#md lizzy x reader

[ametistacollinsworld]

✦ Lizzy x Reader x Doll Cuddles hcs ✦

My 11 request! Hope you like!

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Let's see what we have here-

✿ Lizzy:

I think Lizzy would be an unwitting hugger, not that she doesn't like to hug you or anything! She's just very comfortable with you and does it without realizing it sometimes! (Cute-)

Lizzy would definitely be the type of girl to pull you into her lap and hug your waist, just a common thing to her.

Constantly hugging your waist side, why not? (Like- are you just standing here? I have to hug you-)

Spinning Hugs! Did Lizzy see you from afar? She will run towards you and catch you in a tight hug calling out your name as she happily spins you around. (That girl is so strong-)

If you give her a back hug while she's in the middle of a conversation with someone, she'll just gently place one of her hands in yours, continuing the conversation as normal like:

" Yeah yeah- It's just (Y/n)- Yeah- aren't they the cutest?"

✘ Doll:

I see Doll being a drone more reserved for public hugging, enjoying hugging you when you're alone. (Cutie-)

Unlike Lizzy, Doll would love to sit on your lap and get hugs from you around her waist.

Doll would love to fall asleep hugging you, finding being in your arms a very comforting and warm feeling.

If you knew about Doll's powers, I can see that she would definitely use them to pull you into hugs when you're alone. (Excuse me! I want an express hug!)

Doll would love to rest her forehead on yours every time you guys hug, looking into her eyes closely with wonder + kisses on the forehead. (She is so cute-)

Dance to slow songs hugging this drone! She'll be so embarrassed every time you look her in the eyes- (But in the end she'll still love to dance with you!)

If you give her a back hug while she's in the middle of a conversation with someone, she'll hold your hands with her hands while blushing softly and whispering softly looking at you:

" (Т/и) Не сейчас… Я с кем-то разговариваю…

[ (Y/n) Not now…I'm talking to someone…] "

♡ Lizzy and Doll:

These two would never fight over who would hug you first, instead they just agreed that whenever they're together with you, they would hug you at the same time- ( They don't have time to fight! They have to hug you- lmao-)

Normally when they go to hug you, Lizzy would always want to hug your waist and rest her head on top of you, while Doll would like to lie on your shoulder hugging one of your arms.

If you're sleeping together in the same bed, Lizzy and Doll like to lean against your chest while you gently stroke their hair until they fall asleep. (They're like cats here-)

If Lizzy is having a bad day, you and Doll would plan a sleepover at her house! With the right to comedy movies, games and lots of hugs! (+ little kisses to make her happy)

If Doll is having a bad day, you and Lizzy would plan a little guessing game night for her, with you and Lizzy being the ones to imitate, making Doll burst out laughing here and there at your bad imitations, in the end she would thank you two with a tight hug. (UwU)

Now- If you're the one having a bad day- Oh boy- these girls would plan so many things- Like playing board games, gossiping about girls and boys at school, drawing, or just watching something while hugging you- they just want you to feel better- (And you always do in the end..)

The Best Mean Girls duo + YOU! The best :)

[tessacyn]

Ol�� gente isso aqui é um oneshots/cenários na versão BR :D Primeiro vai ser só de Gravity Falls x Md!reader é porque você pode escolher qualquer personagem d murders drones homenagem para essas duas séries que eu amo tanto escolhe quem que você gosta uwu

Personagem que você queria voltar

Bill Cipher:

Stanford ou Ford pines:

Stanley ou Stan pines:

Mabel pines:

Dipper pines

Escolhe seu personagem que você quer ou não :3

[liminarystars]

Murder Drones

➤ Worker Drones

↳ Uzi

↳ Thad

↳ Doll

↳ Lizzy

➤ Disassembly Bots

↳ V

↳ N

↳ J

➤ Humans

↳ Tessa

[velaryqns]

For a James Wilson x reader fic you should do it where the reader works in peds and is really bubbly and sunshine-y and she likes to use glitter and play games with the kids especially the ones with cancer who would be under Wilson’s care!

Glitter Crowns

Pairing: James Wilson x Female Reader

Universe: House Md, part of the Doctor Sunny AU

Summary: you love kids, James loves watching you interact with them

Warnings: sick kiddos, established relationship (marriage), major fluff 🕺🏾

Note: omg, this one is short.

You stood outside of the little girls room with James. His arms were folded as he watched her play with a stuffed animal. He sighed, “Her name is Lizzie…she’s in while we test on her. Problem is, she’s super nervous.”

Humming, you reached up and grabbed the top of his arm, squeezing it to grab his attention, “I don’t have patients for a little bit, let me see if I can distract her.”

“You sure?”

You grinned, “Of course, James.”

You pecked a quick kiss on his cheek, and then dashed out of the hallway to go to your office. James watched you go, and then walked into Lizzie’s room to see her.

James’s fondness of you was simply because of the ray of sunshine you typically were. You had been part of Princeton-Plainsboro for a few years, and during that time James watched you bond with the patients you were paired with. And when you became the Head of Pediatrics, that gave you even more time with patients since you could free your time.

Most parents and other doctors were fond of you as well, always smiling and wearing goofy earrings or shirts to help distract kids while you worked with them. Your office was like a sanctuary for young patients. Filled with toys, puzzles, and crafting things.

Crafting things that you were currently bringing back into Lizzie’s room, a proud smile on your face as you introduced yourself to Lizzie, and then her parents.

“I thought you were Dr. Wilson,” Lizzie’s father pointed toward James, who stared at him in disbelief for a few seconds before you nudged him in his side.

“Yes, yes I am. But this is my wife,” he gestured at you and you smiled, “I didn’t even realize she hadn’t used her maiden name.”

This was a fair call out on his end, as you typically went around with your maiden name to keep miscommunication and confusion out of the hospital, especially with patients.

“Yes well,” you dismissed your husband’s concerns and turned toward Lizzie with a playful grin, “I’ve got this big box of crafting things. Paper, glitter, stickers…funny scissors.”

Lizzie giggled and James smiled at the reaction, then turned toward her parents, “My team and I are going to go over a few more things. I will be back as soon as possible.”

Your attention didn’t pull away from Lizzie as she sat up and began going through the box. You watched with a smile, tilting your head as she pulled out a stack of paper, glue, and stickers. She turned and smiled at you, “Can we make crowns?”

“Of course!” You grinned, nodding and beginning to help her.

The two of you began cutting paper, you’d ask her the normal questions. If she had siblings or such, and she’d gladly answer. You weren’t sure how much time passed before your pager went off. You were barely halfway through decorating Lizzie’s crown, but pulled away to investigate.

It was Cuddy, likely wanting you in the clinic. You smiled toward Lizzie’s parents, “I’ve gotta run. I will leave all of this with you, Dr Wilson will make sure it gets brought back to my office.”

Lizzie’s mother smiled, “Thank you.”

“Of course,” you nodded and then left the room.

Cuddy needed a few quick diagnosis from you. She explained that she didn’t have the patience to fight with House for the day, and you understood. You gladly began moving around the clinic, trying to get as many of the younger patients as possible, but still helping everyone you could.

When everything calmed down, you went to your office to check for missed calls or notes from your team. You sat down at your desk, flipping through the papers and files on your desk and listening to voicemails. Everything was in order, and you made a few calls to help parents schedule appointments — then you got in touch with members of your team.

You hadn’t been paying much attention to the time when James came in. He didn’t bother knocking, which didn’t surprise you, and walked in with your craft box on his hip. He smiled at you, approaching your desk.

“Hi,” you said softly, looking up and allowing him to lean down to press a kiss to your lips, “What are we doing for supper?”

“Whatever you want,” he concluded, setting the box down while you looked at him in confusion.

“No House?” James chuckled, shaking his head. You looked down at the craft box, brows furrowing at the sight of what was on the surface. You lifted it up, “What’s this?”

“It’s from Lizzie, she insisted I give it to you,” James explained, smiling at the fond look you made at the sight of the glitter covered paper crown Lizzie had made, “She and her parents were quite fond of you. They were surprised that we don’t have kids.”

You raised a brow, “Interesting.”

He only shrugged, looking at the crown as you stood and placed it on the shelf behind your desk. The shelf was lined with books, toys, games, and everything in between. You moved the crown toward a higher shelf, one with all of your items that patients weren’t allowed to play with. Collectibles, sentimental things.

You turned back to James, walking around your desk and turning your lamp up, “Let’s go get supper.”

James stood, agreeing with you, “We’ll have to stop by my office quick.”

“Fine with me,” you smiled, leading the way out of your office as you grabbed your jacket and turned of the main light. You locked the door and waited for James to walk past you, pulling the door closed. James held his hand out for you, and you took it, gladly holding one another’s hands as you walked to his office and then left the hospital for the night, desperate to find where you would go for supper.

[goldenempyrean]

Sicktember Prompt List!

Hey everyone! Since the sicktember prompt list was released, I’m leaving it down to you guys to decide the pairings :D Lil bit of audience participation, y’know? So please go check out the list below and tell me you’d you want as the pairing :) Anything in blue is my own pairing choice too (and any prompt in green is one of the alternate ones btw!)

1. Hopelessly Bad at Self-Care - Wanda x R

2. Quest for a Cure - WandaNat x R (Sick Nat)

3. "What happened to your phenomenal immune system, huh?" - Sick Kara x R

4. Hiding an Illness - Flo x Sick R

5. Preventative Measures (Not Taken)  - Sick Alex x Maggie

6. Sick and Injured - Sick Nat x R

7. “You’re a jerk when you’re sick” - Sick Yelena x R

8. Persistent Fever - Sick Wanda x Nat

9. Pounding Headache - Sick Alex x Reader

10. “The only place we’re going is to the pharmacy”-Sick WandaxR

11. Beginner’s Guide to Faking Sick - Wanda x Nat

12. Old Wives Tale - Sick Flo x Sick R

13. Forehead Kisses - Sick Scarlett x Reader

14. ‘‘I shouldn’t be worried about you, but for some reason I am’’  - Lena x Sick R

15. Sick in an Inconvenient Place - Sick Lizzie x R

16. Consulting the Internet/Web MD - Kara x Sick R

17. Magical Remedy/Healing Potion  - Sick Nat x Wanda

18. “Wear your coat, you’ll catch a cold”  - Lena x Sick R

19. Curled Up With a Pet - Sick Nat x R

20. Cramping Pain  - Sick Kate x R

21. "But if you stay, you'll get sick too"  - Sick Nat x R

22. Terms of Endearment/Nicknames  - Supercorp x Sick R

23. Coughing Fit - Sick Flo x R

24. “Did you just sneeze?” - Sick Kate x R

25. “I Could Really Use a Hug Right About Now” - WandaNat x R (Sick N)

26. Fuzzy Socks - Sick Lena x Kara

27. Uncooperative Patient  - WandaNat x Sick Reader

28. “I should have stayed home”  - Sick Wanda x Nat

29. Side Effects/Adverse Reaction - Sick Scarlett x Reader

30. Patient - Alex x Sick R

(@sicktember huge thanks for these amazing prompts too!)

[nakedmossy]

Depth Over Distance - Part One [Rudy x Reader]

[A/N: I haven’t found a hometown Rudy fic yet soooo I wrote one. I have no idea where this story is going to go and I’m honestly finding it hard to get out of writing JJ and get into writing Rudy, but here we go anyways. I wanted to write something where the reader and Rudy were hometown friends before he moved to LA, and to explore the idea of how that would change/what it would look like when he comes back. Get ready for a S L O W. B U R N. my dudes. Peace and love, Mossy x]

The sky was grey and the air was wet - it had been raining for 4 days straight. You sat in your car with the heat cranked, your window down slightly so that the humidity didn’t fog up your mirrors. Living on the Alaskan coast was beautiful most of the time but horrible some of the time, especially when you had to waste gas just keeping warm and dry at 6pm in the beginning of ‘Summer’. 

You had never lived anywhere else aside from the summer you spent in Vancouver with your cousin when you were 19. Now, at 23, you were working full time at the local bookshop that was an 8 minute drive from your house in the winter and a 20 minute walk/skate in the summer. Your car was parked street side, waiting for your friend Lizzy to finish her shift at the cafe. The smell of the rain and the Ben Howard song on the radio made you nostalgic about the times you and your friends from high school had spent hours skating down these streets, beers in your backpacks, no helmets, dirty shoes and clothes, no pressure, no responsibilities, no cell service...no worries. 

Since graduation a lot of your friends had moved out of town, either to Anchorage or down to Washington, or further south. Your best friend Lizzy had stayed close to home, helping run her families business and working part time at the cafe. You had stayed local too...your dad owned a fishing guide business and your mom was an admin assistant for the MD in town, but neither made enough to cover all the medical bills you had racked up over the last few years. You figured once the debt was paid off you might leave...but you had no idea where you would go. 

You missed all of your friends, but you missed the boys the most, aside from Lizzy you didn't have a lot of female friends, and your boys had been like brothers to you. You spoke to most of them every few weeks on FaceTime, except Rudy. He had gone to LA for awhile and had kept in touch loosely, but after the first few months he started to drift. 

You felt the loss the hardest for Rudy. He had been your closest friend the longest, you had spent nearly every day of every summer together since you were 9, and every school year you worked the same part time job at the seafood restaurant on the water. Now, the last you heard, he was coming back for the summer to ‘reconnect’. You had low expectations and tried not to let yourself get excited, but truthfully, you wanted him to spend some time at home and be around his own kind again - he had always been a homebody and you were worried that being gone for 4 years would go to his head or change him.

Lizzy tapped on the glass, causing you to blink out of your reverie and smile at her. You rolled the window down and let her reach in and open the door from the inside (the handle had been broken since high school). She threw her backpack and skateboard in the back seat, climbing in and closing her door.

“Ugh.” She grunted as her teeth chattered and she rubbed her bare legs. 

“You know its only May, you shouldn’t even be wearing shorts yet. The snow just melted.”

Lizzy glared at you playfully and put her hand out to do your handshake. You did it, then put the car in drive and started slowly down the street, windshield wipers moving rhythmically.

“How was the shift?” You asked as you checked your mirrors and wiped some humidity off the rear view. 

“Same old” Lizzy leaned back in her seat and pulled the visor mirror down to fix her hair. “That old man Collins from the cannery keeps coming in and harassing me.”

“Jack? The one with the eye patch?” 

Lizzy nodded dramatically as she held the bobby pins in her mouth and started to twist her straight black hair off her face. 

“That guy-“ She finished placing the final pin and slammed the visor closed “-Is an absolute creep.”

You snorted a sarcastic laugh and rolled your eyes.

“He’s like...70. And widowed. Don’t be rude.”

“I’m not being rude. Im just...asserting my boundaries.”

“You literally have a 3 foot counter between you at minimum, at all times.” You looked over at her and raised your eyebrows.

“Whatever. All I’m saying is we need hotter men in this town. Like...soon.”

You nodded in agreement and felt your eyes wander all over the road, remembering the time you and Rudy had taken your longboards down it after a torrential downpour and you had crashed and gotten such bad road burn that he had to call his dad to come pick you both up because you couldn’t walk.

“Hey, Y/N, are you listening?” Lizzy cut back in, staring at you.

“No, what?”

“I said, speaking of hot guys, I heard Rudy is coming back for a few months.”

You pinched your face and looked at her then at the road, then back at her.

“Rudy is not hot. Rudy is....Rudy. What are you talking about?”

Lizzy looked at you disbelieving and closed her mouth, trying not to smile.

“What!” You repeated, smacking her arm.

“Hey!” She laughed, then shook her head and looked out the window. “Whatever you say man, I just think....” She grabbed her water bottle and began to screw off the lid “I just think...he’s not gonna be the same Rudy that left 4 years ago. He’s like...a movie star now.”

You couldn’t even begin to touch that one. You knew what she was doing...she was always harping on you about going on dates or taking trips with her to the mainland to hook up with the pilots during their layovers. You never went, and always insisted that you were just fine and were not interested. She never listened. Part of that was true...you were fine, and usually not interested. But sometimes, when the water was calm and the sunset was colourful and the fish were jumping and your beer was cold...you wished you had someone to share it with.

“I’m going up to Skagway this weekend with my dad” You said, changing subjects. “He’s short a guide and needs someone to drive the boat.”

“Lucky you” She said sarcastically, screwing the lid back on her bottle. “Another weekend spent with men twice your age who have zero ability to catch a fish and even less ability to smell nice.” 

“It’s good money.” You said flatly, annoyed that everything seemed to revolve around men with her. “And in case you forgot I’m kinda in need of that at the moment.”

Lizzy licked her lips and put her hands up, dipping her head. 

“Alright...noted. Chill out Kemosabe.” She giggled under her breath and looked out her window, drawing a small penis in the moisture on the window.

“Babe, seriously. You need to get laid.” You said, shaking your head.

“I know” She replied, working on the veins. “Trust me. Im in a state of national emergency by this time of year.”

Lizzy was absolutely one of the girliest girls (and most beautiful girls) in the south of Alaska, which was ironic considering the house she grew up in. Her dad was an overweight German restaurant entrepreneur who had opened a world class seafood restaurant in Juneau back in the 90s and had shacked up with her mother who was this drop dead gorgeous Haida warrior woman who you had literally seen kill and skin a bear with her own hands. 

They had forged this chain of restaurants local to Alaska that people flew hundreds of miles to eat at, but still lived in an off-grid cabin that hadn’t been insulated since 1960 and used wood heating. Not really the type of family that screamed southern belle femininity - yet somehow Lizzy came out of that union with a pink bed set, refusing to ever wear camo or sweatpants, and still had never shot a gun - which her mother reminded her of weekly. 

Lizzy had hit puberty at 10 and had used her breast advantage over every girl in your class for the next 3 years like some sort of distinction of better genetics, as if she needed boobs to prove that. Unlike you, she was naturally thin and tall (6ft to be precise), had long, thick straight black hair and olive skin, and perfect hips. You felt like a prepubescent boy standing next to her, with your uneven complexion and your frizz and your awkward thigh fat distribution. You were envious of her genetics - her mother graced her with the body of an athlete and the thick black hair, and her father had given her height and cheekbones that could slice through glass. You looked down at your arms, covered in freckles, pasty white from lack of sun, and cringed, looking back at the road.

You turned the corner leaving the main road and starting on the dirt road that led to your favourite part of beach access. Lizzy pulled her hoodie out of her backpack and took off her seatbelt, leaning forward to pull it down over her head. You leaned forward and looked up, this was your favourite part of the drive. The dirt road which was lined with moss and ferns and other foliage wound along the base of the snow capped mountain that was at least 1000ft in elevation. The mist and fog from the coast was thick and creeped through the tall cedar trees, black ravens and falcons flying overhead stark against the white mist. This was the most idyllic picture of northwest coastal living you could find.

When you parked at the trail head Lizzy slipped off her work flats and into her Teva’s, you grabbed your yellow Vans out of your trunk and slipped them on. You usually drove bare foot, a habit you had started in high school after Rudy had thrown your shoes off the dock at the restaurant and you had to drive home without any. You grabbed your sweater and your backpack which had the beer in it. As you were both gathering the rest of your things...beach blanket, hats, and rain cover, you heard a car pull up behind you. You stood up out of the trunk and squinted to see the car through the fog. It was a black ford pickup you had never seen before. 

“Who’s that?” Lizzy chimed in from behind you.

“No clue” You said as you lifted your hand to wave once. 

The truck had tinted windows and looked brand new. When it pulled up beside you, the drivers side window began to unroll, revealing Junior - your high school (ex) sweetheart.

“Holy” You said, eyebrows up, nodding. “Nice truck - where’d you steal it from?” He rolled his eyes at you dramatically.

“Whatever kid - its a rental. Got it to drive to the airport in.” His chest puffed out and his expression read so proud. 

“Airport?” You said inquisitively. “Since when does Alan pay you to drive new trucks to the airport?” 

“Since Rudy hired him for the pick up service and apparently is incapable of driving his own ass around anymore” Junior snorted and waved at Lizzy.

“Or he doesn’t have a car here anymore” You noted, rolling your eyes at him.

“Either way, I get this bad boy for the next 24 hours and I intend to give her the royal grand tour of our humble town.” He ran his hand up and down the steering wheel, stroking the new leather. “Wanna go for a rip?” He said, winking. You shook your head and crossed your arms over your chest. 

“Well I do” Lizzy piped up from beside you, walking closer to the window. She smiled at Junior and began to put her hair in a pony tail. She nudged your arm as she began to walk to the passenger side door. “Come on, granny. Let’s go!”

She laughed as she climbed up into the truck, but you shook your head again.

“I’m good...you kids have fun. Say hi to Rudy for me” You said to Junior, who shrugged his head and muttered ‘definitely wont do that’ under his breath.

Lizzy blew a kiss at you and waved once before Junior put it in drive and started to go up the dirt road north of you. 

Junior and you had ended on okay terms, but he had concocted a theory that you had broken up with him because of another guy, and the unspoken suggestion was that that guy had been Rudy. Small town guys had a heck of a time with the idea of girls and guys just being friends. 

You sighed and watched as the truck disappeared around the corner, and turned back to your own car. You grabbed your backpack and slammed the trunk closed, walking down the path alone. You weren’t mad at Lizzy for going with him - she was flighty and bailed on you at the bar all the time - but you were mad the beer was going to go warm before you could drink it all. Not that you should even be drinking 6 beers alone by the water when you had to drive yourself home. Doubtful the 2 cops in this town would even be awake to see you though. Whatever.

You reached the end of the path and rounded the corner, revealing the coast line and the rocky beach. It was your favourite place to sit and think, sit and smoke, sit and be yourself. The beach curled in a U shape, giving you a private spot where the rest of the shoreline was blocked from view and all you could see was the ominous cedar forest that stretched up the mountain, the snow caps at the top, and the horizon over the cold pacific.

You had intended to share the joint you had in your pocket with Lizzie, but...well, her loss. You spread the blanket out on the softest patch of sand and rocks you could find (which still meant you were guaranteed to get at least 2 rocks in the ass) and placed your bag down, kicking off your sneakers. You took a deep breath for the first time in a few days and lit the joint, taking one long, deep inhale. You felt it tingle through your chest and your arms and legs almost immediately, relaxing you. Being here alone always sent you into a spiral of memories and thoughts that you worked hard during the day to suppress. Most insistent lately had been thoughts about your health problems. You called them ‘health problems’ but in reality it was just an eating disorder. You could go 2, sometimes 3 days without eating anything, and never felt hungry. It started after graduation.

You had lost weight, dramatically, going from a stable 120-125 to 95 at most and 90 at worst, in the span of a month. And for the next three years you had never gained it back, you had stayed at a relatively stable 95, which still left you looking sickly and too thin at 5’3”. Your frame wasn’t built for that kind of weight drop, you were Scottish and Cree, sprinkled with a little bit of German and Irish. A classic northwest cracker mix. You weren’t naturally small, you always had a bit of something to grab onto, but it was normal to your body, healthy. 

Some part of your brain knew that it had something to do with leaving school...and the pretence that came with that. The expectation...the responsibility. You were never that kind of person, and it never really bothered you, but suddenly it had. You never planned to go to University right away, but you had no back up plan. It wasn't something you and your friends really talked about. But suddenly Jacob had gotten into U of Washington, Dan had left to backpack Europe, and Rudy had not so graciously announced he was deferring his acceptance and scholarship to culinary school because he wanted to be an actor, and flew to LA the next month. You had been left behind, with Lizzy of all people, and it had hit you hard.

You looked around the beach, dragging on your joint quicker than normal, trying to knock the thoughts out of your head. An Eagle screeched above - scaring you - and you laid back on the blanket, closing your eyes. You needed to chill the hell out. This was the first time in a few weeks that you had gotten a night off from helping your dad with his guide business and you didn’t plan on wasting it riddling your brain with anxiety and worrying about your body.

You looked up at the sky and watched the mist and fog kiss the clouds, the sunset colours dancing across them. As it usually did, the rain had stopped just as the sun was going down, the clouds parting briefly and letting the smallest sliver of sunlight through, just enough to burn the grey light out of the sky and allow the pink and orange hues to fade along the horizon. You sat up and cracked a beer, enjoying the fresh smelling air and the rhythmic sound of the waves licking the shore line. 

Two beers in you had put on your jacket and placed your Bluetooth speaker next to you on the blanket, blasting a playlist that Rudy had made you for your graduation party.

Three beers in you took the jacket off, standing up and dancing by yourself on the beach to the music.

Four beers in you laid down on the blanket, balled your jacket up and used it as a pillow, and started looking for shapes in the stars.

Five beers in you fell sleep.

———

Many hours later, as the sun rose and was bright on the water and the early morning bird feed was in full swing overhead, you were drifting in and out of sleep to the squawking when a shadow came across your face, alerting you to groggily open your eyes.

“What’s up, Little Fern?” His voice had gotten deeper. Wait, what?

You opened your eyes and blinked, raising a hand to block the sun. There, in your very awake and very not dreaming state, was the unmistakable silhouette that you had spent the last 18 years dreaming about and 18 years being a friend to.

Rudy.

[ametistacollinsworld]

♛ Lizzy x Worker Drone Reader x Doll poly hcs ♛

My 20 request! Hope you like!

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Oh boy- And we go-

I think you were their classmate who was never one to talk to them, until one day you guys had to do a group project. (Bruh-)

So to get the project done, Lizzy invited you to a sleepover at her house, where you, she and Doll would do the project and have a sleepover together, simple isn't it?

But then after a while you guys started to get along really well, finishing work quickly and talking later that night, thus starting a good friendship. (Yay! Friends!)

You, Lizzy and Doll would do everything together after that, pick out party outfits, talk about romance movies, among other things.

Once you guys started dating, Lizzy would always want a kiss when she saw you, while Doll would want a kiss on the cheek. (Cuties-)

You, Lizzy and Doll would definitely have a special B.F.F./partners secret code.

You three would always bring your desks together in class in your free time to talk.

These girls would go so hard for you to become a cheerleader like them, they just want to spend time with you!

These two would constantly give you bouts of kissing together on your cheeks and lips, leaving you a blushing mess as they giggle at you. (It is not funny- Cmon-)

At parties you would always have a schedule to dance with both of them, Lizzy's favorite dance types being tango and mambo and Doll's favorites being kalinka and merengue to dance together with you. (Yay- dance lovers!)

Constant pillow fights whenever you guys are in Lizzy's room, where you would always team up with Doll to make a tickle trap for Lizzy, where you would attack her with a bear hug while Doll would tickle Lizzy's stomach, making the female drone fall into a fit of laughter as she asked you guys to stop. (UwU)

Basically you, Lizzy and Doll would be a very healthy poly couple where you guys would look like best friends.

[ametistacollinsworld]

✿ Lizzy x Drone! Reader ☼

My 30 request! Hope you like!

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Well, in the beginning you were a normal worker drone like everyone else…but then J's Absolute Solver's crazy event managed to mess with your body, making you develop characteristics of disassembly drones. You were now taller, developing orange eyes like cat pupils, as well as having sharper teeth despite not having the need to consume oil. Luckily.

And despite almost every other worker drone being scared of you, calling you by your newest nickname "The Zombie Drone", Lizzy didn't seem to mind too much, continuing to hang out and chat with you as usual. Doll didn't seem to care much either, just shrugging her shoulders, which you were grateful for.

Also, you now had a patrol schedule in the lower levels of the colony.. just for everyone's safety…against another possible attack or event.. you didn't want others to become like you.

So, just like that, another night has fallen over the colony, with you walking among the colony's many metal compartments on yet another of your patrols.

You sighed kicking over a can, sweeping your sharp cat eyes around the large flat gray room below, trying to spot anything unusual or abnormal about the place, failing to pick up any movement.

" Rough night? " Lizzy asked coming out of the shadows, which made you jump in fright making a fighting stance towards her.

" It's just me (Y/n)! I didn't think my beauty was so great for you to be scared- " Lizzy said in a teasing tone with a little laugh, which you left your fighting position with a sigh rolling your eyes.

" You shouldn't do that kind of thing Lizzy.. what if it wasn't me? What if it was a Murder drone? You'd be dead by now 'Beauty Lady' " You spoke in a questioning tone mixed with concern, using sarcasm at the end of your monologue. The female drone worker who seemed unaffected by your words, just moved closer to you with her characteristic smile and smug look.

" But I'm not, and it's just you (Y/n)...you wouldn't hurt me right big sweet heart? I'm your favorite drone in the whole colony " Lizzy spoke in a bold tone, running her hand gently down your arm, looking up to stare into your eyes. You snorted at her feeling your cheeks blush, then patting her hand, making her push her hand away.

" You should think about what you do Lizzy… someday you gonna get hurt really bad, and I won't be there for you.. you're my best friend in the whole colony.. " You said in a low tone giving a worried look to the female drone, which Lizzy just grimaced in defeat.

" Fine- I promise not to do that anymore! Just cut the 'Tragic ending' part okay?- And I also consider you my best friend.. besides Doll of course " Lizzy said putting one of her hands on her hips, while the other she poked your chest lightly. You gave a small smile.

" Well, I think I'm done with today's patrols.. do you want to go watch a movie with me? " You asked softly, which Lizzy gave you a smug look.

" Do you really just want this? I could give you a few kisses- " Lizzy spoke in a teasing tone, blowing you a kiss. You gave a shy smile rolling your eyes.

" Oh My Gad! Let's go before I ignore you for the rest of the week- The things I have to put up on this colony- " You spoke in an unimpressed tone, starting to walk towards your house.

" Hey! I still haven't received an answer, you know? " Lizzy said running after you, which you replied also running, laughing through the corridors while Lizzy screamed for you to answer her, between also in laughs.

Lizzy got a kiss on the cheek from you as a consolation prize that night. You don't regret anything.

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I recently re-opened murder drone requests! So if you want you can send me requests! Thank you for your attention! :D