Who Do I Find Better: Dipper Pines or Dib MembraneHello... Everyone! And welcome to the second of my Who Do I Find Better journals. This time, I will be comparing Dipper Pines from Gravity Falls, and Dib Membrane from Invader Zim, the two big headed, crazily believed, paranormal investigators.
Let's first talk about the character's designs. Both characters are very appealing in appearance to me, in accompany to each of their art styles, though I still feel there is a deciding winner here. Dipper does have a good design that suits his personality of being insecure and ready for adventure, but Dib's design to me just feels more expressive. I may be somewhat biased here in that I really love Vasquez's animation style for the show, but I just think Dib just captures a new level of uniqueness. Dipper's design is fine on its own, but I don't think its the most inspiring though. Dib takes the edge in this category.
Now to get into their personalities. Dib's main attribute is that he is always out there to solve mysteries, find new discoverie
Over the Years, Part 5Summary: An Invader Zim one-shot, part of a series of five. Dib takes Gretchen on a trip for a special occasion. Dib/Gretchen.
Hyperspace was like the best sunset ever, Gretchen thought. It was like every color in the universe mixed together, whizzing past their ship at a speed so fast that human science insisted it couldn't even exist. Between the auroral colors on the screen and the soft, steady hum of The Gretchen beneath her feet, she couldn't think of a single thing that could be more relaxing. Or romantic.
She leaned over in her seat and rested her head on her boyfriend's shoulder, lacing her arm with his. "I love our flights together," she whispered.
"Yeah." Dib spared her only a short glance before turning his attention back to the monitors, but with a soft little smile that made his whole face light up even more than the rainbow lights. "Me too."
Over the Years, Part 4Summary: An Invader Zim one-shot, part of a series of five. Dib shows Gretchen his most prized possession. Dib/Gretchen.
"Come on! Oh man, I can't wait to show you this "
Gretchen giggled. "Calm down, Dib," she said, making her way after him across the Membrane kitchen; even months after the accident she was still hobbling around on crutches. "You're acting like Keef or something."
Dib stopped at the garage door and waited for Gretchen to catch up, hopping up and down and impatiently tapping his foot. "Sorry. I'm just really excited about this. You're not gonna believe it—are you ready?"
Gretchen nodded, smiling sweetly—a very pretty smile, because whatever some kids said about her teeth still being too large, Dib thought that her braces had worked wonders. He returned her grin with a manic smirk, then reached behi
Over the Years, Part 3Summary: An Invader Zim one-shot, part of a series of five. Dib waits beside somebody's bed in the hospital. Dib/Gretchen.
Dib cried quietly, his sobs mingling with the beeping of the machines beside Gretchen's bed. The light flickered slightly as outside, a dull crash of thunder boomed in the night.
The lanky teen sniffled and wiped his eyes, replacing his glasses on his face. His shoulders were shaking slightly; he felt cold in a way that had nothing to do with the temperature of the room, felt scared in a way he hadn't felt in a long, long time. Even he had to wonder at that; he regularly waged battle against Zim and all sorts of other preternatural threats, but it was relatively rare for him to fear for his life these days, and even the terror of total planetary annihilation wore fairly thin after five years of Zim's constant failures. But this was a fear he had never q
Over the Years, Part 2Summary: An Invader Zim one-shot, part of a series of five. Dib and Gretchen spend time together at the mall. Unfortunately, someone winds up ruining their fun. Implied Gretchen/Dib.
"Ooh, look, a pet store!" Gretchen said, approaching the window and pressing her face against the glass. "Dib, isn't that kitten precious?"
"It is pretty cute," he admitted, smiling over her shoulder as the cat turned its head and stared at Gretchen.
She giggled. "She sort of reminds me of my little Buttercup when she was a kitty. She used to do something sort of like that."
"Really? Wh" He paused in mid-sentence as his eye caught something over in the mall's food court. "Waitwas that"
"What is it, Dib?" Gretchen asked, not looking at him as she tapped on the glass, the cat still eying her curiously.
"I'm not sure...just a second, Gretchen, I'll be right back. Thought I saw someth
Over the Years, Part 1Summary: An Invader Zim story, part of a series of five. Gretchen talks to Dib shortly after Tak's disappearance. One-sided Gretchen/Dib.
"Hey, did you hear about that Tak girl?"
Gretchen had been gazing across the lunchroom absentmindedly, her eyes (as usual) falling onto one particular dark head sitting several tables away. But Melvin's sudden mention of that name-the name of the very girl she was thinking about-had startled her from her dreary thoughts.
Melvin took a bite of his sandwich; he chewed for a moment before continuing.
"Yeah. Notice how she wasn't in class today? It was on the news last night. Apparently she's gone missing."
He nodded, taking another bite of his sandwich. "Yeah. Her dad was on the news, freaking out. There was also something about a weinie stand and a volcano...not exactly sure how that's related."
He trailed off. Gretchen paused for a
A pen scratched across the surface of a yellowed piece of paper. The handwriting was loopy, and feminine. Oddly, it was also shaky, and forced looking, like the writer was nervous about writing this particular letter.
I'm not quite sure how to write this… The pen scratched, shaking its way along the paper. I've tried to write you so many times before, but…
The pen stopped. It seemed that whoever was writing this was having difficulty expressing what they were feeling. There was a long pause, during which the writer tapped the pen against the dimly lit mahogany desk upon which they were writing, before finally beginning again.
But I could never find the words that sounded right. I would always go off on some completely different subject because I got so nervous!
…I've always wanted to write you, Dib, even before you became famous.
I never cared about that.
Do you remember when we were young? I always used to dream about you. You were always like some ki
This is probably the first thing in a long time I’m actually proud of drawing
I gotta be honest, I haven’t been doing so good for the past four months...
But... here's hoping this is the start of a comeback ^u^
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Pink Diamond and Steven Universe created by Rebecca Sugar
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