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Gir. followers. ·. 81 following. Imagination · I like girls. 14 I like sports, my height is 5'2 add me on [email protected] Gir From Invader Zim Cute Couple Things. Zim learns that GIR has taken a liking to Gaz and decides to use this and I get the appeal behind it, as I'm a fan of love/hate relationships, but I also know "A little word of fatherly advice, if you plan on tearing the limbs off of. Their relationship is somewhat ambiguous toward each other. 7 people found this useful Zim from the cartoon series 'Invader Zim' is an alien invader from Irken. Answered. In Toys .. Zim would go to an Irken doctor for advice. Answered.
In " Bloaty's Pizza Hog ", Dib asked Gaz if she even cares that Zim's trying to destroy mankind, but she flatly stated how: This is proven when Zim triumphantly told Gaz he expected to be amused by her "pitiful" attempts to get Dib out of an "impenetrable" containment tank that Zim made himself.
Gaz promptly kicked the tank lightly, causing the entire thing to shatter and flood the room. Later, Zim also showed outright condescension toward Gaz: However, this has been used by fans as a romantic nickname for her in various fan fiction which is not canon. Despite Zim's demeaning views of his nemesis' sister, Gaz proved herself to be more than superior to the maniacal Irken during her escape from Zim's Space Station.
During said escape, Gaz displayed her prodigious piloting skills, and was even shown to be capable of flying literally cockpit-to-cockpit with Zim's ship, even sparing him a smirk and mocking wave in the process, possibly earning Zim's respect.
Zim attempts to hypnotize Gaz with Pustulio In " Rise of the Zitboy ", Zim tried to hypnotize Gaz with Pustuliobut she was reading a book and didn't pay much heed to Zim's presence. However, after asking if she was sure she didn't feel compelled to gaze upon Pustulio and being answered with a threatening growl from Gaz, he acquiesced to her wishes and leaves her be whilst beckoning the others to follow him.
The Hideous New Girl ", Gaz claims that Zim's voice is "making her sick", and then sprays him with soda however, it should also be noted she then sprayed Dib as well when he tried to thank her.
Later when Zim takes her and Dib to his base, he threatens to "melt Gaz's face off or something" if she touches anything.
Interestingly, he leaves Gaz in the base without any restraints while he goes to stop Tak's plan, probably because he is aware that unlike Dib, Gaz doesn't care enough to interfere with his mission. Zim with Gaz on the elevator. In " Gaz, Taster of Pork ", Zim refused to help fix Gaz's ailment, though the fact that Dib was asking for the assistance probably had a lot more to do with this than his feelings towards her.
What's interesting is that his creation doesn't repeat these movements, instead opting to place a hand over his heart as if promising something.
However, after Zim hysterically runs out of the cafeteria, she says that Zim's hysteria during his escape was "kinda funny". Miss Bitters actually mentions this herself when explaining how the indicators work, saying that this means that someone may find interest in what the other candidate has to say.
Additionally, after he gives his "salted nuts" speech, Gaz cheers along with the other kids, but is not seen wearing a brain monitor. In " Parent Teacher Night ", after Zim tapped the bottom of Dib's cup up to splash punch into his face she chuckled, and when Dib poured punch onto Zim's head she snickered again.
Note that, despite the fact that Zim will die without his PAK, she only decides to help him when he tricks her into thinking Dib also stole her Game Slave 2. Later in the episode, after Gaz saves Zim's life unknowingly, upon discovering that Zim was the one who actually stole it in an attempt to convince her to save his life of courseGaz chases after him with the likely intent of physically or verbally abusing him.
In the unmade episode " Mopiness of Doom ", Gaz apparently wasn't at all bothered by Zim disappearing from Skool for a few weeks; in fact, she was much more concerned with how bizarre Dib was acting. An Irken-like doll in Gaz's room. In " Lice ", however, even though Gaz didn't come in any physical contact with Zim, she did call him a whiner whenever he - or in fact, anyone else - yelled in pain.
It can be seen as the porcine spell is being cast on her. Invader Zim comic series Issue 16 is the first issue to show any significant interaction between the two characters.
Zim agrees to take Gaz to Arcadikonafter she grows depressed at having beaten every video game on Earth, in exchange for advice on how to scare Dib.
He later states that he enjoys talking to her, and gets annoyed when she says they don't do it more often because she hates him, responding that he "hates her more". Notably, Zim also spends the whole issue calling her "Gus", indicating that he doesn't actually know her name, which is similar to the animated series, where Zim rarely called her by name, sometimes calling her "Dib-Sister". It's odd, however, because it seems that he does indeed know her name since he did shout "Gaz!
Zim and Gaz in each other's bodies In Issue 21an accident with one of Zim's machines causes him and Gaz to switch bodies with each other. The boy fell back a step or two, staring at his feet, fumbling his hands into his pockets. Zim spent several seconds considering whether to answer with a half truth or complete lie, and how to make himself sound most uncaring, and still more or less ignore Dib.
He shrugged his thin, almost femininely fragile shoulders, and grunted out a little 'meh' noise. Dib's eyebrows went up and pinched together and he looked unhappily to the side. Why was Zim ignoring him? Did he do something wrong recently? Was this all about him asking for a relationship? His face warmed up a degree or two. That had been almost a week ago now. It was starting to fade from his regular thoughts.
It seemed like an unspeakable stupidity of the past. Zim seemed to want little to do with Dib now, after that But he'd left that note in his locker! He had to be considering it! Zim wouldn't hesitate to say a very flat, angry, insulting 'no' if he wanted to- and he kindof had when Dib initially asked But then, apparently, he'd changed his mind?
That note WAS from Zim right? Dib had an epiphany of horror, that maybe someone at school was playing a wicked, wretched joke on him, but then he tossed the thought away.
The letter had been one word, incredibly spartanic. Someone would have to know the two of them incredibly well, AND know of Dib's visit to the irken's base the day before. That ruled out every person on earth And Dib wouldn't put it past her to do something like that.
She seemed to know everything about everyone. He wasn't sure what purpose meddling in his life on this level would serve her though. No, the note was from Zim.
It had to be. At least he wanted to believe it was.
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The Irken studied his fingers as he thought, still walking down the memorized route of several hallways, almost to his destination, going at a slow, leisurely pace. He still hadn't the slightest interest in the deadly 'food' of the planet, but to appear normal he still had to at least show up in the cafeteria every school day. Zim was feeling Dib's eyes on him from behind, something he was absurdly used to yet annoyed and uncomfortable with at the same time.
His pak-brain was still focused on the human's question for some reason. How HAD he been? A very vague inquiry, but Zim knew how this piece of the boy's culture worked. People said, "I'm okay. However he was also pretending to ignore Dib, for no reason whatsoever except that he felt like screwing around with Dib's head to relieve some stress.
So he answered 'meh. At least he thought it was clever. Zim thought everything he did was clever. When it wasn't- it was someone else's fault. However his current attempt to ignore the earthling didn't stop him from beginning to wonder how Dib had been lately. Zim had seen so little of him, he'd been so busy. What did the boy do when his alien wasn't around to bother and stalk? Did the lack of Zimness affect the male's sanity like Dib had mentioned?
Curiousity won the irken over. Without turning to look over his shoulder, Zim questioned; "And how has Dib been? He really hadn't expected the self-centered alien to return such a more or less caring, or at least customary, inquiry.
Especially not after giving such an uninterested answer. A light smile flickered on the Dib's lips. He'd never heard someone answer quite that way before. And why would Dib want to pull his nice, fluffy head fur out? The boy wondered if it would be out of place for him to add how desperately he'd missed Zim- or did the invader already know?
When they reached the cafeteria, they somehow split from each other again, without thought, thanks to habbit. Dib sat beside his sister, and Zim sat alone at his table in the corner, poking his food with a white plastic fork in such a forlorn way that Dib wanted to go sit by him.
For some reason though, he couldn't make himself get up and walk over. The teen just wound up arguing quietly with himself all through lunch about it. Recess was brief, and Zim made himself scarce that day. Even his nemesis, who'd become so perfect at hounding him down, following some invisible trail or instinct to the alien, was unable to find Zim; though in all fairness he didn't really look much. Nervous hope and embarrassment were still forcing him to give Zim space, at least until his all-altering decision about their relationship was made more clear.
Was he still even considering it? Or had it faded from the invader's flawed memory? Either way, Dib didn't see much more of Zim for quite a while. Even though Zim tried to look bored, and conceal his intent as he wandered around aimlessly, -invaders needed no one!
He had nothing important to say to Dib, just wondering, not hoping of course, just wondering, "Really, I do not care But now, to Zim's mild anger and deeper disappointment, he was the one who couldn't find the other. Had the boy already gone home? He thought he'd trained the smelly mammal better then that Dib hadn't gone home.
He had gone to Zim's home, with his school backpack full of tiny spy cams he'd gotten from his dad's work. He wanted to finish his little job before the Irken returned, when he was as unnoticeable as possible. If he wanted a relationship with Zim, it would best if the alien didn't know of his stalking rituals.
But he couldn't stop. He needed Zim, every waking moment Whenever Zim left his base, all security went to the main entrances, and anything really important. The rest of the monitoring became less efficient by a long stretch. Dib knew this, among thousands of other little tips for breaking in to his enemy's lair. He'd become quite the pro at it actually. While it still racked his nerves and made his heart beat heavy with the anticipational fear of getting caught, Dib managed to place every spy cam without detection.
It was barely even something to tell about, it seemed too easy. Gaz had been home for a while. She was watching TV and didn't return his 'hello'. The boy was used to this, but still waited sadly for a second or two to see if he'd be noticed.
Gaz ignored him, just like Zim had at school. Melancholy, he turned away and left her alone. By now it was supper time. Dib put together a peanut butter and jelly sandwich for himself, then, same as every day, went strait up to his room, grabbing his laptop off its table, plopping down on his bed, and opening up the camera feed from Zim's house. He had a minute or two to lay himself down comfortably and eat a bite or two from his sandwich, before Zim came home. The alien was notably late, carrying shopping bags which he dropped lazily on the entrance room floor.
Dib wrote this down on a sheet of paper he had handy, and tried to zoom in and see what Zim had bought himself. The bags were labeled from a home improvement and construction project store Dib knew, which meant tools and supplies like metal and wood bits, odd little rubber things, nails, screws, bolts and the like. Zim was making something and apparently needed earth technology.
Usually he bought everything he needed through Irken networks and assembled everything with his own machinery. Was he running out of supplies and improvising earth stuff? The alien stood in the center of the room and sighed, looking around in complete boredom. He walked a few hesitant steps toward the kitchen, then sped up slightly, apparently having decided what to do with himself. All the while, wide, curious, amber eyes watched his every move, their owner laying on his stomach on his bed, never glancing away from the screen.
Zim passed in and out of view of one or two cameras, on his way down into and throughout his lab. To Dib's surprise and great interest, the camera in a new room he'd just found, showed the door opening and a certain someone stepping in. Zim had gone strait there. Dib wouldn't have to wait long at all in discovering what the area's purpose was!
Dib fidgeted in interest, taking another large, quick bite out of his sandwich.
The room was comparatively small, and very bright and clean looking. There was a counter, a few doors for small cupboards, and a place with lots of tiny holes in the floor and in the ceiling above it, like ducts for some substance to come from or go into. Zim walked strait over towards the counter, then reached down, grabbed the edge of his uniform, And in one swift, overly simple movement, Zim yanked the garment over his head and off, tossing it on the counter, now shirtless.
Dib almost choked slightly on his food, feeling as though some large weight had been dropped inside his chest, or something were squeezing him. Hadn't quite expected that He'd never even seen Zim in a different outfit, let alone shirtless. He swallowed heavily, and he felt a strange tingle of Was it shock, or a guilty sort of 'less-then-good, I-shouldn't-be-watching' anticipation, when Zim reached down to tug off his pants as well.
The alien's anatomy and biology had always been a facination of Dib's, but seeing him naked It shouldn't have been. He should have felt normal 'scientific curiousity', but something else was coming in to play.
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Not quite ill, not quite light-headed, and much too thoroughly interested, unable to look away, heart beating faster and heavier then before. As his cheeks reddened, he came to realize the situation more realisticly, and take in the somehow mindblowing fact that he was really seeing Zim Zim had removed all his clothes, left them in a pile on the counter. The alien was completely naked. The fault-less expense of soft looking green skin, the light curve of his sides- non-masculine but barely enough to seem particularly feminine either.
Zim's body was the farthest thing from muscular. He was thin, but not starving, and had such a deceivingly fragile look to him. Small, almost bony shoulders, his hips were small as well, but curved enough to be noticeable, and draw the male to stare, helplessly interested, at the irken's pelvis area.
That a human would have in that area Seeing Zim, of all people, naked, should not have been as satisfying as it seemed to be for the teenager's hungry over-abundance of long ignored hormones.
The alien walked across the room towards the place where there were holes in the floor and ceiling and pressed a button in the wall. Dib's wide eyes followed the movement and traced up the alien's legs. A pinkish purple gas seeped up from the floor, to be sucked into the ceiling vent. Was this how the Irken cleaned himself? Like how humans took bathes, except instead of scrubbing with soap and water he just had to stand in some thick vapor? For once, Dib couldn't care less about such scientific questions.
His mind was just focused on how very, very naked Zim was, because that seemed much, much more important right now for some reason, and he'd never felt this way before but it was a very good, tingly, exciting sensation and he was thoroughly enjoying himself, not really stopping to think, compulsive, taking it all in. His breathing rate had changed. His eyes were fixed, roaming all over on the beautiful alien who he'd known was attractive, but hadn't imagined could be so unspeakably more so when undressed.
Gorgeous red eyes, and easily breakable, long, sleek, cutely perked antenna, the compact, shorter, more spherical ribcage, the inhumanly thin limbs with their pretty little claws. It was inhuman, so wasnt it That Dib found these things so appealing?
What was that called? Wasnt there a name for- yeah, Xeno That didn't sound like a very desireable label. Still the boy watched. Dib licked his lips, squirming, uncomfortable in a nice new way.
He wasn't sure when fascination turned into a lusting desire, but it had, and sometime around when his wonderings shifted towards more and more touchy-feely subjects, Dib finally seemed to realize what exactly, in blunter terms, he was doing. He was watching Zim while the alien was naked. A sensation of awful guilt flushed through him and quickly spoiled his enjoyment of Zim's sexy, exposedness. In a sudden moment of decision, he slammed his computer shut and off, swallowing thickly, having forgotten his supper entirely, leaving the sandwich.
He'd lost his appetite. That could not have been what it was. That couldn't have happened. If Zim had stripped down to skin, Dib wouldn't have sat and watched And if he did, it would have been purely for science, right?
He knew he needed Zim, and