#selpapi

Complete with SEVERAL asterisks!

*Formerly genderless entity that has adopted a male-presenting hermaphroditic body - uses he/him pronouns because he transitioned for the sake of violence! BASED, as the kids would say

*Uses exactly ONE pet name in regards to Dib - calls him "Doctor" but in an exceedingly derisive way. Refuses to call him by his name.

*What even is food? Selpa certainly doesn't know. He hates food and he hates eating. Doesn't know what salt is and will not find out.

*Is more than willing to see Dib get his ass handed to him...can't help but tag along to make sure it's not handed to him too hard

Do you understand the psychic damage you just caused by telling me this and then saying that you lost it

I've actually had a couple people tell me that! Somehow their chemistry is just through the roof and I did not mean to write it that way, it kind of just...happened.

I think part of it is that Dib is snarky, but Selpa takes the sass up to eleven. Zim can be caught off guard by Dib's sarcasm and not understand it or know how to respond, but Selpa always has some kind of snappy comeback ready which makes an already-tense Dib even more frustrated. 😂

And they've got a lot of baggage - when they met, Selpa was basically toying with Dib's life. Partially because it's what an Irken would do, but moreso because he's got a sadistic streak despite being a "good guy". Then Dib ruins Selpa's mission, his entire reason for living, so I think there's probably a lot of resentment there that they'd both like to work through if they could ever overcome their stubbornness.

This went on a lot longer than I meant it too, I just have a lot of thoughts. 🤣 Anyway, Luminescence Part II is in the works.

Dib with Selpa's ribs

Okay but for real, this made me laugh so hard I had to draw it

I had a dream that people were shipping NullDib with Selpa and the ship name was  'Selpapí' 🤔

Zim would immediately try to get Dib back, which may or may not mean eliminating the competition. Or at least attempting it.

Be careful what you wish for.

Also Dib: *has been using, "you're the worst," as a replacement for, "I love you," with Zim*

okay but fr I had thoughts about writing a selpapi fic of my own I hate how enamored I am with a crack pairing

Dib is nothing if not predictable. ✊😔

Also, it still blows my mind that people seem to like this crack pairing so much, but I am 100% down for it. Feel free to write fic or make art or anything! I absolutely die (in a good way) whenever someone does anything based on this fic or these characters.

Also...I may...or may not...have a sequel to Luminescence in the works. Just something I've been working on every now and then in between getting chapters of my other (real?? official??) fics done. Here is a preview!

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“You were experiencing a disruption in your sleep patterns,” he said, matter-of-fact. Dib just continued staring up at him, wet-eyed and panting with adrenaline, clutching the blankets to his shirtless chest.

“I dreamed that-” he gasped, disoriented, babbling, “I just – it was so real, and...fuck…”

“You’re awake now,” Selpa said, as if he thought Dib would have trouble realizing it for himself.

“Yeah, with you standing over my bed like some kind of demon,” Dib grumbled, running a hand through his shaggy hair, “you know what else had glowing yellow eyes, don’t you?”

“Zombie antelope,” Selpa droned.

“Zombie antelope!” Dib announced at the same time.

“Yes. We know. What happened?”

“I had a nightmare,” Dib grumbled, pulling his knees up and resting his forearms on them, back curving. In the thin light, Selpa could see the ridges of his bones, his muscles, the thin white lines of a few scars he had collected over the years. “It’s like a um…”

“We know what nightmares are. You, for instance.”

“You’re fucking hilarious, you know that?” Dib brought his wrist to his face, turning away to wipe the tears. Selpa felt his embarrassment. The sadness, the fear that still gripped him even now.

“You may...speak about it, if you think that will help,” Selpa said, apprehensive, “you do like to speak.”

“I don’t want to talk about it,” Dib muttered.

“A first,” he remarked, surprised.