Invader Zim Oneshots (requests open)

Dib x Alien Reader

You looked I the mirror that was in the bathroom and looked at yourself. You looked nice and pretty. You smiled at yourself and went out to assimilate further into the culture.

Walking down the sidewalk, you bumped into a man who looked at you quizzically, "Aren't you supposed to be in school buddy?" You gave him the same puzzled look and shrugged, walking faster past him. You looked around for knowledge of what this school was.

Happening upon a building that had 5 letters on the front that you couldn't read, you walked in. You wandered halls and stumbled upon a room with a label you couldn't read. Oh well, fuck it.

You went inside, at seemingly the right time as the teacher wasn't speaking.

All eyes were on you, especially this big-headed kid with a haircut that defied gravity. "You're finally here, take a seat, next to Dib, Dib, raise your hand." Unsurprisingly enough, the big-headed kid raised his hand. What the fuck are you, a protagonist in a fanfiction? Oh, wait.

You made your way to the kid and sat next to him, very confused. So, you did what you do when you're confused, ask.

"Hey.... uh, Dib, what is this place? Where am...I?" You managed to get out with your limited knowledge of the language, and you were proud of yourself for your articulate sentences.

He looked at you knowingly and was about to scream 'ALIEN' but the bell interrupted him.

You made your way where everyone else did, the cafeteria, which you couldn't read the sign to. You wove through the crowd, away from Dib, fearing what he might do.

You could swear you were in hell. The room had green walls with food stains and really ugly ass tables. You did what everyone did and either sat at the tables if they had a bag-type thing, or if they didn't, get food at the lunch line. You just sat down, away from everyone.

Then, Dib came over to you and sat next to you. He could see the fear in your eyes. He looked into your eyes and smiled saying, "I know what you are. Once I know how to expose you, I'm gonna tell everyone and they're gonna dissect you." That scared the shit out of you.

This went on for a month.

You had seriously stopped seeing him as a threat and more of someone you could talk to. You explained your intentions, he didn't care. But he soon believed you.

You were hanging out at his house on your 6th month of knowing him. He was tell8ng you all about his interest in cryptids and the like. You had taken to urban legends and podcasts about them.

You both were bonding over your love of the paranormal. It was a nice moment, with you sitting on his bed wh8le he's on the computer telling you about countless articles and magazines about this stuff.

You see, you sort of had a crush on him and he sort of did too. You just couldn't help but like his darkness and overall fun demeanor. But you weren't sure he would love your true appearance, even if it was similar to your human form.

You sighed at the thought and looked solemnly at your hands in your lap. You picked at your skin whilst flipping your hand over and back to examine it. This wasn't you, and you weren't sure he'd like you.

He noticed this and turned to look at you. You appeared dismal and disoriented. He approached you and asked to put his hand on your shoulder, to which you nodded. He patr was d your shoulder and asked what was wrong.

You didn't respond. You just sighed and told him it was nothing, to which he responded, "It isn't nothing, Reader, it's something that's bothering you, and that's no good."

You just looked up at him and cried a melancholy and dismal cry of pure agonizing heartbreak and sorrow. You had just burst and were blurting out an incoherent answer.

He looked at you and held you, your arms wrapping loosely around him as he directed your breathing with soothing words. You did just what he said, and felt better after your breathing had calmed.

You looked up at him once more and told him, "I don't know if you'll like the real me. I don't really look like this... what if you think I'm ugly. What if I'm not what you... want. Just say it and I'll change." He couldn't believe what he was hearing. You were beautiful. He never saw what you were underneath, but he knew he loved them too.

So, with that, he spoke, "I love you. Not the you on the outside, but the you on the inside, I would love to get to know both though. Can I see them?" Who were you to deny, as you sighed and went back to being who you were before. You had tone purple skin that was littered with imperfections, 3 eyes with dark irises that you were ashamed of, claw-like hands that you wished were never made to harm, sharp teeth made for destruction and hunched legs that reminded you that you looked like a monster to most.

To him, you were ethereal, celestial even. Everything about you was breathtaking and he loved it. He looked up at you in pure admiration. You could see a sparkle in his eyes when they hit your tone purple skin that was littered with beauty marks, your 3 eyes that show like the night sky, delicate claw-like hands that he was scared to embrace in fear of hurting you, sharp teeth that he would love to just stare at, and hunched legs that mare you look like you came from a fairytale.

He looked up at you, smiling and leaned upward, to kiss you.

Eyes widening and your skin darkening with a blush, you slowly leaned in. This was a bliss you never thought you could feel. It felt like you were in space and just floating, admiring the celestial bodies floating around you. You were above cloud 9.

You returned the kiss with a smile. You broke away and began to pepper his face with kisses. He turned absolutely red with just pure, unfiltered flusteredness.

It was then that you heard Gaz scream, "YOU OWE ME 20 BUCKS NOW DAD! HE MADE THE FIRST MOVE!" and, " FINE GAZ!"

You laughed your ass off as Dib was mortified. This was humiliating. He pulled his shirt over his face and just hid. You held him, telling him it was okay and that it was just really funny.

God, did you never want to be anyone else ever again.

1791 WORDS BITCHES !!!!