(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?
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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!"
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[I wrote this years ago so it's uh... strange to say the least. 👀]
Chapters have been revised to make it less painful*
*COMPLETED*
Louis Tomlinson is a famous vlogger, admired by many, but little do they know that he's gay. Louis' been experiencing a sharp pain in his back, and ends up at a massage clinic.
Harry Styles, the clinic's hottest and gayest masseuse, decides to take care of Louis' pain himself.
•top harry
•smut smut smut
•I'm dividing it into several chapters but it's not that long
enjoy <3<3