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#shut up elisa
goldenxsunshine · 2 years
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mandareeboo · 11 months
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Okay but you KNOW some trashy magazine is gonna smear photos of Elisa and Xanatos with headlines like "CEO dating police officer?????" and it pisses both of them off to no end.
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juneibyou · 3 months
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heartbreaking: generic "yiik bad" post going around the dashboard
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vampiregirlthingcock · 10 months
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i have terminal brain rot because this one scene has me wanting to see Angelina leash Elisa
all because she responded to treats like some kind of puppy
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yeahg
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redstrewn · 9 months
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My two mcs are just me irl vs me online
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laikuh · 1 year
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got distracted from writing because i needed to show scenes from gargoyles to @egipci and my other friend, which led to a personal spiral about how goliath and elisa literally made me who i am today, and if there is anyone else who doesn't know about the 90's disney show, gargoyles i need you to understand it is the reason 99% of gargoyle monster fucking exists in the world today.
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catwinterberry · 4 months
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According to some boomer on Facebook the Elisa Lam case was caused by the COVID vaccine
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memoryoflife · 10 months
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oc time tonight before my brain fucking explodes
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elisaenglish · 2 years
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Suitably young and suitably cruel—or a bite you simply cannot ever vaguely comprehend...
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keepscrollinghun · 2 years
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queen-of-deans-booty · 6 months
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Practice Makes Perfect
Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Actress!Reader
Word Count: ~1.7k
Warnings: none, nervous!jensen that's super cute
Request by anon: Hey, can i request a series or one shot with Jensen x actress/singer reader, where the reader is very famous actress and singer that work in Marvel as Black Widow, Game of Thrones, TVDU, etc and Jensen loved her and always are talking about her in set without knowing that she is Gen Padalecki best fiends and Jared Padalecki friends and Jared tell her all Jensen said about her so she was casted as a new character who is Dean love interest without him knowing and in the end they end together and have kids?
Summary: You're a famous actress that's been in lots of movies and TV shows. Jensen has a huge crush on you and doesn't know that the newest person to be hired onto Supernatural is none other than you.
Square Filled: what if (2022) for @spndeanbingo
Author’s Note: just pretend that each of the shows/movies she's been in took place one after the other instead of going on at the exact same time.
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Jared and Jensen have a few minutes alone before their panel. Jared is snacking on whatever they provided them with while Jensen is sitting on the couch browsing on his phone. Jared has his wife on FaceTime as he is stuffing his face, and she laughs at the food dripping from his mouth.
“Baby, why can’t you eat normally?”
“What? I’m hungry,” he says, more food spewing from his mouth.
“Our kids eat better than you,” she chuckles.
“Jen, tell her I eat normally.” Jared turns to his friend but Jensen isn’t listening to a word he’s saying. He has one of his Airpods in watching a video. “Are you guys coming to the panel?”
“Yeah, we’re just exploring right now.”
“Hi, Daddy!” Odette smiles and jumps into the frame.
“Hey, sweetheart. I’ll see you soon, okay?”
“Okay. Say bye!”
All three of his kids say bye just before Gen hangs up on him. Jared finishes eating his snack before walking over to his friend. He takes a seat next to him to see what video he’s watching and smirks when he sees you on the screen.
“So, what do you want to do when the panel is over? What section of the convention do you want to visit?” Jared asks knowing Jensen isn’t listening.
He’s too invested in the video of you doing press for your new Marvel movie. You play the elusive Black Widow in all of the Marvel films, and you just got done filming your own solo movie. You’ve done some press for the movie even before it comes out to prepare people for what to expect and things of that nature.
“You’re obsessed with her,” Jared chuckles.
“Shut up, I’m not,” Jensen barks. “I’m just an admirer of her movies.”
“You have posters of her locked away in your collection.”
Jensen slaps his friend on the chest and continues watching the video. It’s true, Jensen has a major crush on you not only for Black Widow but for every role you’ve ever done. You’ve played Sansa Stark in Game of Thrones, Katherine and Elena in The Vampire Diaries, and so much more. You’re such a talented person that acting is like second nature to you. You can do almost any role you’ve ever landed, and you’ve won a lot of awards for it which you’re proud of.
“Damn, look at her. She’s gorgeous,” Jensen says with metaphorical hearts in his eyes. Jared laughs and Jensen shakes his head. “I’m sorry, I have a major crush on this woman. What are you gonna do about it?”
“We’re about to do a panel. Come on.”
Jensen and Jared get ready to go out on stage. All their fans cheer for them when they make an appearance. Jared scans the audience to see his wife there with her phone pointed at him. He nods once and turns to Jensen knowing his wife is getting this on video.
“Alright, any questions?” Jared asks. A lot of hands go up in the air, and he points to the person whom Gen gestures. “What’s your name?”
“Elisa. I’m such a huge fan of both of you. My question is for Jensen. I watched a video you did talking about the actress Y/N. She just finished her movie Black Widow. Is it true you have a crush on her?”
Everyone cheers for this question but quiets down to give Jensen an opportunity to answer. His entire face reddens at the question and becomes extremely conscious of what he’s wearing, what he’s saying, and how he’s behaving as if you’re in the room.
“Wow, there’s a lot to unpack here. Look, she’s gorgeous, I’m not gonna lie. If she were standing in front of me now, I don’t think I’d form complete sentences. So, yes, I have a crush on her.”
Everyone laughs at how shy he’s becoming, and Gen looks at the person she’s on FaceTime with.
“He’s so cute,” you chuckle through the screen. “Very charming.”
You’re a really good friend of the Padalecki family. You met Gen through a non-profit organization she was funding a while back and became fast friends with her. She and Jared welcomed you into their family immediately but it was never known to Jensen that you knew them.
“Just wait until you meet him in person.”
“Isn’t it true that there is still an opening for that female character on their show?”
“Yeah.”
“I’m in between projects right now. I’d be happy to audition if you want to bring that to Jared.”
“I’ll have him hook you up,” Gen smirks.
“Is that Y/N?” Shep asks and forces his face into the frame.
“Hey, Shep,” you grin.
Supernatural is about to start filming its eleventh season which means the director is desperate to fill the role of Dean’s love interest. Jared brought you up as an option, the director had you audition, and you were offered the part before leaving the building to go home. Jensen still doesn’t know that you were the one who was offered the role, just that the position had been filled.
“Isn’t it a bit suspicious that we haven’t met this new person?” Jensen asks.
“Talk to the director, dude.” Jared gets a call from the director and answers it with a smile. “Hey. Are you here? … Perfect. I’ll be right there.”
“Whose that?”
“Gen is here. I gotta go. I’ll be right back.”
Jared leaves before Jensen can ask any other questions. He meets up with you and the director who is waiting for him on the other side of the set.
“Jared!” you grin and give him a friendly hug. “Working together is going to be so fun.”
You’re not sure how long you’ll be on the show, but you hope it’s going to last years.
“Is he ready?”
“He’s practicing his lines right now.”
Jared escorts you to the main set where Jensen is. He’s already in his Dean clothes since they are scheduled to film right now. His back is turned to you when you enter the room so you think this is the perfect opportunity to scare him. He is holding a prop gun and muttering his lines when you jump in front of him. He yelps and drops the gun as you let out an infectious laugh.
“What?” he stutters when he sees you.
“Hi, I’m Y/N,” you grin and hold out your hand for him. Jensen is a stuttering mess but shakes your hand nonetheless. “It’s nice to meet you.”
“She’s going to play your new love interest,” Jared says and slaps him on the back lightly.
“It’s going to be so much fun working with you.”
“Yeah, same here,” Jensen manages to get out. “Excuse me for a second.” He brings Jared off to the side to talk to him privately. “What the hell? Did you know about this?”
“Yeah, she’s a family friend.”
“How did I not know this?”
“I’m good at keeping secrets when I want to,” he chuckles.
“I can’t believe I’m going to be in the same room as her.”
“You’re welcome,” Jared smirks and pats his back.
Jared walks away just as you approach Jensen.
“I hope you’re okay with me being here.”
“More than okay,” he smiles shyly. I love your movies. You’re an amazing actress.”
“Thank you,” you smile. “I love this show. Dean just so happens to be my favorite character.”
That makes Jensen blush. Over the next couple of months, you’ve been filming with the boys as much as you can. It’s been nothing but fun especially when you participate in their pranks on Misha. You and Jensen are growing closer, more than you ever thought you would. He’s super nice, sweet, charming, and very sexy. He’s everything a girl would want in a man. This was inevitable, but you got to the part in your onscreen relationship where your characters share a kiss. He’s super nervous as are you since you both have feelings for one another.
“Dean, I don’t know why you’re bugging out. The hunt went exactly as planned,” your character says as you unpack your duffel bag.
“You got hurt. How is that exactly as planned?”
“We got the bad guy. Isn’t that what matters?”
“Not at the cost of your life! How could you think so little of it?”
“Dean, it’s just a scratch. I’ve gotten worse wounds than this.”
“God, you’re not getting it,” he scoffs.
“What? Please explain to me how you’re feeling.”
“It’s your life! No monster is worth that. You’re too important to me.” Jensen walks over to you and cups your jaw. The moment is so intense, so intimate. “I can’t lose you.”
“You won’t lose me. I’m right here,” you whisper.
You two stare into your eyes right before he smashes his lips on yours. He isn’t kissing you like how Dean would, he’s kissing you like how he would. The kiss is supposed to be short and sweet but Jensen keeps it going as long as he can. Your lips mold with his perfectly as if you were meant to be doing this your whole life.
The director yells CUT and Jensen pulls away from you slightly. He cheers at getting it on one take, and you step back from him with a nervous chuckle.
“Good job you two! Take ten everyone!”
“Listen, if you ever want to practice lines or… other things, you’re more than welcome to come to my trailer. You know, practice makes perfect.”
“I’ll make sure to take you up on that offer,” he smirks.
And practice did make perfect. After hearing the story of how you met Jenson yet again, both your daughters clap happily.
“Tell the story again!” your six-year-old giggles.
“Again!” your four-year-old laughs after her sister.
“Not tonight, girls,” you grin and kiss both their heads.
“Go to sleep. We’ll see you in the morning,” Jensen says.
You and Jensen leave their room and close the door gently. Jensen brings you into his arms and you wrap your arms around his neck.
“Landing that role has been the best thing to ever happen to me,” you whisper to him.
“You stole the words right out of my mouth,” Jensen smiles and kisses you.
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goldenxsunshine · 2 years
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i wish i had someone telling me how i feel, cause i feel like i’m sort of flirting with my friend sometimes, but idk if it’s just cause i know she’s a wlw, or if i even am! or if i’m attracted to her in any way, or whatever, i know nothing
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northsoulss · 1 month
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taller than you - elisa de almeida
(a/n: just a short one!!)
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you remember when you first met elisa, you were in awe of her height and her overall presence. being a more masculine and taller woman was one of the many traits that drew you to her. however, being the taller one in the relationship, despite it coming with perks — youre always asking her to take things for you, there are some cons, like how she always uses you as an arm rest just to piss you off, or holds an arm on your chest to prevent you from tackling her.
when you were complaining to a friend one day about her antics, she suggested to buy platform heels to give elisa a taste of her own medicine. you agreed almost immediately, face full of glee when your heels came in a parcel the next day. elisa looked at you weirdly as you skipped over to the door like you were receiving a gift on christmas day. you shut the door the moment the parcel landed on your hands, and you made quick work on tearing the box apart.
there in all it’s glory was platform 5 inch pumps that would definitely make your feet ache if you tried walking in it. slipping it on, you crept over to where elisa stood, her back facing you making a cup of tea.
“hi baby.” you leaned against the kitchen entrance like a cheesy romcom lead, winking at her with as much charisma that you could muster.
her jaw drops, taking in your much taller frame. you towered over her, so much so that you could finally place an arm on her shoulder. “how’s the air down there?” you say, pretending you couldn’t find her, which was something she did often to you.
“oh, you did not just pull that on me.” she says, threatening to get rid of the heels if you continued.
“oh you should pick on someone your own size my dear! look at you!” you lean down so that you were face to face with her, a slight sneer on her face. without warning, you picked her up with a groan, placing her on the counter. she lands with a yelp, her eyes wide, cheeks flushed.
“what are you doing.?” she manages out as you kiss down the column of her throat, a gasp escaping her lips as you nibble on her ear.
“doing what you do to me.” you say simply, giving her a blank stare. she only looks back at you, bewildered and silent, mouth slightly agape.
“you are getting rid of those heels.” she whispers against your lips, pulling you close by the waist to give you a kiss.
“don’t lie, you love it.” you purr in her ear, and she slaps your chest, pushing you off her.
“don’t push it, baby.” she says, her tone warning. you only laugh, taking off the heels and placing it back into the box.
“now that’s more like it.”
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thinkingaboutjaedyn · 4 months
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hot choco with a side of kisses ( elisa de almeida x reader )
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prompt: elisa comforts you as you deal with bad period cramps.
author notes: a comfort fic for @moonystoes. i didn't grammar check so give me mercy yall please anyways enjoy. (also i do take requests if anyone wants to send some in)
there was a lot of things you love about being a soccer player. the adrenaline of playing infront of thousands, being able to do something you enjoyed since you were tiny as a job, having great teammates, and much more. there is just one thing you hate that has more to do with biology than soccer.
you have been dealing with bad cramps since yesterday, but you still had to practice for games so here you are: trying to get through drills as you fight the urge to hug your stomach. the moment coach said it was time for everyone to head home you flee to the tunnel than into the locker room. the quicker you change, the faster you can get home and go to bed. you thought you covered up the fact you were in pain pretty well until elisa was standing beside you giving you a worried look. "are you okay?" she whispers to you. you just give her a tired smile while gesturing to your stomach.
she seems to get the message as she starts to focus on getting dressed back into her street clothes. you do the same, happy you wore sweatpants and a comfy t-shirt as your pre practice outfit. you try to pick up your backpack, but elisa beats you to it. she smirks at you, "i got it, babe." the french player slings your backpack over her shoulder before slinging her arm over your shoulder. "let's get you home, baby" she says as she starts to walk you towards the locker room door. you can't help yourself as you smile at her.
there were only a couple interruptions on y'all's way to the car. one being a small conversation with jackie which was nice and all, but you were hardly focusing on the words being exchanged between the other two players. it was concerning some dish jackie wanted elisa to try out, but you just couldn't seem to focus fully. the pain of your cramps drown out whatever words are said. you only remember smiling a goodbye to jackie before continuing to walk to the car.
elisa lets you go for a moment to open your car door for you. just a small thing she has been doing since you two started dating, but it still makes your heart race. you get into the car, leaning your head against the window the moment elisa shuts the door. your girlfriend opens the back door, putting y'all's bags in the backseat, before going around the car to get into the driver's seat. "safety before napping. put that seatbelt on, babe" elisa chuckles out as she snaps in her own seatbelt. you groan at her words but still obey as you snap in your own. "why did eve have to eat that apple? she ruined it for the rest of us" you say as your eyes flutter close. elisa just shakes her head before pulling off.
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you hardly remember getting out of the car once arriving at elisa and you's shared apartment. your mind and body just determined to make it to your bed where you could sleep away all the pain. elisa trails after you as you open the door to your apartment. the sound of her laughter fills the silence in your apartment as she watches you speed walk to y'all's bedroom.
in just five minutes, you were in soft pajamas and under the silk sheets you convinced elisa to buy (it wasn't a hard task in all honesty). the moment your head hits the pillow you are done for. falling asleep in mere minutes.
while you were trying to sleep away the pain, elisa was busy in the kitchen. making some nice hot chocolate to calm your cramps. she has experienced her own fair share of bad cramps, so she knew the pain first hand. a soft smile sits on her lips as she holds the mug of hot choco, making her way to you two's bedroom. the sight of you sleeping so peacefully makes her smile even wider. it almost makes her decide against waking you up, but she knows you would appreciate the drink.
elisa sits the mug on the night stand on your side of the bed before laying down on her side of the bed. she pulls you into her arms from behind. her front meeting your back. you naturally lean into the warmth. she trails light kisses on the back of your neck. "baby.." the french player says softly, placing another small kiss on the back of your ear. it takes a few more kisses for you to wake up.
waking up to kisses from your love was something you would never get tired of. the kisses may not make your cramps any better, but they warm your heart so it's better than nothing. "what is it, eli?" you say softly as you turn over (somehow missing the mug on the nightstand but it's okay elisa will remind you), facing her now. you nuzzle into her chest. "i know how bad your cramps can be, so i made a little something for you" she says as she points at the nightstand on your side of the bed. at first, you just nuzzle more into her but you can see the clear pout on her lips, from the small bit of your face that wasn't in her chest, as she continues to point. you groan (not because you didn't want to see her surprise. it's just the pain seem to be the least painful when you aren't moving) as you turn back over, your lips curl up into a warm smile once you see the mug. of course your girlfriend would think to make hot chocolate for you. that's just how elisa is; always thoughtful and trying her best to help you.
you sit up in bed, leaning against the pillows, as you grab the hot chocolate filled mug. elisa sits up as well. shuffling even closer to you before wrapping her arms around your waist. resting her head on your shoulder as she smiles. the warmth of her body against yours and the warmth of the hot chocolate as you take a sip makes the pain alittle duller.
"thank you for this, my love" you say to elisa as you give her a kiss on the cheek. she laughs as you pull away, leaving a chocolate colored kiss mark on her cheek. she can see your hot choco mustache (and some of the excess that is left on your lips) in it's pure glory as you two look at eachother. "no need to thank me, baby. this view is all the payment i need" elisa says. you take another sip of the hot chocolate before replying back, "so no more kisses for you?"
elisa smile drops as she narrows her eyes at you, "i didn't say all that. i think i still need some kisses in exchange for that hot choco. can't you help me with that, baby?"
there were alot more kisses after that. how else are you meant to repay your thoughtful girlfriend?
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elliesstrapon · 4 months
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Swan Princess
! Desperate Ellie Williams ! x Princess Reader ⋆ ˚。⋆୨୧˚
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Part 2 ⋆ ˚。⋆୨୧˚
If your planning on reading, please read part 1 first<3
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✧˚ · . Summary: You figured out the unresolved romantic tension between you and Ellie had through out your teen years, you're figuring things out; a wedding on its way.
✧˚ · . Warnings: Desperate Ellie, Ellie trying to make things right, light make out scenes, soulmates, rejection, numerous time skips, marriage, swearing, slow burn NOT proofread.
Enjoy! <3
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You'd come down from your high, your very exposed and weak body laying on the couch next to Ellie, her hands massaging your body as you rested your head on her shoulder, still in after shock of the crime to your 13 year old self you'd just commited. Though you were relaxed, you had so many questions. "Why did I do that?" You gasped, hands clasping over your mouth, your eyes wide. "Uh, what?" Ellie asked, furrowing her brows. "Ellie! I just had sex with you, what the fuck?" You cried. Looking down at the mess you'd made across the room; clearly have gone too many rounds than you should've. "You said you wanted to show me who was boss—"
"Don't! Shut it!" You angrily yelled. Still trying to be nice, only years of history that you always wanted to kill eachother. "I need to leave" you sighed, not even wanting to face her anymore, all you could see when you closed your eyes were her her hands all over your body, it made you sick.
"What— why?!" She asked, "Ellie, this is abnormal—" you put your hand to your forehead, rubbing it lightly, trying to remove the unholy visions from your thoughts. "Can we please talk about what happened?" She begged, her hair a mess from your doing. You heaved another sigh. "Fine" you put on you bra, slowly clothing yourself as Ellie spoke. "What does this... What just happened, I mean, mean?" She looked down, fidgeting with her sticky hands. "Ellie I don't know." You said aggravated. "It was.. I was being impulsive, I don't know what that was, or why I did it." You slipped on your panties. Adjusting your many necklaces before seating next to her on the couch. "So you did all that out of pity?" Her eyes moving around the room unable to maintain eye contact. "That's not what I'm saying, I'm just, confused." You fell back on the arm of the couch. "I don't know how I feel..." You said, knowing in the back of your mind you'd just had the most life changing sex known to the world. "But I know how I feel." Her voice hoarse. "Oh, really?" You sat up. "Yes, really" she said. "So I should forgive you for being an asshole because I had sex with you" her breath hitched. "Why would you, if you had no feelings for me?" Ellie raised her eyebrow."I already told you, I don't know" you crossed your arms. "Why not? You can't just—" you paused her. "Can't just what? Have sex with you? You can't just catch feelings and just expect me to suddenly fall head over heels." You frowned, her eyes fixated on her hands again. You almost felt bad. She suddenly opened her mouth, closing it again, "what is it?" You asked. "Can't we just start over" she pleaded, her eyes clearly filled with guilt. "Ellie you're making this so fucking hard" you sighed. "Start over how?" You questioned. "I'll treat you right." She frowned, her hands finding your thighs, massaging them softly. "Uh huh.." you raised a brow. Suddenly taking notice of the sun rise. "Oh shit—" you gasped. Looking at the grandfather clock propped up against the wall by the locked door to the tea room. "It's 6 AM already?" You got up quickly. "I left Elisa— fuck" you sighed. "I could take you home" she stood up, remembering how tall she was. You heart clenched. "Come on" she grabbed your hand, your lower abdomen fluttering as she warily walked you up to her room. She opened her door, closing it quietly behind her. "I'll get you one of my old gowns, assuming it'll fit you—" you stopped her. "No it's okay, I can just wear whatever you wear.." you averted your gaze to the guitar at the corner of your room that hadn't been there two years ago. "I see you've found a new hobby?" You joked. "Shh" she laughed, pulling out suit bottoms and a blouse, "thanks," you said, turning to look at the mess you were in the mirror. "I'm fucked"
"technically you were" she teased. "Har-har" you rolled your eyes, slipping on the clothes she'd given you, "it'll have to do" you sighed, wiping off the rest of your make up and taking off your tiara, leaving it on her vanity. "Elisa's gonna be so pissed" you frowned, taking off the pearls, only keeping the locket your father had given you. "Who's this Elisa?" She asked, a strange tone behind the question. "You jealous" you joked. "What?! No— who is she?"she inquired again. "My friend. I came as her plus one before— the unfortunate chain of events.." you trailed off. "Mhm" she shook her head. "I have to go now, seriously" you said sternly. "Right" she awkwardly opened the door for you "Thank you" You couldn't imagine what you were doing, all that hatred just for you both to just get absolutely ruined? You followed her down the hallways, still forcing yourself to not throw the nearest thing to you at her. Once you'd gotten outside a carriage was already waiting for you, "Well, alright then.." you got upon it. "I guess.. uh, have a nice... Rest of your week?" You improvised, impulsively putting words together. "Sure" she looked at the ground kicking her feet, you hasn't realized how shy she was under all that... Assholeness. "Wait" she called. "Yes?" You turned your head towards her. "Come by... Next week— Friday." She demanded. "What for?" You asked. "Just do it" she said sternly, to which you listened.
The week had flown by before Friday had arrived, you once more in your fancy dresses and tiaras. You pulled up your shawl as you arrived at the castle, your father unknowing of it all. She stood there to greet you, a shy look on your face, you had to admit besides all her horrid manners and history with you, she'd been adorably trying to make it up to you, sending flowers to your castle all week, sending her the songs she'd been working on dedicated to you. It made you feel so loved despite how much you felt hated by her before. She waved. "Hello" you smiled. Still awkward. "Can I know, why you needed me here now?" She helped you down the carriage. "Not just yet" Her voice was raspy, a tint of happiness between her eyes. "That's weird" you crossed your arms. "Who tells someone to be over, and then not have them know why" you followed her into the castle. "It's... A surprise." She played with her fingers. "Sure" you rolled your eyes, "you'll like it" she insisted, leading you into the castle gardens, the bright tulips and daffodils covering the ground in colorful bliss. "Alright" you grinned, following her to the center feild, a picnic blanket set out with fruits and crabcakes dispatched. "Oh my goodness!" You clasped your hands over your lips that hung wide. "How'd you know—" you asked foolishly. "Dumbass" she slipped. "Oh, fuck you" you laughed, running excitedly to the blanket. Patting her to sit by you. "I love it" your eyes softened when she flashed a toothy grin.
You stuffed your face with the mini sandwiches, laughing at her remarks, sharing silly stories from the days you'd been at eachothers throats, and her hands pointing at the weird beauty marks she'd always hated when she was younger. "Seriously?" You choked on a few strawberries "Seriously!—" she chuckled. "It made me hate you so much" you laughed at her, tackling her over, your gown swallowing her lower body whole. "Bet you don't feel that way now" you pinned her shoulders down, smirking at her, letting the past slip away like a sail boat. "Yes, it's quite the contrary, actually." Her hands holding your hips in place. "Funny" you leaned in subconsciously, tucking her hair behind her ear. "What do you really like about me?" You inquired. She massaged your thighs from under the soft fabric. "You're difficult" she grinned. "What are you saying?" You raised a brow, taking it offensively. "Not like that!" She denied quickly. "I just like how you have strong opinions and are not afraid to prove people wrong" She explained, "really?" You asked, red covering your face like the ice that spreads through lakes and rivers. "Yes! Dina always liked that about you, now that I think of it." She trailed off. Your face only getting closer, your lips only mere inches apart, the warm breath spreading through the negative space. You connected your lips, warm and tasting like berries when you licked her bottom lip, your lower abdomen tingling when she held your waist like a mere object. "Mm~" your moan muffled in her mouth as she explored yours like she hadn't a million times the weekend prior, like it was her first time again, you held her cheeks tightly. Her grip around you only increasing for you deepening the kiss each time she tilted her head, your necklace swinging against her neck, hitting her like tiny needles, her groans vibrating through it. Her hands roamed your body, the dress sliding and hooking up on her light unnoticeable hairs that stood up, the trembling making her goosebumps act up as you desperately grinded your hips up on her, riding her ever so slightly while the friction built up, her needy moans and desire filled whines increasing with her nails continuing to leave half moons in your hips like hickeys. You lazily trailed kisses down her neck, sucking occasionally, licking each and every bite mark easing the pain as she winced at it. "Fuck" she panted. Her fingers tangled in your hair and every moan slightly louder than the last. "You're so cute it's destroying my thought process" you seductively whispered in her ear, the truth only spilling out more to her soft intricate moans, her eye lashes twitching closed. Her words became uncoordinated, your name only watering out like a stream, the mess of your hair, and your dress tipping over the basket of berries. "Shit" you jolted. "Forget 'bout it." Her voice was raspy, needy and her hands were playing with the insides of your thighs, so desperately trying to stop herself from massaging your clit till you couldn't move. You continued to build up the friction, tracing bite marks down her collar bone, a pattern erupting from your lipglass stained teeth, her legs trembling uncontrollably. "God I can't —" Ellie pleaded. "More—" she begged, her hands squeezing your thighs, the heat between her legs growing as you messily made out with her. Your smirk growing against her lips when you felt her arching her back towards you. You'd had your fun, flipping off of her to lay beside her. "Agh, what the fuck?!" She cried, "sorry" you laughed, her complaints filling the spring air. "You are not" she rolled her eyes. "And youre not wrong" you played with her hair. Your smile growing wider.
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It had been months since the encounter, your constant stays at her castle, your love struck gaze at her when she played the guitar for you instead of how she used to practice her archery on a dumb outdated drawing of you. You'd almost completely fell for her, luckily; Elisa forgave you, overjoyed about your current love life and how happy and comfortable you were, Ellie meant more to you than you ever thought she would. You held hands in the streets, ate dinner on a weekendly basis, went on late night walks together, attended events, and suddenly two years ago didn't matter anymore, all that mattered was she'd changed, and happily the idea of being with someone you'd known inside and out your whole life kept you at ease. So when it came to the idea of proposing , the idea of being together, for the rest of your lives, ideally, it would've been the perfect response to say yes. You knew you felt strongly about her. Regardless of what'd happened, you learned to embrace it. You just weren't ready, walking through the forest between your kingdoms, she'd asked, "how would you feel if we... I don't know, were engaged again?" She asked shyly, her hand holding yours tightly in fear. "Uhm.. I don't know.. I'm not sure if I'd even want that to happen" you replied, honestly. "Why not?" Her tone changed suddenly, her brows furrowing in confusion. "Well I don't know.. I'm just... Not ready.. I mean, it's only been a few months that we've... Felt this way?" You struggled to put into words, her coming to an abrupt stop to cross her arms, letting go of your hand. "Are you seriously upset over something like that?" You asked, "Not upset, just confused, what's to think about?" She asked curiously, a lace of subtle rudeness behind the calm tone she kept. "What do you mean what's there to think about?" You rebuttaled. "Well I mean, we've known eachother all our lives and I know I love you, so what's stopping us?" She raised a brow. "Well, I don't know, maybe the fact I hated you for over 15 years, before all of a sudden changing my mind about you entirely, how do I know I'm making the right choice?" You raised your voice a bit, your fingers rubbing your forehead in unease. "I already apologized!" She exclaimed, frustrated. "Apologizing doesn't magically take back what happened!" You pursed your lips. "Well no shit! If I could take back what happened I would've already, Y/n, what else do you want me to do?" She raised her arms, "what, is the mutual hatred, well over two years old stopping you, really?" She asked sincerely. "Yes, Ellie, it is!" You darted your eyes. "How?!"
"Well for starters you called me a whore, you actively made a fool of me right infront of my face—" she cut you off, "we were kids!" She defended. "But you thought that all true at some point!" Your eyes warming, tears forming at the corners. "That time I walked in on you going at it" "Oh please! You did it too" she face palmed. "Well it's not like we had anything between us then" you said angrily. "So why are you so pissed?!" She asked. "I don't know Ellie, Fuck!" You sighed. "I'm figuring things out, okay?" You sniffed, wiping your nose of the snot. "I just wanna know why you're so mad over shit that's quite literally older than us" she rolled her eyes. "Ellie, the only reason we know what we do about eachother is because we were at some point gonna use it against eachother, does that not make a point? Our whole relationship is formed off of our hurtful actions towards eachother, how do I know that won't happen again if we get married?" You sobbed. "Why would that ever fucking happen?" She bit at her fingertips, threatening for the skin to bleed. "Because of this! Now! Ellie, this isn't smart." You played with your locket. "What, the fact we love eachother?" She scoffed. "That's bullshit" she looked to the castle in the far distance. "What the fuck?" You looked up at her. "Yeah, that's right." She spat. "We've had sex more than I can count, we've gone on over 15 dates and you've said you love me every day I can count we've spent together, and you can't say yes to a simple question, because you're scared that I haven't changed?" She asked. "It's not that simple." You heaved a breath you had trouble holding in for the longest time. "Then do you want to marry me or not?!" She forced, "No!" You cried. Her breath hitched, eyes glistening, tears threatening to fall from her cheeks onto the dirty ground that your dress'd been stained by. "Alright then," her voice shakey and pained, your heart shattering at her cold tone. "I can't do this, Y/n" she sighed. "If you ever change your mind, you know where to find me." She walked away, every leaf and branch in the forest crinkling like the pieces of your heart against the aggressive footsteps of her heeled boots. "Fuck" you sobbed. You must've blacked out on the long way back to your castle, your hair rough and your dress dirty, every jewel not as shiny as when you entered the forest before exiting,
You layed motionless in the fancy bath tub, pitying your existence, the mistake and words you'd said crossing your mind repeatedly. "Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid" you gritted between your teeth, "I'm so stupid" you squeezed the water out your hair. "Princess, are you alright?" A maid asked, opening the restroom door. "Yes I am fine." You lied. Watching her close the door after shaking her head in unease. You layed there a bit longer, your mind going over the events over and over. You thought you might die, thinking how things might've never gone back to the way they were, it made your eyes well up with wet and hurtful tears. You hadn't even gotten to tell your father before it all collapsed in on your parade, perhaps a small price you had to pay for your impulsivity. You sighed, emptying the bathtub. Maybe it'd been the fear, or maybe in the back of your mind the thought you still might hate her creeping in, regardless, it was terrifying how you ruined everything within the span of 10 minutes, because of a dumb fear that you understood her point of view from. Considering the fact you'd known eachother all your lives, your love for her so strong, and your lives werent getting any longer, so you didn't understand. Every inch of your body tense. Missing her magical fingers rubbing every inch of your body. You wanted to go after her, tell her you were sorry and wanted, no, needed her back, you dried your hair, your locket tarnishing over time at the bottom of the heart, your nightgown long, things felt boring, if you could take things back you would've taken them now, kiss her and tell her you wanted to keep going, you didn't get how she couldn't understand your fear. She didn't get the love you shared for her. It made you crumble.
It wasn't like you were never going to marry her, the thought crossed your mind, walking to your desk at the corner of your room just to sit and stare at nothing but the swans from outside the window at the other end of the room. Your father walked in, knocking the door lightly. "Hey, Love" He smiled. "Oh, hey Papa" you forced a grin. "What's wrong, my dear?" His smile disappearing just as fast as it appeared. "It's.. hard to explain" your heart only hurting more. "Nothings too hard for me to understand. Come" he patted the spot beside him on your bed, insisting on comforting you out of your depressive episode.
You jumped out of the chair, walking lazily to sit beside him, resting your head on his shoulder. "Me and Ellie've been seeing eachother." You sighed, feeling the breath catch in his lungs. "How come?" He asked. "There was just... Something there, y'know?" You frowned, tears prickling at your waterline. "It was something about our history, how she couldn't marry someone else knowing I knew everything about her, and frankly, I agree." You shivered, your father wrapping his arm around you. "Well, what's so bad about that? The wedding may be in order again—" he quickly said, excitement in his tone. "No— that's just it! I'm not ready to marry her, Papa." You cried. "Why so?" He calmed. "It's only been 7 months, compared to 17 years of hate, it's hard to believe it won't happen again, especially since she got so mad at the fact I wasn't ready.. it's like anything I do that'll displease her will make it all happen again, this." You explained. "I once told you that's apart of relationships" you father said sternly. "If you truly love eachother, you'll understand one another, the pain will be worth it in the end, give it some time, darling." He smiled, hugging you tightly, "thanks papa." You sniffed into his shoulder. Laughing at his overused jokes.
You'd woken up the next morning, figuring out ways in which you could heal your relationship, make things better and help her understand you'd want to marry her, just not, now. You wrote letter after letter, your hair still a mess from your deep slumber that night. Each and every letter just not right as you threw them out repeatedly. You groaned, throwing your head back on your leathery white chair. "God" you resented yourself for what'd happened, you couldn't help but think Ellie felt that way about you now. She hated you before, it could've easily happened again. You'd decided a well needed visit to Elisa would make you feel... Better. You did your hair into a bun, slipping one of your signature blue dresses. Packing your clutch. You'd hoped she'd be home, knowing her family was in a big trading industry, she was traveling the sea almost every month, you headed north of the castle, going through another half of the forest you had barely been before in your coazy carriage, the men upfront guiding the horses talking unnecessarily loudly, it made you laugh.
A little over an hour later had gone, arriving in her village, the wealthiest of people roaming the street like a circus, you felt average upon them, like you weren't a princess at all, with their fancy gowns and parasols. You halted at her estate, the mansion bigger than the rest, gold accents around every window. You didn't get what hee family did for a living, to get to where she was, Infact, you didn't think it was capable if not royal. You waved the guards a thank you and small goodbye, knocking on Elisa's door, that was so much taller than you, you thought her whole mansion was over 100 mini you's. The short curly haired girl opened the door. "Elisa!" You exclaimed, engulfing her in a hug. "Shit, Y/n, Hi" she smiled, "is this a bad time?" You asked concerned, noticing the tired look on her face. "Not necessarily" she laughed, a man suddenly appearing beside her from you didn't know where. "Oh? Who's this?" You raised a brow. "This is Boris" she explained. "Ohh" you remembered how she'd told you about him. "Love, I'm gonna go for a walk with Y/n, that alright with you?" She looked up at him lovingly, the look returned so softly and mutually, it made you want to cry. "Of course" he left a wet kiss on her forehead, closing the door behind her, her whole mood changing. "Ugh, he's the sweetest!" She giggled. "We're almost 8 months strong" she squeezed your hand. "That's wonderful" your gaze softening, jealousy still creeping in. "You think hes the one?" Your fingers intertwining as you circled the perimeter of her mansion. "Definitely, he's so understanding of my boundaries, it's a dream" her eyes sparkled, "must be nice" you mumbled. "What ever do you mean?" She became serious like a light switch. "Me and Ellie broke up" you sighed. "What!?" She gasped, her hands clasping over her lips agap. "Why?!" She asked. "She didn't understand why I didn't want to marry her." You frowned, looking down at the lace on your dress. "Oh, honey.." she hugged you, patting your head. "Have you spoken to her since?" She asked. "No" you shook your head. "Has it not crossed your mind too?" She furrowed her brows. "It has.. I just fear the way she's perceived me has changed." She sighed. "Princess.. It has not changed. She just needs to cool down, besides, wouldn't she have gotten mad if she only cared so much?" She pointed out, "your right" you lightly smiled, hugging her back tightly before letting go. "I promise things'll be alright" she reassured you.
You finished your rest of the afternoon drinking tea at Elisa's listening to slightly painful to hear stories about her and Boris. You returned home not too long after. Waving her a goodbye and your best of wishes to her and Boris.
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It'd been months since you'd tried speaking with Ellie, staying locked up in your castle reading rather than doing your favorite things that you always did. You missed everything about her, the bad things, and the good things. "Dear?" Your father called, walking into the one of many rooms you stayed in during one of those days. "Yes?" You hummed. "You think you could go out and get some bread?" He asked. "Can't one of the servants go out and get some?" You said annoyed, "I don't feel like going out" your hair was in a braid, your wool socks warming your feet. "I gave them a day to rest today" he rubbed the nape of his neck, embarrassed. "Oh" you sighed. "Fine" getting up and setting your book down on the fluffy chair. "Is that all?" You asked. "Yes, thanks, dear." He smiled, leaving the room. You quickly slipped on your warm and furry shawl over your shoulders, the weather cold and fresh as you exited the castle, feeling annoyed with your father for his great plan to give everyone a day off. You walked into town, the market busy, people greeting you from across the street and small families asking you when you were finally taking over and getting married. You had to admit it made you uncomfortable, but you answered reasonably, walking away shyly.
You followed a line of people, leading to the bakery, you stood silently, small smile on your face, your breaths steady before hearing the voice of the woman infront of you, her voice calm and raspy, the sound that made you feel weak for months at a time prior. "Thanks" she payed, turning around quickly before bumping into you, causing you to fall back a bit, a gasp slipping past your lips. "Shit, sorry—" she caught you, her finger tips like clouds. "No it's alright—" you held your shawl tightly. "Princess?!" Ellie gasped. Your eyes circling everywhere around the room but her. "What're you doing here?" You asked, her face heating up slightly. "Uh— Dina wanted me to come out and by her some homemade bread." She said. Scratching her ear stressfully. "How's she doing?" You asked, paying for your bread, mouthing a small thank you before walking out of the bakery nervously, unable to look at her still. "She's alright... Uh, Elisa?" She gazed at the ground. "She's good, her and, uh, Boris... They're getting along nicely." You smiled, happy for her. "Glad to hear." She grew more shy, "And Joel?" Your strolled through the market place once more, the booths filled to the rim with people. "He's been seeing someone actually" she chuckled. "That's nice.." you trailed off. "Uh, you wanna come over? Catch up?" You asked the auburn haired girl, her cheeks dusted with freckles. "No, yeah sure, Dina can wait" she laughed. "Yeah... Yeah." You smiled, she followed you home, greeting your father at the staircase, he so happily asking her how she was doing before letting you both go, you walked her to your room, leaving your shawl on your vanity along with the bread. You gestured for her to sit beside you on the bed, her smelling strongly of perfume now that you were out of the cold. You sat, the silence filling the air, only ever catching a glimpse of eachothers gaze at one another every 10 seconds. "So.." Ellie squeezed the sheets. "Ellie—" you began. "I'm sorry... About what happened last Spring." You apologized, piecing your words together like a puzzle. "I just, I wasn't ready, and I was scared, about making the wrong move, I mean, I just don't know what I would've done if we went back to stage 1, and everything went haywire, and being away from you, I realized how much I missed you" you ranted. "I went so long thinking you might've hated me for it, I couldn't just not ever see you again, knowing you didn't have a proper reason nor apolgy, especially, that you don't know about my true feelings" her lips met yours, your words seizing to spill out. "Ellie?" You gasped. "I'm sorry, you just, you weren't shutting up." She laughed, cupping your cheeks softly. "Arent you mad?" You furrowed your eye brows. "I was," she started. "But.. I understand why you were scared." She sighed. "I'm sorry I overreacted" she apologized. "No, me" you insisted. "No, listen, if you aren't ready for... You know, I'm willing to wait it out" her tone was sincere. "Really? You're willing to start over?" You asked. "Yes" she kissed you again, pushing you over to trail more kisses down your neck. "I love you" she whispered. "I love you more" you sighed deeply, her hands gently holding your hips.
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"Ugh, I'm so nervous!" You cried. "You look beautiful." Your father smiled, rubbing your shoulders, in the mirror you stood, your coral pink gown melting down from your hips, your veil like a water fall, covering you like an angel, every jewel brighter than the last, your corset polished with lace. "I can't believe it's happening" Elisa sniffed, blowing her nose into a cheap napkin, Boris standing beside her rubbing her shoulder. "I can't believe 19 years ago today, you'd decided you hated Princess Ellie, and now here we are" Your dads tears forming, at the corner of his eyes. "And to think you rejected her like 4 times" Elisa joked. "Shut up!" You laughed, applying lipstick.
She'd proposed to you a little less than a year ago, at Elisa's wedding, you'd rejected her the last three times, every time she understood, keeping the ring for when it finally came time that you said yes. Not to mention your coronation day would've been around the corner soon. "You think she'll like it?" You asked your family. "Of course" Elisa smiled. Melting into Boris's touch, rubbing her stomach, she was 7 months pregnant, her dreams all coming true, you were happy how successful she was becoming. "The bridal music is startin'!" Joel whisper shouted through the crack in the door. "Right, Okay, be out as soon as possible!" Elisa kissed your cheek, leaving you alone, along with Boris, and your father. You dad waited outside the door, you stood a little longer in the mirror, your life flashing before your eyes, reminiscing the things you went through to end up here. You sighed, straightening your tiara a last time, adjusting your veil before exiting the room, holding onto your father arm tightly, the other hand lifting your wedding gown not to dirty it of the floor. "Are you ready, dear?" He asked, lovingly, a hint of pain behind his eyes, giving you away like a prize. "Yes, Papa" your eyes welled up. Stopping at the entrance, seeing the invited standing up already. You heaved a breath, watching as everyone curtseyed, smiles, and waves, and loved ones. You couldn't imagine this day ever meeting you. Ellie was who really made you excited. The longing look in her eyes, her toothy smile and fidgeting hands as she bit her lip nervously, the blush spreading from her nose to ears like ash being blown, you couldn't help but have the same reaction, the music tuned out of your mind, your father giving you one last kiss, letting you go to sit down. Ellies eyes never left yours. "Hey" you giggled. "Hey" she laughed along with you, Dina standing there to marry you both.
"Alright, well" Dina smiled proudly. "We're gathered here today, for a new chapter in which Princess Ellie, and Princess Y/n's relationship will continue to grow." She started. "I will have Ellie start with her vows." She smirked, holding back light giggles of nervousness. "When me and Y/n met, I was set on disliking her" Ellie laughed to herself, feeling embarassed at her honesty about her feelings. "I was cruel, and insisted on making things difficult for her, and 4 years ago, when I hadn't seen her for.. a long time, a part of me fell apart. Dina always knew it's probably happen that I'd need her in my life whether it meant marrying her, or just having her there, for my sake, and frankly she was right." She smiled. "My life fell out of balance, and not having her there made me feel like the world was ending, I learned for her presence, and when it came down to it, I realized I really did want to spend the rest of my life with her, regardless of everything we've gone through, it was all worth it, because we're at a point where 19 years ago, my younger self would've hated to see, and, surely hers." She folded a tiny paper back up, tears rolling down your cheeks like beads, holding back an agressive sob. "Oh, Ellie" you cupped your mouth, muffling a whine. You'd cried through your vows, watching Ellie's eyes tear up too.
"Do you, Ellie Williams, take Y/n to be your lawfully wedded wife?" Dina asked. "I do" she said. "And do you—"
"Yes!" You cried, wiping your tears in anticipation. "You may kiss, the bride's" Dina giggled, quickly wrapping your arms around Ellies neck, kissing her passionately, staining her peachy lips in your red ones. Never wanting to let go. You felt the weight fall off your shoulders as she embraced you back, humming into the kiss, all the years of pain falling behind you, all just a dream, her finger tips like blissful cotton candy around you. "I love you" you whispered. "I love you too."
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comfort - elisa de almeida
elisa de almeida x reader (y/n) fluff! (1249 words)
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summary: you won your game, but you scored an own goal and can't stop thinking about it. elisa is there to comfort you.
note: first fic on here so i hope u enjoy :)) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------
the game ended in a victory for the team. a final 3-1 score against milan, you were all pleased. two yellows were thrown out and there were countless uncalled fouls, yet your teammates stood in front of you huddled in a circle, singing and laughing as they celebrated the win. elisa looked at you and opened up a space in the huddle, urging you to come join, so you did. milan walked past to grab their bottles after the handshake and watched, whispering and frowning as you all smiled and chanted.
hands slapped your back, complimenting your excellent defence in the second half of the game. your hands went around your teammates shoulders while you forced a smile, complimenting your friends on their game play too. elisa's hand dropped to your waist, squeezing your side and nodding at you to check if you were okay. you smiled and leaned into her in response. everyone was breathing heavily, sweat dripping down your faces and necks while you all cheered. afterwards, you all made your way towards the locker rooms through the tunnel, with elisa staying behind to talk to one of her old friends, kissing your hand before she left. ''i'll be back soon, my love. i need to catch up with someone, okay?''
''okay, have fun baby.'' 
without your girlfriend at your side, your smile quickly faded. you took a large sip out of your bottle, harshly pulling it away and then looking to the floor. you cursed at yourself in your mind for that own goal, shaking your head and cringing at the memory. 'If it weren't for me and my pathetic attempt to block that easy save for our keeper, we could have won 3-0. how could I make such a stupid fucking mistake?' insecurity took over you, replaying the moment in full detail behind your closed eyes, the sound of your cleats clacking against the ground fading out.
- flashback
you went for the slide tackle, striking your foot out to block the ball without touching milan's striker. but, you were too slow. the ball swiped against your foot landed in the bottom left corner of your own goal. the look on picaud's face was enough to make you press your eyes shut. you sat down on the field and your head fell in your knees, you bit your bottom lip to stifle a scream. the cheers from milan were humiliating, you wanted to disappear, you wanted to go back in time. you felt disappointed eyes watching you from the audience, filling the space around you and suffocating you completely.
then, strong arms wrapped around your own, elisa's voice whispering sweet, encouraging words close to your ear as she rested her head on your shoulder. her tone was velvet and honest, calming you down immediately. 
''it's okay, baby. stand up, I need you by my side for the rest of this game. please?''
you nodded and she moved to stand in front of you, taking your arms and pulling you up from the ground. her hands cupped your face and you looked up into her eyes, holding onto her wrists and taking a deep breath in. she kissed your forehead lightly and pulled you into a quick but loving hug. ''I love you.'' she reminded, your hands breaking connection as she walked back to her position.
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-present
your fists clenched as you rewatched the goal in your mind, catching the attention of a teammate close behind. a comforting arm wrapped around you and the smell of sakina's perfume pulled you out of your thoughts.
''I'm so proud of you, you played amazing today y/n. forget about the goal, okay? you saved so many shots today.'' she said, smiling and rubbing your shoulder as you entered the locker room.
''thank you, sakina. you were unbelievable today.'' you replied, plastering a small smile across your face but not making eye contact. 
you took her hand off your shoulder and went to your locker, grabbing your bag and sitting down to quickly take off your shoes and shin pads. prêcheur started his speech, listing his favourite moments from today and also areas to be improved. you blocked it all out, not wanting to listen anymore and needing the comfort of your bed at home. elisa sat down at your side, worriedly watching you and occasionally cheering and laughing along with the other girls. when you heard coach say your name you winced and lifted your head toward him, still avoiding as much eye contact as possible. elisa noticed and placed her hand on top of yours, tracing your veins slowly with her index finger - the way she does every time you are feeling anxious.
''y/n, other than that own goal, you played fantastic today, especially in the second half. you bounced back from that mistake immediately and didn't let another ball get past you. for that, I am happy.'' he said, bringing his hands together to start an applause in the room.
all of your teammates clapped, coming forward to high five you and pat your back. elisa stayed at your side, scooching closer on the seat and squeezing your hand. prêcheur started to speak to others now and you head went back down. leaning close to you, elisa spoke, ''see, my love? you were so good today. forget about the goal, everyone else has.'' her grip tightening on your hand and her head nodding to make sure you understood. you nodded back, feeling too embarrassed to speak up.
after the team talk, everyone got changed and ready to go. you and elisa were the first ones to leave, hugging your teammates goodbye and walking out of the locker room, hand in hand. you were both silent on the way to her car, a nice type of silent though, a silent which allowed you to relax and try to forget. you turned to admire her, her side profile perfectly outlined by the sun, the way her free arm swung back and forth like a childs, and her perfect blush lips, which curled into a smirk when she noticed you staring. 
''you okay, baby? or, just enjoying the view?'' she asked, grinning wide and shoving you softly with her shoulder. your cheeks went red and you giggled at her joke, chewing the corner of your lip. you usually had a snarky remark whenever she joked, but she knew you were still hung up on the own goal. elisa pursed her lips and stopped walking, your body slinking back to her when you tried to take another step. you let out a ''hm?'' in confusion, and elisa took your other hand in hers. you took a few steps closer as she pulled you forward, and you tilted your head when she frowned at you.
''you are an incredible player, my love,'' she started, now holding your shoulders and looking at you with serious eyes. you looked back at her, not quite accepting her compliments as the goal replayed in your mind. you took her loose shirt in your hands and nervously played with the fabric. ''you are the best defender I have ever played with, no arguments. do not let this one mistake get to you, understand?'' she said, grabbing your chin in her right hand to make you look into her eyes. she made you nod first, then made you do it yourself while you smiled brightly at her.
she smiled back, pressing a deep kiss to your lips. ''I love you more than anything.'' 
''I love you most. can you drive us home now, baby?''
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