#murder drones Lizzy x Doll

[ria-writes-stories]

The love that once was

Ship: Dizzy

Genre: Tension, Glass

Description: Tension turned the other way around

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(No one's pov)

It was an exhausting thing you know? To be the bad guy in everybody's eyes, but all comes to a stop once your heart too goes as quiet as you had been your entire life.

Being held so lovingly and soft, feeling her skin pressed and pulled on by the same hands while tender gentle kisses collide upon her neck and cheeks, on her lips and eyelids, with soft whispers of never ending love in her ear, who wouldn't be fooled?

This was Doll's reality. She used to be cheerful, lively, happy, and just in one unfortunate turn of events she one day turned into a walking corpse until she would have to be an actual one.

It was painful to see the person you love the most no longer being who they are, and yet they were right there, just out of reach. How frustrating must it be? Through how much pain through tender kisses did Lizzy have to endure before she was forced to wake up to reality?

However she could never shake the fear, the dread, the horror. Doll enjoyed what she was doing and Lizzy knew that. She saw her sick twisted smile once, in the reflection of her mirror, Doll was licking the drops of oil from a butcher knife as if there was nothing wrong with it. Lizzy had cold sweats accompanied by a shiver down her spine in moments. Every circuit of hers stood on it's end as if she breathed too heavier her entire system would come down in an instant. Doll was no more, but by the time Lizzy realised it too many lives had been lost.

Lizzy could never understand the reasoning behind Doll's actions, how could she? She was oblivious, she was innocent, she was a frail soft flower like when they met for the first time. Doll saw hell and it's fire pits. She saw what was to come. She saw what she could become. She saw what could be the end of all that she knows, the end of everything, of everyone. She refused to be part of it, but ultimately by getting this far into it, she was compelled to.

Back in the more peaceful days, back when they were clueless oblivious cheerleaders, back then. Oh how easy it all was. Hurting someone for the simple of seeing a reaction, for toying with them, how pleasurable it was wasn't it? Too bad that karma caught up on them and promised them and their hell born kind the holy fires of extinction to erase the sin that has formed long before they were even born. They were not at fault. They've done nothing wrong, but this is how it was written. But the thing is, that it was hell still that pulled the strings.

"D-doll?" A weak voice asked as a frail figure petrified in it's tracks unable to breath or look else where. The scene demanded attention. It was to be prised, it was to be worshipped, it was to be cherished. The oil of one spilled meant the ultimate sacrifice, so why was this puny weak girl standing before her saviour and protector like frozen prey instead of getting on her knees?

The Russian drone's smile vanished within a moment as her neck snapped around 180 degrees to look at her friend. The girl's eyes widened in shock. "Uhm- nice new upgrade?" Lizzy said startled as Doll's body turned around with it's head. "нам нужно поговорить."(We need to talk)

Lizzy's love for Doll was the equivalent of the Russian roulette. Dangerous, unpredictable, and it would require a great sharp mind full of wit to not press the trigger at the wrong time, or better said point it at the wrong person. Lizzy didn't have a lot of that. Sure she had her confidence, her charm, her sass, but really if it wasn't Doll that we were talking about this case scenario she would need a prince charming or a knight in shinning armour to save her.

Hungry passionate kisses were something one would dream after usually. It was something normal for some hormonal irresponsible teenagers right? Well, those thoughts were no longer a preoccupation for Lizzy's mind as much once she's learned that her best friend slash partner in crime slash lover slash it's complicated you moron don't look into it too much, needed the life source of another in order to live. Sure it was normal for drone's to eat. Oil, batteries, what not, however there was an issue when you need to drink the oil that comes from a drone instead of one from a bottle or cardboard juice box, but of course you'd have to be a loser and a short emo nightcore obsessed girl to be choosing the last option.

Doll's explication was her grand plan to catch V, and of course, Lizzy had to partake in it or who knows…

Lizzy was conflicted with herself, and yet, she couldn't care less. As long as she lived why would anything else matter? But it did matter because she was under the boots of the very girl that not so long ago she'd share a laugh with down the hallways of their school all dandy and happy.

So for a knight she began to prey. Even if she knew it, even if she was conscious or not about her decision. It was a never ending pressure on her shoulder. She didn't care about the yells, she didn't care about those that perished, she couldn't even muster an ounce of sympathy over the fact that she had a hand in people dying. No. She was instead slowly becoming concerned for the fate of somebody that she was supposed to help capture in a death trap. The knight in shining armour, her last chance.

Lizzy was a lot more intelligent than she let on, but her logic and moral compass were heavily flawed resulting in the girl boss Robo-God awful cheerleader we know today.

Doll was much more than Lizzy ever anticipated. She was a beast, but not a headless mindless one. After all, one can be gentle and merciful only if they are known to be by default cruel and flesh hungry with the power of deciding who lives and who dies. Doll was merciful. The death of just a few drones for the sake of an entire colony to never be attacked again. Uzi was dumb and weak, the girl was so desperate that she had sided with the drones that killed so many loved ones of others. Doll could not blame the outcast, but that didn't mean she could let her go. There were three once, now two, soon to be just one, and the one to be left was the weak goody two shoes. He wouldn't be too difficult to rid of given his foolishness. Doll was going to save this colony and avenge her parents through a simple two step plan. Trap them with bait, and end them.

Love was such a simple world compared to what Doll was offering to all these foolish clueless drones, what she was offering to Lizzy. She was giving a tribute to her parents and by doing so she ultimately gave this world a gift that they were undeserving and unworthy of. She was being more than generous, she was being more than loving.

They kept in touch even after the prom via text messages and who knows what else. After all they had every single right to live the story that we will never be blessed with the knowledge of. They had this right, they had this beauty, they had this blessing, regardless of how selfish, rotten, awful, kind, or pained they were. Tragedy always strikes young lovers the most, and they were no exception from this treatment.

The soul crushing tension that was felt in the air when these two talked was ignored by all oblivious drones because why would they focus on anyone other than themselves? The issue that neither they realised it. Lizzy ignored it perhaps, always pushing it back, ignoring the inevitable danger, while Doll was immune to it.

Once a tension that was the heart wrenching and warmth giver of love between two souls turned into the tension of dread, death and nothingness.

Love is something that will never be understood, that will never make sense or have ration in it but… Until the very end, they still felt it for the other, regardless of the flaws their partner showed.

Demise struck, but who is to say that Doll's heart crushed to bits and dust didn't release one last drop of energy that now was to follow Lizzy until the end of the blond's days, to give her strength and guidance into the next battle.

The end

[the-simple-creature]

TIER LIIIIIISSSST

Don't ask why "I love it!" and "Beyond crackshiping" are so small.

Here's your homework @carleenchoco, test is on Thursday/j

[wayward-delver]

How to cuddle a Disassembly Drone. 💛💜

By tsukiiyo (comm)

@/rottentricks Judgement AU

[vielkamagas]

I know she still cries about doll TRUST.

[eveledoze]

dizzy nation raise up

"Лизочка" (Lizochka) is a more affectionate and sweet version of the name "Liza" (which is similar to Lizzy)

[ghost-ferry]

She would, wouldn’t she?

Alt ver:

[weebie-arts]

LET'S GO DIZZY DOODLES!! Doll deserved better, and Im here to give her happiness!!

And a Juicy kiss with Lizzy

⚠️[Slightly suggestive]⚠️

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You were warned

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[kittydragondraws]

Lizzy x Male Reader Headcanons

She leaves you for a woman

[babe-a-tron-queenthousand]

but they were soooo yummyyyy!!

original

[lexo-is-pesto]

If this show doesn't end with a comedically stereotypical robot wedding, then I don't want it u_u

[karmafl0wer]

Wheel of misfortune @_@

PNG ver! v

[hjansetv]

Rendering is wild, ANYWAY HAVE SOME DIZZY CONTENT FOR A CHANGE

[lunamoonxy]

lesbiabs

i hc doll possesing one of those holo-spooky cameras or whatever

(btw russian text means "hi, my love".)

[blackjack-di]

The gfs ever actually <3

[jazzyblusnowflake]

get traditional art-ed idiot- 💕💅

didnt feel like digitizing these... bye✨️

((dies cutely))

[batravatra]

Hope this makes up for my previous mediocre attempt at drawing the two Also, decided to experiment with colors a little