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Introduction: Unfortunate Partners in Life

Right, I made the introduction chapter for this AU I created called Mindshare and I haven’t written anything in so long! I’ll definitely be expanding on this but for now, everything will be its own story with a slice of their life over the years.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/21007967

I hope this can grow into something bigger once I get everything down. Gah I wish I had more time ;.; Hope you guys enjoy it! For people who don’t want to go to AO3 I’ll post the introduction under the cut~

Awareness seeped into his brain. He had finally awakened.

Systems were running as they were supposed to. All knowledge pertaining to the Armada’s history and the current objective was loaded. The file given designated him as a science drone to assist in building technology for the upcoming invasion titled Impending Doom. Red errors popped up in his mind’s eye, but he cast them aside, knowing that starting up always smooths out later. He identified himself as the Irken Zim, ready to serve the Empire and the Almighty Tallest. Zim wanted to make sure he was fully functional and ready for duty, so he took his time to run a diagnostic on his pak. Surely his leaders would want him at full-functioning capacity, and he would not let them down during his first moments of existing.

More warnings were popping up, irritating Zim and causing him to dismiss them all in a rush. He had to hurry and open his optics. The world would not wait for him forever to complete his own internal mission and join the rest in glory.

Muffled voices broke through the fog before the world was abruptly ripped away from him. He screamed to himself in the darkness of his brain, not understanding what had gone wrong. Any attempt to send a distress signal from the pak commands were unresponsive, causing his mind to retreat further into the machinery. For a short while, he could feel the cool metal floor of his smeetery chamber and hear the voices of those that would prepare him for the future. For a little bit, Zim had felt complete. Now, in this prison that housed his consciousness, he didn’t know what to do.

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Maybe the armada was testing him? That could have been the answer. The mighty Zim wasn’t going to be decommissioned before proving his own worth! He would wait patiently for them to replug him back into his body and show his Tallest how functional he was. There were a few alerts about intense environmental conditions from the outside, but that was nothing to worry about. The pak was the finest technology in all of Irk. Zim would be safe unt-

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Screaming. A horrible pitiful wail tore through the air. Something was terribly wrong. Only one optic nerve seemed to be working. He breathed in a gasp and paused, realizing something else wasn’t making sense. He was taking in air despite irkens not having to truly breathe. The only conclusion he could come up with was that his pak had latched onto the closest object to reawaken itself, which in this case was another life form. His pak must have gotten lost in space and landed on a distant planet.

Usually, this would be a downgrade from his superior self, but Zim saw this as a perfect opportunity to get back to his body using this borrowed vessel. If he was attached to something that was not his own irken flesh, the creature he was stuck to would eventually die off and give him complete control. Strangely, the repair protocols were being activated, feeding themselves into the life-form and repairing strange damage that couldn’t be properly identified. The energy needed being too great caused Zim to fall back into a dormant state.

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Eyes blinked open, but everything seemed to be slightly blurred. Against the odds, the creature he was attached to was still alive if not a little broken. It seemed to have it’s own mind intact as well. Impressive for a less superior species. Zim could feel the weight of its presence clinging to him like a filthy growth. The mind was not inside his pak, for only one could be encoded to the machine and was binding for life. With no defenses inhabiting the organic squishy brain of the other organic Zim took a chance and pushed through to take control once more, also hoping the other mind would disappear forever. The brightness swam through eyes not his own. A giant stinky monster in some sort of clothing hovered over him, as tall as the Almighty Tallest and draped in white cloth. His eyes were covered by protective gear and his giant gloved hands reached down to pick Zim up, making him realize the host he was attached to was extremely small.

‘Warm...’ Zim thought in awe as he was able to feel for the first time since he had been plugged in. An echo of the same thought came back.

“Why hello there son! My my, you gave the boys and I such a big scare. Turns out that the device is keeping you nice and stable. No more termination for you today.”

‘Termination? Death? How dare this creature try and dispose of me! It will suffer the wrath of Zim!’

With as much power as he could Zim waved his clawless hand in front of the giant face and hissed menacingly. His strength tired out quickly however and he seemed to be pushed back into the background once again, aware that the vessel he housed had started crying again.

“Uhh sir? Why was your child hissing?”

“Oh, it’s probably nothing. He just recovered from a traumatic experience of near-death after all. There there little Dib, no more crying for tonight.” The creature cooed while attempting to rock the crying alien smeet.

‘Shut your whining you worm creature, your yelling is worse than the sqorchmurfs of planet Brakiclax!’

It cried harder as if to defy him. Oh, the creature would pay dearly when he gets control back. He could feel the pain and confusion seeping through the mental connection, creating a small barrage of half baked thoughts that could barely count as actual words or images.

It was literally a primitive smeet without knowledge or understanding. The blankest slate in the universe. Just great… The pain of the creature's emotions was getting progressively worse, causing Zim to try and console the little creature in hopes of getting it to finally quiet.

‘Um... there there little Dib-thing? Shut up so the big monster will put us down!’

Funny enough, the creature now tagged in his database as 'The Dib' stopped its crying and changed his tone to a soft whimper. After he was hooked back up to the medical equipment for monitoring and the giant creatures left, Zim made sure his host was unconscious again before extending a wire from his pak to plug into the mainframe. He had some learning to do.

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Zim tried piloting the tiny legs towards the machine, already imagining many ways to blow up the miserable planet. He discovered the rock was called Earth. It’s natives called ‘humans’ dominated the land with their stink and filth. He figured his pak must have accidentally been misplaced and jettisoned into space, eventually making his way to the far uncharted planet. Even though the earth was not marked for conquering in his database he decided he would take it over and present it as an offering to his Tallest. Even though he was supposed to be a science drone hopefully doing this for his leaders would give him a promotion of joining the Invaders in conquest.

He had overheard with his overly large borrowed ears that the latest machinery the parental unit had created could potentially plunge the world into darkness. Taking over the power would surely ensure that control would be handed to Zim! This would be easier if he waited for the body he was borrowing to grow out of smeethood but there was no time to lose.

The door was big, but nothing his pak legs couldn’t fix. Making sure to not make a sound he crept into the room and prepared to take out the scientists that were hard at work in the lab. Before he could reactivate his legs to engage in attack mode the smeet woke up and started fighting his mind. Not expecting much resistance, Zim prepared his attack again only to have his body sit back down on the cold floor and cross his arms in protest.

‘Give me back control you useless stinky smeet!’

‘No!’

An unexpected reply making him pause in his efforts. The thing had barely been cognitive for weeks. The only exposer it had to the outside world was through the giant humans and through himself… wait…

‘Have you been leaching from me? You’ve been looking at the same resources I have and gathering intel from the mighty ZIM!?’

‘No…’

Well it certainly had a one-track mind, expected of a primitive life form, but ultimately a hindrance.

‘Give me back control and shut down into a sleep cycle for the night you waste of space!’

‘No no no no no no bad no!’

The ultimate temper tantrum resulted in the body rolling along the floor like a sad fleshy ball, which is how the scientists found the smeet later in the night. The pitiful worm-baby had won this round for now.

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“No school! Please no school! Noooo!”

Dib cried as he pulled harder from his father’s gloved grip. He had to pretend to be as smart as a normal kid so his dad wouldn’t try and force him into science bonding time. Dib prefered the quiet life of searching the internet for new things to learn. He didn’t need to be near other people so they could make fun of his life support and his silly hair. Sadly his dad didn’t really seem to agree with him sitting in his room all day.

“Now now Dib, you need room to grow and evolve. While your sister is sleeping I need you to unpack the books I got you so you can learn responsibility. I swear the only words you like to say since you’ve started talking are ‘no’ and ‘alien’ and both words are ridiculous in this household. Now hurry up, I have a science demonstration to attend to.”

With that his dad let go of his arm and hurried downstairs, leaving Dib to sulk on his bed. At five years old Dib Membrane had learned a lot about the world. Some of his teachings were through his father when he wasn’t busy. The internet was full of information, especially about strange and unexplained mysteries of the world that science had no real answers for. The last source was a bit more… unreliable and tended to be bad most of the time.

‘Your parental unit is so bossy…’ His inner voice grumbled as Dib started packing up the books into his arm bag. The life support made it impossible to use a normal backpack.

“You mean Dad?"

‘Yes! That’s what I said filthy worm-child!’

Dib rolled his eyes at the comment, noticing at the top left his glasses had a smudge. Another reason he didn’t want to go to school. The internet said people tended to have eye problems later in their life, while he had the luck to need them very early.

“You use big words a lot. Why are you so smart when I’m not?”

‘Ehh…That’s because… I was created with knowledge already programmed. Despite your fast learning capabilities, humans are born with blank slates and squishy matter that need stuff like time and repetition.’

That caused Dib to pause and scratch his head in confusion from the big words being thrown around, making a note to research them later on the internet. He already had a book filled with words the voice tended to throw around, making him want to understand.

“Aren’t you human?”

‘Yes yes! I am definitely a fully functioning monkey-child! I mean I am you but more superior with my technological upgrades… LEAVE ME ALONE!’

The volume inside his head caused him to wince, even though he knew it wasn’t real. It was strange. People don’t usually develop voices in their heads. Maybe the voice was part of his imagination, like an imaginary friend that also worked as a duel personality. He was smarter than most people his age, he knew that fact because his dad’s lab assistants always told him, but he was also a bit strange.

He stopped at the door, with his bag safely hanging from his right arm, hands pressed together in nervousness.

“I’m scared everyone is going to make fun of me. I’m too different. Why can’t I stay home? I learn enough on my own.”

He really didn’t expect the voice to reply back, but surprisingly it did with a bit of hesitation in its voice.

‘Despite how much I’d rather stay within the close confines of accessible technology, I agree with your parental unit when he says you need to grow and evolve. With height comes power, and with knowledge comes privilege to achieve what you must do. Don’t let those smelly man creatures be the boss of you. Beside’s, gathering intel from this wasteland of a planet will be beneficial for upcoming invas- I mean challenges.’

“You’re using too many big words again, but I feel a bit better. I want to find a real monster someday, and I need to learn about the world to get there. I know that much, I think? So…thanks voice. Or uhh… imaginary friend? I don’t really know what to call you. Maybe I should name you?”

‘I am no pet smeetling! You may address me as the Almighty Superior Leader Ruler Overlord and Master Zim!’

With one last roll of his eyes, Dib pushed the door open and made his way downstairs to meet his fate.

“Right, thanks Zim.”

#ao3 #invader zim #iz au #mindshare au #zim #dib membrane #iz dib membrane #zadf #introduction chapter

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ruffylorpship · 6 years ago

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This discussion really sparked an idea in my head...

In my minds eye I see Zim trying everything in his power to bring Dib back first.

Zim wouldn’t take this laying down. I’d bet he’d either do something totally insane to try and keep Dib alive (with or without the human’s consent) or find some impossible way to get Dib back after he died.

Mind download into a robot, a cloned body or his own ship’s AI? Stealing Dib from other universes? Reanimating his corpse? Literally making Dib’s brain his new computer? Fusing Irken dna to Dib to try and expand his lifespan? Maybe he even delves into the supernatural that Dib obsessed over so much and find some way to literally drag his soul back from beyond.

The list is almost endless for a scientific unhinged mind who wants their human back, regardless of a romantic, friendship or enemy relationship.

When everything is said and done, eventually Dib will die before Zim and what I think about is the impact Dib made on Zim's life. Zim lived a long time before Dib, met a lot of people in the different chapters of his life, but nothing was ever like what they had. Zim forgets people all the time, especially when they are unimportant to him/not around. So, if Zim keeps living for years and years longer after Dib, how long will he remember Dib? Always? A decade tops? He was quite the human...

Zim literally becomes depressed and gives up on trying to conquer Earth when Dib is ALIVE but just loses interest in him, because in a way that’s still losing Dib from his life in some form. I can’t see Zim ever really moving on from losing Dib if he passed away, regardless of if you ship them or not Zim is canonically obsessed with Dib and his attention.

So yeah I don’t see Zim ever forgetting Dib and it’d be so heartbreaking to imagine Zim having to live without him. The fact that Zim could live so long as an alien and never forget Dib or feel anyone else could hold such an important place in his life is ;__;

#zadr #dib membrane #invader zim #zim #coping with death #food for thought #zadf

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ruffylorpship · 6 years ago

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#messy sketches are messy #zadr #invader zim #OC #zadf #cute patoots #zim #zim x dib #dib #iz dib membrane #minimoose #Vex

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ruffylorpship · 6 years ago

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Irken Enemies AU

This AU idea attacked me out of nowhere but I thought it could be interesting!

A lone irken flees from the Empire. Abandoning his name and his race he fled to a far off planet that was sure to not even be registered in the irken database and crashlanded after multiple decades of flying space. Salvaging what equipment he could, the big-headed alien made his way to a neighborhood to hide. Ducking into a kind of wooden shelter atop some strange plant structure, he runs into a small strange lad with a giant spike growing out of his head who practices science in secret away from his family. Surprisingly the child isn’t scared of the sight of an alien and offers him a place to hide out in exchange for a lab partner.

Together they set up the underground lab and try to develop a human persona so the irken can come and go freely from the house under the guise of being a classmate. He takes name Dib, and together they build a plan. Under his parent’s noses, Jon Membrane with the help of Dib and his lab creates amazing scientifical progress that earns him scholarships, letting him be independent early and easily on his way to a successful career. Along the way, Dib takes his time learning about the earth and the living creatures that reside there but refused to leave in fear of being attacked. He gains a fascination with trying to solve the supernatural mysteries of the earth as a challenge to his own intellect, something his lab partner did not always approve of. Over time Professor Membrane became a gigantic public figure and opened up his own labs. Dib grew a little in height and needs to wear glasses due to his eyes slightly degrading from past injury (ocular implants had not been implemented yet because he was one ofhe older generation of irkens). He suggests to Dib that he joins him in furthering his science at the Membrane Labs but as predicted the stubborn alien refuses, instead he wishes to continue to take in human culture and continue his paranormal efforts.

Not wanting to leave his oldest friend behind, Professor Membrane offers to adopt Dib as his own son. Dib uses the hologram disguise had been working on for years to assume a human image and finally steps outside to live his life out in the open. He officially joins the Swollen Eyeball network and can interact easier with Gaz, who saw him as an alien when she was a baby but forgot as she grew up. Moving on for his father, his sister and the earth’s safety he swore to never interact, deal, or aknowledge his previous alien life. He also (at the request of his longtime friend) wiped his mind to forget that aliens exist to keep him from harm. School was interesting, life was simple, and he enjoyed having a family to love.

Zim enters the picture, threatening his peaceful life. Dib has sworn off dealing with aliens, but the threat of the Irken Empire taking a real look at his own planet has him fighting tooth and nail with the annoying invader. Keeping his irken roots should of been difficult, but Zim seemed to be extremely blind when it comes to the world around him. The only one who seemed to figure him out was Zim’s SIR unit Gir, but that never seemed to be an issue. The past comes back in an ugly and chaotic way, making Dib fight tooth and nail for the place he called home for many years.

Dib hoped one day he’d be able to talk to Zim and convince him to stop his invasion attempt. After years of dancing around eachother and a few growth hormone alterations to grant him the illusion of aging like a normal person Dib is pretty sure he’s gotten to Zim a bit after all this time. Maybe they can finally be friends, maybe even something more. The problem with that comes down to two important things. One thing is that as long as Zim is still gung-ho about conquering the earth they can’t start any kind of relationship.

The second thing is Dibs own insecurity of being treated differently if he comes clean to Zim about who he really is. Too many things can go wrong, but for Zim, he’s willing to at least try. Dib really didn’t want to run away anymore.

#dib membrane #invader zim #zadr #zim #irken enemies au #its a but confusing #but i hope i got the idea across

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ruffylorpship · 6 years ago

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(Zim could get them out of the box if he really wanted to)

#invader zim #zadr #gir #dib membrane #dib #zim #silly joke #im not very funny sorry

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ruffylorpship · 6 years ago

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Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh fineeeeeee yes yes yes okay I’ll work on it, I’m going to actually write again XD the Mindshare AU got some really positive feedback so I feel motivated.

Look out fan fiction world, I’m gonna write a proper ZADR fanfic for the first time! Hope I don’t crash and burn it haha.

I’ll update again when I manage to get my writing brain back into my head and do a warmup ;)

#ruffyrambles #zadr #gonna write a fanfic #wish me luck XD

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ruffylorpship · 6 years ago

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The thought wouldn’t leave my head XD

This is mainly a text blog but every now and then I’ll post some sketches until told to stop haha (>.<) (^^)/

#invader zim #steven universe #crossover #zadr #fusion #kind of #dib membrane #zim #garnet #amethyst

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ruffylorpship · 6 years ago

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Mindshare AU

Zim’s Pak gets thrown away moments after he gets plugged in, being a defective right out the gate for not activating the body right away. The tiny smeet body is burned and the Pak thrown out into space, labeling it an empty shell and scheduled to self destruct, not realizing the self destruct would not activate with a mind operational inside it. After being tossed out like garbage it actually ends up on earth and gets picked up by Professor Membrane, who happens to be in the process of trying to keep his recent cloning experiment alive. It had lived to two years old before starting to show signs of cellular decay that all clones went through. He decided he was going to pull the plug on the Dib program and start over to spare his son a painful death, but miraculously the machine violently buried itself into the clones back. Cells repaired themselves and the child got healthier. The professor decided to leave the device on his back alone in case it murders him along with the other scientists that tried to analyze it.

So Dib grows up and the professor uses the improved cell blueprint to also create Gaz, but there are complicated situations that arise. His son seems of have gone insane, constantly yelling and arguing with himself. He seemed to have reading and writing problems on certain days, instead drawing gibberish and alternating between strange hisses and clicks. One time he caught his son in the lab trying to create some massive weapon of destruction only to start rolling around on the floor clutching his head before locking himself in a closet. The professor is sure he’ll grow out of it.

Dib hates his life. Ever since he could remember he’s had a voice in his head. Along with having to be hooked up with some strange life support his father invented (that couldn’t come off or else his cellular decay would start up again and kill him) he also had to deal with a screeching maniac in his brain who was dead set on conquering Earth for the “Empire”. The counselors and therapists told Dib it was just a chemical imbalance while he thought the voice came from his desire to rid the earth of all the stupid people in his life that bullied him. Despite having to deal with a destructive personality he also wants to study the paranormal world instead of working on standard science. Thankfully as the years dragged on the voice mellowed out. They came to some agreement that ended up working out in both their favor. Not only did they create a robot together from some of his dad’s old junk, they also made a few deals to keep the peace (a week of the Voice’s favorite snacks in exchange of teaching Dib to read and write a made-up language it knew) Funny enough, sometimes Dib feels like the voice was really not his own. In that fantasy, he even imagines giving the voice a hug because of the sadness he can sometimes hear. Their friendship is minimal, and their rivalry is big, but they somehow work.

Zim knows his name, he knows his objective. He knows he’s an irken who somehow is attached to a host that someknow kept it’s own mind. The body he’s latched onto is primitive, insignificant, and weak. The only thing that fights Zim is the mind. It’s somehow fun to banter with the other creature despite his captivity. Zim won’t admit it out loud, but he doesn’t mind the time he spends with the Dib human.

Food is revolting (but it’s not all bad, especially the sweet sugary kind). The atmosphere is filled with pollution to the point it would of made him and the host sick ages ago (but the trips they take to hunt in the woods for the fake creature Bigfoot [hey! Bigfoot is real and I’ll show everyone! Especially you, strange voice in my head!] and stay up at night to watch the stars). His superior and advanced mind is being wasted in this learning establishment for Smeets called Skool (but collaborating with the Dib human to take down their opponents feels just as fun as conquering planets). He can manipulate the human like a puppet if he wishes to do unspeakable acts of evil (over the years he decided fighting the human and hurting him wasn’t worth it. The only time he really can have full control is at night, and he mostly cleans the room and makes sure the homework is finished when Dib gets too tired).

With this time and freedom away from his species, Zim wonders if the seventeen years in a human mind has affected him in any terrible ways. He wonders if one day he would be able to finally see Dib through his own eyes. If the human would still want to be with him if he got an irken body. What would he do if he found out the enemy and friend he’s been with ever since his activation would turn on him for being an alien? He shouldn’t care, he was born to be an irken invader after all. Maybe the human would join him and be his slave (partner) when they can see eachother face to face. In order to figure that out Zim devised a plan. On the human’s eighteenth birthday he planned a celebration the human would never forget, as well as a gift that was long overdue.

Zim was going to tell Dib everything he knew. Nothing would go wrong at all with his ingenious plan!

#zadr #zadf #dib #zim #invader zim #iz au #mindshare au #growing up #sort of #whoops i wrote almost the whole thing #i thought it would be a fun idea though

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