#aaron marquis/reader

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middle school me reading the most jaw dropping toe curling traumatizing fanfic at 4 am when i had to wake up at 6 am

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I love Daveed diggs ❤️ that's all that's the post

[littlesunshine1223]

J.Laurens aesthetic

[multifamdomfan]

Can someone give a Hamilton request? Pretty Please

[hyperfixation-centrall]

I need to ask the Hamilton obsessed people of Tumblr what things do you want to read? Because I know that there are some great fics out there but it just feels like I've read them all yk?

People I'll write for (all x reader)-

Alexander Hamilton

Elisa Schuyler

Angelica Schuyler

Peggy Schuyler

John Laurens

Marquis de Lafayette

Aaron Burr

And other if the request is motivating

I'll write in the modern era but prefer to write on the past :)

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I’m Willing to Wait for It. (Part 1)

Aaron Burr x f!reader

Set 5 days before the Battle of Long Island. Reader is a spy working for Washington.

There’s an upsetting lack of Burr x reader fics out there, so this is my contribution to the cause.

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The young men from the army were a common sight to see, crowded up in the taverns near the docks in New York Harbour. Raucous, pissing themselves and unashamedly eying up the ladies passing by, they were a sight not to behold. You weren’t expecting to stay for long with such company if you could help it.

Brusquely you made a short circuit around the bar, eyes searching the room, but failing to find the familiar face of someone you were meant to meet with here.

Wolf whistles and the occasional lewd commentary followed you as you found yourself a little nook away from the larger crowds where you could wait for your friend. He had a habit of being late after all and you had time to entertain yourself with watching the antics of those solider boys parading themselves about like peacocks.

From the other end of the room, Alexander Hamilton and his friends John Laurens, Lafayette and Aaron Burr watched you with interest. You were new in this establishment which meant that you were an opportunity.

“Say, where’s Mulligan when you need him?” Lauren’s exclaimed. “He’d be kicking himself if he weren’t here to try and talk such a lovely lady into his bed.”

“I daresay that leaves her fair game to the rest of us then. She holds herself gracefully, I bet she must come from money.” Hamilton jokes.

“Who is she and what family does she belong to? I’ve never seen her before.” Burr questioned with intrigue. He gazed over toward her, and somehow, as if she could feel the heat of his eyes on her, she picked him out from the crowd and returned his stare. It was not a stare of charm, or abashed chasteness that greeted him, but more titillating, it was calm and assessing. His first instinct was to turn away in shame, but his experience made him hold her gaze and respond with a light smile. This was his chance.

“I have absolutely no idea either, but maybe you might care to tell us when you two have a little heart to heart over there, Burr? Looks like someone’s caught her eye.” Hamilton cheekily announced to their circle.

“Oui, you should move quickly mon amie, before another one gets the chance to talk to her!” Lafayette was always the brilliant optimist of their circle, pushing people to try their hardest in all sorts of situations even if the odds were against them.

Although Burr was quite sure that the odds would be in his favour this time.

“I’ll be taking my leave tonight then, gentlemen!” He said as he excused himself from the group.

Weaving around the crowded room, toward you, you saw the man who you locked eyes with was fast approaching. Aaron Burr, you noted. You knew of him and his genius predisposition as well as his status as a young man of growing influence. But you also knew from many accounts that he was an opportunist and a rake.

“Excuse me, my lady, I couldn’t help but notice your exquisite face from afar, may I know what sweet name belongs to a beauty such as yourself?” Without a moment more, he smoothly takes the seat opposite you before anyone else can.

“You speak so kindly, Colonel Burr, my name is Y/N.” You responded in neutrality, you would be waiting otherwise and you supposed that a little flirting wouldn’t hurt in the meantime.

“Ahh, I see that you know of me.”

“It’s hard not to when you’re living in New York. The gossip is always rife.”

“What brings you here tonight? It is unusual to see such lovely woman here alone.”

“I’m here for business, and I’m waiting for someone to arrive.”

“Business? A client?” Burr raised his eyebrows in surprise, was she an escort?

“Business related to the war effort.” You corrected with a blush, realising the misunderstanding.

“Ahh. I must ask what side of the war you are on then.”

Before you could answer again, the shadow of Hercules Mulligan, your contact, towered over Burr.

“Burr! I’m not surprised to see you here, and I see you’ve just already acquainted yourself with Miss Y/N.”

The look of curiosity crossed Burr’s face. How on earth did you know Mulligan? And what role did you play in the revolution?

At the arrival of your contact you relaxed, and without further ado, you turned to your admirer and began to shoo him off. “Mr Burr, I’m afraid Mr Mulligan and I will be discussing some things in private tonight, but it was lovely to meet you.”

“Burr’s a good friend, Miss Y/N and I’m sure he won’t let anything from this conversation leave our little circle, will you, Burr?” Mulligan countered, he must have trusted Burr a lot to let him in on the secret intelligence mission you were working on.

“Of course not, anything said here tonight stays between us.”

This was not the protocol you followed. But you knew Mulligan enough to know that he chose his friends carefully and that he would never invite someone that he didn’t trust to engage in such a sensitive conversation.

“I trust your judgement Mr Mulligan. Bring up a chair then and we’ll get started.”

Over the next hour you gave him explicit details on the movements of the British army that you had gleaned over the course of the week. Things that you were absolutely certain of and plans that were yet unconfirmed. Your position was unique in that it allowed you to move between the American and British side of operations without being questioned.

You were employed to teach the children of a long string of British officers who had started their families in colonies which put you in an advantageous and secure position to gather intelligence for the revolutionary cause. After all, the way to a parent’s heart is through their children, and nobody asks questions of a teacher who is adored by their kids.

“…and there will be an attack, five days from now that there is to be an attack on New York harbour and Long Island when the British fleet arrive. They’re expecting 10 line ships, 20 frigates and 170 transports. 32,000 men.” You said quietly.

“My god. We are unprepared for such conflict.” Mulligan exclaimed, flabbergasted by the revelation. Burr said nothing, although the colour drained from his face immediately. It must be hard to be in his shoes, you thought. The responsibility of leading these men to battle must weigh heavily on him.

You nodded, deep in thought. It would be a bloodbath. How many of these young mirthful men would be here again to tell the tale in 5 days time when all was said and done? Many had never even been in battle before.

“Is that everything you have to report today, Miss?” Mulligan started up again after a brief silence at the table.

“That’s everything.”

“Thank you for the information, I’ll be passing it on to General Washington as soon as I reach him tonight. Hopefully there will be aid for us or another way to defeat the British when they arrive.” Shaking hands with you, he took his leave, but not before turning to Burr. “You should be grateful we have a good spy network. Y/N is one of our best, you should thank her in advance for saving your ass.” He chuckled, clapping his friend on the shoulder before slipping off into the night, leaving the two of you alone again.

“I’m assuming this wasn’t quite the direction you were expecting tonight to take, was it, Colonel Burr?”

“Please, just Aaron. And no, it wasn’t quite what I was expecting, but thank you all for your service to the country.” He bowed his head in newfound respect and awe for your work.

“I could say the same for you. Aaron. You responded with a smile. You tested the name, it was certainly less of a mouthful than ‘Colonel Burr.’

“And I also trust that you will keep my position a secret from your friends?���

“They will be none the wiser, you can trust me.” Burr assured you.

“Thank you. I should be heading home now that Mr Mulligan and I have finished up. Your company tonight was most welcome and flattering, Aaron. I hope you’ll enjoy the rest of your night.”

“It would be my absolute pleasure to walk you home if you’d like. The streets here are not the safest at night and at the very least, maybe I can provide you with some entertaining conversation to pass the time.” Aaron pleaded.

“I wouldn’t be opposed, but I don’t want to deprive you of the company of your friends.”

“I don’t think they’re expecting me again if I’m being honest.” He said coyly.

Uh huh.

You fought hard to not wrinkle your nose in disgust at his suggestiveness. They were not wrong when they said he was reliable with the ladies. You absolutely were not going to be offering him tea and biscuits when you got home.

“It is late, and I won’t be able to offer you room and board at my home.” You warned him.

“The pleasure of walking with you is more than a reward for me.”

“Shall we get going then?”

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Masterlist

All fics are NSFW/18+ unless stated otherwise

Marquis de Gramont

The Hourglass

Sole-Mates

Fully Charged

Tangerine

Cigarettes During Sex

Kraven the Hunter

Push Your Buttons

John Carver

Turfucken

Mark Hoffman

Unravel

Frank/Adam Barrett (Abigail)

Pull Some Strings

NSFW Alphabet

Fuck Around, Find Out

Reflection

Time is Money

Occupied

Crimson Kiss

Herr König

The Birds and the Bees

Two Birds, One Stone (ONGOING)

Qimir

The Pupil

Mr Reed

Forbidden Fruit

David 8/David Weyland

NSFW Alphabet

Miscellaneous

Aaron Taylor-Johnson X Reader - boat trip one shot

Kinktober 2024

[daveedstan]

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

[imperial-martian]

—HAMILTON PREFERENCES: how you met

—ALEXANDER HAMILTON:

You met Alexander at a bar. While he was out with his friends you had been drinking away your sorrows after a breakup. He was distracted by you and every time his friends would talk they would notice that Alex wasn’t listening. Eventually, Hercules nudged Alex’s shoulder and told him to go and talk with you. After a few seconds of debating, he did, walking up to you in the bar and offering to buy you a drink.

—JOHN LAURENS:

You were introduced to John during Alexander’s wedding. You were a fellow guest attending it and went to go congratulate Alexander and Eliza when John accidentally bumped into you. He was quick to apologize, lowering his head as a sign of respect and apology before you shook your head and assured him no one was at fault. Alex had noticed that you both had started talking with one another and took it upon himself to formally introduce you both.

—HERCULES MULLIGAN:

Hercules met you when you once entered his tailor shop to ask if he could adjust one of your pieces of clothing since it was too loose on you. He was unable to speak for a few seconds before you cleared your throat and caught his attention again. He apologized and informed you that he would in fact be able to adjust the outfit for you. You were relieved since you planned to wear the dress to a ball you had been invited to by some of your closest friends which was soon approaching.

—MARQUIS DE LAFAYETTE:

You were introduced to Lafayette on his first voyage to America. You had been a fellow passenger on the boat he was taking and was occupying the room two doors down from his. He would often converse with you in the early mornings and late nights in the hall, sometimes inviting you into his room for coffee or tea. You both learned that you were both staying relatively close to one another in New York and agreed that it’d be nice to meet up again.

—THOMAS JEFFERSON:

You were an attendant at the first cabinet meeting that was held. His attention was drawn to you when he saw you scowl at Hamilton’s taunts at the corner of his eye. When the President called for a brief recess Thomas decided to make his way over to you and introduced himself. He then asked why it was that you disagreed with Hamilton’s plan for a bank- mainly to see if he could use any of your thoughts against Alexander. He did just that once the recess was over, and you were rather impressed.

—JAMES MADISON:

James was extremely sick during one of his meetings at the President's House to the point that Thomas and Washington took it upon themselves to find him a nurse to take care of him. That nurse simply happened to be you. You advised him to take the rest of the week and requested that he was brought home immediately to rest and ensure that he would receive the proper medicine there. James asked you to tend to him while he was at home, informing you that you were more educated than his current nurse and that he’d have to fire them and hire you instead.

—AARON BURR:

You met Aaron after he received a semi-serious injury on the battlefield. You were the lead nurse at one of the Patriot’s camping sites and had been on your break when Aaron entered your tent with a sprained wrist. You had wrapped it in gauze and informed him that it was best he stayed out of action for two weeks to properly allow it to heal. He wanted to protest but you told him that if he ever wanted to use his hand as he could before, he best shut up and rest. He did.

—GEORGE WASHINTON:

You met the General at the winter’s ball. You had been invited by Philip Schuyler himself, your parents being a close friend to the man. You were about speaking with Angelica when a man approached her, interrupting your conversation. Washington had seen Alexander butt in and shook his head, approaching you to apologize. You were startled by him before assuring him that all was well. He offered to dance while you waited for Angelica. She wouldn’t be free for the rest of the night, and Washington was great company up till the end.

—CHARLES LEE:

You first met Charles in downtown New York where you were shopping for some goods to bring home to prepare for dinner. You were alone and Charles noticed that two men had been following you around the store. He took it upon himself to walk up to you and introduce himself like an old friend, whispering to you the reason for him doing so. You went along, hugging him and speaking as though it had been forever since you last saw him. Once you both were out of the store you thanked him, but he insisted on walking you home and you did not oppose.

—PHILIP HAMILTON:

Philip’s parents were close friends to your own and so you and Philip both grew up with one another. He was your first friend and you often were babysat together. When Philip was old enough to attend school he would come home and visit you next door and teach you about everything he learned since you couldn’t attend school with him. It was the highlight of both your days and because of it, you two were inseparable when you grew older.

—SAMUEL SEABURY:

You owned a produce stand in the center of London which Samuel would often pass on his way to church. He would often smile towards you but never stopped to actually buy anything. One day he decided that he would and approached your stand with a sort of giddy excitement that a six-year-old would have with a new toy. He asked you what you recommended and bought exactly what you had suggested to him, paying you a few dollars more than the actual price you gave.

—KING GEORGE III:

King George was introduced to you at a play. You were the lead role in a play he was attending and had caught his eyes the minute you began to act. Not only were you visually pleasing but your acting was astonishing to the King. When the play was finished he made his way to the stage and asked to see you, when he was lead to you he was quick to offer you a proposal. He would allow you and your fellow cast to visit the palace and have dinner with him, so long as you acted out for him and his men. You agreed.

[demigoddessqueens]

Finally gonna watch this tonight

May or may not be my next writing project 👀

[atombombbibunny]

I’ve had a few people tell me they want a sequal of my fan fiction “I Know.” I was wondering if more people would be interested...

[littlesunshine1223]

Hello

I would like to order Hamilton (Smut)

Something like John Laurens x fem.reader in a modern au and they are a couple and live together but their relationship is too complicated because John is too jealous and the reader is someone with a lot of friends and they have too many arguments.

In one of those discussions they stop talking and ignore each other, then the reader goes to a party with the Schuyler sisters and dresses up looking very sexy just to bother John.

The reader returns late at night and a little drunk and they start to discuss why he believes that she was unfaithful to him and she just to bother says that it is true (although it is a lie).She complains to him out of jealousy but he just doesn't want her to leave him for someone better.

I don't know how to explain, but do they reconcile?

Sorry, I'm embarrassed 🥹😅

Cruel Jealousy

John Laurens X FEM!Reader (modern au)

(TW: smut, swearing, jealous sex, slight mention of alcohol, etc)

“I can’t believe you! All you ever do is piss me off! Did you really think I wouldn’t notice the way you were hanging all over my friends?!” John yelled at you.

You rolled your eyes at him. It was another fight, the same argument over every little thing you did when he was around.

“Do Not roll your eyes at me Y/N! You’re half drunk and it’s nearly 2 in the morning. Also that dress you’re fucking wearing is way too revealing, some random guy could’ve coped a feel at any point!” John once again exclaimed upon your non-listening ears.

Your mind felt fuzzy from the couple glasses of wine you’d drank at the party as you chatted with the Schuyler sisters. John continued to rant about how what you’re wearing is revealing and how you were supposedly flirting with his friends. But he didn’t know what really happened, as you were walking over to get another drink you accidentally slipped over the bottom of your dress and Hamilton caught you before you hit the ground. In John’s eyes he saw you hanging all over Alexander, he didn’t know the full story and wasn’t letting you explain what actually happened.

You snapped back to reality when you heard him exclaim that he thinks you were cheating on him with his friends. “What made you think that I’d ever cheat on you?!” You asked him in disbelief. He looked at you with his eyes brimmed in tears, “You’ve ignored me for the past two days, you wear clothes that practically show off everything, and all you do is hang all over everyone you come close to like they’re a damn playground! So just tell me, tell me the truth…have you been seeing someone else?!”

You thought for a moment before answering. Your drunken thoughts only fueled the flames of the argument when you told him that you had slept with his three best friends.

He looked at you in disbelief for a moment but once he snapped out of his gaze he heard you complaining how none of his best friends didn’t take you back to their houses after the party. You saying this made something inside John’s mind snap as he was pushed over the edge. He walked towards you angrily, grabbing you roughly and pinning you to the wall. His lips found yours hungrily. The kiss slowly became a makeout session until he pulled away. “You’re lying right through your fucking teeth.” He purred into your ear seductively.

His hands slipped from your hips to your thighs, one hand slipping between your legs. His fingers and palm rubbed you through your pants which made you moan for him from the friction. “You like that baby? You like pissing me off just so I’m rough with you? Bet you want me to fuck you like a whore. If you wanted me to touch you so bad then get on your knees and suck me off. Clearly you wanted a dick down your throat since you were flirting up my friends.” He smirked as you slipped down to your knees. You unzipped his pants and tugged them down along with his boxers to reveal his nod fully hard erection.

You licked some pre that was oozing from his shaft which made him let out a shaky breath. “Stop teasing me and just suck it properly.” He warns in an irritated tone but seconds later you take him into your mouth properly and suck as hard as you can, causing him to let out a gasp which faded into a moan. The more you bobbed your head and ran your tongue over his sensitive skin the more he tugged at your hair and thrusted his hips into your mouth.

“Damn baby, feel so fucking good.” He whined as his hips kept bucking into your mouth. His sounds of pleasure kept getting more desperate and slightly higher in tone as you continued to suck him off. After a few moments passed he came down your throat with a broken moan. “Baby, go back to the bedroom and strip. I’ll be in there in a minute.” He whispered into your ear seductively. You do as he says and walk back to your shared bet room. You strip your clothes off and lay spread out on the bed, legs open and hands behind your head.

John walks in after a few moments and immediately positions himself between your legs. He tossed his clothes off and grabbed the lube from the nightstand before lubing up his still erect cock and pushing it deep inside you. Both of you let out sounds of pleasure but you had to admit that the stretch from his girth stung a little bit. He noticed your whimpers nearly immediately and kisses you deeply. “It’s alright y/n, I’ll wait till you’re ready for me to move.” He continues to kiss all over your face until you tell him you’re ready. The seconds you tell him that he starts thrusting slow and deep, not wanting to overdo it too soon.

A couple moments pass and his thrusts get rougher and you swear you feel him in your stomach from how deep he is. Your moans and sounds of pleasure only fuel his thrusts and make him throw his head back with a groan of your name as he pounds you oh so harder. “Hell, maybe if I get you pregnant then you’ll stop whoring around with my friends. You’ll look good all stuffed and swollen because of me.” He rambled as his mind got fuzzier and fuzzier from how hard you’re squeezing his aching hardness inside you.

The pleasure was becoming too much as you got closer and closer to your climax. You felt his hands grabbing at your own, after getting a hold on your hands he holds them and ruts into you deeper and harder. “C-Close!~ Jo-John!~” you moan before hitting your peak and cumming around his cock when it was balls deep inside you. John throws his head back with a moan before he pulls out with a wet pop noise and cums on your chest with a whimper as his eyes rolled back for a second or two.

He lays on the bed next to you, both of you panting. “Did you mean what you said?” You turn your head to face him. “Did I mean what?” “Did you mean what you said about getting me pregnant just to make sure everyone knows I’m yours?” Johns face went red at the question but after he over came his embarrassment he kissed you and nodded. “I hate when other people look at you like they’re just waiting to pounce. I just…I don’t want you getting hurt. I love you too much to just stand around while you tease some other random person.” He explains to you. You couldn’t help but kiss him deeply on the lips while snuggling closer. “Here babe, I’ll go get a rag to clean us up then-” he offered but you cut him off. “Who said we were done?” A smirk formed on his face before he kissed you deeper than ever and pinned you down to the bed.

It was going to be a long night…

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It is currently 2:45 in the morning

We have done it! We have 400 followers on this blog! Thank you all so much for everything and helping me get this far!

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Eliza Hamilton and Daughter! Reader: Womanly Things

A/n: This is my first fanfiction I’ve written for Eliza, just to let y’all know. I’m also a fairly new writer for this fandom so please, bare with me if anyone is ooc (out of character). Also, this is obviously not a romantic story, it is a purely platonic story between a mother and daughter.

Timeline: Canon

Warnings: Some swearing

Words: 576

     Being a woman in a man run world often times I don’t get the attention or respect I crave. When I do get attention, especially from the other sex, it’s not the type I want. Other men notice me for my looks, not my mind or personality, and other women are always judging me. Yet suddenly everyone is acting as though they weren’t that way just because it is my eighteenth birthday. The birthday that makes me considered a young woman ready to be courted. 

     I sighed and looked around the room. Both of my aunts, other people on my mother’s side of the family, my siblings, Hercules and his family, and the Burrs, even though my father wasn’t particularly pleased to see them, were mingling throughout the room. It was kind of strange to see all these people here just to celebrate my birthday.

     ‘(Y/n)’ I heard my mother’s voice distinctly, the only thing was is that I heard it in my head. I snapped my head in my mother’s direction to see her smiling. ‘(Y/n).’ She said, not really, again without her lips moving. I was hearing her speak inside of my mind. ‘Holt shit! What the fuck?!’ I thought in alarm. ‘Watch your language young lady! Such crude words are not ladylike!’ My mother mentally scolded me, a scowl settling on her face.

     ‘What’s going on?’ I managed to pull a smile as someone looked towards me, thoroughly covering up my shock. ‘You’ve come of age and now it’s my time to pass on my knowledge to you, my oldest daughter. When I was your age my mother did the same thing.’ My mother started with a fond smile. ‘What knowledge?’ I asked as I turned away, looking for a chair to sit in. I was starting to feel lightheaded because of all this.

     Spotting a chair at another end of the room I crossed over to it, sitting down gingerly. ‘The fact that all women can telepathically communicate. It is one of the reasons we so easily know what’s going on with each other. That’s how I knew you made out with Mr. Jefferson’s son earlier today. His wife told me telepathically as we passed each other today out in town.’ Mom explained, a smirk growing on her face  as horror sunk in. ‘Please don’t tell Daddy, I’ll be dead if he knows. He’d ground me for life, then go and kill Henry!’ I silently pleaded.

     ‘Don’t worry about it. Just make sure you don’t tell anyone younger than you about this ability. And you better not tell any guys about this ability or your father finding out about Henry will be the least of your worries.’ Mother threatened before smiling. ‘Have fun.’ She told me before turning to Aunt Angelica and starting up a conversation. 

     ‘Hey (Y/n)! I assume your mother just told you about our ability. At least it’d make sense seeing all the emotions that showed on your face.’ Theo’s voice made itself present in my head. And here we go again. I don’t think I like this ability, seeing as now other women have two different ways of talking to me now. ‘So... what’s going on with you and Henry Jefferson? I saw you and him making out earlier. Were you ever going to tell me? I hope so, seeing that I’m your best friend.’ Does everyone know about it?! At this rate my father will find out!

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Mommy Please

Paring: John Laurens x reader

AU: Modern

A/N: This is based off Mars Blackmon a character Anthony Ramos plays as on the show She’s gotta have it. If you haven’t seen it, its on netflix and I suggest watching but warning theres a lot of sex. Anyways this imagine is inspired by his character but I’m gonna call him Anthony and not Mars because not everyone is familiar with the show. OKAY LETS BEGIN

Warning: Slight mommy kink, nothin too cringe worthy tho, fluff.

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You were currently giving Anthony the silent treatment after he made an idiot comment on why females wear makeup. You sat on the couch watching netflix eating popcorn as Anthony watched you from afar with puppy dog eyes.

He didn’t mean to offend you, its just the way he phrased his statement was terrible and it sounded misogynistic. He was really sorry but you’ve literally been giving him the silent treatment all day. Not letting him speak to you, kiss you, or even touch you for matter of fact.

You reached the bottom of the bowl and pouted looking down when you realized there was nothing left, only kernels. You sighed getting up pausing the show to wash the bowl out. You could’ve thrown it in the sink but you hate when dishes pilled up. You tossed out the kernels into the trash, walked over to the sink and began rinsing the bowl out. You hesitated for a second as you heard Anthony speak up again.

He, knowing that he was wrong, gave you all the time and space he could away from him but he was tired of the treatment and simply wanted to hold you at this point. “Y/n I’m sorry,” he apologized stepping into the kitchen but you didn’t acknowledge his presence.

“I know,” you quickly said not wanting to speak anymore continuing to wash the bowl.

“Oh it’s like that baby girl,” he joked. Your back was facing him so he couldn’t see the small smile appear on your face. You always did love when Anthony gave nicknames, but you couldn’t break. “Mommy you win,” he pouted.

“Leave me alone Anthony,” you spoke up again for the second time in a while today. He saw that as you finally responding so now he’s definitely not going to leave you alone.

“Mommy please,” he begged with a grin. “Mommy please mommy! Mommy mommy please,” he begged like a child walking up to you wrapping his arms around your waist. This time you didn’t push him away. This to him also meant progress. His warm body pressed against yours, he loved the feeling. “Mommy I’m sorry mommy,” he said kissing your neck making you giggle.

“You’re impossible Anthony,” you smiled.

“What the heck I gotta do, to be with you?” he sang leaning over, stopping you from washing the bowl just to kiss you on the lips.

“Well,” you dragged out, putting the bowl in the sink and fully turning around to face Anthony still in his grasp. “Don’t make comments in areas where you can’t relate or hold a valid argument”

“Deal,” He smiled down at you letting his arms loosely hang on your hips making your heart flutter.

“And another kiss,” you pouted with puppy dog eyes.

“I’ll kiss you but don’t do that with ya eyes. The innocent look turns me on and you know that,” he huffed pecking you on the lips.

“Well dont be a dick and maybe I wont tease yours,” you said humming at the end of your statement.

“Fine,” he pouted and you gave him another kiss to fix his frown. In which he did in seconds.

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Hamilton Characters As Things I’ve Said/Done

Hamilton : “Hey, you never know. I could be gay and only dating you so people thought otherwise.”

Lafayette : “I can rap faster than I can offend someone.”

Hercules : *wears gown, tiara, and sparkly heels out to the park when it’s 100 degrees out*

Laurens : “I wake up at three A.M. in cold sweat to jot down how much I love my dogs.”

Jefferson : “Have you ever looked in the mirror and thought ‘damn.’”

Madison : “Oh, cough cough, bitch.”

Eliza : “You can’t break up with me! I quit!”

Angelica : “Free for all, losers! He’s mine!”

Peggy : “My arms are practically bulging with muscles from combing my hair.”

Maria : “Heterosexuality? I’ve never heard of such a thing.”

Seabury : “Oh, my god! She’s verbally attacking me!”

Washington : “I’d lie and say I’d be the mom of this group but everyone knows I’d be the hammered aunt.”

Burr : *shows report card to friends* “You don’t understand! I’m an Asian, not a Dsian.”