#mariliza one shot

[froggywritesstuff]

Chocolate Chips | Mariliza

Pairings: Maria x Eliza

Warnings: periods, fluff, not proofread

Time: modern

Request: @anonymous-knife (hope you like it! sorry it kinda sucks)

"Maria?"

Eliza lazily reached out her arm, patting the empty space beside her, thinking that Maria was just lying abnormally far away. She frowned when she was nowhere to be found. Becoming more confused with every second, she lifted her head up from the blankets, sighing as she went to push herself out of the bed, but immediately stopped herself when the shooting cramping pains kicked in. She let out a loud groan and fell back onto the bed, wrapping herself in the covers.

"Lizzie, you ok?"

Eliza shot up at the familiar voice, a wide smile taking place on her lips as she was met with Maria. Her curly brown hair was tied up in a loose bun, she wore one of Eliza's white pyjama t-shirts, and a red flannel (neither Eliza or Maria were sure who actually owned the flannel. It was more of a shared flannel) was loosely tied around her waist.

Butterflies were fluttering all around in Eliza's stomach.

"Yeah, I'm ok." Eliza mumbled, the dopey smile still playing on her lips.

Until she went to get out of bed again.

She winced at the sudden pain she felt in her stomach, and Maria was quick to rush to the side of the bed, taking Eliza's hand in her own and easing her back into bed, "You sure you're ok? What's wrong?"

Eliza groaned, letting her head fall onto the soft pillow, "My period."

Maria nodded, "I'll be right back." she said, letting go of Eliza's hand and rushing out of the bedroom.

Eliza frowned as she was alone in the bedroom again, with no explanation of what Maria was doing.

'No, don't think about that now,' she thought to herself. If she knew anything about her periods, it was that the smallest of things would make her a sobbing mess. Instead of overthinking why Maria had left, she reached out to the bedside table, grabbing her phone and opening up one of the many apps she could mindlessly scroll through to pass the time. She settled on Instagram, a sigh leaving her lips as she began scrolling. Of course it was the first video she saw that had her sobbing. 

"Liza, what's wrong?"

Eliza's head shot up at Maria's voice, who was struggling to hold a variety of items in her hands. She set everything down at the end of the bed, and rushed toward Eliza's side. The concern melted away as Maria saw Eliza's phone.

"I'm sorry," Eliza sniffled as Maria placed the phone back on the bedside table, "I don't know why I'm like this but-"

"Hey," Maria whispered, cupping Eliza's face with her hands, wiping the tears away with her thumbs, "You don't have to apologise. It's not your fault you get hormonal on your period. And it's nothing to be embarrassed about, it's a completely normal reaction."

Eliza felt like her heart was going a million miles per hour at the simple gesture from her girlfriend.

Maria pressed her lips against Eliza's, and shuffled to the edge of the bed, shifting everything she had brought from the kitchen closer towards Eliza.

"Wh-what's all this?" Eliza asked, rubbing her teary eyes.

"Well, I know you love chocolate when you're on your period," she explained, handing a bag of chocolate chips to her girlfriend, "And all we had in the pantry was chocolate chips, because someone ate all the chocolate eggs we had from Easter."

"It was you." Eliza smiled, tears brimming her eyes at the gesture.

Maria's eyebrows furrowed in concern as she shuffled over to sit beside Eliza, "Wait, what's wrong? Why are you crying? Is it because of the chocolate? I'm sorry-"

She shook her head, wiping her tears away as she cuddled against Maria, "You're the best girlfriend ever, Ria. You know that? And you're just making my heart feel things, so thanks a lot."

"It's what I do," Maria smiled, kissing Eliza on the forehead, bringing on a bright pink blush on her cheeks.

"I love you, Ria. Like a lot."

"I love you too, Liza." she whispered, wrapping her arm around Eliza, "So, do you want the chocolate chips or..."

A/N: this is pretty shitty, but school has dried up all my imagination, so I apologise for that

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[hamilton-one-shots]

Hey there, I got a question of more a request. Can you maybe please write a Mariliza Fan fiction cause I love all your stories and Mariliza is one of my OTPs

(Edited by: @dflwrites)

“Oh, they’re all so cute!” Eliza squealed as she ran ahead of her girlfriend towards the pile of puppies. Her and Maria had decided to find one to adopt and she just couldn’t help herself! They were all so cute, she wasn’t sure she could choose just one!

Maria smiled and followed behind her. It was cute seeing Eliza so excited and she herself was excited to pick out a new little friend to take home. “I hope you know we can only afford to pick out one,” she reminded her, looking through the kennels with her. “A small one, right?”

But Eliza was entranced by the dog that was clearly part St Bernard. “But he’s so fluffy!”

“He’s cute, but he’s too big for our apartment, ‘Liza,” Maria reminded her, putting a hand on her girlfriend’s back. “Come on, let’s look at something smaller, okay?”

“Okay..” Eliza reluctantly moved away from the giant ball of fluff and towards some of the smaller dogs, though she didn’t find them any less adorable. “They’re all so cute..” She seemed to move between a few different kennels, equally in love with all of them.

“You know, you can play with a few of them for a bit, see who you like best,” Maria reminded her. “I can go get someone to help us.”

“Yes, please.”

Maria smiled to herself and did just that, coming back with someone who worked at the shelter.

“So, who are we looking at first?” he asked, watching Eliza.

Eliza hummed in thought. She knew deep down that they were only going to get one, as much as she hated to admit it. Eliza also knew that the more time she spent there, the more little puppers she’d fall in love with. So which one was the perfect one for her?

“Maybe this little guy?” Eliza suggested, pointing at a tiny mixed breed dog. He was small and a level of energetic that they’d be able to handle, and he even seemed to like Maria when she came close, which, for someone Eliza knew to be more of a cat person, was saying something.

“Gary, a good choice.” He got the dog and took them to a small room, letting them take him to play. “I’ll be right out here, if you two need anything. Feel free to take your time with him,” the worker said before smiling and shutting the door, letting the three be.

The dog ran around between the two girls, practically jumping with excitement, and Eliza was overjoyed, cooing as the little guy jumped into her lap.

Maria smiled and knelt down beside her, petting the little guy’s head. “He is precious.. Do you think he could be the one?”

Eliza smiled to herself. She was convinced that getting Maria to fall in love with a dog was going to be a real challenge, but seeing how quickly she fell for this one.. “He’s perfect.” She picked up their new furry friend and walked out of the room, Maria following close behind.

Seeing the looks on their faces, the worker knew exactly what they were going to say. “Should I get the adoption papers?”

Eliza nodded quickly. “Yes, thank you.”

He smiled and did that, the two women following him out and to the main lobby. In a matter of minutes and a thirty dollar adoption fee, the dog was theirs, renamed Alexander, seeing as he was as hyper as their friend with the same name.

They let the dog sit in the back of the car as Maria drove them to the nearest pet store, holding her girlfriend’s hand at the same time.

“Maybe someday, it’ll be a kid we bring home..” Eliza suggested, though she knew that was years away. “Not anytime soon, but someday…”

Maria smiled and kissed the back of her girlfriend’s hand. “I think you’re right..”

Eliza hummed happily and leaned over, kissing Maria’s cheek at a red light.

Maria blushed lightly at that, lightly squeezing her girlfriend’s hand. She wasn’t sure when and she wasn’t sure how, but someday soon, she’ll finally give Eliza that diamond ring in her drawer. And she’d make it much like this day: a moment neither of them would ever forget.

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