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Start of Something Promising Part 6/?

Summary: Recovery is easier when you have your loved ones near.

Word Count: 3391

Pairing: Lin x reader

Author’s Note: I’m here again. I’ll disappear again soon as RL is just so damn busy. 

tagging: @gratitudejoyandsorrow, @itsgarbagecannotgarbagecannot, @secretschuylersister

She cried as she bid him goodbye again. She hadn’t wanted him to leave so soon. The noise of the airport had never bothered her much until today. Y/N was still trying to recover from the terrifying incident that had her believing she would never see Lin again. She hated that Maia was hurt because of her. She hated that she shied away from contact from everyone, even her own husband. Lin had stayed as long he could before he was ordered back to London work on the unnamed project. She had heard him begging and pleading on the phone for more time with her.

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Unveiled

Series: Cause You’re My Favorite Hue

Part: 1/103

Masterpost: {x}

Pairing: Jamilton, Lams, Hamliza

Summary: Alexander and Thomas live in a colorless world until they bump into each other and shit hits the fan.

Warning: cussing, lightly sexual content, tor

Word Count: 5k+

Dedication: @exadorlion cuz y’all know Mariane inspired me to write this with a depressing unrequited Jamilton soulmate drawing and @mutantplant because she edited this. yeet. 

A/N: Fuck it, Mama’s putting it on tumblr too. Buckle the fuck up. 

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Fault of Family

A/N: I’m not sure how often I’ll write or how often I’ll be here but I’ll write as inspiration strikes. I started this while I was on my trip in June and finally finished it. I’m going to need focus more on me but I’ll still be writing, because it’s what I do. It’s what bring me fun and happiness.

Summary: They took you in. They loved you. Your family protected you. What kind of sister would you be if you didn’t return the favor?

Pairing: Lin-Manuel Miranda x Sibling!Reader

Warnings: Mentions of blood.

Requests are open! (just be awhile before they get written)

Word Count: 3566

Thank you to my ever awesome proofreader and vent listener, @secretschuylersister​.

Tagged: @gratitudejoyandsorrow @itsgarbagecannotgarbagecannot

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Spiderweb

Part: 1/?

Masterpost: {x}

Pairing: Laurliza (You may not understand now but it’s a good fit I promise)

Summary:  A young couple from New York move to New Orleans in hopes of finding a new place to start their lives. When Eliza finds out she’s pregnant, John begins to worry about the safety of living in such a crime filled city, but Eliza doesn’t want to go anywhere after she meets Alexander, a young, brooding lawyer, and Thomas, a handsome, charismatic detective. Her connections make her feel safe, but as more people drop dead without much notice, Eliza, too, becomes worried. However, she cannot just run away. She is entangled in their spiderweb and she can’t find her way out.

Warning: t.a.n.

Dedication: A long time ago, I said I wanted to do a vampire au thanks to @pictorch-art , so thank you, Hanna!

Tags: @sinnamon-smols , @maybe—-not , @red-shadow-wolf-19 , @veasuvi, @hamiltrashcoolkid, @completelydonerightnow, @pippasoodaily, @xdaveedxdanielexdiggsx, @indiiflowercrown, @crazyweirdo101

A/N: Just so you know, this will not be updated as often as CYMFH was! I’m working on the manuscript for that/reading/going on vacation so I just won’t have the time, so I’m sorry! I am so excited to share this with you! To new beginnings!

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Break a Leg - Part 3

A/N: oh my god guys it’s been over a month since i updated this i’m so sorry. but here it is now!!! as always i’d like to thank my proofreaders: @linsnavi @alexanderhamllton @daveeddiggsit @fragmentofmymind @secretschuylersister @sunshinemiranda @hamimagines @stressed-lesbian @fanfrickinhamiltasticimagines @strongenoughfoundation @imagineham and @protecting-my-legacy and i hope you enjoy!! also, i appreciate any feedback y'all want to give :)

Pairing: Lin-Manuel Miranda x Reader

Word Count: 3837 (these chapters are just getting shorter and shorter)

Warning: mentions of sex, swearing, banter

Tagging: @diggs4life @hamilsquad-writings @ourforgottenboleros @invisiblerambler @woodlandwanderess @gum-and-chips @broadwaysprincess @silvershadow545 @punkinfairy @trashfandom14 @sweaterkitty-fluff @nesthemonster @rising-ice-phoenix @gonnamurderyou @00disneycharm00 @emily-ily2 @sharkastic-issues @m-delafayette @justanotherhamiltrash @perkyelsie @casisnotalright @ramsassy-rhino-beetle @shinigamired @haletotheking @nadialinett14 @thatweird-artsy-girl @eadrikschreave @whenthingsgettoughdontpushmeaway @manateegrl @iswearimsmol @sugarplumannie @fangirlwithasweettooth @succulents-and-witchcraft @multifandom-fangirl-7 @kawaiinekodono @butlinislin

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A hand in your hair.

A mouth on your neck.

Your hands running over a tan chest and squeezing biceps.

Fullness. Pleasure. Panting breaths. Utter exhaustion.

Your memory tried to piece itself together to form the movie of last night as you woke up in an unfamiliar bed. You had a pounding headache and felt sore in places that hadn’t been touched in months.

As the rest of your memory shifted into place, you rubbed your thighs together as you remembered how good someone made you feel last night. The name wasn’t coming to mind but maybe you went home with an ensemble member like Mandy had suggested.

You shifted and finally registered the arm draped over your waist and a chest pressed against your back. Turning, you placed a kiss on the guy’s neck over a hickey you were at least 90% sure you made.

A soft grunt came out of his mouth and you were pulled even closer, chest to chest with the bed partner whose name you still couldn’t remember.

His hand roamed over your bare back then fell down to grip your ass, bringing a smile to your face. Morning sex was always the best.

“Good morning,” you mumbled, your foot rubbing his shin softly.

“Morning, Y/L/N.”

At the sound of his voice you jerked back, his arm around your waist the only thing keeping you from falling to the floor.

“Miranda-”

“That’s my name. You kinda wore it out last night.” He grinned at you sleepily.

“What- how- huh?” You closed your eyes for a few seconds, hoping when you opened them again, this would be a really weird dream.

No such luck.

Lin raised his eyebrows at you. “You’re giving me mixed signals here.”

“What?”

“I mean, I had a pretty good time last night and it seemed like you were angling for round two-”

“Gross! As if I’d ever-”

“You already have, unless you forgot why you’re naked in my bed.” You scoffed and pushed his shoulder, expecting him to let you go.

He didn’t.

“Let me go, asshole.”

“No thanks.”

“Why not?”

“As abhorrent as your personality is, you have a really nice ass.” He squeezed it for effect.

And, fuck, if you weren’t a little turned on.

“You’re a dick.”

“You would know, wouldn’t you?”

“I hate you.”

“I hate you too.”

“I-” Maybe it was because he just woke up or because he got laid last night or because the both of you were naked, but he was being… nice? At least, as nice as Lin was to you. It was confusing as hell.

He raised an eyebrow at you, waiting for an end to your sentence. You didn’t know what came over you but somehow your body surged forward and your mouth kissed him roughly.

Lin’s hands were immediately pulling you back against his chest and one travelled down to hook one of your legs over his hip, allowing him to press his morning wood to your center.

One thing you could never forget was how big he was. And he spent the morning making sure you’d never forget his name again either.

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As Time Ticks Away

Summary: All Lin could do was watch as she healed and as time ticked away.

Author’s Note: Hey All! Sorry for the delay on this new story. This was meant as the beginning of part five of Finding You. However nothing worked well. I started something completely different. I hope you all enjoy it!

Warning: Some cursing.

Fact: I know nothing of the medical field. I am just going off of what I know from TV medical dramas! OK not all: some of it is acquired knowledge.

Requests are open! 

Please let me know what you think! :)

Word Count: 4234 (wow….)

Pairing: Lin-Manuel Miranda x reader

Tagged: @itsgarbagecannotgarbagecannot , @gratitudejoyandsorrow

The white tiled walls seemed to go on forever. He wasn’t sure how much time had passed since he entered, but all he wanted to know about was if his wife was going to be all right. All he knew was that Sarah had called and left a voicemail on his phone of her sobbing the only words that he could make out were “Y/N….hospital…and don’t know….”

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Late Nights

A/N: Remember when I posted? HA! What a joke! Now that school is done, I am dead, and can write once more. Here’s a fic from a giveaway I did. Au revoir, mes amis. 

WC: 3387

TW: Swearing (probably), homesickness.

Pairing: LMM x Reader

AU: College

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Freshman Year, First Semester

For what seemed like the 90th time that night, you checked the clock on the desk next to your bed.

11:59 PM.

The same as when you checked it last time. And the time before that. It became abundantly clear that the more times you checked the clock, time wasn’t going to move any quicker. A sigh escaped your lips before you flopped back down onto the pillow. This sucked.

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Heya! 😊 I'm sorta new to the whole writing thing, but I do have a couple fics! Should I tag this blog in them?

go ahead lovely!

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For The Birthday Boy

Daveed Diggs x Reader

Note: So one time an anon asked me why I always write Daveed as a dom and never a sub, so I wanted to write him as a sub to mix things up. Special thanks to @diggs4life and @butlinislin for proofreading this for me and encouraging me!

Warnings: nsfw, smut, swearing, D/s dynamics, face sitting, bondage, orgasm denial, oral sex (I think that’s it)

Word Count: 2,966

Tagged: @tallish-hobbit @hamiltonsquills @rottwat @iamgrayfox @justanotherone2u @angesansnom @lupinschocolatefrog @butlinislin @eternallyademon @i0do0not0knoe @iamindeedapotato @tailored-shirt-tails @ordinaryornate @star-trek-supernatural @femilton@noluckmonday @haletotheking24 @hmltntrsh51 @ballerinafairyprincess

On the morning of Daveed’s 36th birthday, you slowly drag a finger down his cheek, your fingertip trailing over his morning scruff that is longer than it normally is.

“Happy birthday,” you tell him, pressing your lips to his.

He kisses back softly, still half asleep and too tired to put effort into the kiss.

“Mm, thank you, baby,” he mumbles, his hand moving to come and rest on your hip and pulling you in closer  to his side.”But did you have to wake me up at the crack of dawn?” he grumbles, resting his forehead against you and holding his eyes shut.

“I could have been meaner and woken you up an hour ago,” you mutter.

Moments like this are always moments you cherish. You cherish the way his hands hold you against him with just enough pressure to let you know that he doesn’t want to let you go. You cherish the fact that you get to see him like this, half asleep, with no walls put up, he’s just Daveed.

“Well aren’t you just the best?” he asks quietly.

You laugh, moving in a little closer to him, wanting to savor the feeling of his body against yours for as long as possible this morning.

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my name is arnica and i love slow burn ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

also!! for text messages when you see “…” it’s supposed to be like when you see someone typing a message.

title: blooming wallflower fandom: hamilton pairing: alexander hamilton x reader rating: t for swearing and high school angst word count: 4681 (what is chill bc i still don’t have it)

(request by @justapieceofsimstrash can I request a Alex x reader imagine? Maybe Alex didn’t know the reader existed because of her shyness while they are in HS? They become friends and they both start to like eachother, even though the reader liked him from the start and he didn’t know it? THEN LOVE! thanks <3)

Peggy thinks you could be soul mates – now if only you could gather the courage to actually talk to Alexander Hamilton.

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Illusion

Part: 1/?

Masterpost: {x}

Pairing: Jamilton, Lams, Elimas

Summary: Thomas is new to Albany High School and the last thing he ever expected was to run into Alexander.

Warning: mentions of anorexia, depression, drugs, abuse, ableist slurs

Word Count: 3,863

Dedication: Thank you @needledraws for some lovely John art!!

Tags: @starfreckledlaurens, @bring-me-the-misha, @mishaisakitten, @ichbindeindod, @xfallingxsnowx, @weareallhamiltontrash, @toomuchartsstuff, @noluckmonday, @kanadianwithashippingproblem, @twoscreamingbirds, @god-damn-it-miranda, @lil-bab-doodles, @anonymouscrazyfangirl, @k9effect, @justsmilingandnodding, @xdaveedxdanielexdiggsx, @pipindaae, @aph-jefferson, @red-shadow-wolf-19, @boreavement, @mrlefuck, @tinymugs, @frostbiteangel , @fuckerson, @muntzzymain, @listenlyss, @ash–is–trash, @aleciamagic , @pluto4planet , @waitwhat-24601

A/N: Enjoy!! Nothing freaky yet ;) 

The contrast between the tone of the school and Thomas’ attitude was stark. A vivacious feeling oozed from the walls, causing Thomas’ seemingly downcast mood to reinforce itself. It was apparent that he didn’t fit in with the school’s mood, but he wasn’t going to say anything. There weren’t many other schools he could pick from in the Albany area, so the somewhat overexcited attitude sufficed.

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A Question (Mulligan x Reader)

Words: 4300+

Warnings: Cursing

Request: jealousy then fluff? @pictorch-art

A/N: I hope you enjoy! As always, I get carried away 

Hercules Mulligan has known you for most of his remembered life. The two of you met when you were in kindergarten, he was the bully and you were the victim. It was an awkward time for the two of you, since you weren’t as popular as him. Of course, the verbal and physical abuse was short-lived, since you became friends during your high school years.

He was the jock, you were the nerd. He didn’t like to conform to those terms, but it was high school, teenagers were that way.

May 23 20XX 11:02am

He was walking through the hallways, his sports bag slung over his shoulder. His school was overcrowded, a flow of students pouring in every day. He noticed you walking by yourself, holding your book close to your chest. You were looking around frantically, seeming to be in distress.

He wasn’t the type to ignore someone who looked to be in trouble, so he walked over. You looked up at him when he appeared in front of you. You face turned into a look of disgust, glaring at him. He was confused. No one ever looked at him in such a way. He tried to be nice to everyone, including the students who weren’t as popular as him.

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Hi! I've been tagging @Hamwriters in a LOT of my Jeffgelica fics, but none of my fics seem to have been reblogged. Are the tags coming through?

hi!!i just looked in our notifs and yes, they are. the reason they haven't been reblogged (and this goes for all fics we're tagged in) is that none of our admins have had time to read them, unfortunately.we're all busy with end of the year school stuff and/or work so this blog won't be as active as it usually is for a few weeks. but as soon as one or more of us has time, we will be going through our tags!-ant

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Tailor In Love

Pairing: Hercules Mulligan x Reader

Requested?: Nope! This was supposed to be for the hamwriters writeathon actually BUT I did not finish it on time! Better late than never????

Prompt: Solo adventures can bring some incredible things (and people) into your life.

Words: 1.2k+

A/N: I finally remembered to fucking post this, jesus christ. Well yeah, HERE YOU GO! #WriteForOak (I love Oak)

Being in a new town meant endless opportunities for adventure. So, of course once you throw down your bags in your hotel room, you head out into the heart of the city and search for some fun. You passed the essentials; Forever 21, Nike, Adidas and a few drugstores but nothing called out to you yet. You decided to cut through a park, watching the kids play and the adults chat with each other. The leaves crunched under your feet as you made you way down the path, a beautiful shade of orange covering the grass around you. The slight chill of Autumn was a relief from the blistering Summer days.

For some reason, you decided to take this trip on your own; wanting to embrace the world for what it was and do some soul searching. You exited the park onto another street, surveying your surroundings and noticing the most elegant red satin dress on display in a window. You slowly approached the store front, imagining yourself slipping the dress on for a night out and feeling like you owned the world. You looked up to see the store’s name.

“Hercules’ Tailor Shop.” You read before looking back at the dress.

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If It Takes Writing a Musical For Us To Meet- Lin X Reader

A/N: i hope that you guys like this since it’s my first cast fic!!

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“Good performance, Y/N. I have to applaud you on how much emotion went into Satisfied.” Daveed teased me and I rolled my eyes.

“Your personality goes from Lafayette to Jefferson so fast it’s jarring. Now I don’t think Jefferson wears a soldier uniform in act two so I would suggest getting changed.” I smirked, trying to completely ignore what he was implying.

“Well we both know what we know.” He sang with a shit-eating grin on his face and he went to his dressing room quickly.

I groaned and went into my dressing room and changed quickly into the outfit I was wearing in Take a Break.

I got in my position and I waited to hear Lin’s voice as my cue.

“And there you are, an ocean away. Do you have to be an ocean away? Thoughts of you subside, then I get another letter, I cannot put the notion away…”

I waited for the music to change, listening to Pippa, Lin and Anthony sing and in Anthony’s case, rap.

“My dearest Alexander, you must get through to Jefferson, sit down with him and compromise don’t stop ‘til you agree. Your fav'rite older sister, Angelica reminds you there’s someone in your corner all away across the sea. In a letter I received from you two weeks ago I noticed a comma in the middle of a phrase. It changed the meaning. Did you intend this? One stroke and you’ve consumed my waking days. It says:

”'My dearest Angelica.’“

“With a comma after dearest. You’ve written:

”'My dearest, Angelica.’“ “Anyway, all this to say I’m coming home this summer at my sisters invitation, I’ll be there with your fam'ly if you make your way upstate. I know you’re very busy, I know you’re work’s important but I’m crossing the ocean and I just can’t wait.”

“You won’t be an ocean away, you will only be a moment away…”

I smiled widely as I heard Pippa sing and I got down the stairs and hugged her tightly.

“Angelica!” She laughed.

“Eliza!”

“The Schuyler sisters.” Lin smiled and I let go of Pippa.

“Alexander…”

“Hi.” He smiled, this cute grin on his face.

“It’s good to see your face.”

…

I walked off the stage after bowing, exhausted.

But we still had ham4ham to do.

“See! Lin has a crush on you as well!” Daveed practically yelled, barging into my dressing room.

“I thought I locked it.” I mumbled and he sighed.

“He practically was about to cry after the Reynolds Pamphlet!” Daveed pointed out.

To say that yelling at him for cheating on Eliza didn’t hurt me- especially since he actually looked genuinely upset after my part- would be a lie.

“Yes. I know, I was on stage as well.” I reminded him and he looked at me, surprised.

“You were upset as well?”

“Because he looked upset!” I defended myself before realizing that wasn’t helping my case at all. His smirk grew.

“I have a plan for how you should tell him.”

“Absolutely not.”

“Why not?” I heard someone else ask. I turned to see Anthony leaning against my foot, grinning.

“Diggs how many people did you tell?” I asked, glaring at him. He held his hands up in surrender.

“Literally everyone knows besides Lin and you.”

“And me? I am quite aware that I have a crush on Lin.” I pointed out and I groaned, mentally hitting myself.

“See? I knew I was right.” Daveed grinned.

“Okay whatever but what do you mean by ‘and you’?” I asked him.

“You see everyone knows that Lin has a crush on you but you both are completely oblivious to the fact that you both like each other.”

“Lin doesn’t like me.”

“His exact point.” Anthony pointed out.

“I need to get ready for ham4ham.”

“See you later Y/N.” Daveed called and he walked out, Anthony joining him.

…

The night was wrapping up and Daveed took the microphone.

“Now I’m not sure ‘bout you guys but I would love to hear our ensemble member Y/N sing Helpless with our dear Lin Manuel Miranda.” He said and I could practcially hear the smirk in his voice, even though I wasn’t looking at him. The fans screamed and I sighed and smiled awkwardly at Lin.

Pippa had this huge smile on her face and I knew that if Renee wasn’t sick, she’d be loving every second of this. Daveed handed a microphone to me and I glared at him.

“I am going to murder you.” I told him and he smiled sweetly.

“Go get ‘em.”

The music started and I started singing, keeping all the lyrics the same until it was the talking part.

“Y/N L/N. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

“L/N?”

“That’s my last name. Thank you for all your music.”

“If it takes writing a musical for us to meet, it will have been worth it.”

“I’ll leave you to it.” Pippa smirked.

“One week later and were texting each other nightly, now my life gets better every message that you write me. Laughing at our cast mates because they want me to share them.”

“I’m just saying if you really loved us you would screenshot them.” Daveed said and I heard laughter throughout the cast and the audience.

I continued singing as normal and Lin grabbed my hands and he started rapping.

“Y/N, I don’t have a dollar to my name, an acre of land, a troop to command or a tolerance for pain. All I’ve got is my honor, a dollop of fame, a couple of broadway musicals and my top notch brain- insane this cast brings out a different side of me. Pippa confides in me, Daveed tried to fight me- no stress my love for you was never in doubt, we’ll get a place in New York City and we’ll figure it- and as long as I’m alive I swear to god you’ll never feel so…” He smiled and he closed the space between us, kissing me gently. I heard everyone cheer and the music turn off although it’s not like you could even hear it anymore anyways.

“Helpless.” I finished, out of breath from the kiss.

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Extra Sugar

Requested: By myself honestly, but this is also my (pretty late) fic for Day 1 of the Hamilton Write-A-Thon, hosted by @hamwriters (thank you!!)

Pairings: Lin-Manuel Miranda x Reader

Summary: The Reader works in a coffee shop, and she feels a bit territorial about her favorite customer  {Coffee Shop AU}

Warnings: I don’t think so

Word Count: 1,285

A/N: I hope that you guys like this, I was super unsure about it until @secretschuylersister was the sweetest person ever and read it for me. Sorry that this is being posted so late, I was traveling yesterday. 

Your customer was back.

Saying that felt unfair, but you couldn’t help but smile every time he came back. Most of the time, he looked even more worse for wear than he had the last time. His hair was constantly disheveled, the bags under his eyes were worrying, and it looked like he owned one sweatshirt that he might have lived in. And somehow, he seemed genuinely happy to be there.

And when you were working with Corrine, he was one of the few people that was able to pull you out of the sour mood that you inevitably fell into after working with her for more than a few hours. You had opened that day, all by yourself. It wasn’t like you were scheduled that way, either. A few minutes after the morning rush, Corrine waltzed in. She looked well rested and pleasant. It took everything that you had in you not to choke her out.

Lin was making his way up to the counter, and you had already started his two shots of espresso.

“Hello, sir. Can I help you with anything?” You glanced behind you to see Corrine actually attempting to help a customer. But something felt off. She was leaning too far over the counter, and her voice sounded more like a purr than a barista helping a customer.

You mouthed his order to yourself as he responded. “Vanilla latte with a double shot, please.”

“Of course, I’ll just get that started for you.” Corrine said, tapping a few buttons on the register before rushing over to where you were putting the finishing touches on his drink.

“I’ll get this one.” She said, making it sound like she was doing you a favor by taking credit for your work. You watched her in disbelief as she handed Lin the cup, holding onto his hand for a few more seconds than really necessary and then stood watching him make his way out of the shop.

You sighed to yourself, thinking that at least she wasn’t going to show up this early two days in a row.

You were sadly mistaken when you arrived to work the next morning to find Corrine behind the counter. Not only had she beaten you there, but she was sitting behind the counter doing no actual work.

“Hey!” She called, head snapping up from her phone when she heard the door open.

You chose to simply smile in return, not wanting to add fuel to the fire.

“So tell me, who was that man who’s order you knew by heart yesterday?” You held your breath, hoping to allow yourself at least a few seconds to calm down. “Because he is going to ask me out if it’s the last thing he does.”

You fought to keep the confused expression off of your face. Somehow, you felt more hurt than annoyed. Usually you rolled your eyes at Corrine’s antics, but this time felt different.

Oh God. You liked him. And somehow you had managed to be completely oblivious until Corrine wanted him. Typical.

“I don’t know much about him.” You said, taking off your coat and tying your apron around your waist. “His name is Lin-Manuel and he likes extra sugar in his coffee, even if he is a little bit embarrassed to ask for it.” You realized Corrine was barely even paying attention to you anymore, so you chose to stop talking, allowing silence to fill the room again.

“Well then, I guess that I will just have to take it upon myself to do some investigating.” Corrine said, tapping away at her phone.

You struggled through the morning rush, Corrine lounging in the back room while you somehow managed to spill not one but two cups of coffee on yourself.

By the time that Lin walked through the door, you were looking a bit worse for wear. “Hello!” you called, still feeling a sense of relief when he walked through the door. He fixed you with his blinding smile before making his way to the counter. “Vanilla latter with a double shot, right?”

His eyebrows drew together, confusion clouding his features. “You know my order?”

The blush was nearly instantaneous. “It is kind of my job to know your order.”

“Most people don’t bother, I guess.” He shrugged, and you were more than happy to let the subject drop.

Before you could say anything else, Corrine sat a cup of coffee in front of him. “It’s on the house.” She said, winking at him. You noticed a phone number scrolled along the side. Your heart suddenly felt a bit less fluttery, the butterflies abandoning their home in your stomach.

“Oh, well thanks!” He said, fixing her with a grin before grabbing the coffee and heading out of the shop.

“I think that my work here is done.” Corrine laughed, slipping on a coat and throwing her bag over her shoulder.

“You are scheduled for another four hours today.” You said meekly, gesturing to the cork board where the owner posted your schedules.

“I have to get ready for my date with Lin tonight.” She was talking to you like she was explaining a perfectly simple concept to a child.

“He already asked you out?” You were fighting not to feel defeated, but the doubt was swallowing you whole.

“No, but I’m sure that he will now that he has my number.” And just like that, she was gone.

Even though you were left alone for the foreseeable future, the morning rush was over and it would be nice to have some time to yourself. You had just begun to gather up the dishes left over from that morning when the bell over the door rang.

He was back.

You struggled to find words as he approached the counter, but they were all getting caught in your throat.

“I’m really sorry, I don’t usually do this sort of thing, but this is the worst cup of coffee that I have ever had in my entire life.” Lin said, chuckling. He sat the latte on the counter, shoving his hands in his pockets sheepishly.

“I can honestly say that I have never seen Corrine make a latte in the entire time that I have worked here, so that doesn’t sound very farfetched to me.” You tossed the cup into the trash can, starting two new shots of espresso for him.

“So that was her number on the cup then?” He asked. You might have just been projecting, but it almost sounded like he was disappointed.

“Yeah… sorry if she made you uncomfortable. Corrine can be a bit entitled at times.” You poured the espresso in the cup and gathered up all of the materials that you would need to steam his milk.

“I wasn’t uncomfortable with her giving me her number, but I might have been hoping that a different girl had written her’s down as well.”

“I- I think that we might be able to work something out.” Your heart was going insane, but you felt like you were going to float away. You added the vanilla and some extra sugar to his latte, scrolling your name and your phone number on the side of the cup.

“I’ll see you later.” Lin said, accepting the latte and taking a large sip.

“I haven’t agreed to anything yet.” You called after him.

“I have confidence.” He laughed, giving you one last smile before pushing the door open.

You got a text message a few minutes later. It was from an unknown number, but you knew exactly who had sent it.

From: Unknown Number

Can I pick you up around seven? I promise we can go for something other than coffee! :D

[hamwriters]

The Old College Try: Part 3 (Lin/Reader college roommate!AU)

Summary: You spent the summer before your freshman year of college thinking your roommate was going to be a girl named Lin. When you get to campus, that’s not what you find.

Part Three: In which there are late night adventures, breakups, and 100% platonic bed sharing.

Words: 5018

You can find Part One here. You can find Part Two here.

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