I cannot decide which one is better so I'm going to post both ideas :D
Kinda poemPrompt: "Glasses" from
sukiarin Disclaimer: I... stilldonotown"InvaderZim"! Okay I'm done-
Author's note: Uh... yeah. This is
#4c: "Both sides" ... did I ever mention that I somehow like the Professor?
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Glasses.
My windows
to the outside world.
Do I like what I am seeing?
It does not matter,
... curiosity like a little child...
I need to.
Need to beat my weakness.
Dependence.
Being helplessly lost without-
Unprotected.
From you.
I am hiding myself,
my feelings,
my tears,
my true self.
I am a mystery to you.
You are protected from me-
You need to.
Forgive me, son.
But amber is a beautiful colour...
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Ficlet-thingyPrompt: see above... I'm lazy-
Disclaimer: nothing has been changing yet so... NO I don't own "Invader Zim"!
Author's note: I'm not sure whether this is going to repeat somehow with other charas... but I have an idea how to use THIS one further- *insert evil grin* Anyways, this is
#4b: "You belong to me / Mine!"~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
"Wheehee!!", a shrill voice broke through the silence of the dawn showing proudly the new toy and its owner- a pair of thick glasses.
"Uh... mornin' Zim- Gir... please be... you're too loud-", the only just waken up boy replied sleepily still clinging to the body of his alien friend. "Umm... Zim? Are you- still sleeping?", he asked carefully.
"Nope. Zim didn't sleep at all since the Irken race is supirior to the earthmonkeys!", the other one laughed briefly, "But Zim can assure you that you're adorable in your sleep Dib-human."
"Y-yeah?", Dib blushed loosening his grip on Zim and turning round willing to get up and leave, "But- anyways, I think I should go now- What- shall Gaz think? And dad? When... I'm not at home and- Where are my glasses?"
"Wheeheehee!!", the same voice of Gir shrieked waving them around in the air. Dib narrowed his eyes to get at least a slightly better sight, "Gir? Give me my glasses!" He was about to jump down from the sleeping place as a claw got hold of his arm. Zim smirked and pulled him back to his side as the boy was turning to him in surprise, "I don't think you're going anywhere for you're now Zim's... whatever you humans call it- and you will stay with him from now on forever, I don't care about what other people might think!"
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Kinda poemPrompt: Laziness... your name is Caro *lol*
Disclaimer: Aw... I don't own IZ. Got it?
Author's note: Idea
#4a: "My dependence, my strength" failed- but you can find parts of it in
#4c