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The Eyes Under My Skin

Summary:

MINDER LIZZIE IS BACK????

Anyways, this dives into the self-hate that comes with being a watcher and the beginning of her journey to change! Y'know, before Lizzie was a much cooler Minder! :D

There's no One Life tag, but that's around the time frame of when she became a Minder in my mind (since that's the earliest I remember her doing admin stuff).

And technically neither of the mentioned fandoms are MENTIONED, but she's a Minder in them, so.... yeah.

OKAY, GO!

Notes:

(See the end of the work for notes.)

Work Text:

Lizzie felt ill.

And not the normal kind of ill, but the kind of ill where you can feel a rock settled at the bottom of your stomach, but can't do anything about it.. kinda ill.

She sat on the lower bunk of her bed, or tried to. With these new wings clinging to her back like a parasite, she settled for sitting on the floor as the laid behind her.

She grimaced as she fell deeper into her thoughts.

She didn't want this.

She didn't want to feed off her friends, why, that was just rude!

And hurting them to do it..?

She'd rather starve right here on the ground and watch the world move on without her.

Maybe it was just to distract herself from throwing up, but she decided right then and there that she had to something. Anything, really, to get her mind off.. whatever she was now.

"Jesus- how do- c'mon.."

She paced forward to get more room and twisted her neck to look at her drooping wings, letting out a whine of annoyance.

If she was gonna be this, then she had to look somewhat normal!

Didn't the bigger guys say something about disguises??

Reaching back, she grabbed a fistful of feathers to try and pull the heavy things up, only letting go as she felt the pain throbbing behind her eyelids.

How is she supposed to hide these?

Lizzie had already managed to hide those awful wings in her face, and she wasn't even sure how she did that!

She finally gave up after a few more painful pulls, falling into a heap on the floor and pulling her knees up.

Stupid.

..

..They're not even that pretty.

I mean seriously, purple wings over her blue dress and pink hair? Horrible combo! Maybe they'd be better as a soft pink, fading into.. a yellow? Those two colors always look nice! Or maybe a green, to match Joel? Aw.. he'd love that.

 

The worst part of it all was probably the eyes.

Those pulsing eyes.

The same ones that may as well have been mouths, begging and screaming for her to do.. everything.

She didn't want to look, she didn't want to see.

Not like this.

She held herself tighter, feeling the hot tears blurring her vision as she thought back to her friends, how this would change things.

Well, at least she could tell her real eyes from.. those.

 

"I don't want to be this anymore.."

Notes:

SORRY THAT THIS IS SO SHORT! I've been dealing with major art block when it comes to drawing, but I wanted to do something, so here we are!

This is technically canon, but might be open to changes later!