Reasons Why I Like Tumblr

Reasons why I like tumblr

1. None of my family is on here

MAILING LIST CLOSES TOMORROW! ONLY CHANCE THIS YEAR to get my TRILOGY of drawing tutorials BOOKS (including the NEW BOOK THREE!) is coming up on KICKSTARTER on a SECRET DATE NEXT MONTH! These books will NOT be made available online or in shops outside of Kickstarter for at least the next TWO YEARS! The ONLY WAY to know about it is to mail “Add me, Lorenzo!” to [email protected] to be on the SECRET LAUNCH WEEK MAILING LIST - if you’ve joined our mailing lists in the past, you’re already on it!

And we have TONS of additional tutorials, tips and references going up on OUR GIANT INSTAGRAM throughout the day today and EVERY DAY THIS MONTH!! Lorenzo!

Never forget that

Invader Zim Linguistics AU Masterpost

Here’s where I’ll be collecting all the links for the comics from now on! Thanks again to the lovely anon for the suggestion.

Content Warning: Contains Blood, Violence, Depictions of Trauma, References to Psychological Abuse, References to War, Mind Control/Manipulation, Medical Experimentation, and themes of Neglect and Abandonment. This AU also runs on the commonly-held theory that Irkens are raised from birth to be soldiers, so please be careful and read through the warnings. All comics are tagged “iz linguistics au” if you need to blacklist.  

That being said, most of this horribleness is only hinted at and happens off screen. Anything especially graphic will be marked below with a *** 

Main Comics

Part 1: Broken

Part 2: Close Enough

Part 3: Enter Dib

Part 4: The Dark Room ***

Side Comic: I’m Fine Now

Part 5: Culture Shock

Part 6: Helpful Sibling Advice

Part 7: End Transmission

Part 8: Ghosts

Extras 

Connection Lost 

Creative Discipline 

Irken Faux Pas

Baby Zim

Skoodge and the Weird Kid

Study Time

The tower

It started with a war in a far away place. And Dib had always been a sensible kid, deep down.

Not even an intergalactic war, just a regular human war for something like territory, or perhaps oil. It was about gunpowder and grenades, about mild explosions and unknown people with names of different pronunciation. But not like Schwarzenegger, no. 

Dib had never paid attention to such things. Hours upon hours of spying on his old nemesis, Zim had never noticed that the human could get entranced in those types of news when he stumbled across them in between Mysterious Mysteries commercials, or in the radio when he was tinkering with his inventions.

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