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Collections of the animations I’ve made but with shitty quality and fewer frames!! :v

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here's a variety of doodles and wips

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membrane siblings inbetween commissions

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Anxiety

Color palette

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They’re definitely not lost.

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Don’t forget to smile✨

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what a way to be jerk

see, kids? dont ever be like this

My top 5 favorite dibs, in order

1. @piggiebonez

2. @linterteatime

3. @puppypuppypuppypuppy

4. @turboemmy

5. @tapewormjr

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Éxtasis Chapter 7 Preview

Sorry I’m so slow! It’s coming, I promise! 

Also, if you don’t like my depiction of Zib in this fic - as I’ve said many, many times, and try to make clear in the tags, it is a horror story. If you don’t like it, or what I post, please just move on and don’t try to drag me through the mud. 

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Grinning, he gestured toward the monitors, waveform proof of their approach, playing bright across the screens. Two’s eyes bored back at him, and Dib could recognize that calculating look. Trying to think of a way out of it, surely. Dib was familiar with the expression; Two wasn’t the first reluctant party he’d asked to watch his favorite show with.

Of course, this time, there was no choice. Two seemed to come to that same realization, and he hesitantly lowered himself onto the cushions, huddled against a mound of blankets, arms wrapped around his legs and eyes fixed forward.

“Good,” Dib cooed, taking a place beside him, “I’m proud of you, Two. You always did learn a lot faster than the others. You’re the smartest one of them, you know?”

The praise did seem to perk Two up, if only slightly – his antennae twitched, his spine straightened. They just couldn’t help it, these Zims, this useful and obvious weakness. Now that Two had been beaten down enough, Dib could begin to build him back up.

Something he’d been looking forward to. The creation would be better than the destruction, because with it would come adoration, obedience, love, he was sure. A new life, built in Dib’s own image, and all he would ask was worship. 

A small price to pay.

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*proceeds to rant about humankind on omnichan*

(idea for the last line came from here)

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When you find your presumed dead best friend, but now he’s two angry space jellyfish in a trench coat.

I’m working on stuff I promise I’ve just been busy

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sorry i didn't reply to any requests yet! i was surprised by getting sick all of sudden when i was gonna start them but i'll try to reply to all of them yet this week!

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feel free to make invader zim requests! i've been wanting to revive this account for a while but i'm not sure whatelse to do

i do iz ocs too!

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making thibgs... to send people

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came home drunk last night and got way too excited to see my cat

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She's referring to the latin soap opera* "Mijo" --> my son

Eng: BUT, BUT LUIS ANTONIO MONTERO, HOW COULD YOU!?? I LOVED YOUuUU

Cielito = little heaven -> darling Eng: Mónica... It's meEeeE!

And that's it. A drama queen™ has born (and it was not a phase)

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do not ask, just take it