zadr community, and Melodyofthevoid is connected to all of those people, living a double life amongst those of us that don't "ship zadr correctly". She has plenty of friends her inner circle knows nothing about, and nobody on either side knows who she really is.

#Invader Zim #zadr #tagr #rapr #zagr #mdzadr #MelodyoftheVoid

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dana-chan-the-control-brain · 3 years

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Happy new year everyone 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉

I know 2020 has been hard for everyone.

And I want everyone to know, suffering isn't a contest and we all suffer in different ways. But I feel I should give my year in Review. Just some things that happened to me personally.

This was an intense, and long and spiritual and emotional journey for me...

I really discovered what it meant to have community, family and what my life means to me.

But I feel I need to get this in writing cause I can remember the year with vivid detail and I will probably forget if I don't get it down.

Do I have to share this publically online to my tumblr account for a bunch of strangers to see? not really.

Do I want to?

Yes. I think so. Just from how so many people on tumblr and real life have touched me.

This is kinda long and no one needs to read this.

(idk how to do a readmore on mobile. But this is where I would add it later. No one needs to read if they don't want to.)

January/February: (and some background on the last five years of my life cause.....well. it's important.)

As people knew, I got way into Invader Zim last summer. I spent most of my waking life working a dead end job at a grocery store. I lived a sad lonely life, going straight home to a single dark studio apartment. With not many material possessions outside of games, my laptop and my tablet to my name. Half of my material loves, such as home furnishings and books were still in boxes from when I moved in. In case I ever had to move again, or get some "big screenshot or copywriter" job in the city.

....

I lived in that city in the same dead end job and apartment for five years.

No friends. No social life. I often refused to make doctor appointments or attempt to establish myself in that city. I didn't even talk to anyone in my workplace.

Work. Go online. Go to sleep.

I lived like that for five years.

I thought it was good.

Even my therapist thought I was doing well.

When I really wasn't. My main character flaw I struggle with is motivation.

I can talk to someone about very detailed plans I have to fix a problem... But I tend to never follow through.

Just because I can describe in detail how to fix my personal problems, it doesn't mean I will do it.

(I have gotten better at this but it's a major struggle)

I might have been a Zombie during the day...

But by night I was pouring my soul into my AU and my analysis.

After being so thoughly ignored or overlooked by the Naruto fandom and the Undertale fandom, I felt like I had finally found my home and was settling into a community there.

I just loved that people loved what I had to say.

Especially my AU.

It's no secret that a lot of themes in my au revolve around found family, grief, and loss.......

Fatherhood, in particular.

What it means to be a father, how much do you need to try when you mess up, how willing should a child forgive their parent, especially those that have wronged you and how much of it is factually accurate and simply a self projection of what children want their parents to be and visa versa... What amount of forgiveness and change is nessasary...is it needed?

....

It's no secret that a lot of my AU is a giant coping mechanism for my Dad's death. Espessially the falling out and growing closer with a lot of my family members throughout the years following his death. (Most of the time I keep it ambiguous to how it relates to my personal life unless I include a readmore that states so outright. I feel my au can be enjoyed by a variety of people in the fandom who don't need to know me as a person or my life story.)

My Dad passed away in 2016 in February and my family still feels the aftershocks to this day.

It's part of the reason I moved to the city, alienated myself from my family and people that loved me and refused to experience life for five years.

My entire world was Zim, and I was okay.

March: When America finally realized and started to feel the effects of the pandemic....

A lot of people got scared.

Me included.

I didn't have any streaming services or access to the news. So I only heard accounts from my mom.

I didn't understand why the store was so dead quiet and empty for a few days, then it went into mass chaos and panic in the span of two days.

It felt like Retail black friday in the worst way. Everyone was packed like sardines. Everyone was yelling. The lines at the registers bled into the clothing department.

I was witness to customers shoving others for toilet paper, being rude to cashier's and just overall unpleasantness.

At the time, I didn't even fully grasp what the pandemic was, and I feel a lot of people at the time didn't either.

I ended up absentmindedly scratching my eyebrow in front of a customer and she screamed and villanised me for it. That they didn't want groceries touched by my "unclean hands"

I ended up breaking down into tears.

The customer behind me gave me a hug and told me I was doing a great job.

But the damage was done. It was the final straw, I couldn't stop crying and I was breaking apart.

Thankfully my Boss (the one who likes me) pulled me aside and asked what's wrong.

It was then that I quit. No notice. Same day. I had to get out of there.

I was planning to move to an apartment with my sister in the summer, but my Mom offered for me to move back in with her temperarily just so I can get out of the city and away from the pandemic.

So I did.

I got scared, broke my lease a month early and quit my job of five years that gave me nothing back.

He told me, "take care of yourself and your family, I won't keep you here, do what you need to do."

So I did.

April-June:

A very eventful few months.

My mom offered for me to live at her place, but for some reason she was acting like I would live there forever. That this wasn't a temporary arrangement, and that I didn't have an apartment set up already.

This was in large part to my sister, who had lived with my mom taking advantage of her for years.

Even though my sister and I were going to move in together, I was just never sure about it cause of how she never packed her stuff or made any effort to find a job.

My mom often acted like I was lazy and not searching and was treating me like... Well, an unruly teenager instead of a woman of 29 years. She acted like I was a failure for returning home when it was her idea in the first place.

I would have just been petrified in the city.

Like usual, I retreated to my au again.... And in the spring, something eventful happened.

In may, 8th 2020:

I was invited by @rissynicole to join an invader zim discord.

Now, I've never really used discord before. I always thought it's interface is too confusing.. and I'm a member of a few other iz discords and I usually don't follow them that closely.

Rissy assured me it was different cause some friends of thiers made it and it was smaller.

Before I knew it, I was sharing memes and getting to know everyone there.

It wasn't long after I invited my partner in IZ crimes, @paketdimensioncomic who was genuinely wary of iz servers due to a bad experience with the last one they were a part of.

But soon they were sharing memes and laughing with everyone else.

My eyes were starting to open and I was able to connect to fans of my work in an interpersonal way. And I was able to discover new artists and aus I never knew about.

I was also able to meet so many others of the community and invite them to the server myself.

The moo-ping 10 server kept me sane while I was living with my judgmental mother.

Not only that, the summer was very productive for my au.

Drawing was all I did, and it was a huge break from the job as a cashier I had.

Not only that, June came, and with it, me and Ceph's first collab fic:

A result of us just going back and forth in our DMs constantly about Professor Membrane and how he changed in ETF for the better and how much we adamantly stan "trying-to-be-a-good-dad-brane" and how much of his ETF development has to be implied off screen in order for the emotional resolution in the movie to matter.

The only reason I never professed my love for Membrane as a character in the fandom before the fic dropped was.... Well....

Membrane can be a decisive character in the fandom and I was so worried people would hate me if I did an analysis on him, simply because he's not the best parent in the world. (As an understatement)

Ceph and I really encouraged each other to scream our love for the science himbo loud and proud more frequently and so often.... I actually start to see less Membrane hate posts and breakdowns then their used to be.... I like to think it's a combination of Me and Ceph's influence, along with ETF and the Quarterly's painting Membrane in a slightly more nuanced light then he was previously.

I never wrote a collab fic before and it's such a rewarding and fun and unique experience that I don't think I'll ever have again. And I love working with Ceph on our fics so much.

So much so we did it again...

July-August:

I never thought I would be one of those people who writes NSFW IZ fic... But here I am.

The Brainbrane au started.... An au of my au where Membrane and the Computer fall in love and Membrane makes him a body.

This ship was based around the idea where we joked that Membrane and Zim's Computer would have funny interactions if they ever met, under the pretense Membrane thinks Computer is Zim's parent.

Our headcanons morphed and shifted until we just full blown started shipping them.

Just because Membrane and Zim's Computer have overall REALLY entertaining chemistry.

It's a character dynamic never seen in the show or comics (yet) and I imagine thier interactions to be nothing but entertaining banter.

The fic was also born from spite... Making fun of the troupes and cliches that we found personally destestible in some questionable zadr fics.

So an angry ace and a demi-bisexual collab on a porn and end up blessing the fandom with

Compapa headcanons,

Computer being recognized as a more common used fanon character,

The ship of Brainbrane.

The fandom having a crisis of "oh God, not only are we xenophiles we're technophiles too!!!" Or "why you gotta give Zim's Computer an ass"

More android Computer designs

It was an eventful summer.

In the midst of all this, I moved into my new place, got a new job, and I was able to see my friend (who is def my platonic straight soul mate) who lives in Indiana.

She came to visit, showed me how to decorate and how to take care of my body better! Things were looking up! It was great.

September-November:

My job was at a boat store. If was approaching the fall and my hours were being severely cut.

I was getting into a rut of depression again.

I thought things were changing but the same routine I was trying to escape from was the same thing coming back.

But instead of letting it take hold, I decided I was going to do something about it... I was gonna visit a museum and go with my sister. Just... variety stimulation.

Well that didn't happen.

I talked about this shortly in my au itself...but..

My sister had a complete mental breakdown.

She stopped taking her meds, went off the deep end and was in the hospital a total of five times throughout November.

A lot of it was acting out and the perfect storm of environmental factors that made her scream and act out so she would keep going back to the hospital.

It was traumatizing for me.

I just can't explain what it's like. For her and for me to be in that position.

I'm not telling the full story and a lot of bullshit things happened I won't share here.

She got diagnosed with bipolar one and my mom expected me to be a caretaker for her.

I threatened to disown my family and move away out of state.

It was just too much for me to handle.

So much I was a nervous wreck.

I tried to pick up a second job... Cause my sister was in the mental ward so frequently and couldn't pay the bills.

But I was fired within a week cause I was so stressed I couldn't retain the basic information they were training me for.

It was an office job.

My dream.

It could have been.

I was fired from something I really wanted.

I was only there for three days.

I could not retain any information.

I was a mess.

My sister was a trigger, my mom wanted me to live with her. I couldn't live like this.... I had to get out.

I had to get out.

December:

Remember my Indiana friend?

Well the first week of December is my birthday.

My 30th to be exact.

While I did pick up a seasonal position at Target (not my first pick)

I took the first week of December off so I could spend time with her. Cause she agreed, I needed a break from this crap.

Surviving 30 years is cause to celebrate and if I had to celebrate with my sister I would have cried.

I know there was a risk traveling out of state during a pandemic...

But I needed out, I needed a friend..

And I kinda wanted to look at the place since I was considering moving there.

My friend's mom was sick so she avoided me and her daughter and got us a hotel room.

It was fun! I got to swim in a salt water pool, we talked about Naruto, I showed her the iz and su art books I brought, also Computer and Membrane tea.

I also got to meet her other friends and get crunk. And her bf who is super nice and funny!

I had a super fun birthday....

Until her mom told my friend that her grandparents had covid and that was what she had. And my friend got sick within that same day.... As did I.

I owe so much to her family.

I was an entire state away...about a ten hour drive from home.... She let me stay at her house. "The covid house" we called it.

Cause everyone (except the father. He avoided everyone and booked a hotel immediately cus he was an ER doctor) had covid within a day.

I called in, the test results were positive and I had to stay with her family for ten days quarantine before I could work again.

Which would have been fine....

If my tumblr didn't log me out perminately of my old account. @dana-chan325 .... Which really sucked cause I had a constant headache and was too sick to engage with tumblr or much of the fandom. I didn't want to make a new account when my head was in a bad fog and I could barely breathe or smell.

It's not like I saw much of my friend either.... We all slept at different hours and she had more symptoms then I did.

It was just netflix, danganronpa v3 and cry.

I was miserable, but at the same time.... Not?

I really feel like God himself was the one who pulled me off from tumblr, and my living situation.

Maybe a whole extra week feeling like a bobblehead was what I needed.

It gave me some much needed clarity on my relationships with my mom and sis and friend.

Running away to Indiana was not the solution here.

Once I was better within ten days and no longer had a leave of absence, I drove home.

I am glad I fully recovered (but from how I understand it, my dear friend is still ill. I'm praying for her)

I might have gone to work a bit too soon, cause I had an asthma attack after trying to unload a single cart in the span of six hours.

My boss lectured that my speed was unacceptable, and even though I explained the covid situation and breathing problems many times, she threatened that I'd be fired if I'm that slow again.

Que the next few days of work where they put me on register.

Instantly I was sent into a panic remembering the last time I was on the register and how that panic attack caused me to quit.

I even asked if I could go back to stocking, since my breathing had improved. My boss assured me that I was put on the register cause they needed help and nothing to do with my covid thing.

Then as December concluded and the new year began, my boss said that this was the last shift for me cause my position was seasonal and they were letting a lot of people go.

I then asked why I was on the schedule for Sunday, and he told me to ignore it and I'm free to reapply for full-time.

I mean.... They can act smart about it...

But putting your general merchandise stocker onto register after she had an asthma attack and missed working the first two weeks of December due to covid.....

Not a good look.

So once again, I'm jobless once more.

Will probably continue to live with my sister for awhile.

But I do not feel as if it's a bad thing....

I met so many good people this year....

My friend's family even gave me 500 usd to cover my rent since I couldn't work for a majority of December.

I've seen evil and good from humanity this year. I've seen acts of god, good friends and what my real family means to me as well as friends I consider family.

This year really made me look back at the person in the mirror and say,

"I deserve better."

And actually worked for it this time.

Oh and after Christmas I got a horrible yeast infection that burns over most of my body currently.

Very accurate doodle to the pain I'm in right now.

(seriously my body is a fungus.)

But hey, good news, I respected myself enough to go to the doctor about it!!

So that's progress.

I really hope 2021 holds good things for me.

Thank you to the mooping 10 server for always being there and keeping me sane,

Thank you tumblr for liking my au and everything.

AND A SUPER SPECIAL THANK YOU TO @evartandadam and her family for housing me and my dumb diseased ass. Everyone, she is an angel and I can't express how much she means to me. Please check out her art and buy her stuff on redbubble.

Anyways... Byebye 2020.

I look forward to what I can accomplish for myself this year.

#danachan's posts #personal stuff #new year post #tw: covid #tw: yeast infection

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lumens8ite · 4 years

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You’ve reached the ZaDr Hotline!

[ZaDr Hotline Discord server invite]

🌺 Welcome to the ZaDr Hotline! 🌺

Here we have a variety of channels to talk with the other 100+ members in! Whether you’re an artist, author, crafter, or simply just here to chat, there’s a place for you! This is a safe space for all ZaDrs, and also a good get-away when you’re in need of positivity. If you feel like lurking and rising up every now and again, that’s fine, too.

This server respects member’s triggers. If you have issues not mentioning said triggers within the respective channel, then this won’t be the right space for you!

We also have a list of helplines around the world for those going through a tough time.

The server is constantly growing and improving, so if you ever have a suggestion to help us make it better, you can just let the Mods know!

There’s plenty of other things to do within the server, so join to find out more!🌺

[ZaDr Hotline Discord server invite]

Thank you to the Mods who have made this whole thing possible! I literally couldn’t be doing it without them. <3

And, of course, thanks to you, the members! I’m so happy I can connect a bit more intimately with my community and in general with other fans in the IZ community. This server has been a blast so far, and it makes me really happy to hear everyone’s stories about meeting new friends through this server!

#iz #invader zim #zadr #zadr hotline #discord #zadr hotline server #discord server #zim #dib #fandom

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zadrweekphase2 · 5 years

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GATHER ‘ROUND, ZADR SHIPPERS EVERYWHERE! FOR ZADR WEEK; PHASE TWO IS HERE!

@doodlett and @griffin-mcelroys-vore-corner, with the help of the lovely ‘ZaDr Central’ Discord server, have finished putting together the preparations for this beautiful ship week! Which will be held: -drum roll-

UPCOMING 11 TO 17 NOVEMBER!

RULES (Please read before joining):

Submit your entry on Tumblr and tag it as ‘Zadr week 2’. Use it as one of your first three tags, to be sure we find it.

All forms of art are allowed! Drawing, writing, video editing, the more the merrier.

We gladly accept late entries and skipping/missing a day is fine as well. Don’t worry about it!

If we haven’t reblogged your entry in 12 hours or so, feel free to send us a message.

NSFW art is allowed, but under the following conditions:

If you create something suggestive or downright sexual, all characters involved must be 18+. Canon Dib is a twelve year old boy; don’t portray him in compromising positions. Either age him up, or limit yourself to just fluff.

NSFW art isn’t allowed on Tumblr anymore. Submit your entry on another website like Twitter or A03, then post a censored version and/or link to the explicit version on Tumblr, so we can reblog it.

PROMPTS

Confession. A fitting starter! Who’s confessing to whom, and what are they confessing to exactly?

AU. This community sure does love itself some au’s! Use someone else’s or your own alternate universe!

Intoxicated. What are they high on? Alcohol, weed, XTC, weird alien drugs? Or just plain old drunk in love? You decide!

Jealousy. This couple can’t go without a little possessiveness.

Dumbass in distress. A broad one to get one (or both?) of our boys in all kinds of trouble.

Song lyric. On Saturday, use a song lyric in your artwork somehow! You can just have it be inspired by it, or have the boys full on sing karaoke.

Family. A poetic ending to a beautiful week.

We are super excited for november to roll around so we can properly celebrate this beautiful, timeless couple! Follow this blog to make sure you don’t miss anything and please reblog this post to spread the word!

HAPPY ZADR SHIPPING EVERYONE! <3

#zadr #iz #zadr week 2 #thats how you tag it! lmao #invader zim #im exciteddddd

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meowmeow518 · 2 years

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Hey fellow zadrs! Made a server for 18+ that’s for the most part allowing problematic content including proship stuff ^-^ join if you’d like!

#zadr #zim #dib #proship #invader zim #18+

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fuckinvaderarcs · 4 years

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ok so I never followed IZarcs or even heard of it before I saw a screenshot of them apparently wishing death on people. Going through the tag, there is no recent activity from anybody accept one person trying to reboot it. So I have to ask, why did these people fallout? Why did they stop their rps?

okay i just saw this so im going to try and explain. i just woke up so pardon me if none of this makes sense. invader arcs was a group of invader zim roleplay blogs that ended up getting fairly popular. they were annoying as hell (in our correct opinion) but ultimately pretty harmless aside from dib and keef mun i think.

the first big hit they took was when everyone in the discord (which had like 500 people or something) started to voice their complaints with keef mun, who was, putting it mildly, being really weird with the way they played this 11 year old, so they ended up leaving the mods. though they had left, by that point, a lot of people were really sick of the constant never ending sorrow that all of the mods kept pushing.

the second final hit they took was when dibmun got a callout post about how he drew porn of an aged up dib and roleplayed kink shit as dib with a minor too in some other server he had. i think he sent said minor to join the server and defend him or take the blame for it too i dont know though like i said i just woke up

the callout has since been deleted, arcs broke up. its dead. after word got out about dibmun the rest of the mods split and i dont fucking blame them. also the screenshots of arcs telling people to die were from the server and it was about zadrs so they deserved it anyhow

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64bit-trash · 4 years

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IZ Treasure Planet AU

This is an au my friend @yeehawimscared and I have been putting together for a while now exclusively for @shadowofthelamp‘s Adventures in Parenthood multiverse (If you haven’t read her story on Ao3, I highly recommend checking it out. It’s great!). It’s been exclusive to the discord server, but for the sake of the tumblr fanbase and... well... creating an actual timeline so people know wtf is going on, I’m gonna make as short a summary here as I can (God help me, it’s a long story).

Warnings for mpreg and major character death! And Zadr... because ships apparently need to have warnings attached now

In a universe where space travel is commonplace, so much so that even Earth is aware of the existence of aliens, Dib abandons his home planet as soon as he turns 18. Paranormal hunting on Earth seems far less interesting to him than seeing the stars, and given he and his father don’t see eye-to-eye, it all seems to be in his favor. He buys a spaceship and travels the stars for about a year before an accidental collision with a panicked Zim’s ship as he was attempting to escape his banishment. The two crash land on a nearby moon, and immediately, it’s hate at first sight.

After two weeks of bickering and having no luck in repairing their own ships, Zim and Dib form a truce and agree to work together so they can get off this rock and never look at each other again. However, the following weeks reveal that they actually work pretty well as a team, and more so that they have a lot in common. When it’s finally time to say goodbye, they both realize they don’t really want to, and instead wind up travelling together. As the months pass, they become inseparable and eventually lovers.

All seems well and good... until Zim finds out he’s pregnant and foolishly decides to inform the Tallest of this anomaly. Instantly, they’re pursued and Zim is taken to Judgementia for deactivation. Dib follows and manages to get Zim out alive, but at the cost of his own life. Zim, unable to turn back and save him, winds up travelling alone. Deciding he’s not going to risk their smeet as well, he escapes to a distant planet to hide while he raises Twix.

Twix grows up on a worthless junker planet where Zim is running a restaurant to make ends meet. As she gets older, she begs Zim to let her leave the planet, but he rejects every plea, leading her to become rather moody and unmotivated as a teenager. However, when a map to a legendary planet all but falls into her lap, she finally gets Zim to cave, and the two set off to find a crew and search for Treasure Planet.

While searching for a way to travel, they stumble across Gaz, who’s become a ship captain and is very interested in the discovery of Treasure Planet. They join her crew, keeping their relation to each other a secret for their own safety. Tensions immediately rise when Zim realizes he’s not the only Irken aboard. Sizz-Lorr was hired on as well, playing nice in front of Twix, but warning Zim to stay out of his way if he doesn’t want to be reported to the Empire. Sizz-Lorr manipulates Twix throughout the journey, getting her to trust him, and fueling the resentment she has toward Zim for being so controlling.

Zim’s warnings about him prove to be correct though when Sizz-Lorr launches a mutiny and Zim, Twix and Gaz escape by a hair, Twix just managing to snag the map, and Gaz getting a pretty nasty hit on their way out. While Zim is patching Gaz up, he discovers that Gaz is Dib’s sister, and the three realize they’re family. Twix decides to look around for a way off the planet and stumbles across Gir, who follows her back and clings to Zim immediately upon seeing him.

Eventually the group manages to steal the ship back and finally find Treasure Planet with Sizz-Lorr tailing them to it. As it turns out, Gir belonged to the pirate who made treasure planet and housed knowledge of a booby-trap that would destroy the planet, but he told them too late. Sizz-Lorr and Twix have a showdown while Zim desperately tries to bring the pirate’s ship back to life, and in the end, Zim and Twix manage to kill Sizz-Lorr and barely make it out with Gaz and a small handful of treasure before the planet explodes.

You good? You still with me? GREAT, BECAUSE THERE’S STILL MORE!

After that adventure, Twix gets to attend the flight academy to learn to fly her own ship. There, she meets her roommate, Tulip, who she instantly forms a rivalry with. However the two team up to try to bring back a special ship that was stolen from the academy. The two don’t stand a chance on their own, however, and Gaz and Zim wind up coming to their rescue, only to discover a much more robotic-looking Sizz-Lorr and his crew had stolen the ship.

The group forms a plan to take the ship back, and just when it seems they’ve gotten an advantage, a tall, mysterious new enemy shows up and interferes with the mission. Zim winds up facing them one-on-one only for the fight to feel far too familiar. He manages to de-mask the intruder to discover Dib under the mask. They manage to knock him out, but the discovery leaves the whole group shaken. Zim sedates him and puts him in the Voot to keep safe.

Returning to their prior mission, they find little choice but to destroy the ship. Better to destroy it than to let the empire get their hands on the new tech. They kill Sizz-Lorr, making sure he’s dead this time, and blow up the ship. Gaz takes Tulip and Twix back to the academy and Zim takes Dib. He discovers that, instead of killing him, the Empire brainwashed Dib and turned him into a living weapon. He spends months trying to undo the damage. Having his coat return to him triggers his memories to start returning, and when he snaps back to his old self, he doesn’t remember anything from the past 17 years.

They put the pieces back together and Dib and Twix manage to build a friendly relationship, but they can’t really connect as father and daughter. Twix is off living her own life and building her relationship with Tulip. Eventually, She and Tulip get married, and Zim and Dib decide to have another kid, giving Dib the opportunity to be directly involved like he had wanted to be.

TL;DR Zim and Dib have a kid together, but Dib’s killed by the empire Zim raises Twix by himself Twix finds a map to treasure planet The plot follows the major events from the movie, but with Gaz as the captain, and Sizz-Lorr as an evil John Silver. Gir as Ben Surprise! Sizz-Lorr’s not dead! Surprise! Dib’s not dead! Dib don’t remember anything tho -_- Zim and Twix help him remember! Yay! Happy ending!

#AIP #AIP Treasure Planet au #Gah it's so long!#I'm sorry!#I tried to make it short and sweet but too much happens!#Bambi and I are proud tho

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