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kittydragondraws · 2 days ago

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they should make a Lizzy plushie so she and the V plush can kiss

#kitty's kooky insane ramblings #murder drones #Vizzy #Lizzy x V #V x Lizzy #pink lemonade

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euphoricsleeplucidity · 3 days ago

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Very sorry for not posting very often lately. Lots of stuff has been going on. But I managed to write this, and figured it's good enough to post. This is my first time writing Vizzy, so I hope I did it justice because I have zero clue how to write Lizzy. Enjoy! :3

"Lizzy," V begins carefully. The worker's fingers don't pause, continuing to stroke through her hair and untangle any knotted strands.

Lizzy hums in acknowledgement, but doesn't say much else. Grabbing the brush again that she had set aside, she works it through the disassembler's hair, unaware of V's inner turmoil.

"Are we-" Uncertain on how to word this, V stops herself.

Putting the brush down in an exaggerated motion, Lizzy huffs and tilts her head. "What is it, V?" She prods.

Swallowing, V leans further back, into Lizzy's chest. She looks up and continues, "… dating?"

What brought this on, is the fact that earlier, Uzi had winded up referring to Lizzy as V's girlfriend. Of course, the disassembly drone had denied it, flustered and embarrassed by such an accusation even if Uzi meant it as a joke. But, what she couldn't exactly deny was the fact that she honestly didn't know if they were or not.

That's something you talk about first, right?

But they do hang out a lot and she enjoys Lizzy's company, even if she wouldn't admit it. And the worker makes her feel weird, occasionally. Warm and just - happy?

Does that mean V likes Lizzy? Or worse (better?), love? She does not know.

That scares her.

And she realizes that Lizzy hasn't even responded. Or maybe she had and V wasn't listening because she was so caught up in her thoughts.

Without warning, V pushes herself up and scoots away from the worker. "I'm sorry-" She apologizes, a little frantic.

She needs to get out of here.

Getting off of the bed, she stumbles to the room's door without even so much as a glance or word to the worker, but then she finally hears something that breaks through her muffled audio intake and freezes.

"V! Seriously?"

Lizzy is mad at her. Of course. "I'm sorry," V repeats.

"Oh, no, you don't," she hears grumbled behind her. Before V can open the door, a hand on her shoulder startles her and her eyes lock onto it.

"V, turn around," Lizzy says, and it sounds like a plead. But her audio receptors must be playing tricks on her.

Regardless, she sighs in resignation and listens, ready to be berated, turning around to look at the worker.

And her eyes widen when Lizzy leans up on the tip of her toes to press a soft kiss to her lips. What.

"You're an actual idiot," is the first thing Lizzy says when she pulls away.

The disassembler is in shock. "Huh?" Is the only thing she can think to respond to that with.

Lizzy rolls her eyes. "Well, I wouldn't say we were dating, but I've been flirting with you for like, ages," a mischievous gleam in her eyes, "so we can be."

"Really?" V tries her best to keep the hope out of her voice.

"I don't know if you know this, but you're incredibly hot," Lizzy remarks. "I would love to date you, V."

And there's that feeling again. The warmth. Lizzy makes her happy.

V leans down to press a kiss to the worker's lips, unable to contain the emotions that bubble up within her. Doesn't know how to react to them, but she does know they're pleasant and she doesn't want it to ever go away.

Happy.

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wayward-delver · 2 months ago

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