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strawbrry-fields · 1 year

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John Laurens x reader, Cpt. 3

~Slow-Burn~

Word count ~ 1,187 words

Warning~ none that I can think of

Pairing~ John Laurens x reader

Note~ Hello everyone! Thank you so much for the support and I am so sorry about not writing for a while. I am currently taking two AP classes so I haven’t had a whole lot of time. However, this winter break I will try and crank out as many chapters as I can to be ahead and post them in an orderly fashion. I hope you enjoy this chapter cause I know I enjoyed writing it :D

•Chapter 3•

John watched as Alexander made his way to the podium, ready to mock the announcer. The debate progressed for a bit, until it slowly started to get almost aggressive. “For the revolution, For the revolution!“ Alexander yelled, the crowd responding with loud shouts and cheers. “Don’t modulate the key then not debate with me. Why should a tiny island across the sea regulate the price of tea?”

Burr stepped in and said “Alexander, please.” Hearing some shouting, John looked to the crowd and noticed a small argument had broken out, realizing Burr was trying to diffuse the situation.

“Burr I’d rather be devisive than indecisive, drop the niceties,” Alex replied, just as screaming broke out. Turning towards the sound, John saw a person on the ground with three women surrounding them.

“Peggy what on earth happened?” A lady shrieked, “why are they bleeding?!”

“I don’t know, an argument broke out and I guess something was thrown striking them in the back of the head!“ One of the women responded, tears running down her face. John quickly jumped down to the scene asking people to give them some air.

“Is your friend waking up at all?” John asked the ladies.

“No, but they are breathing,”One of the women responded, “We just need to get them out of this crowd.”

“Hercules, get over here,” John called out as Hercules pushed through the crowd, “we need to get this person to your shop.” Hercules nodded and quickly scooped them up with their friends standing up. “Follow him,” John said to the women while pointing to his friend, “he’s taking them to his store to keep them safe. I will be right behind you.” John ran to grab Alex, tugging his arm to lead him out of the mob. “The fights are increasing and if we get caught, it’ll be bad news,” John thought.

John turned to his friend, questioning him. “Alex what were you thinking?”

“What do you mean? I couldn’t just let him lie to all those people.”

“A person was knocked unconscious! You started a mob!” John let out and exasperated sigh.

“Jesus, are they ok?” Alex asked with worry coating his face.

“I have no idea, but I’m going to check on them. Herc took them to his shop. Seriously Alexander, save all this energy for the war that’s coming.” John put his arm around his friend, patting him on the back and giving him a weak smile.

There was a loud ringing growing louder. You felt a pulsing pain in the back of your head spreading to your neck. You slowly started to open your eyes, seeing your friends leaning over you. Looking down, you realized that you were lying on a shop table.

“Thank god, they’re awake!” Peggy turned telling her sisters. You looked down at your hand and saw she had been holding it. “Y/N I am so very sorry! I never meant for you to get hurt,” Peggy cried while her sisters helped you to sit up.

You turned toward her and held her hand with both your palms. “Oh sweet Peggy I know it wasn’t your fault. I was the one to bring you closer to the podium.” You smiled and hugged her kissing her cheek. As you slowly took in your surroundings, you realized you were in the tailor’s shop from the other day. You swiveled your head around looking for the man, but you could not see him anywhere.

“If your looking for Hercules, he’s in the back wetting some cloth for your head,” Angelica answered.

“You read my mind,” you spoke as you looked to your friends, “I do have one question though. What exactly happened? I don’t remember all of it.” The sisters all looked at each other, then Peggy began to speak.

“The debate became more aggressive as the crowd became riled. There were a few fights in the background we hadn’t noticed, and we are guessing that something was thrown and it hit you in the back of the head.”

“It’s a good thing we got you out of there too, otherwise you would have most likely been trampled to death.” You turned behind you to see the tailor of the store. “My name is Hercules,” he said, placing a kiss on the top of your hand.

“Thank you Hercules, you seem quite a noble gentleman,” you responded while slightly blushing. He grinned, then handed you a wet cloth.

“Put this on the back of your head, over the bump to reduce the swelling,” Hercules said as he pulled a chair from the back.

“Thank you very much.” You took your friends’ hands as they helped you to sit in the chair. You were grateful for it, as now you didn’t feel like such a damsel in distress. The doorbell chimed, alerting you of a person opening the door. You lifted your head and met eyes with someone. Your breath hitched as you realized it was the man from yesterday. You suddenly became very self conscious of how you appeared, moving your hands to comb through your hair and fix your dress.

“How is your head?” You looked up, staring into the same green eyes from yesterday as they gave you a look of concern. You could feel heat rising in your cheeks and neck as you tried to speak.

“It’s alright, just a bump is all.” You turned to the side to hide your face and your onset of blushing.

“It hardly looked like a bump. Are you sure you will be alright?” You turned toward him again and noticed that he had knelt down to face you. His eyebrows furrowed and raised, worry emanating off of him.

You shyly smiled as you played with your dress, “I will. There is no need to worry yourself over me.” As you spoke, he took your hand in his and placed a kiss on it.

“How could I not worry for such a beautiful person?” Your eyebrows rose and your eyes widened as your stomach filled with butterflies. “He is not going to make a fool of me again!” You thought, “I am going to make him just as flustered.”

You grinned and said softly, “You are going to make my head spin circles if you keep flattering me like that.”

The man’s face turned pink, with a look of surprise. Taking his hand, you looked down and started tracing lines in his palm. You grinned and made eye contact, asking “And what might your name be?”

“John. John Laurens,” he blurted out.

“Well John, I hope to see you again soon.” You smiled and rose from your seat. Grabbing the sisters, you walked over to the door.

“Wait!” You turned around, making eye contact with John. “Are you going to the upcoming ball?”

“If you are, Laurens.” You curtsied, maintaining eye contact, then gracefully left the dress shop, unaware of just how well your flirting had worked on John Laurens.

Chapter 4

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froggywritesstuff · 1 year

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character list

the title is self explanatory. this is a list of the characters i'll write for. it'll probably change over time, and if you see a character you'd like but don't see them on the list, just ask cause i might've forgotten about them

Hamilton

Eliza Schuyler

Angelica Schuyler

Peggy Schuyler

Maria Reynolds

Alexander Hamilton

John Laurens

Philip Hamilton

Lafayette

Hercules Mulligan

James Madison

Thomas Jefferson

Aaron Burr

Umbrella Academy

Viktor Hargreeves

Diego Hargreeves

Klaus Hargreeves

Allison Hargreeves

Luther Hargreeves

Five Hargreeves

Ben Hargreeves (Umbrella or Sparrow)

Sloane Hargreeves

Jayme Hargreeves

Stranger Things

Will Byers (non female readers only)

Mike Wheeler

Lucas Sinclair

Dustin Henderson

Eleven Hopper

Max Mayfield

Robin Buckley (non male readers only)

Nancy Wheeler

Jonathan Byers

Steve Harrington

Eddie Munson

21 Chump Street

Justin Laboy

The Goldfinch

Boris Pavlikovsky

Theodore Decker

Marvel

Peter Parker (any actor)

Steve Rogers

Bucky Barnes

Sam Wilson

Makkari

Sersi

Sprite (platonic only)

Steven Grant

Marc Spector

Layla El-Faouly

America Chavez (non male readers only)

Kate Bishop

Yelena Belova (platonic only)

Shuri

Namor

Riri Williams

X-Men

Mystique

Kitty Pryde

Peter Maximoff

Rogue

In The Heights (movie version)

Usnavi de la Vega

Vanessa

Nina Rosario

Benny

Sonny de la Vega

Heathers

Veronica Sawyer

JD (Jason Dean)

Heather Chandler

Heather McNamara

Heather Duke

John Doe

Ride The Cyclone

Noel Gruber (male or nb readers only)

Ocean O'Connel Rosenburg

Mischa Bachinski

Constance Blackwood

Ricky Potts

Hatchetfieldverse

Paul Matthews

Emma Perkins

Ted Spankoffski

Bill Woodard

Ruth Fleming

Pete Spankoffski

Richie Lipschitz

Max Jagerman

Grace Chasity

Lex Foster

Ethan Green

Hannah Foster (platonic only)

Heartstopper

Charlie Spring (non female readers only)

Nick Nelson

Tara Jones (non male readers only)

Darcy Olsson (non male readers readers only)

Elle Argent

Tao Xu (non male readers only(headcanoning him as bi or pan is disrespectful and transphobic))

Tori Spring

Imogen Heaney

Isaac Henderson (platonic only)

Do Revenge

Eleanor Levetan (non male readers only)

Drea Torres

Deadpool

Wade Wilson/Deadpool

Wednesday

Wednesday Addams

Enid Sinclair

Bianca Barclay

Xavier Thorpe

Ajax Petropolus

Eugene Otinger

(young) Morticia Addams

(young) Gomez Addams

Beetlejuice

Lydia Deetz

Tomorrow When The War Began

Ellie Linton

Lee Takkam

Fiona Maxwell

Homer Yannos

Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse/Across the Spider-Verse

Miles Morales

Gwen Stacy

Pavitr Prabhakar

Hobie Brown

Margo Kess

Miles G Morales (earth 42)

Miguel O’Hara

Maze Runner

Thomas

Newt (non female readers only)

The Broken Hearts Gallery

Lucy Gulliver

Nadine (non male readers only)

Nick Danielson

Treasure Planet

Jim Hawkins

Enola Holmes

Lord Tewkesbury

Turning Red

Mei Mei

Miriam

Abby

Priya

Raising Dion

Nicole Warren

Tevin Wakefield

Dion Warren (platonic only)

Julie and the Phantoms

Julie Molina

Luke Patterson

Reggie Peters

Alex Mercer (non female readers only)

Flynn

Carrie

Abbott Elementary

Janine Teagues

Jacob Hill (non female readers only)

Gregory Eddie

Brooklyn Nine-Nine

Jake Peralta

Amy Santiago

Rosa Diaz

Love Victor

Victor Salazar (non female readers only)

Benji (non female readers only)

Felix Weston

Pilar Salazar

Lake Meriwether

Lucy

Mia Brooks

Andrew

In Treatment

Eladio

Laila

Spree

Kurt Kunkle

Once Upon a Time

Emma Swan

Regina Mills

Killian Jones

Mary Margaret Blanchard

David Nolan

Henry Mills

Mulan (non male readers only)

Graham

Neal Cassidy

Peter Pan

Jefferson

Dash and Lily

Dash

Lily

Boomer

Juno

Juno MacGuff

Paulie Bleeker

Summer Days Summer Nights

Debbie Espinoza

Frankie Espinoza

Scream (1 through 6)

Sidney Prescott

Billy Loomis

Mickey Altieri

Roman Bridger

Jill Roberts

Charlie Walker

Sam Carpenter

Tara Carpenter

Amber Freeman

Chad Meeks-Martin

Mindy Meeks-Martin

Quinn Bailey

Venom

Eddie Brock

Honest Thief

Ramon Hall

Beth Hall

Wild Child

Poppy Moore

Kate

Drippy

Freddie Kingsley

Monsters and Men

Manny Ortega

Marisol Ortega

Ghostbusters: Afterlife

Trevor Spengler

Phoebe Spengler (platonic only)

Error 143

Micah Yujin

Community

Abed Nadir

Troy Barnes

Annie Edison

Jeff Winger

Britta Perry

The Obession

Logan

Delilah

The New Girl

Lia Setiawan

Stacey Hoffman

Mythic Quest

Poppy Li

Brad Bakshi

Adventure Time

Finn

Princess Bubblegum

Marceline

Marshall Lee

Prince Bubblegum

Flame Princess

School Spirits

Madison

Simon

Charley (non female readers only)

Wally

Rhonda

Dungeons and Dragons: Honour Among Thieves

Simon Aumar

Disventure Camp

Aiden (non fem readers only)

James (non fem readers only)

Grease: Rise of the Pink Ladies

Jane Facciano

Olivia Valdovinos

Nancy Nakagawa

Cynthia Zdunowski

Richie Valdovinos

Ted Lasso

Roy Kent

Jamie Tartt

Keeley Jones

Sam Obisanya

Transformers: Rise of the Beasts

Noah Diaz

Elena Wallace

Mirage

Helluva Boss

Blitzø

Stolas (non female readers only)

Loona

Millie

Moxxie

Octavia

Verosika Mayday

Fizzarolli

Asmodeus

Hazbin Hotel

Charlie Morningstar

Vaggie (non male readers only)

Angel Dust (non female readers only)

Husk

Alastor (platonic only)

Vox

Lucifer

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (rise + mutant mayhem + tmnt 2007 + tmnt 2012)

Donnie

Mikey

Raph

Leo

April

The After Party

Yasper Lennov

Space Force

Tony Scarapiducci

Renfield

Teddy Lobo

Robert Montague Renfield

Undercovers

Bill Hoyt

Amazing Digital Circus

Jax

Parks and Recreation

Leslie Knope

Ben Wyatt

April Ludgate

Andy Dwyer

Jean-Ralphio Saperstein

Randy Cunningham: 9th Grade Ninja

Randy Cunningham (18+ people DNI unless requesting platonic stories)

The Earliest Show

Josh Bath

House of Lies

Clyde Oberholt

Mean Girls (movie + musical + movie musical)

Cady Heron

Regina George

Gretchen Wieners

Karen Smith/Shetty

Janis Ian/Sarkisian/Imi'ike (non male readers only)

Damian Hubbard (non female readers only)

Warm Bodies

Peep World

Nathan Meyerwitz

Your Boyfriend

Peter Dunbar

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yr-obedt-cicero · 1 year

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What do people close to AH call him? For example, does Eliza or friends call him Hamilton instead of Alexander? Thanks!

AH seems to have commonly gone by his last name, Hamilton. It is what you will usually see him being refered to by even in less than professional settings, or many of his repetitive nicknames were just variations of his last name, like Ham or Hammy. Commonly used around camp when he was Aide-de-camp to Washington. [x] Even Hamilton and Laurens - who were incredibly close - usually always refered to each other by last names (Likely due to the military setting). Similarly did Stevens, Hamilton's boyhood best friend, even when Hamilton nicknamed him “Neddy”, [x] Stevens usually only called him by his last name. Although, occasionally Hamilton signed off his letters as “Alex”, yet rarely did any of his close friends call him the same. [x] And it was more common of an occurrence when he was younger and still on the Islands.

There are implications Eliza followed suit and also mainly refered to her husband by his last name, for instance a guest recalled her once at the Grange; “There was a long silence, broken by the murmured words, ‘I am so tired. It is so long. I want to see Hamilton.’” [x] Oftentimes, she even commonly called him “My Hamilton”. We don't have any surviving letters from Eliza to Hamilton, but in other letters Eliza wrote to and from people it is a reoccurring phrase. In a letter to Richard Harison from Eliza, September 10th, 1804, she wrote the same phrase; “As to myself when I peruse your letter, so expressive, of those marks of tender remembrance, of my Hamilton, and friendship for his children,” [x] Their youngest daughter, Eliza Hamilton Holly, even quoted to her brother John Church Hamilton, where their mother said; “Justice shall be done to the memory of my Hamilton.” [x]

Hamilton even refered to himself as her Hamilton, in a letter dated the 17th of March 1780, he wrote;

It is now half an hour past our time of meeting. I must bid you adieu. Adieu my charmer; take care of your self and love your Hamilton as well as he does you. God bless you

“From Alexander Hamilton to Elizabeth Schuyler, [17 March 1780],” Founders Online, National Archives, https://founders.archives.gov/documents/Hamilton/01-02-02-0622. [Original source: The Papers of Alexander Hamilton, vol. 2, 1779–1781, ed. Harold C. Syrett. New York: Columbia University Press, 1961, pp. 285–287.]

And again the same year on the 13th of October;

I tell you, my Betsey, you are negligent; you do not write me often enough. Take more care of my happiness, for there is nothing your Hamilton would not do to promote yours.

“From Alexander Hamilton to Elizabeth Schuyler, [13 October 1780],” Founders Online, National Archives, https://founders.archives.gov/documents/Hamilton/01-02-02-0902. [Original source: The Papers of Alexander Hamilton, vol. 2, 1779–1781, ed. Harold C. Syrett. New York: Columbia University Press, 1961, pp. 473–475.]

You're welcome, and hope this helps!

#amrev #american history #alexander hamilton #historical alexander hamilton #elizabeth schuyler #elizabeth hamilton #history #queries #sincerely anonymous #cicero's history lessons

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lilrowantree · 5 months

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In a Lockwood and Co. x Hamilton AU who would be who, please give zero context

Lucy - Aaron Burr (sir)

Holly - Eliza Schuyler

Lockwood - Alexander Hamilton

George - John Laurens

Norrie - Angelica Schuyler

Kipps - George Washington

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willa-cole · 7 months

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Workaholic

Lams (Alexander Hamilton x John Laurens)

3rd POV

Alexander was studying in Kings college library (Does it have one? Idk y'all don't judge me I'm just dumb) when Angelica Schuyler,the volunteer librarian,walked up to him."Alexander you've been here for five hours it's closing time" she said."Oh come on Angie please I've stayed past closing time before..." said Alexander. "Alexander... It's already past closing time I would've kicked you're workaholic ass out an hour ago if it wasn't for Eliza begging me to let you stay!" "Don't yell we're in a library..." "ALEXANDER IT'S EMPTY" "Jeez someone's on her period..." "... THAT'S.IT.OUT.NOW!" "Okay okay I'm leaving...But if I fail the exams it's your fault" "ALEXANDER HAMILTON THE EXAMS ARE IN EIGHT MONTHS GET OUT" Yelled Angelica and Alexander obligated.He look at his clock which read 11 p.m. 'It's too early to sleep...Guess some more work won't kill me' (Burr will :D) He said and walked up to his dorm which he oh so happened to share with his buddy (Yeah...Buddy *wink wink*) John Laurens...

John POV

I look at the clock and it reads 9 p.m. I guess waiting for Alex won't kill me...(Not making a pun on that cause I don't want to pay for therapy) I took Alex's book about the third U.S. president Daveed Diggs and started reading...

*an hour later*

It's 10 p.m. which means the library is closed...Which means Alex should be here...Why isn't he here yet? God I wish he wasn't such a workaholic...And he also makes it hard to care...You see I'm in love with Alex (you could say he's got you...HeLpLeSs) but it's so obvious he is straight...At least he's an ally though... That's good enough for me...I keep reading his book on his bed and accidentally fall asleep

*insert door opening*

I slowly wake up and see Alex,I read the clock and it's 11 p.m. "Where have you been I've been worried sick!" I said "I was at the library and...Is that my Daveed Diggs book?" "I thought you died and you wanna talk about Daveed Diggs?" "...Yes..." "Gosh Alex you have done all assignments for the next six months and have studyed for the exams...Which are eight months away!" I say trying not to yell "I wanna be prepared and...Did you next SIX months...OH MY GOD I MISSED A MONTH!!! LAURENS I'M GONNA FAIL I NEED TO STUDY" "Alex no" I say (Guess John could say no to this ;)) "Why do you care anyways it's my life!" He said "CAUSE I LOVE YOU" I yell. Alex stares at me with dumbfounded eyes "S-sorry I me-meant as a friend hehe..." I tried covering my confession up. "John...I don't love you" my heart drops "But I do have a like you...I. A more than just a friend way" Now it's my turn to stare,he notices my actions,comes closer to me and brushes his lips against my own and I kiss back..."Please work less it worries me" I say... "I guess for you I'll try not to be a workaholic..."

Okay so this is my first one shot but I think I did pretty well what do y'all think? You can also leave requests below :)

#lams #hamilton musical #gay #lams one shot #Alexander Hamilton x John Laurens #Alexander Hamilton #john Laurens

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ares-writess · 2 years

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MASTERLIST!!

Things I am willing to write!!

Character x Character

Character x Reader

Character x OC

Smut

Ships

Fluff

Angst

Lemons

Most AU’s

(basically anything that isn’t illegal!!)

Supernatural

- Sam Winchester

- Dean Winchester

- Castiel Novak

- Jack Kline

- Lucifer

- Crowley

- Gabriel

- Charlie

- Chuck (depends)

Grey’s Anatomy

- Meredith Grey

- Derek Shepherd

- Alex Karev

- Christina Yang

- Izzie Stevens

- Mark Sloan

- George O’Malley

- Callie Torres

- Owen Hunt

- Jackson Avery

- Arizona

Hamilton

- Alexander Hamilton

- Aaron Burr

- Marquis de Lafayette

- John Laurens

- Eliza Schuyler

- Angelica Schuyler

- Peggy Schuyler

- Maria Reynolds

- Thomas Jefferson

Stranger Things

- Steve Harrington

- Jonathan Byers

- Eddie Munson

- Robin Buckley

- Nancy Wheeler

- Billy Hargrove

- Vecna

Genshin

- Any ADULT character

MHA

- Todoroki Shoto

- Katsuki Bakugo

- Kaminari Denki

- Aizawa

- Sero

- Monoma

- Shinsou

- Jirou

- Uraraka

- Etc…

The Turning (MOVIE)

- Miles (<3)

Seven Deadly Sins

- Ban

- Meliodas

- Diane

- King

- Gunther

- Elizabeth

- Merlin

- Howzer

- Gilthunder

Naruto

- Naruto

- Sasuke

- Sakura

- Shikamaru

- Kiba

- Choji

- Kakashi

- Shino

- Kankuro

- Gaara

- Hinata

- Orochimaru

- Kabuto

- Neji

- Temari

Prodigal Son

- Malcolm <3

Shameless

- Fiona

- Carl

- Lip

- Ian

- Mickey

- Steve

- Etc

That’s all I can really think of right now, but if you have requests for any unlisted shows/movies, don’t hesitate to ask!! ^^

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legrandepapillon · 6 years

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The Not-So-Secret-Santa (pegtha)

Summary: When one has the trademark loudmouths, Thomas Jefferson, Hercules Mulligan, and Alexander Hamilton, in on a game that requires secretiveness… let’s just say, things don’t go as planned. Prompt: Secret Santa Beginning Notes: more christmas gays!

When Angelica Schuyler walked into the coffee shop her group of friends─and little sisters─frequented, she commanded attention. Especially judging from the way a scowl painted her gorgeous features, and her eyes seemed narrowed into thin, angry slits. Now, it may just be James Madison’s imagination playing tricks on him, but the young man is almost a thousand percent sure that the entire─extremely busy, what with it being colder than a well digger’s ass outside─coffee shop goes silent when she enters.

“Angelica!” Eliza says, looking up from where she’d been texting Alexander─who, out of their merry band of friends, was the only one not in attendance─and waving her sister over. “Over here!”

Angelica maneuvers her way through the crowd of people─but not before stopping briefly at the cash register to order a coffee─and joins the group sitting in the back. They’ve somehow managed to crowd themselves into the only booth big enough to fit all twelve of them─and even so, several people have pulled chairs up to the table in order to fit comfortably. Angelica takes a chair from Lafayette─who goes to drape themselves over the laps of Hercules and George─and slams her coffee cup down onto the table.

“Where the hell is Alexander? And Samuel, King and Charles?” she asks with an edge to her voice, noticing the absence of bickering that usually went on between her brother-in-law and his frenemies. None of them were anywhere in sight. “I thought I told you that I need all of you here.”

“Alex got caught up at the station,” Eliza says, pausing to take a sip of coffee. “And those three had to go and meet Charles’ parents for lunch. Sammy just told me to text him whatever you needed to tell us and he’d relay it to the group.”

Sighing at her friends total inability to follow simple instructions, Angelica looks around at the people that were there. Thomas, James and Aaron had all managed to show up─which was a feat in and of itself. For a polyamorous couple, it seemed very rare that anyone managed to catch more than two of them together at a time. There was always one out of the three missing─at work, running errands, out of town.

George was there, as well, which was pretty shocking. He was so busy with being a congressman most of the time that he was hardly ever around─so much so that for the first year of his relationship with Hercules and Lafayette, Angelica had thought it was just those two. She hadn’t even known that George was a part of their romance until she attended a housewarming party for Peggy and accidentally walked in on three of them getting hot and heavy in a closet.

And Peggy. Peggy always seemed to be working at her actual job─she worked at the very cafe that Angelica told them to meet in─or on her youth programs. She─along with John Laurens, who seemed very zoned out on whatever he was doodling on the cafe napkins─was an activist that ran several non-profit charities for youth. Big Brother, Big Sister mentoring guides for LGBTQ+ kids, scholarship programs for inner-city kids and all-girls empowerment summer camp for preteen and teenage girls. The poor woman was so busy with all of these endeavors that it was rare that Angelica and Eliza were able to get together with her, which is why Angelica chose her lunch break during work to meetup with the gang.

“What’s up, Angie? Why’d you need us all here?” Thomas asks, snapping the woman from her reverie. Angelica exhales, looks around at the group one last time before making sure to turn her attention to her sisters.

“Mom and Dad called me last night. They said we won’t be having our annual family Christmas like usual,” she pauses here to gauge her sisters reactions, and is surprised to not find the level of distress that she thought she would. Both girls seem pretty bummed, but not as devastated as she’d expected. “So, I was wondering if the rest of you were busy this Christmas, and if not, if we could plan something for us here. Like a family.”

“Well, my Dad doesn’t want me bringing these two back if I go down to Virginia for Christmas, so I’m pretty freed up,” George says, adding a packet of artificial sweetner to his coffee in an attempt to look bored─though everyone sitting at the booth can tell just how hurt he is at this. “Hercules just has James here and Marie said she can’t go back to France.”

“My grandmother… when I told her I was trans, she uh… she told me that she never wanted to see my face again. However, Adrienne is coming into town. If I celebrate with you all, can she come as well?” Marie asks, leaning her head on the heel of her hand. Angelica waves her hand in dismissal, though she can tell by the way Marie’s eyes light up that she’s made her friend extremely happy.

“That’s absolutely fine, hon. What about you guys?” Angelica nods towards the end of the booth, where Thomas, Aaron and James were chatting quietly amongst themselves. They all look up in confusion─making it obvious to the woman that they hadn’t been paying attention. “Doing anything for Christmas?”

“Well,” Aaron begins. “I usually spend my Christmas’ watching Lifetime movies and eating takeout, so… no. I’m free.”

“Ever since Herc and I’s parents passed, I just spend it doing whatever Hercules does. Why?”

“I’m not going back to Virginia this year, my mother has a new boyfriend and I don’t really feel like being around all that mess.”

“Good. You’re spending the holidays with us. Alright, I’ve got Marie, Thomas, Adrienne, James, Hercules, George, and myself. Eliza, Peggy?” Angelica begins scribbling the names down on a notepad from her purse, formulating a guest list so that she’d know how much cooking she’d need to do for the holiday at hand.

“I’m down, but can I bring Martha? She’s like the Scrooge of Christmas─hates the holidays. I wanna show her true Christmas joy, y’know. It’ll be romantic. Might even get laid.” John audibly groans at how cliche Peggy sounds, before reminding her that she’s talking about his stepsister─so show a little decorum. The woman sticks her tongue out at him, and Angelica laughs at the two before agreeing.

“Well, since Martha is going… John you might as well go,” Eliza says, looking to her boyfriend─who wrinkles his nose. “C’mon. Alex and I are definitely going, and you know you don’t want to go back to South Carolina for Christmas. It’ll be fun! We can do Secret Santa!”

“Ooh, yes!” Marie exclaims, removing her sketchpad from her satchel. She flips to an empty page and begins scribbling everyone’s names down. “Okay… Angelica, let me see your beanie.”

Angelica hands over the hat, eyebrow raised. With careful and precise fingers, Marie rips the paper with the names into small little shreds─each shred of paper holding someone’s name. She folds them in half before dumping them all into the beanie.

“I’m adding Charles, King and Sammy in here… Eliza, you can pick for the three of them and text them who they got,” Marie says, dumping the shreds of paper into the hat and mixing them around. “John, you pick for Alex but don’t look at who he got, alright? Just give him the paper when you see him. Rules for the Secret Santa? You obviously can’t tell the person you’re buying for that it’s you, no going over thirty dollars for materials, no buying gift cards, and you have to make it.”

There’s voices of protest at the last rule, but the look Marie sends the group could rival Angelica’s. It doesn’t, of course, because Angelica is the queen of glaring─but it could.

Marie takes a slip of paper from the hat before passing it to Hercules, who repeats the motion. The beanie goes around the table until it ends with George removing the last piece of paper.

Angelica grins at the name on her piece of paper. Eliza and Thomas both groan─probably because the people they chose are difficult to shop for. Peggy does a fist pump, John smiles wistfully, James, George and Aaron seem to be indifferent either way, and Hercules gives a smile that says ‘oh, this will be very fun’.

“Who did you get?” John asks his girlfriend, as he, Eliza and Alex push their cart around the crafts shop. They’d all agreed to go shopping for their materials at the same time, in the same place─to save money, and gas. However, the young brunette sitting in the cart is quickly becoming to regret agreeing upon that─seeing as this is the sixth time John has asked her this question, and Alexander had asked twelve times before. Eliza looks up at him with an expression that can only be described as a mixture between ‘offense’ and ‘exhaustion’. “What? I’m just curious!”

“Yeah, and curiosity killed the cat,” she teases, before directing him to turn down the aisle that has yarn. “I’ve already said this, John! I can’t tell you! It’s called a Secret Santa! What if you tell them that I’m the one making their present? Geez, I know you’re a rebel, but it can’t be this hard for you to follow the rules.”

“Wow. You’re really passionate about the do’s and don’ts of Secret Santa, aren’t you?” he asks, as she directs him to put some navy blue yarn in the cart. She nods her head just as Alexander comes bolting towards them with arms full of markers, crayons, colored pencils and pens.

“Alex! You’re supposed to be shopping for materials for your Secret Santa, not thing you like,” Eliza chastises playfully, before squeaking in indignance when he dumps all the materials on her.

“Shut up. I’m making John a poster,” he says.

“Alex!” Eliza whines, and John laughs loudly. Well, at least he could trust that his gift would be made with love.

Lafayette sits cross-legged in the middle of their living room, hands gently maneuvering the clay on the pottery wheel. Their eyes are concentrated on the machine, all of their attention focused on the design of the clay to make the shape they want.

“Laffy, I’m sorry darlin’, but I’m curious. Who in the hell would want a homemade clay pot?” George asks, looking down at them from his spot on the couch. He’d been focused on CNN news, but the gentle whirring of the machine had drawn his attention several minutes ago and the curiosity had been eating at him. Lafayette doesn’t offer a response, simply shrugs their shoulders and continues to gently knead the clay on the wheel. “I can’t think of anyone in our group that would find use for that.”

“Then you’re not thinking hard enough,” they respond calmly, reaching their hand into the opening in order to manipulate the shape even further. George opens his mouth to retort something equally as sassy, but Hercules enters their apartment at that very moment─arms filled to the brim with varying colors of yarn─soft pinks and blues, bright neon greens and yellows… and just as George is confused as to who in their circle of friends would want a flower pot, he is confused as to who would want all those colors clashing together.

“Y’know, mo chroí, you’re an awfully hard person to drum up ideas for,” Hercules says, dumping the materials beside George on the couch to press a kiss to their forehead. Lafayette gives a squeal of annoyance at Hercules having revealed who he was Secret Santa-ing to; and by relation having revealed who Lafayette’s Secret Santa is.

“Herc, mon coeur! It was supposed to be a surprise, non?” they exclaim, finally tearing their eyes away from their pottery. “You’ve ruined it for me!”

“Aw man, I’m sorry, Laf!” Hercules responds, plopping down beside them on the floor. At first George believes he’s being sarcastic, but when his eyes land on his boyfriend’s face, he can tell that he’s genuinely apologetic. It’s cute, how he recognizes the importance of this to Lafayette and respects that. “This Secret Santa thing slipped my mind.”

“Hey, darlin’, the surprise isn’t entirely ruined,” George pipes up, easing down onto the floor with the other to. “You don’t know what he’s going to make. I promise, I’ll help Herc hide whatever he’s making for you, so that you can be surprised on Christmas. Sound good?”

And though Lafayette is still pouting, both men can tell that this considerably makes it better.

“I don’t even know Maria that well!” Thomas exclaims for what seems to be the billionth time since they got who they’d be making presents for, as he scrolls through ideas for gifts on Pinterest. “Why can’t I just buy her something? It’d be so much easier!”

“Firstly, Thomas, the whole point of Secret Santa was for us not to know who you’d be making a present for,” Aaron reprimands, for what seems to be the billionth time in response to Thomas’ complaining. He’s making what seems to be personally designed coffee mugs─using blank templates and markers designed for ceramic art to design them. He’d been pretty good at hiding who his present was for, though Thomas can just barely make out a ‘G’ on one of the mugs. “Secondly, you’re supposed to make it because it’s supposed to come from the heart. These aren’t just our friends, they’re our family, too.”

“That’s lame,” the Virginian huffs, tossing his phone onto the coffee table. He dramatically drapes himself over the armrest of their couch, tossing his arm over his eyes like the drama queen he is. “Why can’t I just pay someone to make something for me?”

“Can I pay someone to kick your ass? Maybe then you’d stop complaining,” Aaron murmurs under his breath, picking up another marker to doodle something on the coffee mug. Surprisingly, he’s met with silence─until his phone chimes with a notification. Curiously, Aaron picks up his phone to read it─finding that it’s from Facebook.

Thomas Jefferson ─ with Maria Reynolds, Angelica Schuyler and 15 others.

Need help coming up with ideas for Maria’s Secret Santa present… anyone care to help out?

“Goddamnit, Thomas, it’s supposed to be a Secret!” James yells from the other room─obviously having got the notification as well. Thomas gives a groan of annoyance at this, probably remembering that tagging the person you’re going to be Secret Santa-ing for is not the smartest idea.

“But keeping it secret is hard!”

“Looks like I won’t have to pay anyone to kick your ass,” Aaron chuckles, setting his phone down and glancing towards his boyfriend. Both Thomas and Aaron’s phones are blowing up with notifications─though neither of them need to check them to see it’s probably their group of friends reprimanding him on sharing who he was supposed to be the Secret Santa for. Thomas quirks an eyebrow, and his lover finishes with, “Angelica is probably going to do it for me.”

By the time Christmas Day rolls around, most of the people in the group participating know who their Secret Santa is─and those that don’t know for sure at least have some sort of inkling. What with loudmouths Alexander Hamilton, Hercules Mulligan and Thomas Jefferson letting everyone know not only who their gifts were for, but who their spouses gifts were for and gossips Peggy and Maria spreading around rumors as to who made presents for who… yeah, the whole idea of the Secret Santa actually being a secret was moot.

And Angelica was quick to let the perpetrators know just how disappointed she was in them for not being able to hold water.

“Well,” she says, after they’ve all retired to her living room following a pretty amazing Christmas dinner. Her eyes travel over their faces─and at least most of the culprits have the decency to look ashamed. “This was supposed to be a Secret Santa, but thanks to a select few that can’t seem to let anyone enjoy anything… you might as well tell you who brought your gift for that it was you. I’ll start.”

Crossing over to the Christmas tree, Angelica removes a small wrapped box and hands it to Peggy’s girlfriend, Martha. “I looked up how to transfer photographs onto wood, and then I got this picture from Peggy. It didn’t come out as good as I thought it would, but I figured you would like it.”

It’s a professionally taken photo─probably taken by Charles who was a photographer. The two women were on the beach, and Martha had her arms draped over Peggy’s shoulders. Peggy’s hand came up in the photo to hold Martha’s, and her head was turned just slightly to the side to press a kiss against her cheek. Martha had that picture posted across all of her social media accounts─it was her profile picture for Instagram, Facebook, Twitter… she’d told Peggy countless times that it was her favorite photograph.

“Aw, Angie, I love it!” Martha exclaims, taking the block of wood from her adopted sister. “Thank you, so much! I’m going to put it up in my office.”

After hugging Angelica in thanks, Martha goes over to the tree to get the present that she made for Peggy. Except, she didn’t make it. It’s a small box, wrapped in gold wrapping paper, and when she presents it to Peggy she drops onto one knee.

Everyone in the room either gasps or goes deathly silent.

“I admit, I cheated,” Martha chuckles, looking up at her girlfriend as she removes the wrapping paper and flips open the lid on the box. The ring inside is gorgeous─and it has two birthstones on it, with a small engraving that no one can really read. “I didn’t make this. I bought it, from George. I um… I’ve been dating you, Peggy, for about two years. When I first met you at John’s birthday party, something told me that I’d need to do anything to keep you in my life forever. From your big heart to your sweet soul… I knew you were the one for me. And day in, day out you prove that to me. So I’ve decided that I need to do something to prove it to you. And this is it. Will you… will you marry me?”

Peggy is speechless. She opens and closes her mouth several times, eyes watering with tears, before finally she throws her arms around her girlfriend─fiancee now─and simply nods her head.

Well, at least some secret presents could be kept.

Translations

mo chroí ─ my heart (Irish)

mon coeur ─ my heart (French)

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Me: Hamilton’s death monologue is the most tragic scene in the entire musical because we watch Hamilton begin life with no father, no mother, no friends, and then see his begin to replace all of the worst parts of his life with people he loves. He loses more and more people from his childhood until really all he has left are Burr and Eliza, and he sabotages his relationship with both numerous times by being so concerned with his legacy, and he dies for it. In his last moments, he forces himself to relive all the death and suffering in his life in order to ensure at least someone can hear his side of his own story. At the very end, when he calls out to Eliza and realizes the reason she can’t be there is because he lied to her, it’s the moment where Alexander Hamilton finally gets that he wasn’t happy chasing his dream, and he should have been with his wife instead of chasing his honor. He realizes too late, and no one is happier for what happened.

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it’s daveed’s world. we’re just living in it.

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John Laurens x reader, Cpt. 4

~slow-burn~

Word count~ 865 words

Warning~ none

Pairing~ John Laurens x reader

Note~ hello everybody! I know I promised that I would get this out sooner over winter break, but things got in the way. I honestly need to stop making excuses and just write lol. I am however, ahead seeing as I am almost finished with the next chapter, which will be quite long. I haven’t been writing as long chapters because I felt that it was too much for one person to read then remembered I prefer longer chapters to shorter ones, so I will be doing that from now on. Anyways, thank you for supporting me and enjoy this chapter!

•Chapter 4•

It had been a few days since meeting John Laurens, and you were over at the Schuyler family’s home for lunch. The Schuylers had always been great friends of your fathers, and you had known the sisters since a very young age. You were only a year older than Eliza, making you 23 and a year younger than Angelica. However, you were always a little closer to Peggy and loved her playful and teasing nature. When you were younger, the both of you often got in a bit of trouble for being misfits. Your thoughts were briskly interrupted when Phillip Schuyler, the head of the house, addressed the whole table.

“Who father?” Asked Angelica turning to face her father, her brow quirked while sitting a bit taller.

“George Washington.” A flurry of gasps and the stopping of utensils made their rounds about the room, mainly coming from Angelica and her mother. You suspected that it was due to them being the most interested in the impending war approaching. You were not as interested. You wanted freedom for your people, but disliked the idea of wars in general. It worried you and made it hard for you to focus on other tasks.

“I’m interested to see how his strategy works out,” replied Catharine Schuyler, Phillip’s wife as she went back to her breakfast.

“Me too, dear especially with is new right hand man. He seems to be a new face, I don’t believe I have ever heard his name before.”

This peaked Angelica’s interest further, prompting her to ask Phillip “Who is it, father?”

“Alexander Hamilton. He apparently stole some cannons when we were still down south, but nothing else is really known about him.” The name sounded familiar to you, but you couldn’t put your finger on it. The conversation drifted from one topic to the other, but to be honest you really weren’t paying much attention. Being too focused on trying to memorize the face of a certain someone tends to be distracting. Excusing yourself, you stood and made your way to the Schuyler’s gardens to get some air.

Hearing steps from behind, you quickly turned only to be confronted with your friends and their ongoing questions.

“Sooo, who was he? What’s his name?” Peggy exclaimed as she linked her arm with yours and teasingly smiled at you.

“Yes, you didn’t tell us anything after you said that you had seen him in the tailor shop again after you hurt your head,” chimed in Angelica, “You must tell us everything.” Suddenly you stopped, whipping around to face them.

Clasping your hands together, you slyly smiled and turned your head to the side pretending to think. “Well, he was the friend of Hercules’ who directed you towards his shop from what you told me.” You glanced at them with a grin on your face, gauging their reactions.

“Oh! I didn’t take in much of his face when he helped us in the crowd, or when we were in the shop after. Is he cute?” Eliza inquired.

You giggled and declared “Well I might be partial, but he most definitely is. His name is John Laurens.” At his name, Angelica’s face seemed to change. Her eyebrows furrowed and a small frown formed. You took notice of this quickly, your excitement dwindling. “Angelica, what is wrong?”

Angelica seemed to question whether she should answer or not, but eventually spoke up. “I just don’t know about him. I have heard through the grapevine that he’s a bit of an ‘interesting’ character.”

“How so?”

“Well I have heard that he flirts around with women a lot but doesn’t court them, at all.” Confusion suddenly washed over you, your eyebrows furrowing with a worried look soon taking hold. John had seemed so genuine in his words. “What if he was just playing with me, and the feelings aren’t mutual at all?” You thought. You sat down on the side of a fountain, Peggy sitting down with you.

“What should I do about it?” You asked your friends, “I genuinely thought that there was a spark of interest there, but I don’t want to try and continue something that will not happen.” It wasn’t like the two of you had talked for enough time to be considered interested in each other. Peggy looked at you reassuringly and took your hand in hers.

“Y/N, you will definitely be able to woo him into seeking your affection. From the other day at the shop he seemed starstruck when we left. He asked you if you were going to be at the ball this week, so seek him out there and figure out where he stands.” Smiling and wrapping your arms around her, you had never before been more grateful for Peggy for giving you the advice you needed.

“Oh Peggy, I completely agree,” Eliza spoke while joining the hug.

Angelica smiled and rolled her eyes, but joined in the hug anyways. “I guess I agree, just be careful.”

Chapter 5

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