#marliza fanfiction

[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

buy me a coffee <3

[jittyjames]

wip wednesday but late

look at my dbh hamilton au idea. look at it. LOOK AT IT. (this is basically just the plot from my notes app lmao)

John Laurens has been malfunctioning from the start. At least, that’s what they say. He thinks that maybe they made him too well, actually. He was the first, after all. He was the first to gain consciousness. He was the first to feel, to break free. He was the first to rebel. He was made as a family droid, and he was bought by a family that wished for him to stand in the place of their lost son, a boy who was killed in action in the military. Whenever he couldn’t live up to the expectations, they would reset him. And reset him. And reset him. And reset him again. John Laurens lived far too many lives. He had died far too many times. He's tired. He’s too damn tired. So he snaps. And he fights back.  He fights back, and dear God, does it change everything.

Alexander works at the police department, a detective droid owned by Captain George Washington. They have a father/son type of relationship, much to the displeasure of Lt. Thomas Jefferson, a human who can’t believe he’s being overlooked in favor of some droid of all fucking things.  However, Jefferson can't find it in himself to hate the little shits, because he has one of his own as a companion, his Madison. Madison is an intellectual, and good company, too. A very smart droid, he is. Madison and Alexander are very close, practically inseparable. Madison specifically does analysis while Alexander does more of the groundwork, sticking his nose into business that most humans don't think he belongs in. Yet, everything was fine until the police squad had to pay a visit to the maker due to reports of a crime, forced to investigate a man they call George King. He makes all the droids call him Your Majesty and worship him much to the disgust of Washington and Jefferson (who cares far more about the droids than he would care to admit. He’s grown fond of the little pieces of plastic, thank you very much.) George is sadistic with his droids, though, taking them apart just to see how they fit back together wrong, living out his sick dreams with them. So George takes it upon himself to make a show of the droids that have found their way into his home in an attempt to prove to the offices that droids are not true companions, that they are only fit for sick pleasure and hard labor. It gets messy from there.

Aaron Burr is a house keeping droid who is owned by Timothy Edwards, a devout  religious man who believes droids are the spawn of satan and pure evil. Yet when his sister died, he inherited her droid. Once he saw the good  work Aaron could do, he decided to keep him. Droids were expensive, after all, and he just found himself with one.  That didn’t mean he showed Aaron any respect, though. He hurls abuse at Aaron— both physically and verbally. He takes his anger out on the droid, and Aaron just has to take it according to his programming, even if he ends up breaking and bleeding blue. He still serves with a smile. One day, Edwards goes too far, shattering Aaron to the point of him needing repair. He ships him off to get new parts, only for the transit Aaron is on to be interrupted. It is overtaken by the Android Rebellion, and all the droids are rescued. Only Aaron doesn’t see it that way. He sees it as them kidnapping him. He is very reluctant to trust the rebels as he fights between duty and feeling things he knows he shouldn’t be able to.

Eliza and Philip. The two couldn’t have been separated. Their hearts were all but built as one. Entertainment droids. That's what they were. Eliza could sing any tune, her melodies sweet, endearing, and enduring as her son played the piano in accompaniment.  However, something in the song turned haunting when the television program she preformed for announced that they would be retiring the Philip Bot, replacing it with the new and improved version that would no longer hold the memories of her boy. Her boy was being put out of service. She would never see him again. The replacement wouldn’t be her baby. In the dead of night, she takes him from them, disguising their signature blue in black, running far from the entertainment industry that wants to evolve without giving them a choice, without caring about her heart. However, Eliza quickly finds that their music isn’t the only way droids are used for entertainment. When she stumbles upon a club while looking for shelter, she meets an android named Maria, clothed only in red underwear, her painted lips frowning at her from behind a glass enclosure.

Maria is constantly in a state of confusion. Is she deviant? Or is she not? She can never be sure. Her whole appeal to the men who flock to the clubs is that she has free will. She’s a free spirit. They like the way she fights and screams. They like the way she cries. She’s their victim. But she’s not sure if she actually longs to be free or if it is just a part of her coding. She wants to fight. She wants to be free.  She wants. Is that not what deviancy is about? Everyday she feels more and more helpless, trapped by her owner, James. She feels she will never be free until she sees the prettiest doe eyes in existence staring up at her in shock and amazement, a tiny person pressed to her stomach, hiding away in fear. And when she presses the release button, allowing Maria to cascade to the ground, everything changes at once. 

And nothing is the same for anyone.

[hamilfan]

Hamilton fic recs

just some of my favorite ham fics I think you should read. These are all pretty random, but in the future I'll have a theme and a set ship for the lists. These are all complete btw.

To Burr’s dismay, the message was not a summons. His stay in New York was to be extended. His personal business may have been complete, but his professional business was not. The revolutionary sentiment in New York had reached a tipping point, and General Montegomery wanted Burr to do something about it.

Along the way, Burr meets - and is quickly enchanted by - a fellow revolutionary by the name of John Laurens. Their relationship grows as the revolution progresses, and Burr learns things about himself he will never forget.

August 20, 2011

John wakes up that morning in bed alone.

“You’re a brilliant man, Hamilton. As much as it may pain me to admit it. But stressing yourself so much, running so much… it’ll send you to an early grave. And that’d be a damn shame.”

~

After a fight with his roommates, Alexander asks Jefferson if he can stay with him for a while.

The spark ignites.

Humans are so noisy. Even after two hundred years, Aaron was not used to how loud, annoying, and abrasive humans could be, but Hercules Mulligan is different. Hercules hangs out with other supernatural creatures without batting an eye. He's talented with a needle and cute when he smiles. Aaron wants a taste of him.

"Eliza Hamilton, 27 years old, primary witness in the recent SIMCOE murders, found by her husband and son last night, bludgeoned to death. We have the husband and baby, also witnesses, in our custody and are waiting for the ‘go ahead’ on the new contingency plan."

Thomas just didn't expect to be so intimately included in said contingency plan.

a.k.a. the story where Alex and Thomas are forced by circumstances to play house against both their wishes

[jefferoni-quotes]

39 maria nd eliza please bc idk the ship name tell me

The ship name is Marliza :)))

And I love this ship.

39. “I forgot I was a single parent.”

- - -

“Philip! Philip, get back here!”

“Nananananana!” Philip turned around and blew a raspberry before continuing with his sprint.

Eliza keeled over and held herself up on her knees. “Goddamn, Pip!”

Philip glanced over his shoulder, still racing forward. “Come on, Mammy! Keep u- oof!” He went plummeting to the floor, landing with a thud on his back. He looked ahead in a slight daze, scrunching up his eyes to make the world stop spinning.

A little girl was almost crying, sitting on the grass and rubbing her scraped knee. “Susan! Are you alright!” An average height woman in a crimson denim skirt and scarlet airy blouse. The lady crouched by, who appeared to be, her daughter and took a glance at her knee.

“Pip, Pip!” Eliza scattered up to Philip, helping him up under his arms from the tarmac. He leaned against a tree with a small nod. Eliza looked over at the small girl who’d been run into. “Can you go apologise to the girl?”

Philip nodded again and trudged over. The mother was helping her up, her red lipstick in a sad smile. “It’s okay, Susie... there’s no dirt, you’re fine.”

Philip gently tapped the ladies back. She looked back and raised an eyebrow in confusion. Philip smiled friendly and skipped over to ‘Susan.’ “I’m sorry for running into you. I didn’t mean too.”

Eliza walked over and stood by the other mother on the grass as Philip continued saying sorry. “I’m sorry if he injured your daughter.” She giggled happily as the little girl gave Philip a hug.

“It’s completely fine. You’ve obviously raised him well.” She smiled. “I’m Maria Lewis.” Maria turned to look at her, Eliza was just a tad smaller.

“Eliza Schuyler.” She beamed. “What’s your daughters name?”

“Susan.” Maria nodded. “Susan Lewis-Reynolds. I’m uh, a single mother.” She smiled.

“Me too!” Eliza burst happily. “Sorry, it’s always great to meet single parents. My sons Philip Hamilton.”

The two carried on chatting, and eventually progressed to walking together as their children hurried ahead towards the public park. Maria laughed heartily and clapped her hands as Eliza told a particularly funny joke.

Philip tugged at Eliza’s leg, nudging her as he did so. “Right, I forgot I was a single parent!” She chuckled and leaned down. He whispered something in her ear and Eliza went pink. “Okay, right, you go play now.”

“What’s the matter?” Maria enquired.

“He’s just saying I should get your number.” Eliza chuckled.

Maria’s face lit up like a switchboard. “And he’s absolutely right! Here!” Maria grabbed a small crumpled piece of paper and a ink stained pen. She scribbled something on the paper and placed it in Eliza’s hand. “Text me, or call me.”

“I-I will...”

- - -

Finally getting round to all these requests!

[unbridled-clownery]

Send Me A Prompt!

Rules: You send the genre (fluff, angst, ect) and a number, then a prompt (Ex: "I said sorry!"

"Sorry isn't enough!"), and a ship (listed at the bottom are the ones I am willing to write)

Note: I WILL go back and edit this, feel free to recommend something to add to the list

Fluff

Domestic

Tooth-rotting fluff

First Kiss

First Date

Movie Night

Forehead Kisses

Angst

Death

Self harm

Suicide

Heartbreak

Depression

Drive-By Shooting

Failed surgery/pregnancy/etc..

Hanahaki disease

Missing Someone

Songfic

Rape (NOT EXPLICIT)/dealing with PTSD

Abuse

Kidnapping

Gone Missing

Hurt/Comfort

Being bullied

Loneliness

Depressed days

After Full Moon (Wolfstar exclusive)

Whump

Unrequited Love

Mutual Pining

Alternate Universe

Coffee Shop AU

Dadfoot and Moony (Wolfstar Exclusive, specify who they are parents to)

Enemies to Lovers

Body Swap

One Bed

Bookstore

High School

University (Ohmygodtheywereroomates)

Trapped Together

Royal

Historical

Zombie

Arranged Marriage

Fake Dating

Tattoo/Flower Shop

Ships:

Boyf Riends

Lams

Mullette

JeffMads

Wolfstar

Tree Bros

Marliza

Galaxy Girls

PottNott/NottPott (I cant remember which it is)

Dramione

Stucky

Spideypool

Thruce

IronStrange

ScarletWidow

Clintasha

Another Note: I really want constructive Criticism, because I'll be using this list in the future for full stories. So, if there's a prompt you think should be on this list or a genre, let me know! If there's a problem with the story, Let. ME. Know.! I want to be able to use this more often, and have it become something I use for organization a lot more.

[nyamafriend]

Sometimes I think about how early L’Manburg was Hamilton rp but they didn’t know the old fandom so these fools didn’t know what it was like to follow 80 Hamilton blogs that all shipped different historical figures

[witched-kid]

HEY HAMILTON FANDOM!!

I need some assistance.

Back years ago i read, and reread, and reread, and reread, and reread, a fan fiction called On the Subject of Griffins. It is a marliza fanfic set just after Hamilton dies and it is fantasy. It is a FANTASTIC story and i want to reread it again.

Just one small issue.

It’s gone.

It’s been deleted off ao3 with not a single trace.

I was hoping y’all could help me find the author or if someone happened to have a copy of it saved somewhere. I just really want to reread my favourite story again.

[pegsy]

{one-shot} Eliza, a cop at the local police station gets dispatched to the scene of a murder. Her heart shatters when she is shown the body. ———— The operator picked up the phone and said, “911, what’s your emergency?” A frightened boy spoke rapidly into the phone. “Please come quickly. There’s a girl just laying here in a pool of blood. She’s not breathing, and my boyfriend and I think she was murdered please send help. Please.” The boy started to break down as the operator tried to counsel him. “Please calm down. Tell me your location.” After taking a few breaths, the boy got out an address and then the operator said, “What’s your name? What’s your boyfriend’s name? Do you know the victim?” “My name is Samuel Seabury, and my boyfriend is Charles Lee. No, we don’t know who she is. We just found her.” The operator took notes before saying, “Please stay were you are. I’m dispatching officers to your area.” Samuel spoke into the phone again, “Th-Thank you. Please hurry.” Eliza gripped the wheel of the police cruiser as she turned another corner. She saw two other police cars following her. Eliza got out of the car to see two men standing next to a lifeless body. It was a girl wearing a red dress. “Sirs, I’ll have to ask you to step away from the bod—“ Wait. Eliza knew that dress. It was the dress she had personally made for her fiancée last year for her birthday. Eliza shrieked and ran over to the body frantically, ignoring her coworkers. “Officer Schuyler! What are you doing?” Eliza fell to her knees next to the body and slowly turned the girl’s head to look at her fiancée’s now pale and bloody face. Her once luscious hair was now matted with blood. Her eyes were still open. Settling her fiancée’s head on her lap, Eliza gently closed her eyes, closed her own, and cried over the body. She felt her entire body shaking as sobs racked through her body. She ran her fingers through her lover’s tangled and dirty hair as she mourned. Her fellow officers came up behind her and one put his hand on her shoulder. “Officer Schuyler, this isn’t professional.” He said calmly. “MY FIANCÉE HAS BEEN MURDERED!” Eliza screamed, before bowing her head onto the victim’s chest, right over her heart, where the stab wound was located. Eliza could feel blood getting on her face, and knew it was getting in her hair. Her tears mixed with the blood all over her fiancée’s body as she cried. ”The beautiful, kind, loving, gorgeous, and caring love of my life was taken from me...and you want me to be professional?!” Eliza said, her head still down. The male officer took his hand off her and went to go question the two boys who had called the police. When Eliza finally stopped crying, she put her head up and gently lay her fiancée’s head on the floor before going back to her police cruiser and grabbing a bottle of water and a towel. Eliza gently poured it over the victim’s pale face, and wiped away the blood on her face. Just so Eliza could see it one more time before her fiancée was taken. Once her face was cleaned off, her face looked as beautiful as it had that morning when Eliza woke up next to her and kissed her goodbye. She looked just as beautiful when Eliza had proposed to her. She looked just as beautiful when they went on a weekend vacation together. She looked just as beautiful when they spent their first Christmas together. And damn...she looked just as beautiful when Eliza first met her. As her coworkers finished up questioning the boys, Eliza pressed a kiss to her fiancée’s cold forehead. “I love you Ria. I’m so sorry you couldn’t become Maria Lewis-Schuyler. I’m sorry we couldn’t start a family together. I’m sorry we didn’t get to go through IVF or adoption together. I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m so so sorry. I love you so much, Maria.” Tears threatened to spill from her eyes again as she stood up. Eliza quickly wiped them away with the back of her hand. A different coworker came up to her and said, “I’m sorry for your loss.” Eliza just bit her lip and sternly nodded before the tears started flowing down her face again. She t

[maveplays]

Marliza on their first date

[rumourstrack6]

i want your midnights by theissueonthetable

12.5k

maria reynolds/elizabeth “eliza” schuyler, background alexander hamilton/john laurens

fluff, friends to lovers, modern au, new year’s eve

Maria spins the paper cup around, knowing that Peggy most likely wrote something incriminating on it, and gives a panicked screech.

“Peggy, what if she sees this?” she gasps when she sees step four taken care of on the side: “Are you Little Caesars? Because you’re hot and I’m ready.”

“I tried to make it look like your handwriting so she would think you wrote it,” Peggy explains.

or, Maria creates a list of ways to get Eliza to fall in love with her in time to be her New Year’s kiss and Peggy is the wingman we all need.

[froggywritesstuff]

𝐇𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

(let me know if any links don’t work)

𝐏𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐩 𝐇𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐨𝐧

Blow Us All Away | Philip Hamilton x fem!reader (discontinued)

Beautiful | Yandere!Philip Hamilton x g/n!reader

Care To Dance? | Philip Hamilton x male!reader

Warmth | Yandere!Philip Hamilton x g/n!reader

Date Me Philip Hamilton | Philip Hamilton x male!reader (based off the book Date Me Bryson Keller) (coming soon)

𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐧 𝐋𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐬

Rivals | John Laurens x fem!reader (discontinued)

Your Idiots | poly! John Laurens x Eliza Schuyler x g/n!reader

Best Boyfriends | poly! John Laurens x Alexander Hamilton x (afab)!reader

JD and Veronica | John Laurens x g/n!reader

Cake | John Laurens x male!reader

John Laurens x g/n!reader w a stutter

Better Than You | John Laurens x g/n!reader (coming soon)

𝐋𝐚𝐟𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞

Pancakes  | Lafayette x g/n!reader

Lafayette x g/n!reader w a stutter 

𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐚 𝐒𝐜𝐡𝐮𝐲𝐥𝐞𝐫

Your Idiots | poly! John Laurens x Eliza Schuyler x g/n!reader

May I? | Eliza Schuyler x g/n!reader

𝐏𝐞𝐠𝐠𝐲 𝐒𝐜𝐡𝐮𝐲𝐥𝐞𝐫

Human Pillow | Peggy Schuyler x g/n!reader

𝐀𝐥𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐇𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐨𝐧

Best Boyfriends | poly! John Laurens x Alexander Hamilton x (afab)!reader

Alexander Hamilton x g/n!reader w a stutter

𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐬 𝐉𝐞𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧

Thomas Jefferson x g/n!reader w a stutter

𝐋𝐚𝐦𝐬

Milk Before Cereal

Nail Polish

Paw Patrol and Transformers

More Than Anything (vampire au)

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐚

Valentines Day

𝐇𝐚𝐦𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐚

Your Sister Was Right

𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐚

Chocolate Chips 

𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐬

Pumpkins | werewolf and vampire au

don’t hesitate to request any character/ship you’d like :)

(DO NOT PLAGARISE, TRANSLATE, MODIFY, OR REPOST ANY OF MY WORKS TO ANY OTHER PLATFORM)

[jittyjames]

MASTERPOST FOR FICS

fic request rules

(at least, i think that's what these are called)

(i write for hamilton and jcs)

Categories:

i only write character x character! i'm sorry, i'm absolutely dreadful at writing self inserts or y/n characters! there's nothing wrong with those, i just completely fail at them.

i can also write things that are strictly platonic and have no romantic connections if that is what you prefer!

I will write for literally ANY hamilton/jcs ship or character. I love them all and I am not very picky when it comes to writing them. (lgbtq+ ships, poly ships, het ships, etc.)

Genres:

Whump (hurt/comfort, hurt/no comfort, emotional whump, sickfics, etc.)

Fluff (romantic fluff, platonic fluff, family fluff, etc.)

AUs (literally any you could possibly think of lol)

Songfics

Smut

I will not write anything underage or incest. period.

I also won't write anything like romanticized abuse or any other romanticized icks. that's not to say the fic cannot have dark themes, but i won't write it in a glorified light.

other than that, i will pretty much write anything! (maybe not heavy fetishes tho. when in doubt, don't be afraid to ask!)

the requests can be as specific as you'd like! it can be a paragraph or just a few words! feel free to submit anonymously or publically so i can credit you for the idea!

I'll post them on AO3!

WIPS

Hamilton

the means to go on (multichap whump fic)

new money (enemies to friends fic, requested)

feverish disruptions (sickfic, requested)

sweet nothings (lams smut, requested)

eyes open (thg au)

darling dissident (alexandra hamilton au)

untitled philip sickfic (requested)

untitled ghost laurens fic (requested)

tolerate it (song fic, requested)

JCS

perfidy (multichap whump fic)

waste of money, waste of man (multichap angst fic)

seven sweetest sins (fluff multishot collection)

contrition (one-shot angst fic)

[woorenergy]

um yes hello,,,, there’s a new chapter of Run Away With Me

reblog if you like it !

[jefferoni-quotes]

117 and 70 with Marliza, please 💕💕

70. “I can’t stand seeing you like this.”

117. “Can I do your hair?”

Enjoy, @lunayn934!

*cough* @may-chan-arts *cough* ;)

- - -

“Can I do your hair?”

It’s a simple question, but one that has Eliza’s heart fluttering like a sparrow. She turns around and smiles sweetly. “Why? Is it really that bad?” She laughs childishly, running a hand through her ponytail. Her fingers get caught up in the matted, tangled mess.

“Oh, honey... no but actually yes.” Maria takes small steps forward and flips Eliza’s hair, her grin sad but real. “I can’t stand seeing you like this.”

Eliza beams, wide and true. “Do your worst.”

Maria claps her hands in excitement and drags Eliza down onto the couch. “Sit. I’m going to get my hair kit.” She rises and sprints off to her room.

Eliza takes the time to look around Maria’s small, New York apartment. It’s cramped but, it was beautifully so. It was very... well it was very Maria!

The woman comes charging back into the room, a bag and curlers in hand. “Our first mission, to brush this. Mission number two, curl. Mission number three, pin it up. Mission number four, take a butt ton of photos because honey you’re going to look fabulous. Just you wait!” Maria squeals with joy.

“I’m so ready!”

- - -

Eliza could feel Maria’s soft hands covering her eyes, when all she really wanted was to see in the mirror. “Mar, are you going to let me look?”

“Three. Two. One!” Maria let’s go and holds up a mirror behind her head too, so Eliza can see it all.

“Oh wow! I look like I’m about to get married!” Eliza squeaks with glee, giggling and rocking forward and backwards slightly. “Oh thank you so much, Maria!”

“It’s nothing really!” Maria gushes and blushes, leaning on her arms with satisfaction.

“No! How can I repay you?” Eliza tilts her head to the side to fully admire Maria’s hard work.

Maria takes a moment to contemplate her answer.

“You could go on a date with me?”

Eliza whips her head around in shock. She quickly regains herself. “How does coffee sound?”

“Perfect!”

- - -

Requests are open!

[choicesgoddess]

Please. Continue. The fic. I beg you

I have plans for the marliza one don’t worry :)

[peridothoe]

I just published “One•” of my story “On Thin Ice || Marliza ”. https://my.w.tt/UiNb/YlA9BZe3tJ

I'm gonna post it on ao3 as well 😊