#dookie loop

[stephreynaart]

ZIMiversary 24

Happy birthday angry bug baby man

[stump-salsa]

Dookie Loop Horror

[stephreyna]

I like that this is who Zim is at his core. He just wants to make art, play video games, do puzzles, and read books.

The everyday Zim is hell bent on power, control, and praise. However, when he doesn’t have that, when that pressure isn’t there, he’s just a guy.

Like. Who IS this?

I like him

[invaderoli]

I imagine in iz the people against the resisty would ask lard nar hypotheticals like christians do to atheists. like "if you were playing dancing arcade game but for aliens with an irken smeet. and it said it wont hold on to the protective bars unless you turn your faith to the almighty tallests. what would you do."

[littlemissgloomexe]

:hearteyes:

Again, sorry for the inactivity, life has been kickin my ass lately

[geekcat]

Summary: After "The Dookie Loop Horror", Zim and Dib are still trapped in a time loop with no end in sight. But even if they're stuck, they don't need to suffer for it…and they don't have to be alone, either. Written for Day 11 of @febuwhump 2024: Time Loop.

[ozzgin]

Tis I, good ol' ❄️ nonnie 👁️🫦💞 Dw, the kids and Bartholomew Chungus Roofus Goofy Achilles Pedro Pascal are doing great..

NOW.. I opened my eyes and saw a real nice rq you wrote out, abt the husband cow hybrid? Now.. hear me out, I was thinking with my cat, but...

Male lactation, gynaecomastia and milk flavoured/consistency cum.

He gets overstimulated by the smallest touches and has a crazy oral fixation, so, THINK ABT THIS FOLLOWING SCENARRR.IO.... ;

Your darling husband, after a long day of your teasing is oh so overstimulated, teh poor guy is rock hard.. and, although it IS your fault, he'd never blame you, the sweetheart <3..

Suddenly, as you finish washing the dishes, he walks over behind you, his abnormally tall frame casting a shadow on your body. He slowly loops his arms around your waist, licking stripes up your neck, his nipples already begging for attention, dribbling due to his arousal.

After he gets your nod of consent (BC CONSENT IS SO SO HOT.. 🥵🤤) he drags you to the couch and gets on his knees infront of you, while you sit in a relaxed position, your legs slung over his shoulders as he begins to eat you out/give you head.

His round eyes are teary, his long lashes stuck together. He just can't help himself! He loves you so so much, so when you tuck his bangs behind his ear so compassionately, before gently tugging on his nipples with one hand while the other gently strokes his head, petting his ears, he almost blows his load, his eyes rolling to the back of his head before you cut him off, telling him softly to get on the couch, before he can cum

He obeys, but is teary eyed at his failed attempt to cum. As he lays on his back you suck and lick his nipples, drinking drops of warm and sweet milk, before pressing kisses along his torso and abs, before sucking him off, holding his trembling hands in yours.

While the milk from his tits was sweet and reminded you of cow milk, his cum is slightly saltier and reminds you more of oat milk, the consistency still runny and the temperature still warm.

After you drink every last drop, he hoists you up, hugging you close and pressing soft kisses to your neck, lips, shoulders, cheeks and forehead, effectively lulling you to sleep better than any lullaby.

Today was eventful, but with him.. every day is a dream, the sex being only the silver lining, while his love and kindness being front stage.. You both silently think to yourselves "How did I get so lucky?" with a smile on your faces before drifting off to dream land.

Yeah I hyperfixated on this bs, but hey, even when you are neuro-divergent, you can stay thuggin'. Shout out to my boy Nagisa from 50% Off, he's the OG 🗣️👣

And to the lactose not tolerant and lactose challenged pookies, uhh, oopsies

Here's some dookie wiping paper, aha (with rizz) 👁️👅👁️🫴🧻🧻🧻🧻🧻🧻🧻🧻🧻🧻🧻🧻🧻

I don't think there's much to add to your story. This is it, the magnum opus of hucow husband. All I have is a humble doodle to match your literary work.

[emeraldspiral]

This is one of my favorite kinds of jokes that's peppered throughout Zim. There's always some kind of reference to "The Incident" that we're never given enough context for to understand what it was or how it happened. We just know it was so unspeakably horrible it had to be left to the imagination.

the context behind this image is so funny and i think people might forget what that context is

the host of mysterious mysteries was remembering "what happened last time" dib was on the show and that's when this flashes on the screen for a brief second

we don't know what happened last time except for the fact it's how the host got a scar on his face

dib traumatized that poor man

what did you do to him dib

what did you do

[hermajestytak]

Fun Invader Tenn Fact!

The only time pronouns are used for Tenn (in the Dookie Loop of Horror), Zim uses "their" to refer to them

This is opposed to Zim usually using gendered pronouns or terms even for individuals he barely knows or complete strangers, implying Tenn uses they/them pronouns

(Oh yeah and they're canonically a DDR champion lmao)

[emeraldspiral]

ZADR where Zim and Dib have been stuck in the Dookie Loop awhile and called a truce since they're effectively at a stalemate. But then Dib finds out that Zim actually figured out how to escape the loop some time ago and has been hiding it from him because he doesn't know if he can go back to his old life. The Tallest are dead, the Control Brains are going to have him executed, his mission he worked his whole career for is over, and worst of all, he'll miss the friendship that developed between him and Dib once the conflict between them was neutralized.

[phantom--brainz]

I think the creativity twins really do love and care for each other, but they each have their own blockages from showing it. Both of them have this image to uphold.

Roman is very family oriented and loyal, but he puts up this defensive front around Remus. Part of him probably feels scared of Remus because Remus is known for terrorizing and laying traps for Roman, hiding in the dark to scare him, and whacking him over the head. But that doesn't mean he hates his brother. He still wants his brother, but he's scared.

On top of that, Roman has a huge loyalty to Patton. Patton, as Thomas's morality, which was based of off being raised Catholic and carrying around Catholic guilt, has trouble accepting Remus because he's everything "sinful" Since Patton has that strain with Remus, Roman is strained in his ability to have a relationship with Remus. He loves his brother and wants to have a relationship, but he doesn't want to betray Patton.

Then there's Remus. He puts up this "idgaf" attitude about everything, constantly portraying himself as the villain, and it can be seen that it seems like he doesn't care about Roman, either. However, we also see his attempts at a relationship, trying to match with Roman and have something with him, but he clashes with Roman because Remus is still viewed as something sinful and undesirable, so his efforts to have a relationship aren't really seen and are taken as attack or insult. Like when he was nicknamed Dookie and changed Roman's nickname to Pissy so they'd match, but Roman thought Remus was insulting him.

On top of that, Remus uses nicknames for Roman, referring to him as "brother" and "bro" from which we can infer that he still sees Roman as his twin, and cares enough to give him a nickname. He certainly could do a LOT more to show that he cares, but he definitely doesn't not care at all about his brother.

They each love the other brother dearly but are in this constant loop of believing the other hates them and, in turn, acting cold or careless at the other, dismissing them, but then also wanting to he around them and have something with them. They're also both restrained by Patton. Not that Patton does it intentionally, but as Thomas's morality, he caries around that Catholic guilt that made Remus in the first place and brought that separation between the brothers, and since Patton is strained to accept Remus as a result of the moral code drilled into him by Thomas being raised Catholic, that also affects Roman and Remus because Roman doesn't want to betray Patton by befriending Remus, and Remus is shackled and restricted constantly as intrusive thoughts and dark creativity, and nobody really sees past the villain persona because a villain is all he's allowed to be seen as.

And it's also not because Patton "hates" Remus. He doesn't hate any of the sides. He's conflicted and confused because the Catholic moral code he was built on says Remus is wrong, but he learned from Virgil and Janus that, just because something seems bad or evil, doesn't mean the person is. He sees that Remus has more to him and wants to give him a chance.

They're both to blame, and yet neither of them are to blame all at once. And it's not Patton's fault, either, so don't even start blaming him bro!!! Of anything the blame falls on those who taught that Catholic moral code to Thomas and drilled it into him, which caused that chain of Patton as morality built on Catholic morals, Remus as an identity, and the strain between Remus and Roman's relationship.

But they love each other, they just cannot figure out for the life of them how to show it, and I think they're both a little afraid to really have a relationship, especially since it's been drilled in for so long that they stay separate, so neither of them is really making a move, leaving them loving each other and thinking the other hates them and they're supposed to hate each other.

Idk tho bro!!!! But everyone who thinks one of them doesn't care about the other is WRONG, they love each other they just cannot figure out how to show it or where to start, and they've both done things that have hurt the other.

Their relationship is also strained because they're also pinned against each other as opposites, while also supposed to be working together as a pair. Their entire dynamic is one big loop, chasing the other, and not knowing if it's time for them to be together or to be against each other.

Thomas does such a great job with symbolism with these two. Their emblems for example. Roman is a sword while Remus is a shield. Roman puts up a defensive, while Remus is seen on the attacking side. However, shield and sword are often wielded together for the best combat ability, aiding in both offense and defence, which could be connected to the phrase "two minds are better than one" which could insinuate that they could be even more efficient as creativity, were they able to work together.

Roman's emblem is based around the day with Remus is the night. Roman is red and white while Remus is green and black.

Their names are also based off of Romulus and Remus, who fought over who would take control over what ended up being Rome after Romulus won. This can be paired to how they work as two halves of creativity. They couldve worked great together, but that moral code pinned them against each other, with Roman coming out on top, like how Romulus won when he battled and killed Remus for Rome. Control over creativity is their Rome, with Roman being the one mainly controlling and powering Thomas' creativity, since his half of creativity is the "good" side.

They love each other, guys, they're just in a less than favorable position. They don't have to be, but they've been paired against each other and it's brought them to where they are now, and I'm not sure if either of them know how to get past that.

There's also a huge barrier between them from things Remus has done that has hurt Roman, and obviously that unresolved hurt is only gonna worsen the barrier between them.

Anyways, happy anniversary Sanders Sides!!!!

[stephreynaart]

The chard speaks of phantoms

[seralyra]

Redraws from the last comic issue The Dookie Loop Horror. I love the artstyle in that issue so much and wanted to try it out.

[vinbitism]

feeding the vinnie brainrot (both yours and mine): what's your favorite little trivia tidbit about him? also gimme some of ur biggest headcanons for him

sorry it took me so long to answer this, I kinda lost alot of my motivation to post hcs and stuff bc of something that happened but now I'm back and better than ever fr ....

One of my favorite things about Vinnie is that he took liberal arts, psychology and film in college. He talked about transferring to NYU to continue his studies in psychology and he wanted to switch it to his major.

Vinnie also continuously brings up religion/god throughout the series, he talks about how he believes in "something" but he never exactly states a religion. Although it's safe to assume he grew up Catholic, seeing how Everytime Vinnie comes back to life his relationship with religion becomes more and more damaged. Isn't it crazy how he's doomed to be religious in every life? only to have that belief torn from him and he's forced to suffer with what he's done? Fairmount Vinnie deals with the reverend, Princeton Vinnie says a prayer before habit shoots him, channel Vinnie says god abandoned him, shortly followed by habit "saving him" but letting him out of the apartment. Habit wants to be Vinnie's god. And Vinnie would like that too. it's better than slenderman.

Vinnie can kinda play guitar... I say kinda because he mostly plays to play and goes off what he hears. We see this in the sleep lab videos for a split second. And also on the channel "Crash621" there's a little video of Vinnie playing trouble by never shout never which is adorable to me HELP. that's not really an emh video but I still like to think it is.

Vinnie was 100% aware that he killed Alex and he consciously still made the decision to smile and joke with Jeff even though that freak KNEW that he just killed the only family Jeff still had left.

Vinnie once dressed up as Alan wake for Halloween (Evan was a splicer from bioshock i think!!!!!) Vinnie is based heavily off of Alan wake (an author who realizes he's not real and in Alan wake 2 they talk about it being a spiral and not a loop which means there is an ending which is alot like emh!)

Vinnie owns a "Hot fuzz" shirt which is such a gay buddy cop movie, I'm not joking. The original role of Danny butterman was supposed to be played by a woman snd it was supposed to be a romance but instead they casted Nick Frost and kept the script like. exactly the same. so yeah. gay buddy cop movie... this is his shirt

In the Princeton tapes Vinnie says he's gonna vote for Dukakis (Michael Dukakis who ran in 1988.. Vinnie and Evan called him dookie cock LMAO) Vinnie says that he plans on legalizing drugs but that's actually not true, Michael Dukakis was known for having a strong stance against drugs and one of his main focus was a "war against drugs" so in a way Vinnie was kinda picking a better future for himself. Although Dukakis lost to George bush so Vinnie did not get what he wanted.

anyways hope you enjoy lol

[sapphorror]

Three points:

1. I greatly appreciate Zim and Dib both being equally concerned for Minimoose's mental well-being. No one could ever wish harm on that moose.

2. Honestly, given that Minimoose has been established as some kind of incomprehensible cosmic weapon, I can only imagine there must be some deeper, unknowable implications to him having such a specific fear regarding the breaking down of all reality

3. I'm telling you now—the secret to breaking the dookie loop is letting the moose become aware

(and a secret thing #4, I think we all need to appreciate this panel and the fact it implies Zim keeps not one but two separate cosmic abominations as evil minions. just wait, next we're going to learn the horrible lovecraftian truth of the robo-parents)

[sunshineandteddybears]

Holly Jolly Chaos

This is a gift for @edupunkn00b for the @sanderssidesgiftxchange

I hope you like it!

“Now we just need to add two cups of sugar-”

“What if we pour the whole sack in?” Patton paused from reading out the instructions and turned to look at Remus. The dark aspect wiggled his brows mischievously as he held up the bag in question. He even gave it a little shimmy shake. The representative of morality hummed thoughtfully.

“The recipe calls for two cups…. But I’m sure a little extra sugar won’t hurt right?”

“Incorrect!” Logan chimed in sternly. “That is by no means a ‘little extra’. That, Patton, is a four pound bag. That is roughly nine cups of sugar. That would be more than quadrupling the recommended amount.” The logical aspect adjusted his glasses as he regarded the other two. “Not to mention, that much sugar is extremely unhealthy.” Remus blew a raspberry. “Don’t be such a party pooper, Nerdy Wolverine.” A gleeful look overtook Dark Creativity right after. “Oooo, on second thought, you should totally p-”

“Look, Remus, a cactus covered in hot sauce just ran by.” 

“WHERE!?” Sugar was dropped onto the counter as the giddy duke dashed out of the kitchen. Janus smirked in triumph from where he had risen up through the floor. 

“That,” he drawled, examining his gloved fingers, “is how you handle Remus in the kitchen.” Logan scoffed and rolled his eyes. “I’m sorry, did you have a better way of making sure he didn’t make us all sick?”

“I was handling it.” Janus chuckled at Logan’s response, his hands softly clapping together. 

“And I thought lying was my job.” The two faced aspect chuckled some more. Logan huffed in frustration, but turned to Patton instead. He held his hand out and Patton handed the recipe over with a pout. 

“Last I checked, you hadn’t had your kitchen privileges returned yet.” The logical being pointed out calmly. “I’ll take over sugar cookie baking. Janus, may I count on you to keep an eye on these two?”

A reptilian eye watched Patton carefully while a thoughtful hum left Deceit. “Hmmm, I ssssuposssse.” Janus walked over to the fatherly entity and looped their arms together. “Let’s grab that silly duke and go decorate the tree.” Patton perked up. “Okay!”

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“Remus! Sit! Stay!” Classic christmas music played from the radio while the trio made the tree sparkle and shine. Remus had tangled himself in a spare string of lights, and Janus fought to free him. A task made more difficult because the duke did not wish for freedom. He hopped around, giggling maniacally, while the deceitful aspect chased after him. Patton hummed happily to himself as he wrapped a tinsel garland around the branches. 

“Okay, it’s ready for ornaments!” he declared with pep, moving towards the box that had his name labeled. All the sides had their own little box of special ornaments, so that the tree displayed a bit of each of them in harmony. Remus excitedly willed away the strands off his body and skipped over to his own box that had his messy handwriting spelling out his name with a backwards R. “Finally,” Janus grumbled, breathing heavily from all the running. The scaly aspect made his way to his own box, which was labeled ‘nothing to see here’, and pulled out silver and gold baubles and crystal icicles. Patton pulled out light blue snowflakes and various santa ornaments. Remus cackled as he pulled out- “Really now Remus?” Janus asked, raising an elegant eyebrow. “Ninja ssstars?”

“You said I couldn’t have the dookies on the tree this year!” The entity of intrusive thoughts moved onto the step ladder, standing upon it precariously with little regard for safety. He hung his deadly weapons with glee. “Pattycakes, grab my balls!” A snicker followed the demanded request, though Patton was none the wiser as he approached the box.

“Sure thing buddy!” The snickering increased as Patton grabbed the bright green baubles and brought them to Remus. The fatherly aspect chuckled along, his lips spreading into a wide smile as he passed the orbs one by one.

“What’s so funny?” Logan asked as he phased into the living room. 

“I have no idea.” Patton admitted, his smile still wide. He had simply been bitten by infectious laughter. The logical being looked to the snake-like chaperone, who simply shook his head in exasperation and divulged nothing. 

“Explaining will only encourage more.” 

Suddenly, a crash resounded as Remus toppled over on the step ladder, the tree falling with him. Patton yelped in concern, rushing to help him up. Only for himself to trip over the fallen step ladder and land on top of the Duke with an oomph. Remus groaned ambiguously before managing to push himself and Patton back up. Some of his shurikens impeded themselves into his chest. 

Logan sighed. “Let’s get you taken care of.”

“Psh.” Remus waved him off. “Tis only a flesh wound.” 

“If you’re going to quote Monty Python, at least commit to the bit,” Janus interjected, “Cut off your arm.”

“Oooooo great idea-” “Do NOT cut off your arm!” Logan pinched the bridge of his nose and silently counted to ten before he took Remus’ wrist and pulled him toward the hall. “I’ll take care of this while you two clean up and fix the tree.” 

When the ordeal of removing Hollywood Japanese weaponry from the Duke’s body was finally over with, taking up far too much time than necessary, the tree was back where it was meant to be and fully decorated with all the Sides’ ornaments. All done with the precision and harmony that the embodiment of logic had come to expect from Janus when it came to tree decorating. “Excellent work.” His watch beeped with the timer for the dough in the refrigerator. “And just in time. Let's cut out the cookies.” Janus raised a brow. “I thought you ssssaid you were taking over sugar cookie baking duty?” “That is correct.” Logan adjusted his glasses. “I’ve prepared the dough and I will be the one to place the cookies into the oven. However, I am under the impression that cutting out the shapes is for all to be involved in just as decorating is.” 

“Yes yes,” Janus followed after the trail of the other two sides, who had dashed eagerly back to the kitchen the moment Logan had said it was time to cut out the dough. 

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Patton glanced over thoughtfully at Remus’ decorated cookie pile, his brows furrowed. “Your holly is missing a couple leaves there,” he pointed out. The dark side giggled at him and shimmied as he shook his head.

“It’s not holly.” Patton’s confusion grew, looking over the shapes. There were two rounded spots frosted red and one long piece frosted green. 

“Then what-’ “Don’t worry about it, it’s nothing,” Janus interjected. He placed a frosted snowman onto his own pile. “Remus is just being silly.” He reached for a candy cane shaped one and began to spread red stripes onto it. 

“Oh, okay.” Patton went back to his own decorating, spreading abundant multicolored sprinkles onto a tree shaped cookie. Then he added little candy pearls to look like beaded strings. With that done, he grabbed a Santa cookie. He hummed a little christmas tune as he spread red frosting on the hat and clothes. 

“Pattycakes, toss me a gumdrop!” The embodiment of Thomas’ feelings looked back to Remus, who drummed his fingers excitedly on the table. He opened his mouth wide like a baby bird. Patton chuckled and grabbed one of the green ones from the bowl.

“The gumdrops are for decorating,” Logan interjected, “and I don’t believe he’ll be able to-”

“Here it comes!” Patton threw the little candy like one would toss crumbled paper into a basket. It sailed across the table in a little arch and Remus managed to open his mouth a little wider as he angled his head. The gumdrop landed in his mouth and the dark side closed his lips in triumph. “Wooo! Two points!” 

“Again! Again!” The mustached aspect chanted, mouth muffled as he chewed the gummy candy. “No not again-”

“Here you go!” Another gummy flew in the air and successfully landed its target while Logan sighed heavily. Janus smirked and grabbed a gumdrop as well. His fellow dark side shimmied in excitement and turned his body just enough to face the two faced aspect. The candy was tossed up and caught triumphantly. 

“Will you stop!?” Logan demanded in exasperation. 

“You’re just jealous that I’m so good with my mouth.” Remus wiggled his brows. Logan scoffed in return, unimpressed. 

“Please, it’s hardly a talent to catch flying food with your mouth,” he remarked, adjusting his glasses. “It’s simple calculations of trajectory and relies more on the skill of the thrower.” 

“Oh yeah? Why don’t you give it a try then Nerdy Wolverine?” Remus grabbed a yellow gumdrop. “Put your money where your mouth is.” Logan scoffed again and rolled his eyes.

Crossing his arms, he regarded the matter. “I do not see what the point would be. It’s a childish activity.” The Duke made chicken noises and Logan’s eye began to twitch. “But very well, I shall prove that it is an easy feat.” A twinkle shined in murky brown eyes and Remus’s mustache twitched with glee. He lifted his hand as if to toss the gummy and Logan eyed the angle and moved his body to the most optimal position.

Just as the logical side opened his mouth, Remus used his other hand to grab a fistful of gumdrops and toss them with abandon. The change of tactics caught Logan by surprise, his face flinching as it was pummeled by a variety of colored gumdrops. Remus shrieked with laughter, clutching his sides as he tipped his chair dangerously back.

Anger rose within the logical being. On impulse, better befitting the embodiment of Intrusive Thoughts, he grabbed a handful himself and threw it with viscous accuracy. Remus shrieked again out of surprise, tipping further in his chair until he fell back entirely. Silence followed. Logan breathed heavily as he slowly registered what he had done. “I-I’m sorr-” “FOOD FIGHT!” Remus rose back up, seemingly unaffected, and grabbed a finished cookie. 

“Don’t you dare use my masterpiece-” Janus hissed in warning, but it went ignored. Remus threw the cookie back at Logan, who dodged in the nick of time. With a cry of fury, the lying side grabbed one of the other’s cookies and smashed it against Remus’s face. 

Patton quietly gathered as many cookies as he could onto a platter, smiling all the while as the other three threw confections at one another. 

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“Hey guys, we’re back,” Virgil greeted the gang as he and Roman rose up in the living room. Heavily bagged eyes scanned the area, whistling low at how nice and festive everything looked. “Wow, it’s like Christmas threw up in here.” 

“My stars, the tree looks magnificent!” Roman remarked, moving towards the great pine he had conjured up for the group before he and Nightmare Before Christmas had gone to shoot an episode with Thomas. “Are those ninja stars?”

“Those are Remus’ replacement from the banned ornaments of last year,” Janus replied, lounging on the couch as if he had not a care in the world.

“What’s on your face?” Virgil smirked as he rose a brow at the smudge of green on the non scaly side of the other’s face. 

“Nothing,” came the smooth lie, “What’s on yours? Surely the video isn’t so horrible as to cause you to become even more raccoon-like?” Virgil opened his mouth to retort, but gagged as Patton appeared with a platter of cookies and shoved one into his mouth.

“I saved you boys some cookies!” Morality chirped merrily. He offered the platter to Roman, who happily looked over the options. 

“The holly cookies are missing some leaves,” he pointed out. Remus broke out into a fit of giggles from behind the couch and Logan rolled his eyes. 

“Apparently,” Patton explained, though it was clear he was still confused on the matter himself. “Those aren’t holly.”