#live laf love

[aeteut]

sirius is soo silly for believing remus is the traitor and still loving him so much, not leaving him or telling anyone

By likeafunerall, and reposted with permission.

[sea-myg]

Sometimes I think I was just meant to love people and see them for who they are but not have them stay in my life forever. It's like being a mountaineer I climb a mountain and I am so grateful for the view, the sunlight, the orange sky, the clouds, the trees, the beautiful birds, the cool wind on my cheeks but I know I cannot make a home here on this peak, I have to get back , but I am so grateful to be able to see such a beautiful sight and I will miss it forever and I will write about it and think about it when I am having tea and it will leave me with a bittersweet feeling, my chest all warm a half smile on my face and my eyes teary.

[dragoninahumancostume]

85 things I love in Hamilton:

When a line of a song repeats on another song but slightly different or the exact same in a slightly different context or the exact same with the same context ("Look around look around" by Eliza vs by Alex, "I'm helpless" in Helpless vs Non-stop vs Say no to this)

The way it sounds like Lin is spitting on the P's in "My time's uP, wise uP, eyes uP"

How everyone agrees that Lafayette let his hair loose after Yorktown and that if he put it on a ponytail again Hamilton would react the same way Doofenschmirtz does with Perry and his hat

Everyone seems to agree Laurens should go running to be with Angelica, Eliza and Maria when they sing "Me? I loved him"

Daveed Diggs

The historical inaccuracy making songs even better (example: "How the sausage gets made" sung in 1790's when sausages were brought in the 1800's. Philip dying before the election of 1800 and in July when he actually died in November of 1801. Burr being Charles' second.)

Being able to tell which song is which even when they start off the same (alexander hamilton, guns and ships and winter's ball) by slight differences

"Can we agree that duels are dumb and immature?" *sends a letter wanting to duel* "All he had to do was die. We ought give it a try." *kills Alex*

"I was chosen for the constitutional convention! :D"

Aaron's voice and expressions

"Wheeeee!" -Charles Lee

Animatics vs The actual musical (example: the king dancing in the animatic, him standing with a death stare in the musical)

Hamilton being happy he finally has friends

The dance in My Shot

Lafayette and Hercules dancing

Hercules showing off his pants

Lafayette flexing his muscles

John Laurens screaming passionately in the "shout it from the rooftops" part

Angelica's voice and expressions

John looking like he's checking Ham out

The difference between the musical and the studio recording, specifically the pauses that for me sound like they're trying to regain some breath to continue singing

Hercules as the flower girl

The foreshadowing (?) ("I may not live to see our glory" *dies*/ *doesn't count to ten in French* *dies because his opponent didn't count to ten*)

Peggy getting distracted by John in Schuyler Sisters

"my dog speaks more eloquently than thee"

"You don't have the votes ha-ha-ha"

Ham stopping his dance and fixing his jacket when Philip enters in Helpless

King George literally spitting in You'll be back

*Philip dies, Ham is mourning* "Can we get back to politics 🙄. Who you gon' vote for?"

When they're waiting for their turn on the song (Ham behind the king before Right Hand Man. John and Laf on the stairs behind Washington in "Your excellency, sir")

Washington's voice

The backup dancers they're literally so good

Ham: making a plan. Hercules: BRAH

Ham pushing Laf away so he could talk with Angelica

HAMILTON WROTE THE OTHER 51

[keithpaladin05]

Poly hamilsquad x reader sickfic

It was a quiet morning in the middle of November. You woke up to a pounding headache, piercing stomach pains, and a dry, sore throat. You writhed around on the bed, willing the pain to go away. Your eyes welled up with tears and you whimpered in pain. “Mmm babygirl?” John whispered as he yawns and rolls over to face you. He sees your eyes welling up with tears and your face scrunched up in pain. “Hey, baby come here” he cooed as you put your head into the crook of his neck. “I-it hurts s-so bad” you sobbed into his neck as you tightly grasped his shirt. “Shhhhh where’s it hurt baby girl?” “My head, s-stomach and t-throat.” You whimpered out. John kissed your forehead and leaned over you to shake Laf awake. “Laf, hey, wake up babe.” Laf stirred and opened his eyes slowly. “What’s going on?” He asked sleepily. “Baby girl is sick” John said sadly as he rubbed your back. “Aww mon amour come here” he cooed and kissed your shoulder. He then placed the back of his hand against your forehead and hummed in disapproval. “You have a fever lovie” you whine and cuddle into Laf’s chest. “I’ll go find some medicine” John says as he climbed over Herc, waking him in the process. He grumbles but stops once he sees the state you’re in. “Awww honey” he coos as you look at him sadly with a pained look on your face. “H-hurts s-so b-bad” you croaked and your eyes welled up with tears again from the pain. “I know baby, I know” Herc said sadly as he moved closer and kissed your unusually warm forehead.

A few minutes later John comes back in with some pain pills, a glass of water, and some tea. “We probably should wake up Alex so he knows what’s going on” John says as he sits by your feet, rubbing your calf soothingly. John then stood up and shook Alex awake gently. “Baby, wake up. (Y/n) is sick” John said. Alex immediately woke up to that and sat up concerned. “Is she okay? Where is she?” He asked frantically as he looked around the room and spotted you cuddled in between Laf and Herc. “Awww lovely, what’s got you so sick, hmm?” You just shrug and let out a tearful sniffle. “I-I don’t know” you mumbled and snuggled your face into Herc’s shoulder. “Try and go back to sleep honey” Herc said quietly and stroked your hair. You nodded and closed your eyes.

Around an hour later you woke up feeling worse than before. Your stomach was churning painfully, and your head felt like it was going to explode. You then felt the vomit coming up your throat and you ran to the bathroom. You didn’t have time to shut or lock the door so of course the guys heard you. You heard Laf come into the bathroom and he sat down behind you. “Shhhh mon amour just let it all out” he soothed as he tied your hair back and rubbed your back soothingly. Once you were finished you leaned back into his chest in a fit of sobs. “H-hurts” you said in between sobs. “I know baby, I know” he whispered as he rubbed your stomach in soothing circles. “Lets clean you up then we’ll go snuggle on the couch” he says as he wipes your mouth with a cloth and picks you up bridal style. He brings you to the couch and lays you down with your head on Alex’s lap while he typed away on his laptop. “Feeling any better babe?” He asked while stroking your hair. You shook your head no and nuzzled your face into his stomach. Alex looked at you sadly and went back to typing.

~time skip~

It was around 5pm now and you were currently laying on top of John’s chest on the couch watching a movie you couldn’t remember the name of as you were in a fever induced daze. Herc brought you some more medicine about 30 minutes prior but you still felt just as sick as this morning. John noticed you dazing with a blank and tired look on your face and rubbed your back in soothing circles. “Go to sleep baby” he said softly and pulled the blanket up to your neck. You closed your eyes and wrapped your arms around his waist.

Around an hour later the rest of the boys had all joined you in the living room for a chill movie night. You were sitting in between John and Laf, with Herc on the reclining chair and Alex on his lap. There was pizza on the coffee table and you were happily munching away.

“You feeling better love?” Laf asks as he puts his arm around you.

“A little, thanks to all of you” you swipe happily and put your head on his shoulder, happy to have your boys.

[aanoia]

Pretty in the Moonlight

Thomas Jefferson x reader

Summary; just missing your boyfriend and him missing you

Warnings; broken glass, cheesy Thomas

Words; idkk

I wrote this forever ago

Requests are welcome and encouraged!

Baby😘

y’know ur rly pretty, we should go out sometime

r u high again

highly in love with u

u do the cutest things

like what

exist

I smiled at my phone as I sat on my couch. I stared at what my boyfriend of almost a year said to me, happiness blooming in my heart. My phone dinged as another message came through.

Sick Boi 🤒🤧

are you texting him rn

like currently

?

wha

thomas, r u texting thomas rn

yes

dude he’s smiling at his phone mad hard rn

stop, my heart

i’m not kidding he’s smiling so much

I shut my phone off and squealed, kicking my legs into the air. Fast footsteps came down the hall to reveal the youngest Schuyler sister.

“What is it? What happened?” She asked quickly.

“Come here,” I motioned her over as her sister came behind her. Peggy sat next to me whereas Angelica and Eliza stood behind the couch, peering over our shoulders.

I opened my phone to show them the texts. Big smiles grew on their faces as they read Thomas’ texts, and then Peggy started squealing when she read James’.

“Oh my god, y/n, Jeffersons in love with you,” Angelica commented with a big smile.

“By the looks of it the feeling is reciprocated as well,” Eliza teased and I smiled, hiding my red face in my sweater paws.

Thomas’ sweater. I remember when he purposely ordered it a size too big for him (for my bigger girls who think they won’t fit into his sweatshirt, don’t sweat it, he needs bigger sizes for his big muscles and he likes his sweatshirts big on him as well, don’t worry about that my loves, body positivity) so it’d be baggy on me.

“Omg, you should go see him!” Peggy said excitedly, “When was the last time you left the dorm? You’ve been so busy studying, you haven’t had time to see him. He’s probably so emo about it,” She said quickly and I laughed.

“Okay, I’ll go see him,” I stood from the couch as the sisters dispersed and walked to my room. I put on a pair of sweatpants over my shorts because it was cold outside, and just slipped my slides over my socks. The combo might look horrible but it’s so comfortable.

I stepped out of the door, immediately shivering at the cold night air as I closed it. I could see my breath in the air as I looked at the moon and the stars, slightly smiling at the sight before my eyes. I truly am grateful it’s a sight I get the privilege to see anytime when the clouds aren’t out and concealing its beauty. The leaves on the trees sang as the wind passed through them, every once in a while a leaf would fall, signaling that winter was coming soon.

As I neared Thomas’ dorm room I heard voices inside, the dumbest thing the school’s done was put Thomas Jefferson and Alexander Hamilton in the same dorm room. I went up to the door and decided to silently walk in instead of knocking. The boys were arguing in the living room area of the dorm as James was trying not to have a coughing fit on the couch and Aaron was sitting at the island holding his head in his hands. John was nowhere to be found so I assumed he was next door with Laf and Hercules.

I silently walked over to the fridge, waving to Aaron who immediately noticed I was there. I grabbed a glass from the drying mat and quietly pulled the milk from the fridge, I barely paid attention to the fight that was happening as I poured my milk. I turned around and walked towards the island but tripped over something, in an attempt to not step on whatever I tripped on, I dropped the glass of milk. The glass shattered against the ground, successfully catching the attention of everyone in the room.

I gave them a sheepish smile, “Hi?”

“Darlin’, when did you get here?” Thomas asked, frozen in place.

“Like, two minutes ago. Now, where is the broom?”

Aaron pointed to the corner where the trash can was and I nodded as a silent thank you. Before I got the broom, I bent down and picked up the culprit for the tripping. John’s turtle.

“Here, I’ll put him in his enclosure,” Aaron offered and I smiled at him, handing the turtle over to him.

I went to get the broom, but Thomas ran and beat me there.

“Let me get that for you.” He said and I rolled my eyes, grabbing onto the broom, but he didn’t let go.

“Thomas, I made the mess.”

“It’s my dorm, and I’m stronger than you. I win."

I rolled my eyes again and defiantly let go. I began searching for a rag to clean the milk up with as he swept up the glass. Alexander threw something at me and I smiled at the rag in my hands.

“Thanks, dickhead.”

“Anytime, asshole."

After Thomas swept the glass I quickly wiped up the milk. Once I put the rag in the sink arms immediately wrapped around my waist.

“Hello, baby." I said quietly with a smile.

“I missed you.” He whispered in my neck, sending shivers down my spine.

“I’ve missed you too, my love.”

“I wanna go on a walk with you,” He mumbled.

“Okay, let’s go.” I gently unwrapped his arms from my waist and he reluctantly left my side to slip his shoes on.

Once he put them on he opened the door and gestured for me to exit. I did and he followed after me, quietly closing the door so as to not wake anyone. He held my cold hand, warming it up as we walked.

We walked in silence until we sat on a bench, looking up at the moon.

It was quiet until his voice cut through the air.

“Has anyone ever told you that your eyes sparkle in the moonlight?”

I looked at him beside me and smiled, “No, no one has ever told me that. And that's really cheesy.”

He tucked a piece of hair behind my ear (if you have long enough hair for that), “Shame on them. You’re so beautiful in the moonlight. And I love cheese so that's okay.”

“As are you, Thomas, and yes, cheese is delicious.” I responded as his face neared mine.

Our lips met in a soft kiss, his hand touched my cheek. My heart’s rhythm synced with his and our lips moved together perfectly, his thumb gently caressed my cheek, and my arm wrapped around the back of his neck. We pulled back for air, our foreheads resting against each other.

“I love you so much, mon amour.” He whispered.

“I love you too.” I whispered back with a smile.

[mel-loly]

-I really didn't want to talk about it anymore, because remembering it is really painful, even if everything has passed, it still hurts... All the fights I heard, all the tears I let fall, all my heart in pieces.. It was all very painful...

And don't worry, I didn't come to talk about that, I didn't come to make a post to vent, but rather to thank those who took a little bit of their time to support me in a post I was going through a very difficult time...

There were few people, but these people and their words were enough to give me the strength to continue, even with that unbearable pain in my heart that was already broken.. This continuing made me who is here now, making and writing this post, in the form of gratitude, made me still live and not give up on who I can still improve in the future. It made me feel like... The pain hurts, but it's okay, an hour will pass, things will change, and these changes will make you better and happier.

And.. Well... Thank you all, thank you to: @aesopsbaby, @nysnextd00r, @edgywithaheart and @laf-e-taffy to write these messages, they not only helped me but MADE me better and be here, again, posting and having fun with everyone. I love you, my dear ones💛

[laf-outloud]

https://www.tumblr.com/laf-outloud/735629084520022016/unpopular-opinion-or-maybe-not-idk-the-shows

I totally see where Anon is coming from about the bunker, but I actually liked it. I think, they’d been travelling with no true base, and no Bobby’s anymore, for 7+ years. For me, it was okay to have a change. I liked this change better than the season 7 approach of taking everything away from them. What bugged me the most about the bunker was as how unutilized the different areas were. Sam and Dean are the most incurious people ever. They didn’t even know they had a garage for like a year. It was sort of wasted on them.

I also hate that some fans wanted them to invite everyone and their dog to come live with them once they had the bunker. That would have been the absolute worst. It was bad enough we had Apocilypse work hunters cluttering up the place. Best thing AU Michael ever did was kill most of them.

What bothered me more was how often the guys just fell back to pretending to be FBI. It was so lazy. I wish they had more variety in who they pretended to be.

I do agree it took some of the interest out of the show to have them just use the bunker for research (and just be FBI most of the time).

I loved the design of the bunker and all the different rooms were really cool, but yeah, it would have been fun to see other rooms utilized more than just once (like the man cave, the armory, or the shooting range.

I just really missed the trips to the different libraries, reading newspapers, you know, the analog stuff, lol!

(Full on agree about the AU hunters, though. I kept waiting for Sam and Dean to kick them out of their home!)

I can understand sticking with one alias (in their world), but see how that could get boring as a viewer. Another thing that changed was them having unlimited funds (I believe through Charlie). They still hustled, but it was mostly for fun and not because they were broke.

Basically, it's all the little things I suppose that contributed to the changing vibe of SPN, so much so that by the end, we ended up with ghosts in the daylight, Dean tapdancing, and the guys acting like idiots because apparently their skills were God-given rather than honed throughout their lives. (Sorry... S15 rant came out!)

And yet, I still watched because the early seasons established such a strong relationship between Sam and Dean that you couldn't help but see it through to the end.

[on-partiality]

Hi, I’ve been curious about Hercules Mulligan’s inclusion in the Rev Set ever since I have seen posts saying that one of the other aids like Meade and Tilgman or Tallmadge (if Herc was added solely for spy stuff) would have been a better choice. Id love to hear your thoughts on this.

Also, (terribly sorry if this insults any Mullette shippers) but do you know why people ship Mullette? (Correct me if I’m wrong) but these two have had zero historical relations. In addition, I don’t remember from the last time I saw musical but if you do, what was Laf and Herc’s relationship onstage?

So sorry about this super long ask. I just felt like you would be the best person to ask. Tysm and I hope you have a wonderful day!😊

Aw, this is such a cool question! And you're really nice, anon! I wish you the best! I would also like to make it very clear right now to anyone else who wants to send me a long ask. I love long asks. They give me more to ramble about!

When I was first getting into studying the real history behind the musical two years ago, this same thing confused me heaps. Mainly because we have no proof that Lafayette or Laurens ever even met Mulligan, let alone became good friends with him and he wasn't particularly close to Hamilton either for most of the war (I mean, in the continental army, he would've barely seen Hamilton, and the other aides would have been around him all day). Hamilton lived with him when he was in college, and they got along really well, had fun late-night conversations, just overall were great friends who influenced eachother in positive ways and Mulligan's chats with him definitely made young Hamilton more enthusiastic about the revolutionary cause. Additionally, Hercules Mulligan was part of his artillery company, The Hearts Of Oak or the Corsicans - Mulligan's the whole reason why we know the story of 18 year old Hamilton stealing British cannons with his volunteers is because of the recount of that night that Mulligan later wrote - however, for the rest of the war they just didn't interact with one another much.

They had their separate jobs, and they did them well. Hamilton was confined to his own quaters and the aide-de-camp tent, Mulligan was hanging around British camps and the battlefield doing exactly what Hamilton wanted to do. The relationship between the two was completely different from how Hamilton, Laurens, and Lafayette were through most of the war. Working together, seeing each other just about every other day, creating the same drafts and plans; Especially Laurens and Hamilton as Lafayette got some more 'exciting' jobs because of his rank as a Major General. But out of the bunch, Mulligan really sticks out like a sore thumb, historically the group was called the gay trio and for a good 3 quaters of the war it was just them all together. So why on earth would Lin Manuel Miranda add a fourth to the trio? It very well could be that like you said, he wanted everyone in the main group to have a different role that was integral to how the Continental army ran (Lafayette commanding, Hamilton writing, Laurens battling (?) and Mulligan spying) but I ended up reaching the conclusion that because the musical starts in 1776 while Hamilton was still in college - in the musical at least, presumably, but because of the way events are swapped around with eachother and happen at all the wrong times it's a bit difficult to tell what time things happened in the musical like I believe that when it starts Hamilton's meant to be in college and not yet a soldier however Hamilton left college to make his militia thing in 1775 and he stole the cannons in 1775 however the musical shows this happening after Aaron Burr, Sir and at the start if that song they make it very clear that it's meant to be 1776 which also means that Hamilton and Mulligan should've already known each other, I digress, I could ramble about how the way the musical timeline is makes no sense for years - , they wanted to show someone who was really important to him at that age, and they just kept him with the group for the rest of the show to avoid confusion as to why he disappeared or so that they wouldn't have to introduce another character (like why they used Jefferson instead of Monroe for the Reynolds pamphlet).

I don't know about using Tallmadge as a substitute though, given that I haven't read of any interactions between him and Hamilton or him and Laurens historically, I haven't read of any between him and Lafayette either, but it seems more likely that they would've spoken given Lafayette's position as a major general. It's entirely possible that the trio had heard of him but never actually met him given that I believe that I read somewhere that the whole trio knew of the Culper Spy Ring and a lot of what they would've heard to do with the Culper Spy Ring would have related to Benjamin Tallmadge in some way or other because he was the co-founder of the group. Meade and Tilghman would be good to swap Mulligan for, but then it doesn't make sense that he was talking to them in college (although Laurens and Lafayette didn't meet Hamilton when he was 19 either and like I mentioned earlier, Mulligan should have already known him so with the logic of the Hamilton musical they could be in the main group, yes). If my theory is correct then it would make sense why none of the more historically accurate quadrios were chosen, if they wanted someone who was close to Hamilton in his college years who still fought in the revolutionary war; then Mulligan would've been a great fit.

I'm going to guess that Mullette is one of those ships where people went, 'Hmm, I have ships for every other character but these too, and they seem close enough (in the musical that is), so I'll pair them together!'. Y'know, one of those pair-the-spares kind of things that people who are really into shipping do. Additionally. I believe you're correct; it has to have been an 100% musical fandom ship originally because if there was even just a little bit of historical evidence to back it up, then we'd know for a fact that Lafayette and Mulligan knew each other. Oh, and as someone who has seen the musical rather recently (late may last year) in the show, Lafayette and Mulligan didn't interact much, but they did come across as good friends and for some very creative people, those crumbs of interactions are enough to develop whole stories and relationships and I applaud those people, the way they create so much out of so little is amazing. Personally, I don't like any ships that don't have even a semblance of historical backing because I'm definitely an amrev fan before I'm a Hamilton musical fan (I still love the musical, I just value the real history more). People can like what they like though; I won't judge.

I'll always think Mullette's funny because here in Australia recently it's become a trend again for young boys and men to get mullets and I can't read the name without thinking of some crazy looking mullets that I've seen. Thanks for the ask, Anon! It was super fun to answer :D

Sincerely,

O-P/Milly

(I apologise if I come across as rude, I've struggled with tones my whole life)

[lady-of-the-upside-down]

Notes on Hamilton International Tour (Manila, Oct 28, 2023 matinee)

No list of who specifically in the cast was on for the day, the programme only had the full cast list.

Act 1 notes

-Deep voices, deep voices everywhere

-They kept the “Laurens I like you a lot” line for international!

-I love the lighting! Some of the lights even create polygons

-Laurens was so drunk by the start of the toast

-Angelica had such a pretty voice

-Everyone enjoyed the King. YBB was delivered in such an angry incel kind of way

-“I’m so blue” *the King stomps and the lighting turns blue*

-The transitions during the wedding and toast are so beautiful and smooth, it almost felt magical

-DOUBLE SPINNING FLOOR

-Burr’s “How does a—-“ narrations really reek of his jealousy

-Desr Theodosia was so so good, mmm the vocals

-Some USA-specific references weren’t that understood by the audience, understandably

-Washington’s voice is so perfect for the role, I love him.

-The war scenes were so well choreographed I loved them!

-I can sometimes hear undertones of the actors trying to approximate the OBC’s voices, especially with some of Alexander’s lines

Act 2 notes

-Jefferson had no drawl (he had some tiny French accent as Laf tho)

-Sally didn’t show the letter near Jefferson, instead she held it above her head like she wanted Jefferson to work for it to read

-“Whatever the hell it is you do at MON-TI-TELLO!”

-“These ~VIRGINIAUUUGHNS~ are birds of a feather!”

-Philip was as fun as usual, and also he’s taller than his dad

-“Angelica tell my wife Vice President’s not a real job anyway” earned a lot of laughs because we currently have a shitty VP (Look up “Sara Duterte Confidential Funds”)

-Say No To This, oh boy (They kept all the scenes for international!)

-Congress is fighting over where to put the capital: “GEORGIA!”

-Daddy’s calling got a lot of laughs

-The King was as insane as ever, shifting from sad to angry to jolly. What Comes Next was fun

-That was my wife you decided to fuuu- got laughs

-The Philip death arc still brought me to tears even if I already listened to it a million times before

-Someone said out loud “Aaron Burr is a loser!” after election of 1800

-“Weehawken” became “Jersey”

-I love the choreography during Ham’s duel monologue, it was so creatively done

-WLWDWTYS was Emotional for sure

Thoughts

The overall pacing was really like as if you were listening on a music app, save for some instrumental interludes and some lines of dialogue. Some of the songs had parts that were slowed down for some actors’ own spins, such as the Laf/Jeff actor going a bit slower in some of the lines.

Admittedly the Angelica actress overshadowed Eliza a bit but tbh it kinda fits, with her being the “leader” amongst the three.

Overall it was a magical experience, and the seven-year wait really paid off. I have been a big fan of Hamilton since I was in high school, and now I’m on my last year of university. It really felt so rewarding to be able to watch this.

This cast was composed of actors from varying places, mostly Australian and American. I really recommend checking out this international tour as they were really a blast to watch, and definitely live up to—even exceed—expectations. Their next stop after November is Singapore iirc.

[everythingbutresolved]

The Worst Haim Fic Ever

Fictional!Hamish Linklater x f!reader

Rating: Horny Teenager

Summary: Let's break the writing dry spell with something so bad it will self destruct when you have finished reading it shall we?

Warnings: Grammar? What is it? Abuse of Zeta Gen talk. Reader is a a hamfam mutual and Haim has several nicknames, gratuitous descriptions of the male body, unprotected sex, moron dirty talk.

Notes: Thank you so much for the love in the past year, I'm trying to love back and be more productive, I just wanted to share the silliest thing that popped in my mind...enjoy 😜

ur sitting at home in ur pjs all comfy with half edible left from the tray you baked for the weekend.

Ur dog and you are watching netflix eating only red m&m’s talking to the friendz in your phone when u hear a knock at ur door. u get up and spill all the candies on the floor but don’t worry cuz u already gulped down all the red and yellow choco, but carry your puppy with u because you didnt order anything from amazong in like 3 days so your four legged friend might have to scare an intruder. u open the door and it’s the hottest man ever

 Hummus Longlater

u almost drop on your butt bcz you were just talking to your mutuals in barks and meows how much u need to climb that human palmtree covered in chocolate fudge. U say “Drop gorgeous Daddy Legend wtf ya doin here?” But that piece of licorice bats his eye hair so quickly u fall back on the couch while ur doggo goes and pack his toys cuz he's going with him.

“Hey babygirl” Hamosh sais, leaning on ur doorframe, revealing he is wearing nothing but a white vest two sizes down a toddler and the tightest jeans ever sold by those gud bois at Levi’s. A “Look I know I’m your bias and that I always munch on it, and finally my Zaddy whiskers r too drenched in fandom juice to keep ignoring them. The fire has spread and reached my cheeks missus.”

ur like “omg !! Im not wearing any makeup!! Or pants!! Oh skinny legend u’re so father, periodt!!!”  but he just lafs at that because tahts what he likes about u. “ya girl i know thats why im heer. I’m mad lit on god no god no cap. Drip drip. I heard u enjoy eating junk food and getting your junk food ate out. Do u wanna rip my pants and eat me up gurl? Leave no crumbs baby.”

And saying that he loafs in to your house, tripping over doggo when he refuses to hover his naked feet. “i like your trash panda” “don’t scratch him under his ear or he’ll hump ur leg till tomorrow” U say before smushing your face into his. He smells like old spice and tastes like pumpkin donut and matcha latte. You untangle your tongues only to ask “Hammac glorious, your foot is always on my neck daddy, but I have to ask, r u real or is the weed they sold me pretty fire?”

Ur pup gives you  stern look and plops on his furry ass and ur sure he says “human im petotaly serious don0t parse this or ill foist on you three gens of my litters – mine and the raccoon that lives under the porch”

Himbo grabs ur sweaty ass and says “The way u scratch ur armpits called me like a charm and i just had to come get a taste of this sweet sweet potato couch.” He stretches his vest over his head, his eyes are the color of the hazelnut frosted chocolate brownie you had this morning. “well? U got me like La-La-La baby, wanna sit on my face or what ?”“duh,” u spit, moving puppy aside. “I love you down Mr. H” His chest is smooth with baby oil when you slide ur hands on it. He has huge hands that scoop under ur ass and throw you on the bed and rip of your pjs. Ur android goes flying out the pocket, probsbly never to be seen again. U have the time to chant “You’r our beloved, and u have us in a chokehold!” then is on top of you fast, pinnning you to the bed, slopply groping under ur shirt for ur boobs that bounce boobily. He chokes u with his socks that smells like socks but u kinda think thats hot. His jeans sway to the floor and skitter away, leaving him in his boxers he got for christmas in 2003. His heft is huge, huger than his hands. It snaps the elastic and elicopter it for a ful minute until u’re hypnotized. “dont worry babygurl this will help u get it all in” he grabs ur legs and throws them over his shoulder and massages ur pussy until u scream and snatch his fingers up your coochie like the dyson ur mom gave u for xmas.

“omg Mr. H that was nom-nom delish how r u so good at pumpussy??!” you gasp gasplessly

“since I’m in my assembly period my strengths multiplied, now I can make u cum with just a flex of my massive eyebrows watch this” and with that he hoola-hoops his hairy caterpillars and makes u *O* a few more times “ r u ready baby gril?”

“yes Zaddy!” 

He likes that. He ate that up a compliment and had u GAG, while ur cunt eats it all up. U can see urself cumming in the reflex of his caramel pudding eyes. He moans so loud the neighbors think ur killing someone and get more popcorns. U scream obscenities and fuck and cum and fuck and cum all over the apartment. Ur doggo has found ur phone and is taking a video to send ur besties later. The couch rols over from so much fuckng and cumming. Hammamet keeps gong flexing his infinite thighs becuz yours gave up. He doesn't unload until the very end when he climbs on the bedframe and showers u singing Sweet Home Carolina. U almost drown.

“wow mr Hamigo thank u” u say. Talking makes cum gush off ur hair

“ur welcom. Btw I gotta go now.” He swishes in his jeans like a well grased seal and moves to ur side of the bed. U start crying for the sudden loss of his massive cock. “Hamandbacon I thought you were different but ur like everyone else, mid.”

He looks into ur eyes and lovingly swipes some cum from your face.

“I don’t get it. I just gave u the best camping of ur life”

“And now ur fleeing”  

He lafs u off “I have 47 more friendly stops after this, don’t be greedy babgurl” U bat ur sticky palms with joy, meanwhile your familiar retrieves ur phone for U so you can give a head up to your mutuals – get ready with water and lube.

@littleredwritingcat this is for you bestie

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No one asked. But here’s a LaF spoiler :) Little Millie and her dad (not that she knows that’s who he really is)

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It’s messy. As I have a process, but yeah.... lol

“Don’t deny it, mom!  Don’t lie! I know it’s true! (address Tyler, lowering her voice to a harsh whisper. “She’s lying, you know.  She really DOES have a big fat crush on you.  She didn’t say it, but it’s pretty obvious.  I can TELL. Every time she looks at you, her eyes go all sparkly and her cheeks get all pink. And when talks about you to Abuela…”

“How would you know what I talk about with Abeula, Little Miss Nosy Pants.   I always make sure you’re asleep before I talk about things like that.”

“Mom, come on. How long have you known me?  You KNOW I pretend to be asleep. A LOT.”

“So you can spy on people. And hear things not meant for little ears. If you don’t just cut to the chase and find out about breakfast…”

“What are you going to do? Nothing. Your threats don’t work, momma. They have no power here.”

“Amelia Grace… “Fine…fine…”  (He hears the resolved sigh of surrender and can picture the dramatic eye roll accompanying it;  evidence of exasperation that she’d inherited from her mother.  And it while he’s still trying to wrap his head around his daughter’s very existence, it’s extremely humbling; knowing that despite all his mistakes and regrets and messiness, the universe not only brought Esme back into his life, but had trusted him enough to allow him to be a dad again. ) “Tyler? Are you still there?”

“I am.”

“Can you? Come to breakfast? With momma and me? I know you’re probably really tired and need sleep, but you gotta eat too, right?”

“I AM pretty hungry.”

“I really want you to come to breakfast. I have LOTS of questions.  About Australia. That’s where you’re from, right?”

“That’s where I’m from.”

“I wanna know EVERYTHING.  Especially about kangaroos and koalas and those really big spiders! I love those. Abuela helped me write all my questions down. I CAN write, though.  Like my name and phone number and mom’s name and  where I live.  And tons of animals and other things I like. But there’s a lot of bigger words I’m not too sure about and need help with.”

“If you’ve got questions, I’ve got the time.”

“And I picked out a really cool outfit to wear! I want you to see it!  It’s not my best dress, though. I’m saving that for our ice cream. You remember that, right? That you said we go for an ice cream date?”

[aeteut]

THE BLACK HEIR HAS BEEN DISOWNED

By likeafunerall, and reposted with permission.

My existence is a scandal. —Oscar Wilde

[twolittledemons]

Cecile, ramming the door down: I FINALLY FINISHED IT!!!

Sylvie: !??!?!?

Cecile: I FINALLY FINISHED KNITTING A SWEATER FOR PA!!!!

Sylvie: Oh, great! Can I see it?

Cecile: *holds up a very fluffy, bright purple sweater with yellow zigzags on the sleeves. the words “DEMON FUCKER” are on the front of it.*

Sylvie: Aww :)

Cecile: Imma go give it to him–

*in ze living room*

Cecile: *throws the sweater at Laf* GIFT FOR THE ✨PAPA✨

Laf: *picks up the sweater to look at it* *tearing up* Oh, ma fille, I love it!

George:

George: You need to be wearing that the next time Mom comes over–

[companionjones]

Bath Time

Requested by: @mothermeer-deactivated20170710

Request: Could I request a Lafayette x Reader where the reader is a single mom and doesn't thinks too highly of herself but Laf shows her just how much he loves her please?

Pairing: Modern!Lafayette x Mother!Reader

Fandom: Hamilton

Warnings: Google translate French, motherly self-doubt

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    “Y/n? Amour? Are you ho--”

    “Laffy Taffy!”

    Lafayette was greeted at your front door by an 8-year-old boy running up to him. Lafayette grinned at the boy. “William! Petit monsieur (little man)! How are you doing on this fine evening?”

    The boy shrugged, “I’m doing fine, but mom seems a little sadder than usual.”

    Concern pricked Gilbert. “Is that so?”

    A little solumely, the boy nodded.

    Setting in resolve without a second thought, Lafayette told William. “I’ll go talk to Y/n. You stay here and watch....Oo, Scooby-Doo! And it’s a great episode as well. Enjoy!”

    With William taken care of, Lafayette left the living room and entered the kitchen. There, he found you standing over the sink, presumably taking a break from washing the dishes. Lafayette cleared his throat to let you know he was in the room. When you didn’t respond, he slowly approached and leaned over you to turn off the water to the sink.

    That got your attention. “Oh, Oh my goodness. Hey, Laf. When did you get here?”

    “Just now, mon amour.” Lafayette gently looked you over. “Are you alright?”

    You shrugged off. “I’m doing fine. It’s taking me an hour to do the dishes, however.”

    Good, he thought, something physical he could do for you. “Is that so? Well, I am sure the dishes would be washed faster with two people washing them.” Using his hip, Laf scooched you out of the way.

    “Wait. No, Laf. That’s not what I meant,” you argued, “You don’t need to help me with this.”

    He shrugged, “That is true. But if I wasn’t standing here at the sink, then I would not be able to do this.” Lafayette splashed you with some soapy water.

    You jumped at the sudden contact. “Laf!” you laughed, and a mini-water-fight ensued as the two of you continued to do the dishes with only half of your attention on the chore.

    When the dishes were finally finished, water-war only broke out more. Your son William quickly got in on the fun.

    “Okay, okay,” you eventually put a stop to the fun, though a grin was still painted on your lips. “It’s getting late. Will, let’s go dry off and then you have to get to bed.”

    William was still giggling a little too. “Okay, Mom. Goodnight, Laffy Taffy!” He charged forward and hugged Gilbert again.

    “Bonne nuit, petit monsieur (Goodnight, little man),” Lafayette hugged the boy back before William pulled away and started tugging you by your hand toward his room. Lafayette told you, “I’ll stay here and clean up.”

    You wanted to turn him down again, but Gilbert nonchalantly waved you off. “Go. It is no problem.”

    By the time you made it back to the kitchen, it was ten minutes later, and Lafayette was finishing up drying the floor.

    “I’m sorry for the mess,” you apologized with a cringe.

    Lafayette shrugged it off. It was truly no problem. “Mon amour, I don’t mind. And I started the fight, nonetheless. I should be the one to clean up.”

    “Yeah, but it doesn’t seem fair. I-I’m responsible for the mess, too...” you trailed off because if you were to continue, tears would fall down your face. You turned away from Laf, and tried to calm down.

    He dropped what he was doing and rushed to you. “Mon amour, why are you crying?”

    “It’s just...Oh, sometimes I feel like such a failure!” you finally exploded. “I get so overwhelmed so often. Mothers shouldn’t be overwhelmed this much!” Yes, you were freaking out, but you were still keeping your voice low enough so you wouldn’t wake William.

    Lafayette took your hands in his. “Amour (Love), please, sit down. Take deep breaths.” He lead you over to your dining room table. “Now, I would like you to be honest with me. Do you really think other parents don’t get overwhelmed?”

    “They do, but--” you tried to argue.

    “Amour, parents are constantly unsure of themselves. Of that, I am sure. It comes with the job. You are not doing anything wrong. In fact, I believe that you are doing an amazing job.”

    Just hearing that last sentence was enough for your floodgates to open.

    “I am not lying, mon amour. I am so proud of you. You are doing a great job.” Lafayette was solid ground as you leaned into him. He rubbed your back comfortingly. “And as for young William’s bath...if you ask me, I would say the amount of soap and water that got on him tonight was enough for 2 baths, with some left over, perhaps.”

    That got you to chuckle for a little while. When you got your voice back, you leaned into Lafayette more. “Thank you so much, my love. I don’t know what i would do without you.”

    Gilbert smiled. “Oh, I believe you would be faring just as well as you are now. Maybe laughing a little less, but I also believe William would take care of that.”

    Again, you giggled.

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Author’s Note: Thank you for reading! Fill up that heart if you liked it. I would also appreciate a reblog, if you have the time. If you would like to read more, I have more stories over on my page. You should check it out. Have a nice day, night, or whatever time it is for you! <3 <3 <3

[laf-outloud]

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I think it’s hard for a show like the boys to have a long-lasting impact, or rewatchability, because of the characters, as well as what everyone else has been saying.

Supernatural was such a success because of Sam and Dean's brother love story. Period. And when the writing fell off, Jared and Jensen had done such a good job developing their relationship that people kept watching. To see them. They bring comfort, even when there is bat-shit crazy things going on with them or around them.

With the boys, yes there’s shock value, big stunts, and crazy crap happening. But, while some characters are really fun to watch (like Butcher or Kimiko). Few of them have many redeeming qualities. The characters range from sanctimonious, to hypocritical, to mean, to psychotic, with a very few who have endearing qualities. And even the endearing ones are insane. So, I don't think people even can get as invested in the characters because they are largely dicks. If characters don’t burrow their way into our hearts, we don’t feel the need to "check-in" with them constantly. I have characters I enjoy on TB, but I never really want to go back and just relax while I watch them again. I don’t think about them beyond when I’m watching them on screen, or discussing the show with someone. And, I only rewatch the show with reactors, so I can see how they are impacted.

Sam and Dean live rent free in my head often, when I’m not busy. TB characters, not so much.

Great point! Character likability can be a big determination when it comes to rewatching a show. If you find characters you connect with and can relate to, you want to spend time with them. It's like wanting to give a hug to Sam because you know he needs one, or playing along with Tony and Tim's antics on NCIS, or walking around Stars Hollow (and trying to avoid Rory and Lorelai because upon rewatch, they're really not that likeable), or having Coffee at Central Perk, or pranking Dwight, these shows last because they welcome the viewer into their world.

[eclipshift]

Thoughts about Hamilton Hamburg (in no specific order)

Alright bitches, bros, and non-binary hoes

I saw Hamilton in Hamburg and I have SO MANY THOUGHTS

First of all if you aren’t aware, The Hamburg performance is in German, and the show opened this Thursday (the first week of October)

my German level is very low… so if you’ve seen it or have thoughts about the lyrics I want to HEAR

But there were some things that I noticed with this cast that have me vibrating at a frequency that could shatter glass:

First off the cast was incredible and now I need a cast recording or I will explode I need it NOW they are my new favorite cast I’m screaming and crying and throwing up

Hamiltons actor (Benet) is very goofy and young and makes for a GREAT act 1 Hamilton. (Act 2 as well, but his personality, look, and voice were particularly amazing for younger Alex)

He was also very sweet, I told him I was from the US and he got super excited, even asked ME for a picture on HIS phone before proceeding to introduce me to Lafayette/Jefferson’s actor and telling him I’m American

Laf/Jefferson's actor was also very enthusiastic and wanted to give me a hug :3

Lyrical stuff

Put a pencil to his brain, connected it to his heart

fucking lyrical genius

"Talk less, smile more" stayed in english :3

Instead of "you can't be serious" when Burr says "talk less, smile more", Ham say "in german please?" because it was in english

heehee fnunny

"And if you don't know, now you know, Mr. President"

"George Washington's going home" was kept in English. very special.

SOUTHERN MOTHERFUCKING DEMOCRATIC REPUBLICANS was kept in enlgihs

Literally just Hercules Mulligan

HERCULES MULLIGAN’S ACTOR WAS FUCKING BATSHIT AND NOW I CANNOT LIVE WITHOUT THINKING ABOUT HIM 24/7 AHHH

Farmer refuted???? My dog speaks more eloquently than thee??? THE MAN FUCJIGN BARKED

like full on bark bark grrr

Mans was off the shits

Also he had a tendency to stare wide-eyed at others and at the audience and it was very unsettling and very in-character and now that is just how I expect Hercules Mulligan to be

the switch to Madison was silly goofy because He went from crazy tailor to Quiet Sick Man and my brain could not comprehend why he was suddenly Normal™ and not barking at me

Hamilsquad

Just generally the Alex/John/Laf/Herc group had GREAT chemistry and it was very evident in their performance

Laurens did a lil "got your nose" thing with Ham in story of tonight

Story of tonight reprise I DIDNT NOTICE THAT HERC HAD A FLASK INSTEAD OF A CHAMPAGNE FLUTE LIKE THE REST OF THEM

Laf/Jefferson

I can't pick up on accents in german but my expert sources (german friend) told me that Laf indeed spoke with a french accent

"UH, FRANCE"

he was so bouncy and sassy he could have done a bend and snap and I would agree

The girls <3

ANGELICA

FUCKING POWERHOUSE

Opted up at the end of satisfied, I nearly fell out of my seat and died

Eliza has a very gentle voice and it goes very well with the Angelica.

Peggyyyyy was so prettyyyyyyyyy

she had pigtailsssss

very sassy gurl

also her wig for Maria? I need it in the Louvre it was so nice

BURR

Mamma mia

He had a voice

so good so nice

OPTED UP AT THE END OF WAIT FOR IT, I nearly fell out of my seat Pt. 2

Dear theodosia orz

My mother cried

so good, very genuine

Washingturnt

my father had very high expectations because he loves Tamar Greene with a burning passion

his expectations were exceeded

holy butts

One last time?? Again the fact that they kept the "George Washigton's going home" lyric in english??? It made it very emotional as an anglophone

I cried a little

All in all 11/10 I will fight god to see it again

OK THIS GOT VERY LONG I will probably think of more thoughts bout Blease i am Begging if you have thoughts please tell them to me my life will never be the same