So hey. I'm new here and this is my first story hope y'all enjoy it!!! This is going to be triggering so I'm sorry if you skip this summary and get triggered. I warned ya.

The prince of Irk was sent by his fathers to watch over a new planet under their control. With rebels all over the place Prince Zim has work up to his antenna. Dib and his sister Gaz are the leader of the earth rebels. After their father died fighting for them they made it there job to take earth back. When these two meet hell brakes lose.

Zim isn't really alien they find this out when a accident happens.

(remake)

"You know...I have not seen the Dib in a while. What is he planning?!" Zim yelled. "He's an alien, Gaz!! I could probably never see one again! I need to seize this opportunity!" "The great Zim DECLINES your offer! Now, shoo!" Zim stared at Dib and embarrassingly looked at the front of the car, feeling his cheeks heat up. "This'll be the start of a great friendship, Zim."

This fanfiction is off of the idea of, what would have happened if Zim and Dib meet differently. In a less Hostile manor. Would they be enemies? Friends? or maybe even something more. Who knows, well I do, but if you want to know you'll have to find out. (This story contains ZADR)

(I don't own any of this art ;-;) [TRIGGER WARNING- THIS STORY INVOLVES ATTEMPTED SUICIDE! PLEASE USE DISCRETION!] Dib sneaks into Zim's lab yet again, only to learn something about him that could ruin the Irken's entire life. Will he take advantage or help? - I went over to the desk and answered it, saying, "My Tallest! I have good news! I have captured the deviant that keeps foiling my plans! The Dib human is here." I pointed to the Dib-stink on the table and looked back proud. They didn't share my exuberance. "Zim, we hate to break it to you, well no, we love to make you upset- here's the point. You are a mistake. We sent you into space because you were useless, not actually thinking you would find Earth, much less LIVE. "We wanted you dead then, and still do. Oh and also, you're defective, that's another reason. We just couldn't take these weekly calls, they were getting very annoying! And you have emotions, which Irken aren't supposed to have. "Anyways, don't call us again, you might as well just kill yourself, nobody wants you alive anyway. Bye!" - [I wrote this years ago so it's uh... strange to say the least. 👀] Chapters have been revised to make it less painful*

TW: When I write I use a lot of stuff like rape, torture, ect. Started: March 6th, 2017 Finished: April 9th, 2017 Anxiety doesn't care about music, looks, being happy, the others, or Thomas. At least, that's what he acts like. He actually cares more about all of those things more then the other. But he needs to be saved from himself. Can Prince do just that? P.S. This was made when Thomas was very vague about his sexuality.

(COMPLETED STORY) After coming out to his girlfriend as gay, Logan is left alone with his newborn son. He has to continue his life as a single father until one day, he runs into a bubbly blue polo wearing man that turns his whole life upside down. (Warnings: Swearing, crying, life struggles, fluff)