#mariliza fanfiction

[froggywritesstuff]

Chocolate Chips | Mariliza

Pairings: Maria x Eliza

Warnings: periods, fluff, not proofread

Time: modern

Request: @anonymous-knife (hope you like it! sorry it kinda sucks)

"Maria?"

Eliza lazily reached out her arm, patting the empty space beside her, thinking that Maria was just lying abnormally far away. She frowned when she was nowhere to be found. Becoming more confused with every second, she lifted her head up from the blankets, sighing as she went to push herself out of the bed, but immediately stopped herself when the shooting cramping pains kicked in. She let out a loud groan and fell back onto the bed, wrapping herself in the covers.

"Lizzie, you ok?"

Eliza shot up at the familiar voice, a wide smile taking place on her lips as she was met with Maria. Her curly brown hair was tied up in a loose bun, she wore one of Eliza's white pyjama t-shirts, and a red flannel (neither Eliza or Maria were sure who actually owned the flannel. It was more of a shared flannel) was loosely tied around her waist.

Butterflies were fluttering all around in Eliza's stomach.

"Yeah, I'm ok." Eliza mumbled, the dopey smile still playing on her lips.

Until she went to get out of bed again.

She winced at the sudden pain she felt in her stomach, and Maria was quick to rush to the side of the bed, taking Eliza's hand in her own and easing her back into bed, "You sure you're ok? What's wrong?"

Eliza groaned, letting her head fall onto the soft pillow, "My period."

Maria nodded, "I'll be right back." she said, letting go of Eliza's hand and rushing out of the bedroom.

Eliza frowned as she was alone in the bedroom again, with no explanation of what Maria was doing.

'No, don't think about that now,' she thought to herself. If she knew anything about her periods, it was that the smallest of things would make her a sobbing mess. Instead of overthinking why Maria had left, she reached out to the bedside table, grabbing her phone and opening up one of the many apps she could mindlessly scroll through to pass the time. She settled on Instagram, a sigh leaving her lips as she began scrolling. Of course it was the first video she saw that had her sobbing. 

"Liza, what's wrong?"

Eliza's head shot up at Maria's voice, who was struggling to hold a variety of items in her hands. She set everything down at the end of the bed, and rushed toward Eliza's side. The concern melted away as Maria saw Eliza's phone.

"I'm sorry," Eliza sniffled as Maria placed the phone back on the bedside table, "I don't know why I'm like this but-"

"Hey," Maria whispered, cupping Eliza's face with her hands, wiping the tears away with her thumbs, "You don't have to apologise. It's not your fault you get hormonal on your period. And it's nothing to be embarrassed about, it's a completely normal reaction."

Eliza felt like her heart was going a million miles per hour at the simple gesture from her girlfriend.

Maria pressed her lips against Eliza's, and shuffled to the edge of the bed, shifting everything she had brought from the kitchen closer towards Eliza.

"Wh-what's all this?" Eliza asked, rubbing her teary eyes.

"Well, I know you love chocolate when you're on your period," she explained, handing a bag of chocolate chips to her girlfriend, "And all we had in the pantry was chocolate chips, because someone ate all the chocolate eggs we had from Easter."

"It was you." Eliza smiled, tears brimming her eyes at the gesture.

Maria's eyebrows furrowed in concern as she shuffled over to sit beside Eliza, "Wait, what's wrong? Why are you crying? Is it because of the chocolate? I'm sorry-"

She shook her head, wiping her tears away as she cuddled against Maria, "You're the best girlfriend ever, Ria. You know that? And you're just making my heart feel things, so thanks a lot."

"It's what I do," Maria smiled, kissing Eliza on the forehead, bringing on a bright pink blush on her cheeks.

"I love you, Ria. Like a lot."

"I love you too, Liza." she whispered, wrapping her arm around Eliza, "So, do you want the chocolate chips or..."

A/N: this is pretty shitty, but school has dried up all my imagination, so I apologise for that

buy me a coffee <3

[c0nsumemy5oul]

my new Detective!Laurens AU!

(also another wip)

I'm sure this has been done before, in fact i saw some art that inspired my to write this.

It's a detective!john au. (yk, from the hamilton musical...)

So they hop on a train, and Reynolds dies. (cuz i fuckin hate the guy) the detective has to find out who the murderer is and its definitely amongst them by the way

ONE OF US IS THE IMPOSTER

(OR MAYBE MORE THAT ONE) (NO ONE KNOWS)

Anyways, here's a little snippet lmk if i should post it somewhere or keep working on it. :)

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I stood in a pool of blood that wasn’t my own but of the monster laying dead in front of me.

With a knife in my hand and weeping beside me, I was completely horrified.

What on earth am I supposed to do now?!

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John woke up to loud shouting all around the train at 7 o’clock in the morning.

His head slightly ached from all the wine he had last night and the shouting and sunshine was most definitely not helping.

He looked over at the bed beside him to find that his friend had already woken up and was perhaps out there shouting as well.

“REYNOLDS!” He heard someone yell

John plopped his head back to the pillow in agony, hoping the world could just stop for a second.

His wishes, however, were denied because at that specific moment, his compartment door slammed open and a dishevelled Lee appeared.

“Detective!” He panted at the door with a fear stricken face and shaking hands.

John suddenly sat up. With all the times they have ever talked, Lee had never called him by his job title. This ought to be important.

“There’s been a murder” Lee said barely over a whisper.

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Soooo?

How is it?

[my-dear-hammy]

The Calm and the Storm: Pirate AU

Masterpost

Chapter One

Chapter Two: Rumors, Predators, and Prey

Warnings: Not much. Sea battle.

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"Hard to port! Hard to port!" Hamilton hollered over the noise, spinning the wheel as hard and as fast he could. "Stay the mains! We gotta hit her broadside!"

"Load the heavy shot!" the master Gunner commanded.

"Hold!" Hamilton instructed as the other ship showed toward them to ram into them, aiming to cave in their hull. "Hold!"

"Captain!" Laurens shouted in alarm.

"Fire!"

A volley of explosions roared and the cannons shot back. "Loose the sails! Full sail! Move move move!"

Men climbed through the rigging, swiftly carrying out Hamilton's orders. The sails unfurled and billowed out as they caught the wind, lurching the ship forward, dipping into the ocean before leveling out again. "Drop the fire barrels!"

Laurens' nails dug into the starboard railing as he watched the ship narrowly avoid being smashed into by the much larger ship. Fire barrels getting crunched instead and setting the ship aflame.

"Stay the sails! Turn her about! Hard to starboard! Get on her stern! Load foreguns! Chain shot and topple her masts!" Hamilton shouted, putting every bit of his strength into cranking the wheel around, directing his smaller ship in a sharp turn to realign with the much larger ship, pulling up on her stern. "Shoot their fire barrels before they launch. Man the puckle guns!"

People scrambled to follow his orders. "Fire for cannons!"

Chain shot ripped through the air and smashed into the enemy ship's masts, toppling two and doing massive damage to the sails. Hamilton turned his ship broadside and ordered another volley to be launched. Cannon balls smashed into the wood of the massive enemy ship.

"She's crippled, Captain!" Laurens yelled.

"Bring her about and board her! Show no quarter! Join or die!" Hamilton ordered, handing the wheel of Laurens and bolting down to the main deck, jumping on to the rail, one hand grasping a set of ropes for balance and the other holding his sword. "Here we come," he grinned. "Let's blunder boys!" he shouted when they drew close enough for him to swing across the gap and onto the enemy ship, stabbing a random sailor as he landed. "First Blood!"

***

Everyone stood on the deck as the bodies of their friends and their enemies were wrapped and prepared.  Everyone removed their hats, Hamilton standing among them as the waves weren't moving and the winds were still. Then, with a breath, Hamilton began.

"Oh the times was hard and the wages low"

Then everyone but Hamilton sang,

Leave her, Johnny, leave her!

"I guess it's time for us to go"

And it's time for us to leave her.

Leave her, Johnny, leave her! Oh leave her, Johnny, leave her! Fore the voyage is long and the winds don't blow and it's time for us to leave her

"I thought I heard the old man say,"

Leave her, Johnny, leave her!

"Tomorrow ye will get your pay," Hamilton sang.

And it's time for us to leave her

Leave her, Johnny, leave her! Oh leave her Johnny, leave her. For the voyage is long and the winds don't blow and it's time for us to leave her.

"The winds blew foul and the seas ran high"

Leave her, Johnny, leave her

"We shipped up green and none went by"

And it's time for us to leave her

Leave her, Johnny, leave her! Oh leave her, Johnny, leave her! Fore the voyage is long and the winds don't blow and it's time for us to leave her.

"The knight was a Bucko and the old man a Turk"

Leave her, Johnny, leave her!

"And the Bulson was a beggar with a middle name of work"

And it's time for us to leave her

Leave her, Johnny, leave her. Oh leave her, Johnny, leave her. Fore the voyage is long and the winds don't blow and it's time for us to leave her

They finished singing as the bodies were tossed overboard one at a time.

When they were finished there was plenty to do distract them from the recent loss.

"I found the rum!" Hamilton returned topdeck, brandishing several bottles in the air. Cheers all around.

"What're doing with the ship, Captain?" Laurens asked.

"Tow it to the nearest island, about 3 klicks south, chop down some trees, repair, sell it in Boston."

"But it's British."

"To the Spanish then."

"Don't want to keep it? It's a nice ship."

"Obviously, mine was better. What's the damage report on her?"

"The Hurricane received minimal damage. Some patching and she'll be fine."

"Take whatever you need from this ship and then set it up to tow," Hamilton instructed, pulling out a cork with his teeth and spitting it into the sea. "We'll be celebrating tonight on land and repairs commence in the morning."

"Yessir. What of the Captain?"

"The Captain lived?"

"Aye."

"Goddamnit." Hamilton took a swig, "Keep him in the brig and then we'll set him off in France."

"Leaving a British Captain in France?"

"Hilarious, don't you think? Gotta love wars, they make everything so interesting."

"What about our pursuers?"

"We left them behind to deal with that French fleet. They're probably at the bottom of the sea. I'm the only one that could possibly maneuver out of such a situation."

"I've heard pretty impressive stories from him."

"And I've heard impressive stories about Captain Kalb but they boil down to just that. Stories."

"You're entire existence is a story."

"My existence is a nightmare for every other vessel in the Seven Seas."

Another man came running up, lugging a bundle of heavy cloth draped over his shoulder. "Captain! What shall I do with the British flag?"

"Douse it in oil. Light it aflame. Toss it into the brine. Wait until dark, I want to watch it burn. In the meantime, Morris, have some rum," Hamilton said, pressing a bottle of rum to the young lad's chest.

Hamilton stepped up the Laurens and pressed a bottle into his hand, whispering in his ear, "You too, John, you're always better when you're drunk. Rougher." Hamilton pulled back and walked away to inspect the ballast. Laurens bit out the cork and chugged and smashed the empty bottle against the deck, wiping his mouth as he stomped off.

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Night had fallen before they reached land, mostly because they wasted a bunch of time drinking and plundering their prize. Hamilton got to watch the burning flag shrink in the distance. As they sailed in the opposite direction it floated. They anchored offshore of a sizable island and the crew set about lowering skiffs to get to shore.

Hamilton was too impatient.

He tugged off his boots, tossed them to a random person, followed by his pistols and heavy outer clothing, turned to Laurens, "Race ya," and with a salute, dived overboard.

Laurens rolled his eyes and shouted out several commands to bring the enemy ship in as close as possible without beaching her so they could do repairs easily and waited for a ready skiff to set out for the island.

@purpledramallamas @hamilton-angst  @unabashedinternetruins

[eughjesusgross]

Original post by @cant-we-just-dance

1. What would your reaction be if you met Lin-Manuel Miranda?

I’m on mobile so I can’t add photos but *insert photo of Lin and Aubrey Anderson-Emmons sOBBING*

2. If you could punch any founding father, who would it be?

My instinct says TJeffs. Oops.

3. How many times did It’s Quiet Uptown make you cry?

sO MANY

4. Who’s the best member of the Revolutionary set? (Hercules, Lafayette, Laurens, Hamilton)

OUI OUI, MON AMI, JE M'APPELLE LAFAYETTE 5. Do you know Lafayette’s full name?

Esteban Julio Ricardo Montoya de la Rosa Ramirez

6. What Hamilton fic made you cry the most?

tHE ONE THATS PIPPA X READER AND THE READER GETS CANCER. I CRIED LIKE A BABY

7. Have you ever deeply regretted putting something on tumblr? If so, what was it?

nah lol

8. What songs in Hamilton are too low/high for you to sing?

Too Low: You’ll Be Back, Wait For It, What Comes Next, Dear Theodosia, What’d I Miss, I Know Him

9. Have you played CAH with Lin?

I WISH

10. Do you write fanfiction? If so, where is it?

Sometimes, oops. I’m trying to start a bit of Ham fics, my work is on Wattpad bc I’m lame af

11. Do you add a lot of tags to your posts, or barely any/none?

Sometimes I add a bit, but mostly none

12. What character of Hamilton would look best in hot pink zebra print?

UM DID NO ONE SEE TJEFFS OUTFIT IN WHAT’D I MISS?? Or Herc during the wedding, Peggy put him up to it

13. Which character of Hamilton would be most likely to wear stilettos?

I wanna say LaF

14. What is one line of Hamilton you can’t/won’t sing?

They think me *tHE DREADED M WORD*

15. What is the deepest line in Hamilton?

“My love, take your time. I’ll see you on the other side” 😭😭😭😭😭😭

14. Which cut song most deserved to be in the broadway musical?

👏👏👏👏 CONGRATULATIONS 👏👏👏👏

15. Would you be okay with not being able to see Hamilton live, ever?

Um, does Ham ever shut up?

16. Who is your tumblr crush?

Tbh, @thatsthat24

17. Can you successfully rap Guns and Ships?

IS TJEFFS AN ASSHOLE

18. Angelica, Eliza, or Peggy?

The Schuuuuuuyler sisters *snap* WERK

19. Were you mad that at the end of Blow Us All Away, you hear gunshots at 7?

YES but I have something v terrible to say: why did Lin write Phillip/Eliza only singing 1-9 in Take a Break? Bc Phillip never made it to ten iM SORRY

20. What is your Hamilton OTP?

MARILIZA OOPS OR JAMILTON OR ANGELICA X ME I MEAN WHAT

21. What is the most messed up Hamilton ship you can think of?

Ham x TJeffs. I get the whole enemies-to-lovers thing, but…why?

22. Would you punch Lin in the face, with no reprecussions, for Hamilton front row tickets?

How hard do I have to punch him?

[froggywritesstuff]

𝐇𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

(let me know if any links don’t work)

𝐏𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐩 𝐇𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐨𝐧

Blow Us All Away | Philip Hamilton x fem!reader (discontinued)

Beautiful | Yandere!Philip Hamilton x g/n!reader

Care To Dance? | Philip Hamilton x male!reader

Warmth | Yandere!Philip Hamilton x g/n!reader

Date Me Philip Hamilton | Philip Hamilton x male!reader (based off the book Date Me Bryson Keller) (coming soon)

𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐧 𝐋𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐬

Rivals | John Laurens x fem!reader (discontinued)

Your Idiots | poly! John Laurens x Eliza Schuyler x g/n!reader

Best Boyfriends | poly! John Laurens x Alexander Hamilton x (afab)!reader

JD and Veronica | John Laurens x g/n!reader

Cake | John Laurens x male!reader

John Laurens x g/n!reader w a stutter

Better Than You | John Laurens x g/n!reader (coming soon)

𝐋𝐚𝐟𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞

Pancakes  | Lafayette x g/n!reader

Lafayette x g/n!reader w a stutter 

𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐚 𝐒𝐜𝐡𝐮𝐲𝐥𝐞𝐫

Your Idiots | poly! John Laurens x Eliza Schuyler x g/n!reader

May I? | Eliza Schuyler x g/n!reader

𝐏𝐞𝐠𝐠𝐲 𝐒𝐜𝐡𝐮𝐲𝐥𝐞𝐫

Human Pillow | Peggy Schuyler x g/n!reader

𝐀𝐥𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐇𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐨𝐧

Best Boyfriends | poly! John Laurens x Alexander Hamilton x (afab)!reader

Alexander Hamilton x g/n!reader w a stutter

𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐬 𝐉𝐞𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧

Thomas Jefferson x g/n!reader w a stutter

𝐋𝐚𝐦𝐬

Milk Before Cereal

Nail Polish

Paw Patrol and Transformers

More Than Anything (vampire au)

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐚

Valentines Day

𝐇𝐚𝐦𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐚

Your Sister Was Right

𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐚

Chocolate Chips 

𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐬

Pumpkins | werewolf and vampire au

don’t hesitate to request any character/ship you’d like :)

(DO NOT PLAGARISE, TRANSLATE, MODIFY, OR REPOST ANY OF MY WORKS TO ANY OTHER PLATFORM)

[froggywritesstuff]

Ok, ok, so the movie The Prom, right? But it’s modern day Mariliza

[my-dear-hammy]

The Calm and the Storm:Pirate AU

Masterpost

Chapter One: Take it Neat

AN

WELCOME TO ANOTHER HAMILTON FANFICTION PROUDLY PRESENTED BY MY-DEAR-HAMMY!!!! I hope you enjoy it!!!

This is a multiple ship fic. There are several different ones in play, including but not limited to: Jamilton, Hamburr, hamlaf, mariliza,lams,jeffmads, just to name a few. Hamilton is a fuck boy so 

This is also going to probably be my smuttiest fic I’ll ever write. I’m so going to hell.

Okay, let's lay some ground rules. 

Smut warnings begin and end with:®®®

*** Usually mean either a time skip or a change in character focus or something similar. I use them to break up the writing.

Words encased in * * mean actual character quote from history.

And this ~~~ separates dreams and flashbacks and shit. Everyone got it? Cool.

Thank you to those who actually provided impute and suggested ships and characters and whatnot. It's very much appreciated.

Let's get this ship moving, eh?

Since it's pre revolution, all Americans are still considered English.

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Warnings: battle, blood, death, drinking

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Swords slashing, gunsmoke hanging heavy in the air. Breathe it in. Jefferson leveled his pistol and fired, a puff of smoke stained whatever's left of his onrusher's face, which isn't very much. Sidestep, whirl and block the blade that's aimed for his back. The man who'd gone for his back looked up at him and paled. That was dishonorable and he knew it, never go for the back of a man. Jefferson cut him down with no mercy. A different pistol in hand and another man collapsing across the deck. The man that had been defending against the now dead man's sword glanced over, grinned in thanks, and launched at their next target.

The deck was slick with the spilled life blood of fallen men. Probably all good men who worked an honest living back home. At least, they did until the war began. Didn't matter now, they're life was over at the end of Jefferson's sword.

The blue clad men shrunk back as they realized resistance was futile. Arms dropped to the deck and hands raised in surrender and Jefferson's crew stopped their slaughtering.

Jefferson stalked forward, "Where's your Captain?" he asked loudly.

"Here," a man stepped forward and Jefferson could immediately place him as Captain by the uniform, blue coat that hung to the knees decorated by all sorts of flashy French gold and emblems. It was buttoned so Jefferson couldn't see what he wore beneath.

"Captain," Jefferson greeted, nodding his head slightly.

"Johann de Kalb," the Captain supplied.

"Thomas Jefferson. Captain Johann de Kalb, you and your crew are now a prisoner of the British Royal Navy and your ship is his King's property." Jefferson went to leave but halted when Kalb called after him.

"Attendez(Wait)"

Jefferson turned slightly to look over his shoulder at the man. "Speak then."

"Je souhaite vous défier à un duel(I wish to challenge you to a duel)."

Jefferson turned to face him fully. "The terms?"

"Si je gagne, nous allons libres sans entrave. Si vous gagnez, notre destin vous incombe(If I win, we go free without hindrance. If you win, our destiny is yours)."

Jefferson scoffed. "I've already won. Why would I duel you?"

"Parce que vous êtes un homme honorable(Because you are an honorable man)."

Goddamnit. Why did everything use the honor card on him? "Very well, I accept your terms. Stand, as the challenged, swords will be the weapons. Draw, good sir."

The Frenchman, Kalb, drew his sword, twirled it with skill precision before launching at Jefferson, throwing every duel protocol out the window. "Die you British scum!" he screamed. Jefferson easily sidestepped the sloppy attack, stuck out his foot and Kalb went tumbling to the floor and froze when the tip of Jefferson's sword poked at his neck.

"If you kill me, the Marquis de Lafayette will hunt you down, slit your throat, and leave your ship nothing more than a burning blaze," Kalb spat.

"Ah, so he does speak English. Well, Captain, get used to it, it's going to be the only thing you here for many years to come. Throw him in the brig." Jefferson turned his back and walked away.

Kalb leaped to his feet and launched at Jefferson's back only to be brutally cut down. "I may be honorable, but you sir, are not," Jefferson said as the French Captain sank to the deck, Jefferson not even turning to face him.

Kalb laughed darkly. "The Marquis is coming for you Jefferson. He's coming."

"Long live the King," Jefferson replied.

***

"Well done men!" Jefferson shouted, back aboard his own ship. "Tonight, we break open the rum caskets and celebrate! Tomorrow, we continue our course!"

The men cheered and started hefting out the rum. "Madison," Jefferson said to the man standing to his right.

"Captain?"

"How long do you bet it'll be before they break into song?"

"Ten seconds."

"I'll bet five," Jefferson said, watching his crew.

Right on cue, five seconds later, the crew broke out into song.

Ben Backstay was our bosun, A very merry boy. For no one half so merrily, Could pipe all hands ahoy. And when unto his summons, We did not well attend. No lad than he more merrily, Could handle the rope's end.

Could handle the rope's end, Could handle the rope's end.

Chip chow cherry chow, Faldee riddle iddle ow. Chip chow cherry chow, Faldee radle day.

Madison flipped a couple of coins over to Jefferson who was grinning broadly, leaning against the helm with his own bottle of wine to chug from.

While sailin' once our Captain, Who was a jolly dog. Served out to all the company, A double whack of grog. Ben Backstay he got tipsy, All to his heart's content. And he being half seas over boys, Right overboard he went.

Right overboard he went, Right overboard he went.

This time Jefferson joined in on the chip chows. Singing is good for the naval crew, it's encouraged. It distracts the mind and keeps sailors sane while they work hard. If a crew doesn't sing, something's wrong.

A shark was on the starboard bow, And sharks no man can stand. For they to grapple everythin', Just like them sharks on land. We heavin' out some tacklin', To give his life some hope. But as the shark bit off his head, He couldn't see the rope.

He couldn't see the rope. He couldn't see the rope.

Jefferson laughed and elbowed Madison to join in. Madison grimaced at the thought and just laughed as Jefferson and the rest of the crew sang through the chip chows again.

Without a head his ghost appeared, All on the briny lake, He piped all hands ahoy and cried, Lads warnin' by me take. By drinkin' grog I lost me life, And you my fate could meet. So never mix your rum, my lads, But always take it neat.

But always take it neat, But always take it neat.

Jefferson fell silent and watched his crew with contentedness as they finished up the last chorus of chip chows and launch into the next song. This was the best life had to offer.

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AN

The shanty is posted below if you want to actually hear what it sounds like.

https://youtu.be/mO1j6xx2HhQ

*Whispers* I have some major plans for a couple of future shanties/songs to pay attention to what's being used and whatnot.(this one's not important)

How was the first chapter????

Next chapter, the infamous Hamilton.

I swear, I keep forgetting to tag, Y’all requested to be tagged in everything so I’m tagging you here too. @hamilton-angst @unabashedinternetruins  @purpledramallamas