#polyhamilsquad x reader

[katie-writes24]

Twisted Sheets

Pairing: Poly!Hamilsquad x reader

Warnings: SMUT! Oral sex, fingering, loss of virginity (kinda), also another dirty thing at the end that I don’t want to physically write out, language, fluffy beginning, alcohol, translated French, terrible innuendos and an increasing amount of shameless writing

W o w, so I’m just gonna leave this here while I’m trying to come up with an ending to my next Laurens fic! I am struggling and it is way overdue, sooooo have this which I wrote like eight months ago? Anyways, this is literally just....like I see fics where it just focuses on Y/N when it’s going down and I- don’t look at me like that, I know you think about how it would go down to! I combined it so- nvm just...you’ll see. Sooo yeah...I should be ashamed with the vast amount of detail I think I added, but you know what, you dirty little fuckers have probably done worse! Give me some feedback and enjoy!

It was their five month anniversary, and Hercules just came home from work to find the table set with some food. He smiled and looked into the kitchen to find Y/N and John dancing to music. Lafayette was bobbing his head and picking out some wine.

Hands snuck around his waist and he felt a kiss against his back. "Happy anniversary, beloved," Alex whispered in his ear and Herc turned around to give him a kiss.

"Happy anniversary," He took off his shoes and ran to the bedroom real quick to change out of his clothes.

"Mon amours, you're gonna burn the food," Lafayette set out glasses on the table and looked to find Y/N and John still in their own little world.

"Guys, I'm not eating burnt lasagna," Alex moves passed them and took the food out of the oven.

"My garlic knots!" Y/N races to the top oven and pulled the bread out, hearing Alex snicker. She punched his arm. “It's not funny."

"It is when it would've been your fault," Alex smirked and went to sit at the table, Hercules coming out of the room with sweatpants and a lose t-shirt on.

"There you are," John went over and gave him a passionate kiss. "Happy anniversary!" Lafayette made his way over and greeted the man the same.

Y/N came out of the kitchen, bowl in hand and sat down next to Herc and Alex, rubbing the formers leg and giving him a kiss.

Laf raised his glass and smiled, "Joyeux anniversaire, mon amours!" They all clinked glasses and smiled at each other.

They talked about their day, and how grateful they were that it was finally the weekend. They've been in their new apartment for two months, and while Herc still worked, the rest of them stayed at home most of the time.

"This is great, babygirl," John said around a mouthful of salad, earning him a kick from Herc.

"Thanks, you helped," Y/N stuck her third garlic knot into her mouth and got snickers from the boys. "Don't test a girl and her bread."

Once they were all done eating, Alex and Herc did the dishes, while Laf cleaned up the table. John and Y/N went to the couch and browsed for a movie to watch.

They decided on some Hugh Jackman movie none of them had seen, and about forty minutes in there was a graphic sex scene.

The couch groaned when Laf shifted in his seat. He was on one end, with Herc in the middle and Y/N on the other end. Alex was laying on John on the couch next to them, and suddenly Alex popped his head up and looked at John with a smirk.

"You want some help with that?" His whisper made John shiver, and he struggled to get into a sitting position.

"Wh-what, what do you mean?" John was getting nervous, avoiding eye contact with everyone, especially when he saw Y/N look over at the commotion.

"Dude, you're hard," Alex gave him his space, but still looked down at the obvious dick print on his pants. John flushed in embarrassment, making Alex speak softer, "There's nothing wrong with that."

They brought it up before. They've all been dating for five months, there was obviously an urge. They were all new to it, none of them knew where to start with having sex with five people at once. Laf had made some dirty comments that got Alex all hot and bothered, but John shyed away from the idea, saying it was too early. They all had an unspoken agreement that their first time had to be with everyone, together.

"It is a night of celebration," Laf paused the movie, and looked towards the freckled boy. "And you're obviously ready for a party."

John blushed further at his predatory look, still not making eye contact. Herc ran a hand up Y/N’s thigh and it made her shift.

"We won't force you, John, if that's what you're worried about," Y/N looked at him sincerely. She obviously wanted to do it, but she wouldn't want anyone to feel uncomfortable.

"No, I want to," John finally looked up, taking a deep breath. "I do, trust me..."

Alex started kissing up his neck, and it made him get lost in thought.

"Then let's get this party started," Alex whispered in his ear and it made him whimper.

"I'm a virgin!" He decided to rip off the band aid, screaming out his fear.

It got quiet. John had his eyes closed, and his heart was beating rapidly. What if this was the breaking point?

"Okay," Hercules got up from the couch and crouched in front of him, resting a hand over his cheek. John finally opened his eyes when Herc said, "Nothing wrong with that, either. We'll go slow, if you'd let us?”

John glanced to see all the flustered looks turn into ones of understanding. "You're...you guys aren't upset?"

"Why would we be upset, babe?" Alex looked at him curiously. "There's nothing wrong with being a virgin. Hell, I'm still a virgin some places."

That made Y/N scratch her neck shyly, feeling her face heat up.

"We'll go slow," Herc took his hands in his, rubbing his thumb on the backside. "Is that okay?"

John looked around to see four people who loved him, who he loved.

Slow.

"Okay," John nodded, and then Herc was leading him into the bedroom. Behind them, Alex had pulled Y/N up, giving her a toe-curling kiss. It made Laf bite his lip and then Y/N was intertwining their fingers and pushing them towards the bedroom.

John and Herc were making out on the bed, and Laf snuck up behind John and started kissing his neck. Alex shut the door and wrapped his arms around Y/N, walking them over to their lovers.

"So, uh," John scratches the back of his neck, looking at his partners. "How do we start this?"

"We'll go slow," Laf reminded him. “What do you want to do?"

John closed his eyes softly and thought it over. He didn't want to do anything too far tonight, he didn't want to get overwhelmed. Y/N sensed this and sat next to him on the bed.

"I wanna watch someone give you a blowjob," She shrugged at Herc’s surprised look at her bluntness, but made John groan nonetheless. "Is that okay?"

"Yeah, hell yeah," John grabbed her face and pulled her into a kiss.

Herc started undressing himself, watching Laf do the same. Y/N moves onto John's neck, sucking a bruise onto his collar bone. Laf ran a hand up her backside and pulled at the hem of her shirt.

"Let me undress you, mon amours," He sat up and pulled John's shirt off him, taking in his broad chest and soft muscles. Him and Alex had the same kind of frame, and he's seen both many times before, but never like this.

Herc ran his hand through Johns curls and tugged a little, noticing the wince of delight coming from him. Alex helped Y/N take her shirt off, smirking at the bra she wore.

"It's nothing special," She scoffed. Alex shook his head and kissed her.

"Doesn't have to be," He whispered against her lips. "You're special enough."

Laf pulled off her shorts as she sat up, running a hand slowly over her ass, looking up to see her softly bite her lip. He smirked and turned to see Herc watch hungrily.

"Now, I believe the lady asked to see a blowjob?" Alex sunk down on his knees, pulling John further down onto the bed. Laf got up and walked around, wanting to watch the show. Herc took his place and wrapped comforting hands around John's upper body. Fingers wrapped around the hem of his boxers and tugged hesitantly.

"I'm gonna take these off, okay?" Alex looked up to see dark eyes, full of lust and anxiousness. John nodded and gasped as he pulled the fabric off slowly.

Y/N went over to Laf's side, caressing his cheek with her blunt nails. They both watched Alex stroke John's cock, pulling his foreskin back and watching precum leak from the tip.

Alex slowly licked up his base, and John moaned loudly, moving a hand up to cover his mouth.

"No, no," Herc took his hand and intertwined it with his own. "None of that, we want to hear you."

John felt goosebumps on his skin, feeling eyes on him. He looked up to see Laf and Y/N completely flustered.

Alex finally moved his mouth down, going about halfway down and hearing his boyfriend moan. He felt himself get uncomfortable with the restriction in his pants, and noticed that he was the only one fully dressed. But that would have to wait.

Herc snaked his hand around John's chest and tugged at a nipple. He grew harder by the second at his moans and Alex's mouth wrapped around his dick. Y/N squeezed her thighs together, and it didn't go unnoticed. Laf smirked as she squirmed, caressing a hand over the back of thigh, making her shiver.

"Fuck, Alex," John threw his head back against Herc's chest, gasping as Alex took him fully into his mouth.

Soon enough, Alex was sucking hard, rubbing the inside of John's thighs and licking around the tip. John's eyes rolled into the back of his head as he let out a shuddering gasp and eventually came down his throat.

Laf rubbed himself through his boxers, and Y/N covered his hand with hers, earning a gasp from the man.

As Alex pulled his shirt over his head, John looked back and kissed Herc, moaning into his mouth. "I want to suck you.”

Herc quickly moved off the bed, kneeling one leg by John’s shoulder. He lowered his boxers to his thighs and John started stroking his cock, Herc groaning at the sensation.

"Y/N, come here," Herc looked back and saw the girl looking completely overwhelmed. And she hasn't even done anything but watch.

She got on all fours, facing Laf still, her backside to Herc, and John watched her underwear fold in as her legs bent.

"Take them off, babe," He looked up and found Herc looking at him eagerly. John reached up with his free hand and pulled down her panties. She gasped and Laf stepped out of his own underwear. Alex was finally naked, too, stroking himself while watching the scene before him.

Y/N pulled Laf towards her and began to lick the tip of his cock, pulling at his ball sack and feeling Herc run a fingertip up her wetness.

Alex sighed as Laf pulled him over and got a hand on him, kissing behind his ear and moaning.

"Holy shit," Y/N gasped as Herc put a finger in her, pulling off Laf and adjusting to the feeling. John's eyes got wide as he saw his finger disappear into her, making a squelching sound.

Moans filled the room as they all tried to take in everything. Herc was holding back, trying not to fuck into Johns mouth. He had a hand on Herc's ass and the other was stroking what he couldn’t hold in his mouth.

Y/N moaned around Laf and his face scrunched up in pleasure. He slurred to himself and kept the pace on Alex's cock. Alex gripped his shoulder as he whispered how good Y/N’s mouth looked around Laf's dick.

Herc sped up the pace, thrusting two fingers into her pussy at a speed that made her tremble. She fisted the sheets in her hands and bobbed her head quicker, trying to get Laf to release.

John was close, again. Hearing all the dirty noises that was coming from his partners did something to him. He loved the feeling of Herc on his tongue; he sucked harder and soon Herc was grabbing his hair and pulling out of his mouth. He stroked his cock fast, cumming on John's chest with a grunt.

Alex watched with dark eyes, thrusting into Laf's big hand and feeling his toe curls. Laf turned to give him a deep kiss, moving his hand faster.

Y/N had been neglected as Hercules bathed in the afterglow; but soon enough he put three fingers in her and focused on curling his fingers and making her cum only seconds later.

The vibrations against his cock made Laf finish in her mouth, some leaking out. That did it for Alex, watching her cheeks hallow and Laf's semen leak down her chin. It was a complete sin.

Heavy breathing filled the room. Y/N pulled off and before she could wipe her chin, Alex leaned down and shoved his tongue into her mouth. It was something filthy; it made John's eyes go wide when he saw Alex run his tongue over her jaw.

He got so lost in the sight that he startled when he felt a hand run over his hip. Laf looked down at him with a smirk, and proceeded to lick Herc's cum off his chest.

"Shit," John's head fell back against the pillows and he let out a sigh. Herc moaned and sat down next to him.

Laf licked all the way up into John's mouth, going slow and making him taste their lover.

Alex put his hand on Herc’s shoulder and gave him a deep kiss, “That’s hot."

"Totally," Herc looked up at him with complete love, holding onto the hand on his shoulder.

Y/N threw wet rags at them, alreayd having thrown on a nightshirt. “I'm not sleeping with sticky men."

"Don't worry, ma cheri," Laf headed to the bathroom, looking her up and down as he said, "I got it all off."

She rolled her eyes, but couldn't help purse her lips. Herc was smirking and she threw a rag at his head.

Once they all cleaned up, they settled in bed, all throwing on new underwear.

Y/N had fell asleep as soon as she hit the bed, John snuggling close next to her, softly snoring. Laf was looking at something on his phone while Herc snuggled on the other side of John.

"That was fun," Herc looked at the two sleeping with a smile. "Really fun..."

"That it was," Alex pulled back his sheets and waited for Lafayette to come over and scoot towards Y/N. Alex cuddled behind the Frenchman and closed his eyes. "By the way, I'm totally fucking one of you next time."

Laf laughed, "Funny you think you're the one doing the fucking."

"Yeah, Alex, you're totally gonna be the one getting fucked," Herc whispered and heard the man gasp in shock.

"Shhhh," John reaches over and hit Herc in the chest, making the three giggle at his crankiness.

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You’re The Voice In My Head (Polyhamilsquad x Reader)

A/N: Another completed request! I hope you are all doing well and that you enjoy this, especially @random-thoughts-003 I hope you like this! And thank you so so much for requesting! All of the readers thoughts are in italics and the boys are in bold italics, just in case it confuses anyone. As always I wish you all the most wonderful of days and I’m sending you all my good vibes.

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Soulmates. Something you had learned about from a young age. Your parents had found each other when they were just thirteen years old and they had been inseparable ever since. Growing up hearing their story always made you long to find your soulmate. You would listen intently whenever you met someone new or went somewhere new. You dreamed of having the same story your parents did, that same sweet, unyielding love they had for each other.  

Unfortunately, you didn’t find your soulmate throughout your middle school years, high school years or even in college. By the time college came around you pretty much gave up on finding your soulmate, thinking you were one of those people who just didn’t have one. You had become resigned to your fate and learned to deal with the fact that you didn’t have a soulmate. You used to get upset by the fact that there were people who had multiple soulmates, that could hear each other's thoughts. How unfair that one person can have more than one and I don’t even have one?

You of course had everyone around you, telling you that your soulmate was out there, be patient, they’ll find you when you least expect it. You had heard it all and had decided to stop listening. You were fine, you were happy on your own, besides soulmates are overrated anyway.

With this mentality you lived your life day to day, looking for little things to find the most joy in. One of those things? Your local record store. You walked in saying hello to the cashier, before heading back to browse through the records.

Wanted Dead or Alive by Bon Jovi started playing over the speakers. You smiled to yourself as you started humming along.  

“I’m a cowboy on a steel horse I ride, I’m wanted (Wanted) Dead or alive, Wanted (wanted) Dead or alive…..oh and I Ride!”  

God, that’s a great song.  

What did you say?  

You stop what you’re doing when you hear the voice. You look on either side of you and then behind you, but don’t see anyone. You shake your head at yourself.

That what was weird, guess it was all in my head.  

What was?

You stop and look around again, this time you see a man who looks around your age with long, dark hair tied back and brown eyes.  

“Did you just say something?” You ask, looking at him warily.

“That depends,” he replies.  

“On?”  

“On what you heard.”  

“A question I guess, two actually,” you try to explain. You shake your head at yourself.

No, it was all just in my head.  

Technically you’re right, but it's me you’re hearing.

You look up at him with wide eyes, waiting to see his mouth move with the words you’re hearing.  

You can hear me, can’t you?

You shake your head in response and disbelief.  

“You can!” He says aloud, excitedly. “Say something in your head again.”  

I can’t believe this happening.  

“This is very much happening,” he smiles widely. 

You look at him still shocked and confused.

“So,” you start slowly, trying to wrap your head around this, “we’re soulmates.”  

“Yes,” he smiles, “yes we are.” He laughs lightly. “You look thoroughly shocked. What did you think you’d never find me?”  

“No, I didn’t,” you shake your head. “I thought I was one of those people who just didn’t have one.”  

He smiles gently walking closer until he was standing right in front of you. He takes your hands in his.  

“Well, love, turns out you’re one of the lucky ones.”  

And that’s when you feel it. The Ties or Strings, your parents called them. They said it was like there was invisible strings that tied you to your soulmate the moment you touched. You were bound to each other.  

You exhale and a smile finally graces your face.  

Beautiful.

You look up to see him staring at you and your smile grows and before you know it, you’re throwing your arms around his neck and pulling him into an embrace. You feel no hesitation from him, instantly wrapping you up in his arms. You’re stunned by how right it feels to be in this strangers' arms.  

You release your hold on him and he does the same. You step back with a shy smile and hold out your hand.  

“I’m (Y/N), thought maybe you should know name, seeing as were soulmates and all.”  

He chuckles at you and grasps your hand with his.  

“Alexander, but feel free to call me, Alex.” He smiles at you. “I mean seeing as were soulmates and all.”  

You laugh as your cheeks flush.

“How about we go get some coffee and get to know each other a little better,” he releases your hand only to grab your other.  

You look at your intertwined hands and back up at him.  

“Well, I don’t usually go out with people I've just met, but since your soulmate I guess it's alright.”  

He throws his head back as he laughs and you find you like that, that he was happy, that you made him happy. It made your heart stutter in the most wonderful way.  

“Come on,” he says as he pulls you along.  

*

You make it to the coffee shop and Alex can’t stop smiling. You keep taking shy glances at him and it takes him a moment to realize your hands hadn’t come unclasped.  

You both ask each other a stream of questions about your respective lives and find you have a similar taste in music.  

“Anyway, my parents wake up and my sister and I are covered in extinguisher fluid, my brother is covered in pancake batter and my mothers favorite carpet is ruined.”  

You laugh retelling the story of how you and your siblings once started a small fire while trying to make pancakes.  

“Oh my god,” he laughs along in disbelief, “what did your parents do?”  

“Well, we were all grounded for one week and banned from ever using the kitchen without their supervision,” you chuckle and shrug. “Wasn’t that bad if you think about it.”  

He chuckles once more before turning serious.  

“Is everything okay?” You ask worriedly.  

“Yeah,” he nods, looking lost in thought. “Its just,” he pauses, “there’s something I want to ask you.”  

“Okay.”  

“Have you ever heard anyone else before?”  

Your face scrunches up in confusion.  

“The way I heard you today?” He nods. “No, I never have.” You pause, he still looks lost in thought, looking down at the table.  “Have you?”  

He looks up at you now, a small bit of fear in his eyes as his hand tightens for a moment on yours. As if he’s afraid you’ll run away.  

“I”- he starts and stops. “I have.”  

“You have?”  

“Yes, but not just one.” He cringes as he makes his confession.  

“How many?”  

“Three.”  

“Three?”  

“I have three other soulmates,” he says quickly.  

“Oh my god,” your hand slips from his for the first time since you met, as you place them on your head. “Three soulmates,” you repeat trying to wrap head around it.  

It's not unheard of sure, but three. You just found out you actually had a soulmate and now he has three other soulmates.  

What if they can’t hear me? What if I can’t hear them? What if I only hear one of them? Or two of them? What if they ask him to choose? I can’t ask him to give up his soulmates. What if they don’t like me? What if-  

Your racing thoughts are cut off by Alex’s gentle touch on your arm.  

“Hey, hey, hey,” he says trying to calm you.  “Your thoughts are making me dizzy,” he chuckles.  

“What if"-  

“They would never make me choose and I know they’re going to love you,” he caresses your face. “Everything is going to be okay.”  

You sigh, calming at his touch. He moves to sit next to you, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and pull you close.  

“You don’t know that.”  

“I’ve got a feeling,” he says brushing his nose against yours before kissing it.  

You giggle and snuggle into him.  

Everything is going to be okay.  

I promise.  

You smile and look up at him, he smiles down at you and kisses your forehead.  

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You decide it’s too much in one day to meet so many soul mates at once so you both decide to do it a few days later. You’re incredibly nervous as Alex walks you up the steps to the apartment, he shares with his other soul mates and quite possibly yours.

He turns to you.  

"You sure you're ready for this?"

You nod and give him a nervous smile.  

He smiles and kisses your hand in his.  

"I told them to be on their best behavior, so don't worry."

You chuckle lightly and squeeze his hand.

You take a deep breath as he opens the door. And you're immediately greeted with an onslaught of thoughts.

Oh, they’re back.

She’s finally here.

Gosh, I really hope all of this works.

Everything is going to be fine, don't worry.

Oui, mon cher, we'll all be alright.

Remember Alex wanted us to try and quiet our thoughts so we don't overwhelm her.

You pause in the doorway as you hear them all at once.

Alex grabs your arms to steady as you sway a bit.

"Are you okay, love?"

You laugh to yourself as you gain your balance and you realize you don't have to worry. You can hear them. All three of them in your head, three distinctive voices. Not only that, but you can feel the same pull you felt with Alex. The strings tying you to your three other soulmates. You look up at Alex.

"I can hear them," you say with a breathless smile.

Four soulmates, there's something I never thought would happen.

"You can?" He smiles brightly at you.  

You nod with the same smile.

"You better start believing baby because we can hear you too."

You and Alex turn to see your three other soulmates, three of the most handsome men you've ever seen.  

The tallest one comes to greet you. His smile is gentle and warm, you're surprised by how much you want to run into his arms.  

"It’s wonderful to meet you, Alex has told us so much about you. My name is Hercules." He gently takes your hand in his and kisses the back of your hand softly.

I don’t think I’ve ever met so many handsome men at once before.

Hercules smiles at you still holding your hand.

"Well, thank you," he chuckles. "I don’t think we’ve ever been graced with a woman as beautiful as you."

Your cheeks redden as you realize they all heard the thought.

You look behind him to see the two other men smiling from ear to ear. They are next to approach you, the one with the French accent is the first to introduce himself.

"I am Gilbert du Montier de Lafayette." He chuckles as your eyes widen. "But you, mon ange, can call me Lafayette."

He kisses your hand, much like Hercules and gives you a dazzling smile.

"And me, baby girl, I’m John Laurens, call me anything you'd like."

I cannot wait to hold you in my arms.

You smile at him.

“Well consider your waiting done.” You hold out your arms to him and he is quick to embrace you.  You giggle as he nuzzles your neck. You’re once again surprised by how right it feels to be in his arms.

Lafayette is next to embrace you after John is convinced to let you go, he quickly goes into Alex’s waiting embrace. Laf holds you close and releases a breath, like he’s been waiting just to hold you and he can finally relax. He kisses your temple before he pulls away and lets Hercules have his turn.  

Herc embraces you gently at first, as if your too precious to hold too tightly. He holds you tighter, when you nuzzle into his chest.  

I hope you can get used to this, cupcake, because it won’t be letting up.

Get used to this? Definitely.  

He chuckles and kisses the top of your head and pulls away slightly to look at you. He caresses your face as you look up at him.  

“You sure you can handle all of us?”

You look away from Hercules and at your three other soulmates, staring at you expectantly with hopeful smiles.

“Can I handle being loved by four incredibly handsome and kind men?” You pretend to think about it, as they laugh. “Yeah,” you nod, “I think I can handle that.”

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6 Months Later...

I’m late, I’m late, I’m late, I’m late, I’m late.

You hear Alex’s voice running through your mind, as you get ready on this particularly hectic morning since you all woke up late.

“Shouldn’t he be thinking we’re late,” John says as he slides next to you to fill his thermos with coffee as you hand him Alex’s ready to go. “We do work in the same place.”

You chuckle as you place a soft kiss to his lips and then his cheek.  

“You know how one track minded Alex can be,” you placate him, rubbing his arm.

He pulls you into his arms and kisses your cheek and down to your neck.

“I think I might being getting one track minded with you,” he whispers in your ear making laugh breathlessly.

You pull him away slightly with a smile.

“Your mind should be on work,” you give him a quick kiss before pulling way completely and fixing his suit.

He sighs. 

“But when we get back my minds going back,” he smirks and kisses your cheek.

“That’s fair,” you laugh. “Now, you have to get going.”

You walk behind him and lightly push him out of the kitchen.

“Alex, darling, breakfast,” you catch him just as he’s running past you to the door.  

You hold out a bag for him to take and he grabs it quickly and continues, before pausing turning back and pulling you into his arms and kissing tenderly. He’s pulls away smiling.

“Thank you,” he says as he gives you a last quick peck. “I love you,” he shouts as he walks out the door.

John shakes his head and pulls you into him for a quick kiss of his own.

‘We’ll see you tonight, baby girl,” he kisses your cheek before heading out after Alex.

You laugh to yourself and turn right into Lafayette's arms.

“Have our frantic lovers left, mon ange?” He asks, as he pulls you close and nuzzles your neck.

You giggle softly and play with his hair as he hums into your neck.

“Yes, they just walked out, although I have to say one was far more hectic than the other.”

He feel him laugh into your neck before he pulls back to place a slow, soft kiss to your lips.

“I can’t believe we have to work on a Saturday,” he sighs, resting his forehead against yours.  

“I’m sorry, my love, but at least we’ll all have tonight and tomorrow to spend all together,” you try to soothe him.  

He nods and caresses your cheek.  

“At least,” he kisses you softly once more, before going to the bedroom. 

He walks back out a few minutes later. You’re at the table finishing your coffee, and he lifts your head so you’re looking up at him. You smile and rise up from your seat so you can embrace him. He wraps his arms around you kisses your neck once.

“I will miss you, mon ange,” he says brushing some of your hair from your face.

“The day will fly by, and we’ll all be here waiting when you’re done.”

You smile gently and press your lips to his for a soft kiss.

“Now, go before you’re late, my love.”

He smiles and kisses your hand before heading for the door. You turn to head back to the kitchen, when his voice whispers in your mind.

I love you, mon coeur.

You smile as you turn back to him and think your response.

I love you.

He smiles brightly at you before closing the door behind him. As you begin washing the dishes from the quick breakfast you and Herc made this morning, you feel his arms circle around your waist. He kisses your shoulder as you lean into him.  

“I’m glad I only have to go in a couple hours today.”

“I know at least I get one of you for most of the day,” you reply turning in his arms. “That's the benefit of having multiple soulmates, you’ll always have one of them with you.”

He laughs and kisses your temple, cheek and places a tender kiss to your lips.  

“Truly a wonderful benefit, cupcake,” he bumps your nose with his before lifting you into his arms.

“Babe!” You giggle in surprise.

“I think we should get in some quality cuddles while we miss our soulmates together.”

“A wise suggestion, love,” you nod seriously in agreement.

He smiles wide as he jumps on the bed with you in his arms making you laugh in unison.

*

Later that evening as you’re snuggled in bed with all your lovers you sigh in contentment.  

Happy, baby girl?

You laugh as you snuggle deeper into Johns chest.  

With all of you? Always.

He pulls you closer and kisses the top of your head.

I am also happiest with you, mes amours.

Laf chimes in, from behind John.

I love you all so much.  

Alex is next to think out from behind you.

Nothing is better than this.

Herc is the last to say, as you all snuggle in closer.  

You never thought you could be lucky enough to end up with one soulmate, but now you had four and they were they best people you had ever met. You had never felt more loved, more cherished, or more complete in your life. Of course, you could say that’s a given once you’ve found your soulmate, but you’re pretty positive you’ve got the best ones out there. And as you slip into sleep you’re further convinced of the fact as you hear a gentle chorus of ‘I love yous’ in your mind.  

[hamilton-imagines-brrrah]

Mistakes - Part 2

Mistakes - Part 1

Prepare for angst!! Polyhamilsquad x reader!! Let me know what you think! Send any ideas for Part 3 to my Ask Box!!

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Thomas never asks you how you’re doing. He never asks if you’re feeling better, or if you’ve gotten over your boyfriends. Thomas doesn’t bother to ask because he knows the answers already. Your brother knows that everything is exactly how it was the day you arrived at his door even though it’s been two weeks.

Unfortunately, Thomas isn’t the only person around you, and your other friends start to notice your sudden absence from the boys’ lives.

“Y/N, you can’t just ignore the problem” Peggy leans forward, her distinctive yellow top making her stand out among her sisters. “All five of you are miserable. John said that he tried to visit you at work the other day because you aren’t answering any of their calls, but Washington says that you’ve been working remotely from Jefferson’s apartment!”

You let out a soft sigh, glancing at the other two Schuyler sisters to see if either of them are on your side, no such luck. “Alex works at the same place I do, John works at the marine aquarium only a block north, and both Hercules and Lafayette work only two blocks south of the office. Why the hell would I go to work when all four of my ex’s are in the vicinity? I still love them, Pegs! And I thought they loved me, or were at least close to it! If I talk to them I’ll break down and I’d rather not do that while I’m at work”

Eliza lets out a soft sigh, one of her small hands reaching out to rest on yours, “Of course they love you. Alex has always been one to say stupid stuff without thinking, you know that. He’s kind of an asshole, he was even like that in high-school when I dated him for a little while, and he hasn’t changed in all these years.”

The oldest Schuyler sister nods along with Eliza, “When Alexander’s angry he’ll say whatever will hurt the most. He’s awful about confronting his feelings, so instead he hurts everyone around him. Alex thinks that if he pushes everyone he loves away it means he is less likely to get hurt.”

Letting out a soft breath, you nod and take another sip of your tea, “Yeah, I guess you’re right. It still sucks. I just don’t know if I can have my position in our relationship used as a weapon like that, it makes me question the past 10 months of my life with them. What if Alex isn’t the only one who regrets me being a part of the relationship?”

“They don’t! I promise that none of them do! Y/N, listen to me, Lafayette has been inconsolable ever since you left, Hercules has been angry, giving both John and Alex the cold shoulder, John has been beating himself up, and Alex is either working himself into an early grave or trying to find a way to contact you.” Peggy’s eyes bore into yours, “You need to talk to them. It’s not good for any of you to leave things like this, even if you guys decide to end things permanently at least everything will be out in the open.”

“I guess you’re right. I can’t exactly avoid work forever either, I don’t think George’ll survive much longer without me there. I’ve already gotten a bunch of emails from him about clients, and having to deal with Jefferson, and even him asking where the coffee is” You pull out your phone, “You think it’s too chicken to just text Laf to set up a meeting?”

Angelica raises her eyebrow, “You’re going to text Lafayette, the man who has been inconsolable ever since you left the way you did? The least that man deserves is a phone call. He and Herc didn’t do anything and you’ve been ignoring them, the only ones who you should be mad as are Alex and John, not Lafayette and Hercules”

“I hate to say this, but Angelica’s right” Eliza’s eyes flick away from yours, “Laf loves so deeply and he hurts so much when someone he loves is in pain, and now everyone that he loves is in pain and there’s no way for him to fix it because you’re avoiding all of them.”

“I know, I didn’t realize how much I was hurting all of them. When I get back to Tommy’s I’ll call one of them, I’ll set up a meeting and … and we’ll figure everything out.”

All three of the girls nod and flash bright smiles, “Good, you’ll have to let us know how it goes. All of you are still our friends and even if you guys split you’re still our friend.”

“I know, and I will. We’ll have a girls-night and I’ll tell you everything that happens, okay?”

“Sounds like a plan” Angelica finishes her coffee, “Well, we’re going to head out so you can get back to Thomas’. You have a phone call to make.”

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Staring down at your phone you try to decide who it would be best to reach out to. Alexander is out of the question, if he was angry before he’ll be furious now and would probably refuse to meet with you on principle. John was probably the same, he and Alex almost always agreed with each other so if Alex refused to meet with you John would too. Especially if they had made up. Lafayette had always acted as the mediator between everyone, he’s the one who makes sure everyone gets along, but Eliza said that Laf wasn’t taking the separation well, so he might be too emotional. That left Hercules, he was always willing to listen and he hadn’t even been present for the fight, it seemed like he was the best choice.

The phone only rings three times before it’s picked up, “Y/N” Hercules’ deep voice breathes down the phone, “Are you alright? How have you been? We haven’t heard from you in weeks, sweetheart! We’ve been so worried!”

You let out a breathless chuckle, not expecting concern to be the first thing out of his mouth, “I’m alright, Herc, a little sick but the flu was going around the office before I started working from home, so I’m not worried. I-I’ve been staying with Tommy, we’ve been taking care of each other. I’m sorry that I’ve been avoiding everyone, I needed some time to digest everything that was said.”

“I know, sweetie, you don’t even know how pissed I was what I found out what happened. You don’t deserve to be treated like that, and Alex always seems to say things when he’s mad that hurt the people he’s closest to.”

“I know” You take a steadying breath, “I’d like to meet with everyone. I don’t want things to end the way they did. If Alexander meant what he said and really doesn’t want me in the relationship anymore I’ll respect that, but we need to talk about this. I was wondering if I could come to the apartment …”

“Yes!” If Hercules was standing in front of you he would have wrapped you in a hug, you can tell by the sound of his voice, “I’m so glad you want to talk things out, God, I’ve been so nervous that you wouldn’t ever want to talk to us again. I’ll set up a date for everyone, make sure that they know we’ll be talking everything out and then I’ll text you, okay?”

“That sounds good, Herc. Thank you” The two of you lapse into a brief moment of silence before you stare speaking again, “How is everyone? How are you doing?”

“It’s been tough without you here, sweetheart, I’ll admit it. Alex is working more than ever, Washington says that he is almost constantly hovering around your desk, waiting for you to go back. John’s quiet … he doesn’t seem depressed, but he’s not his usually happy self, he hasn’t touched his art supplies since you left. And Laf, well … Laf cries a lot. He hasn’t taken you being gone very well, and he’s been cold towards both Alex and John. He’s upset that you haven’t come back, but at the same time he doesn’t want to reach out, he wants to give you time.” Hercules lets out a soft sigh, “I’m doing alright. I’m trying to keep everyone together and be the shoulders that everyone can lean on”

You run trembling fingers through your hair, “I’m so sorry, Herc. I didn’t mean to make everything such a mess. We’ll make it better, I promise. Even if I’m not your girlfriend anymore I’d like to stay your friend, no matter what we’ll be there for each other, okay?”

“Okay, Y/N. You had better remember that when you come over, you were my friend first, so you have to stay my friend if the others want to end things romantically.” Herc lets out an empty chuckle, “We’ll just have to see”

“Everything will be fine, Herc, you’ll see. You’ll see.”

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Hercules texts you the next day to tell you when the meet-up will be. Apparently, everyone will be at the apartment this coming Friday, and they all agreed that they can’t leave things the way they are. Even Alex agreed to be civil and try to listen to all sides of the story.

“Tommy, I’m not gonna home for dinner tonight, why don’t you go out with James? I know you haven’t been going out because of me”

Your brother lifts his head up from the couch pillows to stare at you, “Where are you going? You’ve barely left the house since … that night”

“I’m actually going to meet with the guys. I talked with Hercules, and the two of us set up a meeting. We decided that it wasn’t good to leave things as they were, and even if they don’t want me to be part of the relationship anymore we need to clear the air”

Thomas groans and sits up, his dark eyes meeting your own, “Do you want me to come with you?”

You reach out and pat his hand, “No, this is something between the five of us and I want to keep it that way”

“Fine, but you tell Hamilton that if he hurts you anymore I’ll kick his ass. And don’t give me that look, it’s my job to protect you as your big brother. We’ve been protecting each other out whole lives, and I won’t let them hurt you anymore” Thomas’ hands clench into fists, “We aren’t children anymore, Y/N, we aren’t forced into silence by our parents, forced to take the beatings and berating’s. I’d do anything for you, you know?”

You quickly stand up and sit next to Thomas, pulling his taller frame into a crushing hug, “I know, Tommy, I know. I’d do anything for you too, you know that, right?” Thomas nods against your shoulder, “Good, now, call James and go out. I know you want to visit that new club that just opened, maybe he’ll go with you”

“Yeah, maybe. A night of drinking and dancing sounds good right now”

“Good, text me the address of the place so I’ll know where to come get you after my ‘meeting’ with the guys”

Thomas grins and presses a kiss to your forehead, “Alright, I will.”

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No matter how many layers you pile on as soon as you walk out of Thomas’ apartment building the New York winter wind pierces through them all.

“Why did I ever move up here? It’s too damn cold for this”

You quickly make your way down to the subway, with as much ice that’s on the road it’ll be safer to take that than to try for a taxi. There’s been nothing but car accidents on the news for the past few days, it doesn’t matter how much salt they put on the roads the ice seems to stay.

Lafayette’s ringtone blares out of your pocket causing several people to glare at you, but you pay them no mind any swipe to answer, “Hello?”

“Mon chéri! I have missed the sound of you!”

“I’ve missed your voice too Laf” You step onto the train and quickly find a seat, “What’s up? I’m on the subway so I’ll probably lose reception soon”

“I wanted to make sure you were still coming. I have been worried that you would, how you say, stand us up” Lafayette lets out a soft chuckle.

“I won’t, I’m on my way now. I’ll text you when I get off at the stop near the apartment, okay? Then it’ll be a fifteen-minute walk and I’ll be there.”

Several voices raise in the background, “Good, I will wait for your text then, mon chéri”

“Alright, Laf. Goodbye”

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‘Just got off the train, omw to the appt. ETA 15 minutes’ You send the message to both Thomas and Lafayette before tucking your phone away and trying to navigate the slippery sidewalk without falling.

The entire walk is blissfully uneventful until you get within sight of the apartment. A large hand grabs you by the back of your jacket and yanks you into the alley that you are passing.

“Hey! What the -” The knife at your throat makes any more words freeze. The man in front of you nervously glances at the mouth of the alleyway, waiting to see if anyone heard your shout before he turns his attention back to you.

“Listen lady, I don’t want to hurt you” The knife pulls away from your throat, but when you glance down you notice that the man has a gun in his other hand that that it’s aimed at your chest. “Just give me all your money and no one has to get hurt”

You nod, “Alright, like you said, no one needs to get hurt. My wallet’s in my coat pocket, I’m gonna get it, okay?”

“Yeah, yeah, just hurry up” The guys keeps his eyes on your hand as you reach into your pocket and pull out your wallet, pulling out any cash you have. “This all you got? Shit, fine. You got some nice looking jewelry, gimme that too. And your coat”

Nodding again you pull off your bracelets, rings, and the necklace that Lafayette had given you at your sixth month anniversary. The man snatches the jewelry from your hands, and you slide off the thick outer coat. “There. You have everything. Can I go now?”

The man opens his mouth, his fingers tightening on the gun, “You won’t say anything about this, lady. You look rich enough, you can replace this, and no one got hurt.”

You nod quickly, not daring to say a word. He looks like he’s about to let you go when Lafayette’s ringtone starts blaring from your coat pocket again. Several things happen at once, the man lets out a shout, drops the coat on the ground, and his finger squeezes on the trigger.

It takes several seconds for you to feel the pain of the bullet entering your abdomen. “Shit! Shit, I didn’t mean to shoot you! I didn’t mean to, I swear!”

Quickly pressing a hand to the gushing wound you slowly slide down the alley wall, “W-w …”

“It’s your fault! Your phone startled me! I wasn’t gonna hurt you!” The man shoves the money and jewelry into his pockets before he throws the coat back over top of you, hiding you from view. “Damn you, lady, no was supposed to get hurt!” With one last scornful look the man sprints to the mouth of the alleyway and is gone, leaving you alone and injured in the filth.

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Let me know what you think! Send any ideas or requests you have to my Ask Box!

[jumpingjackets]

keep the snakes away (unless they’re gucci) (hamilsquad x reader)

Request:

Anonymous said: UM HI!!! SO MY REQUEST IS THAT THE READER IS THE HAMILSQUAD'S SUGAR BABY. THANKS BYR

Word Count: 648

A/N: UM YES HELLO! I AGREE WITH THIS. Hope you enjoy!

Your eyes fluttered open as the light from the open window bathed your skin in warmth. Stretching your sleep-ridden body, silk sheets soft against your skin, you smiled at the thought of today. There was a weight next to the bed with you, dark skin and chiseled back and biceps that look right out of a Greek marble statue.

You watched the rise and fall of his breathing, before kissing his shoulder softly. You climb out of bed, picking up Herc’s discarded button up from last night’s dinner. Pants were not a priority at the moment.

You skipped downstairs to be greeted with a strong coffee aroma. Gilbert and John were on the sofa, John’s head resting on Gil’s shoulder. They looked innocently beautiful. Alexander was in the kitchen, hence the coffee aroma. He looked tired and breathtaking.

You tip toed your sock clad feet up to him and slid your arms around his waist, your chin resting on his shoulder.

“Good morning,” you whispered, and pressed your cheek on his back.

“Morning,” groggy voiced Alexander said with a yawn, placing his hand over yours on his stomach, “did you have fun with Herc last night?”

“So much fun. The restaurant was so beautiful,” you said, smiling as you let go of his body. “He got me this,” you said, pointing at a rose gold Cartier LOVE bracelet underneath a silver one.

“Ah, that color is so pretty.” He said, admiring the new bracelet next to the one he gave you. “If I were you, I’d expect more of these to come,” he said, with a wink at Gil and John’s direction. “Two, specifically.”

“Can’t wait,” you said with a smile. “Hey, so listen…” You trailed off, looking up at him with a puppy eyes.

“How much?” He said, turning around to pour his coffee in a cute owl mug that you got him.

“I’m stuck between a $1,890 and a $2,500.” You gave him an innocent smile.

“Tell you what, you’ve been good this week. I’ll get you the 2k one and you can ask one of the others for the other one.” He said, sipping his coffee.

You squealed in excitement, clapping your hands and hugging him (careful not to spill his coffee all over you). “Thank you, Daddy A!”

He kissed the top of your head, but just as quickly lifted your face up to his with a finger under your chin.

“Be good, now. I’m being generous. Don’t make me regret it.” He said in a stern voice. It made your knees buckle.

“Y-Yes, Sir,” you said, biting your lip.

As Alexander kissed your forehead and walked away to work, Hercules reached the bottom of the stairs.

“Hello, you.” He said, winking at your direction. “I’m making breakfast, you want any?”

“Very much.” You answered, sitting up on the counter.

“Are any of the others awake?” Hercules yawned as he took out eggs and a gallon of milk from the fridge.

“Alex is. John and Gilbert are passed out on the couch.” You said, swinging your feet.

Hercules took a look at you, and with a serious face walked over to where you were sitting. He spread your legs slightly, stood between them and placed his hands at your side.

“So, I overheard a little mouse talking about something she wanted.” Hercules said in a low voice, looking at your lips. “Can daddy know what it is?”

You looked into his eyes, biting your lip. “Um, the Gucci sweatshirts I was talking to you about the other day. Daddy A said he could get me one of them.” The last sentence almost a whisper.

“I can get you the other, but since you went over your limit this month you might have to work a little for it, if you want it badly.”

You had a few ideas on how you would earn it.

[obiwan824]

Writing Thing Day Four- Poly! Hamilsquad x Reader w/ Cool mugs, warm drinks

A/N: I... don’t listen to Hamilton anymore, so I kind of forget how to write for these characters, but most people followed me for this, so I’m trudging through it!

“Good morning, beautiful.” Alex pressed his lips to her forehead with a smile. Y/N sighed.

“You better have a good excuse for waking me up this early,” she grumbled. Alexander shook his head.

“Nope, just wanted to see your lovely eyes again.”

Y/N rolled over and closed her eyes. “Your pickup lines won’t save you this time, Hamilton.” She pushed herself forward and into John’s arms, who held her with a smile.

“See? Wake her up early and she loves me more,” a half-asleep John whispered. Alexander wrapped his arms around Y/N’s waist and nuzzled into her neck.

“Both of you go to sleep, you can’t stay up all night working and then wake up this early.” she smiled softly as Laurens kissed her cheek. “Flattery won’t help you, let me sleep.”

“Laf’s cooking breakfast,” Alexander whispered in her ear. “It’ll be done soon, and then he’ll wake us up. Wouldn’t you rather already be awake?”

Hercules, reading in the corner, looked up. “All of you go to sleep, it’s 5 in the morning.”

“See?” Y/N whispered childishly, poking John’s nose. Alex began to kiss her neck and jawline down to her chest. “Alex, stop it.”

“Alex, stop it now or so help me, God, I will come over there-” Hercules piped up.

Alexander stuck out his tongue. “Fine.”

Laf suddenly came in. “Good morning, mon amours! Breakfast is ready!”

Y/N groaned. “Seriously? This doesn’t count. Alex ruined all of my extra sleeping time.”

Lafayette, smiling, came around to the other side of the bed and handed her a mug of coffee, which she took gratefully and sipped from it. “Ah, mon ange, but I made your favorite!”

“Fine.” Y/N took a long sip of coffee and kissed Laf. “But only because I love you.” She studied the mug one more time before drinking and pulling herself out of bed. She handed the empty cup to Laf. “More, please- I’ll need it.”

[everythingislegalinsantafe]

Cherry On Top (Poly!Hamilsquad x Reader)

a/n: the ending is cheesy im so sorry 

requests: Poly!Hamilsquad with an insecure s/o who they keep ignoring (exhausted, too busy with work, etc) so s/o just starts going out late and hanging with some questionable people to forget about their loneliness. I need more hamilsquad angst pls

Can you do a poly hamilsquad × reader where the reader is super duper shy and really insecure but then the squad just kind of waltzes into her life and refuses to leave please?

word count: 3,017 words

Being a waiter and being extremely shy made it difficult for you to work sometimes. You’re always afraid to speak up loudly whenever asking people for their orders and would always internally freak out whenever they told you the order is wrong, but other than that you were very good at your job. You never had any bad experiences, except a few awkward ones, until a group of men came barging through the restaurant one day, talking and laughing loudly which caused many looks of distaste to come their way. Each one were gorgeous in their own way, but they were still being very annoying.

The man you first spotted was the tallest of the bunch, with dark curly hair tied up in a bun and a neatly trimmed beard. The next man was slightly shorter than the first but definitely stronger as you noticed his broad shoulders. The third man had curly hair like the tallest man, but it was tied in a ponytail to show off his freckled face. The last man was the shortest and had straight hair slicked back in a ponytail. He also seemed to be ranting about something while the other men looked at him amused.

You were taking orders from a young couple when they decided to walk in and you almost dropped your pen at the sudden noise. You grumbled and kept glaring at them over you shoulder while still trying to maintain a cheerful face for the couple. The hostess at the front desk tried to unsuccessfully calm them down as she led them to their seats which, unfortunately for you, was in your section. This caused a sense of panic to overwhelm you.

Usually when rowdy boys came into the restaurant they almost always either:

a) made fun of the waiter

b) flirt with the waiter

c) ignore the waiter until absolutely necessary

You didn’t mind the last one, but usually they gave little to the no tip stating you weren’t an ‘avid server’.  With this group you were praying for the last one as you cautiously walked up to their table while gripping you pen behind your back. They didn’t notice you yet as they were staring at the menu or laughing with each other.

“H-hi, I’m (Y/N) and I’ll be your server for tonight. Can I g-get you guys anything to drink?” You stammered.

Suddenly all the boys stopped talking as they looked up from the menus to stare at you. You started fidgeting nervously at the silence and you took a deep breath to calm yourself down as you looked down at your shoes.

Finally after what felt like hours of torture, one of them spoke up.

“I’ll have a lemonade.” The tall man said which you quickly noticed his French accent.

“I’ll have a diet coke,” said the stronger looking man. “And he’ll have a water to cool him down.” He pointed with a laugh to the shortest man of the group who seemed red with rage.

You looked at the freckled man, “A-and what are you having?”

He didn’t answer and just stared at you oddly while his head was propped by his elbow and tilted to the side. You shifted and started to shake under his stare.

“Laurens!” One of the men yelled.

“Oh sorry! I’ll have a sprite.” He said with a bright grin and a wink.

You blushed slightly and looked down to write down their orders and quickly walked away. Your face turned even more red as you heard them quietly whispering and you just knew they were talking about you.

You grabbed their drinks, but you tried to take a bit longer than usual so you wouldn’t have to face them yet. You shakily walked up to them as you balanced the drinks in your hand and handed them to each of their owners. You noticed as soon as you walked up their whispering stopped which further confirmed that they were indeed talking about you, or most likely in this case, making fun of you. You took out your pencil and paper to quietly asked if they were ready to order.

Throughout the entire time while you served them, they would always do the same thing.

Whisper once you walked away, stop when you came back, stare at you while asking if they needed anything else, repeat.

You tried to keep it together and not cry or become visibly upset in front of your other tables and the group of gorgeous men who caused the problem, but it was becoming increasingly difficult as the night progressed.

Finally, you gave them the check which meant they were leaving soon and so were you since your shift ends in ten minutes. Afterwards, you clocked out and walked outside to see it was pouring. You ran to your car and sighed as you were enveloped in warmth. You were about to drive away when you heard people arguing outside the restaurant.

You turned and saw it was the group of men from before, arguing about how they should get home. You realized they walked here and would most likely have to walk back in this weather.

You sat in your car and debated with yourself. You wanted to offer them a ride but would they think that’s weird? Would it be awkward in the car? Would they make fun of you if you asked?

You decided to just do it and you took a deep breath as you approached them.

“H-hi, I overheard you saying you would probably have to walk h-home and I wanted to ask if you would like a ride?”

The men stopped and stared at you and you immediately regretted your decision and back pedaled.

“I-I’m sorry! I didn’t want to seem weird especially since I was just your server but I felt bad for you guys an-an-and I’m sorry.” You blurted out as you covered your face with the sleeves of your jacket.

“Woah it’s ok! We were just surprised!” The short man explained. “We would be so glad if you gave us a ride. Y'see it was drier earlier and we decided to just walk and we didn’t know it was gonna rain and we were so hungry and-”

“Alex, shut up,” The stronger man glared teasingly and then smiled at you. “I’m Hercules, that’s John but we call him Laurens,” He pointed to the freckled man. “That’s Lafayette,” He nodded to the French man. “And this little guy is Alex.” He said as he wrapped the shorter man for a hug as Alex rolled his eyes.

“Your name is (Y/N), right?” John asked.

You nodded and tucked some of your hair behind your ear.

“We can’t thank you enough, mon ami,” Lafayette smiled as you led them to your car. “We will repay the favor somehow.”

You quickly blushed and told him it wasn’t necessary, but all the boys protested.

“C'mon (Y/N) you totally could’ve let us walk home and die in the rain.” John moaned.

You quickly tried to change the subject, “S-so what were you guys doing out and about? Were you just hanging out?”

Alex piped up, “It was date night for us.”

A beat passed when the dots connected in your head that they were all dating each other, “O-oh that’s nice! I h-hope you all had fun.”

They all grinned brightly at you when you didn’t seem disturbed by their relationship.

“It was wonderful, mon ami.” Lafayette grinned at you.

For the rest of the car ride the boys made jokes and asked about you, which you would shyly reply. You were fine with answering them until John asked if you were dating anyone.

You blushed and tried to spit out a reply until you noticed your GPS said you arrived.

“We’re here!” You exclaimed as you parked in front of their apartment building. Luckily on the drive over here, the rain stopped and fell into a light drizzle.

“Thanks (Y/n)! You’re the best!” John yelled as he ran inside hand in hand with Alex. Hercules gave you a wave before he walked inside, not minding the sprinkle of rain too much. You gave him a smile but turned to see Lafayette still in the back seat.

“Ah, (Y/N)! I was wondering if you would like to accompany us to lunch tomorrow? Since you were so kind enough to give us a ride in this terrible weather.” Lafayette asked.

You blushed and started to sputter, “ I t-told you really don’t have to! I-I mean I couldn’t just l-let you guys w-walk in the rain.” You ducked your head down. “It’s ok, Lafayette.”

Lafayette rolled his eyes, “(Y/N), I insist. Please come to lunch with us, we would love to see you again.”

You nodded shyly and gave him your number. He hugged you and gave a kiss on your cheek before he left the car, “See you tomorrow, (Y/N!)”

Ever since after that day the boys have never left you side. You were at their apartment more than your own and you never had a dull moment with them. Being around the boys helped you come out of your shell. You were still shy, but they helped you feel less insecure about yourself since they always gave you the sweetest compliments. There was only one downside to all of this however, you fell in love with not just one or two of them. Oh no, you fell completely in love with all of them.

Each boy was so different and unique and treated you so kindly that you couldn’t help it. They would give you so much attention and love that you felt like you were in their relationship too, but that wasn’t the case.

Lately, however, the boys have been ignoring you. At first you thought it was because they were too busy with their jobs, but they would still go out with each other and not with you. Your movie nights and sleepovers were cancelled over and over again and you couldn’t remember the last time you actually talked to one of them without them sounding disinterested.

You believed they were getting bored of you, which brought back your insecurities and shyness in full force. You never went outside anymore, only if you absolutely had to, and you completely stopped talking to the boys. Ever since you started ignoring them, they tried to contact you anyway possible, which both angered and upset you.

It’s alright if they ignore me but once I do it back it’s not alright? You would think angrily at night. Who do they think they are?

But then your mind would turn back around with a new thought.

They never liked you. They pitied you, idiot. Your brain would yell at you. You were only around for attention and nothing else.

Since you were so shy, the only friends you had were your coworkers and the boys. You never hung out with any of your coworkers, but you got along well with a couple of them and today you decided to stop mourning and go out for once. You were finishing getting ready when you got a text.

jmads: (1:28 PM)

u almost ready? im outside

You quickly slipped on your shoes and grabbed your belongings before locking the door. You waved when you saw James but stopped slightly when you saw another person who you did not know.

“Hey (Y/N), I know we were suppose to get some food together but Thomas here asked if he could tag along.” James asked.

You waved shyly at Thomas and he smirked. He didn’t give you the best vibes, but if James was friends with him he couldn’t be too bad.

The three of you walked down the street and came up to the little café that you always loved. You were about to sit next to James when Thomas wrapped an arm around your shoulder.

“Come sit by me, (Y/N). I don’t bite…much.” He grinned mischievously.

He plopped you down right next to him, a little to close if you were asked, and kept his arm around you. You tried to talk to James more, but he just kept asking you questions to “get to know you better”.

“Y'know,” Thomas said as he scooched closer. “Madison never told me how gorgeous you are.”

You tried to move away but he held you close to his side.

“But I have heard it from Lafayette.”

You head snapped up and froze, “H-how do you know Lafayette?”

“Oh now you wanna talk,” He chuckled. “Me and Lafayette go way back, darlin’ but enough about me. Lafayette used to talk to me all the time about you. How him and his boyfriends love ya to death.”

The more he talked the more you started to fidget. You knew somehow this was leading to something bad.

“Y-yeah, I’m good friends with a-all of them.” You played with the hem of your shirt.

“But they ignore you now don’t they, sweetheart?”

Your eyes went wide and you tensed up, surprised and shocked that he knew such a thing.

“I bet that hurt you. Didn’t it, darlin’? Aren’t you upset with them?” He asked with a fake pout, mocking you.

“Thomas that’s enough, not now.” You heard James warn as he looked over at another table, but Thomas ignored him and kept going.

“I bet you’re looking for someone to patch that hole up. Someone who could make you happy.”

You looked up at him with tears in your eyes and nodded. Thomas got closer and cupped your face.

“I can be that person, (Y/N)”

It looked like he was about to kiss you until…

“(Y/N), what the hell?” Someone yelled and grabbed your arm for you to get away from Thomas.

You looked up and saw Alex glaring at you, red in the face with John behind you looking defeated.

“Why were you with Jefferson? And why was he getting all close to you? How do you know each other?” He yelled at you while you stood frozen on the spot. “Never mind all the we’re going home. Goodbye Jefferson!” Alex taunted.

He barged out of the café while John held onto you. You looked at him confused and wanting answers, but he just shook his head and told you to wait until you got back to their apartment.

You sat in the car in tense silence, with Alex fuming in the driver’s seat while John looked dejected out the window. Nobody spoke all the way to their apartment.

As you walked into the door of their apartment behind Alex and John, the memories of being with them, being left alone, and what just happened all flooded into your mind. You heard Alex yell angrily for Laf and Herc while you were still reminiscing and you soon started to sob.

“(Y/N)? Ma chérie, what happened?” Laf questioned as he came out of the bedroom. He and Hercules were about to hug you when Alex interrupted.

“Don’t hug them! They were getting all cuddly with Jefferson earlier,” Alex screeched. “Plus they’ve been ignoring us!”

You suddenly stopped crying and tensed up. You were ignoring them?  

YOU were ignoring THEM?

Your self control shut down.

“EXCUSE ME?” You yelled as the boys flinched. “Last time I fucking checked you four were ignoring me! I was trying to contact and hang out with you guys and I barely ever got a hello from any of you! I thought at first you were busy with work but then I would see you all getting breakfast or some shit!”

The boys stared at you, frightened, as they never heard you yell that loudly or curse.

“And to put the cherry on the mcfucking top, once I decided to ignore you, next thing I’m getting texts out of nowhere! Asking me to hang out! How fucking hypocritical! I’m not some little toy where you can tell me when you want me and when you don’t!” You were so angry tears started to fall from your eyes as you screamed.

“So,” You whimpered softly, a drastic difference from just a moment ago. “Why were you ignoring me?”

The boys’ faces softened as they saw your tears. They looked at each other before Hercules spoke up.

“We were…trying to plan on how to ask to join our relationship.” He said softly as he stepped closer to you.

“You…what?” You asked as you tried to dry your eyes.

Hercules and Laf enveloped you in a hug, “We really like you, ma chérie. We just couldn’t think of how to ask you and we were so busy that we didn’t even notice that we weren’t paying enough attention to you.” Laf snuggled his face into your hair.

You giggled, “R-really?”

“God (Y/N) we were making it so obvious,” John stepped into the hug. “We absolutely adore you and would do anything for you."

You looked over at Alex, who looked absolutely heartbroken and for once in his life, speechless.

“I-I’m so sorry, (Y/N) I didn’t know you were so lonely and I d-didn’t mean to make you cry it’s just that,” He took a deep breath. “We care about you so so much and we were so afraid to fuck up our friendship with you if we asked you out and t-then you ignored us and it broke our god damn hearts.”

Your heart was breaking at seeing Alex like this. You wanted to pull him into the hug, but you knew he had more to say.

“A-and then I saw you with Jefferson and I just couldn’t take it an-an-and, God we just love you.”

He fell into your embrace as the five of you hugged and you were so happy you started crying again.

“(Y/N), baby, what’s wrong?” John cupped your face.

You shook your head and looked at each of your boys, “I love you all too. And I would be honored to join your relationship.”

All of them cheered as you felt your face become buried in kisses and you knew you would never be ignored again.

[caffeine-and-tears]

Poly!Hamilsquad x Fasting! Muslim! Reader

Title: ? 

Character: Poly Hamilsquad 

Type: Headcanons

Triggers: None?Mild swearing? 

 Plot: Imagine Poly hamilsquad x a Muslim SO who’s fasting during Ramadan

ALSO sorry if I did anything wrong this is just my experience with fasting and what I think they would do, Everyone’s different though!

Expect them (Mainly John) to ask a lot of questions like:

How do you know when it’s time?-What happens if you forget?-What if you're sick?-Is it okay for your health

They’re just curious if they ask too much don’t be afraid to ask them to stop for a while

They’ll understand

Best believe when your fasting they will not eat a n y t h i n g and I mean  a n y t h i n g around you

They don’t want to make it harder!

Chewing gum when you’re around?

NOT TODAY SATAN

If you ask for help with cleaning or anything they will do it for you no questions asked!

Unless you want to help to distract yourself you are not allowed to exert your body!

They will be extremely helpful for the following reasons:

If you ask for help with getting up before sunrise to eat Alex is ya boi

He wasn’t sleeping anyways He can wake up early 

The rest will try but they look so frickin cute at four in the morning

Alex will help you make food in the morning even if he can barely toast bread

He’ll attempt

Alex is weirdly good at knowing the best foods that will keep you filled for the day

He’ll go against his ‘coffee is life’ attitude because Google said it dehydrates you SO ONLY WATER

You’ll have to wrestle Alex back to bed with you with cuddles and kisses

 He’ll also recommend books if you’re looking for a distraction

John is really good when your mood is down or you're irritated because    y o u ‘ r e  s o  f r i c k i n   h u n g r y and will try his best to cheer you up

Your favorite way is when he’ll tell you the 13 turtle facts of the day 

Mostly because he couldn’t find any more than 13 

The facts are okay BUT SEEING HIS ADORABLE FACE AS HE TALKS ABOUT TURTLES GIVES YOU L I F E

HE’S JUST SO HAPPY AND SMILEY WHILE TELLING YOU HOW MUCH HE LOVES THEM AND HOW COULD YOU BE UPSET WHILE WITNESSING THIS PRECIOUS BOI

He also loves it because you seem to like hearing him talk about stuff and he just loves to see you smile!

Laf will help you make the Iftar meal! Anything you want your choice!

He will spend hours with Alex googling the best recipes because ONLY THE BEST FOR YOU

They become food experts

 Even Gordon Ramsay would be impressed

But unlike Alex, Laf can actually cook more than cereal

And Herc will help you shop for food! He doesn’t really know what’s going on but preparing a big meal like that every day means more groceries and he’s good company

He’ll usually stay quiet unless you ask him to talk just because he doesn’t want to bother you

He’ll also be the one to handle conversations if you don’t want to be social while you’re fasting

If you take naps in the middle of the day to conserve energy god forbid anything wakes you up

NO ONE IS ALLOWED TO WAKE YOU UP DURING THE NAP

N O  O N E

One time John got a phone call in the next room while you were napping and he forgot to put his phone on silent so he woke you up

He apologized for 37 minutes and 5.6 seconds straight 

(Alex timed it)

He also turned into Evan Hansen rambling for the entire time

They will avoid e v e r y t h i n g food related in the media and outside 

Which is quite an accomplishment 

You guys will be driving when someone will spot a food advertisement and you have 6 hands covering your eyes

Only six because someone (probably Herc) is driving

During the day if any petty arguments happen it’s an unspoken rule to wait until sundown to talk about it

Even if you weren’t in the argument you and Herc are really good at finding a middle ground

And if you were it’s better to talk about it once everyone has calmed down and has a clearer head

Eventually though it will end and they would love to join in on the Eid celebration! 

They’ll do some research but mostly they’ll ask you stuff

 If you’re celebrating with your family and invite them they will m e l t

But they’ll be extra careful because again they don’t really know and don’t want to mess anything up

Tbh it’s adorable

Basically, they love you regardless of your religion and would love to learn more about it

But one thing that will always stay the same while you’re fasting is cuddles

Cause none of them can live without cuddles

[hamilkilo]

Dealing With the Unimaginable

Prompt: the reader goes through a hard loss, which triggers her back into self harm and depression, and the boys discover her scars.

Pairing: Poly!Hamilsquad X Reader!!!

TW: mention of losing someone to suicide, depression, self hatred, suicidal thoughts, panic attacks, self harm, flirting, moderately spicy language, crying(a lot).

A/N: this is my first piece I’ll be posting in second person, and I’m new to this, so please, have pity on me. Please excuse any typos, it’s moderately unedited, but I did my best. If you have any TWs you’d like me to tag, please let me know! Please enjoy!

Word Count: 3457

You had never been good at taking care of yourself. You knew that. You never made a big deal about it because it never seemed like a big deal to you. But then your friend from work killed himself, and it brought everything back. You hadn’t been that bad for years, and then you were. Everything came back stronger. You were pissed off at your friend for being able to do what you couldn’t. You were spiraling out, losing your grip on everything. It didn’t matter that everything had changed. It felt like you were right back where you were. The first sign that you were bad again was when you came home from the gym a week later and went to take a shower. You passed John and Lafayette snuggled on the couch, watching Master Chef. They greeted you, and you mumbled something back, lost in thought. This didn’t raise any questions since they were used to you being out of it after a trip to the gym. You could hear quiet tapping from the kitchen, signaling to you that Alex was typing himself into oblivion, and you almost smiled. Almost. You went to the bathroom and passed Hercules’ sewing room on the way, but the light was off. It wasn’t too late, so he was probably finishing up at the shop. After you turned the water on, you stood by the shower, naked, waiting for it to heat up. You kept turning the past week over in your head. Your friend took a few painful days to die; it wasn’t quick. You believed he could make it. He didn’t. And you were pissed off at him for it. He made you hope. Now he was dead. Why couldn’t you be dead, too? You could feel your thoughts spinning and the sickening feeling of a spiral was forming in your chest. You climbed into the steaming shower, hoping it would help you relax. You had set your phone up to play classical music over the speakers, but even that didn’t help. The hot water made your skin tingle, but you couldn’t stop shaking. Your thoughts were messy and you found yourself thinking those same, destructive thoughts again. You knew you should stop, but you couldn’t. So instead, you began to cry. It started out slow, quiet. But then, your shoulders were quaking and you were gasping. It was taking all of your energy to muffle the animalistic noises built up in your chest, and you slowly sank to the floor in the shower. The water pounded down on your back as you struggled to breathe, a panic attack gripping at you. You had to calm yourself down. You had to. But you couldn’t. Luckily, it wasn’t full blown yet. You shut the water off and stumbled from the shower, gasping, crying, and trembling. Your main focus was getting out of the bathroom. You had to get out of there. It was suffocating you. You clumsily wrapped yourself in a towel and shoved the door open. You made it to the master bed, where you collapsed. The panic attack began to take its toll, strangling you. You tried to keep quiet; you didn’t want them to know. And they didn’t. The second sign was when you came back from his funeral. You didn’t know him as well as others did, so you completely embarrassed yourself when you broke down and sobbed over his coffin. His friends comforted you, but you felt like it should’ve been the other way around. You just couldn’t stop wailing. It was a disaster. The boys had wanted to come to the funeral with you, but you insisted it was fine. They didn’t know him personally, and you told them you were going to show support. You didn’t think it had upset you that much. It took some convincing, but they stayed in for the night. Alex had sent you a text, a gentle reminder to eat something since you’d been spacing all week. The boys had been as attentive as they could be considering you’d been aloof. They gave you your space though, since you insisted it was what you needed to grieve. After you left the funeral, you didn’t go straight home. You drove to an abandoned road near your house and parked. You got out and perched on the hood of your car. Luckily for you, it had been an oddly warm February this year. You stared up at the clear sky, spotting the stars regardless of your less than perfect eyesight. You’d never been a completely religious person. You believed in God, grown up with Him even, but you’d never been as religious as you wanted. You yelled at God that night. You demanded to know why He’d let your friend leave. You were pissed at Him for making you live through this hell. You were pissed He made you live. You gave Him an earful that night before breaking down again. Then, you dried your tears, climbed in your car, and drove home. When you went inside, Lafayette greeted you first, pulling you into a tight hug and kissing the top of your head. “Mon ange, are you alright?” He asked as he caressed your cheek. It was no secret you’d been crying. You gently moved away from his touch, not wanting them to see you like this. “I’m fine. I’m a sympathy crier.” John joined the two of you by the door and gave you a tight embrace as well, kissing your cheek. “Y/N, you should’ve let us come to the funeral with you.” You bit your lip and shook your head. “And let you see me sympathy cry? No way!” You made a joke to try and get them off your case. You really just wanted to be alone so you could cry. “Hey, Y/N!” Alex came out of the kitchen carrying two mugs of coffee. He joined the clustering by the door and handed you a warm cup. You gave him a weak smile before you took a sip. “Do you want to join us? We’re watching FRIENDS reruns,” John offered. It was tempting; you loved that show. But you loved crying alone even more. “Thank you, but I think I’m just going to go to bed,” you handed Lafayette the mug. “Herc actually just went to bed. Business has been busy lately. Because the weather has been so nice, people are already trying to buy spring clothes, so he’s been popping,” Alex informed you as he went over and plopped on the couch. He tucked his feet under him and loudly slurped his coffee. Lafayette said something in French that sounded like a scold, and Alex scowled. However, he did stop loudly slurping his coffee. John suddenly spoke up, “You know we’re here for you, right?” Your eyes flashed to him, and you felt your stomach flip. “Yeah, I just need some space to sort through it all and process, ya know?” He narrowed his eyes, suspicious, but slowly nodded. Lafayette swung his arm around your shoulder, pulling you close to him. “John,” He stated quietly, “why don’t you join Alex on the couch? I’ll put Y/N to bed, then I’ll join you, d'accord?” John glanced at you, pondering, then nodded. He went over to Alex and sat down beside him. Alex was quick to snatch the mug from John’s hands. He must’ve already finished his since he began to sip at John’s. John seemed unfazed and put his arm across Alex’s shoulders. Lafayette began to lead you down the hall, his arm still around you. He was a full head taller, and his high pony tail he was rocking tonight didn’t help the height difference. When you got outside the bedroom door, he paused and took your hand in his. “Y/N, are you sure you’re alright?” He stared at you, but you looked away. “Yeah,” your voice didn’t sound convincing. “Like I said, I just need space.” You felt ridiculous. Your boys knew loss. The boys had been over seas, enlisted in the Iraq war. They’d seen people die. They knew loss. You hardly knew the guy from work. You shouldn’t be such a mess. “We love you, mon amour,” He whispered before he kissed your cheek. You could tell he wanted to say more, but he stopped from pressing the topic. Instead he said, “Get some sleep, we’ll be in soon.” You hugged him quickly around the waist, taking him by surprise. He quickly returned the hug, caressing the back of your head as you burrowed your face into his t-shirt. He smelled like fresh linen. He stroked your hair and held you as you stayed there, then you pulled away. “I love you, too,” you whispered before you quickly retreated into the bedroom. You joined Herc in the bed and were unsurprised to discover he was out like a light. You cuddled up to his front, his heat enveloping you in a pleasant way. He moved and put his arm over you, pulling you closer to him, before he nuzzled into your neck. He was such a cuddler in his sleep. While he held you, you quietly, and shamefully, cried yourself to sleep. The third sign was when you were up late on a Tuesday night. You had come home from work and cuddled with the boys on the couch, watching TV and chatting like any other night. Herc had turned in first. He had to open shop early the next morning. John had gone with him so that they could cuddle. Lafayette and Hamilton spoke in quiet French on the couch while you typed an update to your fanfiction on Wattpad. You could’ve sworn you’d heard your name dropped a few times, but French was so fast and smeary that you couldn’t be sure. At some point, Lafayette kissed Alex before he stood from the couch and stretched. He came over to where you were on the couch and pecked your lips. “Come to bed soon, mon âme,” his accent was thick, indicating how tired he was. You hummed in response, and Laf smiled. He then turned back to Alex, who had just grabbed his laptop. “Come on, Alex. You’ve been up late every night. Take a break and come to bed before you get involved in something.” Alex sighed, and you could see the bags under his eyes. He had the bad habit of staying up wayyyy too late. “But what about Y/N?” He glanced at you, and you grinned. “I’ll be fine,” you assured him, “I’m going to finish this chapter, then I’ll come to bed. Get some rest.” He sighed, but took Lafayette’s hand. He pecked you on the forehead before he and Laf walked down the hallway. The TV played quietly in the background, giving off a soft glow to the dimly lit room. A documentary of some sort was on. You continued to type, but the dark was setting in. You could still feel the inky black in you, twisting and churning. You were still hurting. You were still pissed with your friend. Jealous of him. Your typing slowed, then halted as the same words clouded your mind. When your boys were around, the thoughts were just whispers. By yourself, however, they were all consuming. You just wanted them to stop. You knew of only one sure way. It had worked before. You went into the extra bathroom and took apart a spare, cheap razor you never used. You pulled your leggings down and sat on the toilet. It was cold beneath your bare legs, and without thinking, you went back to the one thing you said you’d never do again. And the boys didn’t know. You had several scars now over the course of under a week. Your boyfriends had been too tired to initiate any spicy activity, so they didn’t know. You had also moved to your wrists, finding it easier there. More days passed. Scabs healed up. Some broke and bled. You were managing. You were lying across Lafayette, Alex, and John on the couch after work one evening. Herc was sewing in his sewing room. “Hey, Y/N!” He poked his head out the door with a grin. “Can you come model this for me so I can see if I need to make any alterations?” You got up and went to his room. He gave you a quick kiss when you entered, looking at his littered work table and smiling. He held up a small, black dress thing with a mischievous grin, and you felt your stomach drop. “Hercules Mulligan,” You began, “Did you spend your limited time on making me lingerie?” He blushed, but his grin got wider, and he winked at you. “Maybe… I want to surprise the boys. I haven’t been around much, and I’ve missed you guys!” You smiled, touching his cheek. He was just so darn cute. “We’ve missed you, too!” “So you’ll try it on?” He smirked down at you, and you felt your smile falter. If you did, they’d see your scars. How could you politely decline? “I don’t know… I’m feeling bloated tonight and very unsexy…” you hesitantly lied. “That’s okay. If you try it on, I can make alterations, and we can save it for another night when you feel better.” He was being so understanding. Ugh. You couldn’t think of any reason you wouldn’t. You were always first in line to try on his designs. He’d know if you declined. “I guess, for you,” you admitted defeat. “Do you have any sexy thigh highs?” Maybe you could hide the scars beneath those. “Not yet, but we can get you some,” his voice was low as he slowly ushered you behind the divider to change. “Maybe a nice jacket in case the bedroom is brisk?” You were grasping at straws. “Don’t worry, It wouldn’t be chilly for long,” his voice was suggestive and a shiver went down your spine. He left you behind the divide, and you slowly began to change. Your scars were angry and red, some of the newer ones were raised and gross. You bit your lip. There was no way to hide this. Your thighs looked a bit less bad, but it wasn’t good. The black dress looked good, though. You tugged the material as far down as it would go to cover the scars then slouched over to hide them completely. The girls were about to make an appearance, but it justified the cost. You shuffled out from behind the divider, arms behind your back and hunched over at the middle. Your scars were fairly hidden. You heard Herc begin to laugh. “Y/N! Why are you walking like that?” He approached you, his legs coming into your sight. “Here, stand up straight.” He straightened your spine, exposing your scars on your thighs, and you sucked in a breath. Luckily, he was too busy looking at your face to notice. “You look lovely,” He whispered as he tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. You flushed, arms still behind your back. “Is something wrong? Why are you standing so stiffly?” You bit your lip, searching for an answer. “Does something not fit right? Do I need to make any alterations?” He continued. “Let me have a look.” Before you could stop him, he circled behind you, then his footsteps ceased, and you could feel him staring. “Y/N…” he whispered, and you let your arms drop to your sides. You never wanted them to know. You bit your lip harder to keep it from trembling. “What have you done?” He grabbed your shoulders and slowly turned you to face him. His eyes glistened in the light as he searched your face for answers. “I… I don’t know,” you admitted. You stared down at your feet, ashamed. “I need to get the boys!” He turned to call them, but you quickly grabbed at his sleeve. “Herc, please don’t! Please don’t tell them!” You didn’t want anyone else to know. You didn’t want them to worry. “They’d want to know. I wish I knew…” he whispered before he swept you into his arms. You turned your face into his neck, hiding from the stares to come. You knew he was right, but you didn’t want him to be. “Y/N! Is that a dress Herc made you?” Lafayette was the first to speak, but you didn’t look. “Herc?” Alex spoke up, “what’s wrong?” You felt Herc shake his head, obviously lost for words. He was standing still now, but he made no move to put you down. “I… look… she…” he searched for the right words, but there weren’t any. “I messed up,” You murmured into his neck, barely loud enough for them to catch you. “What do you mean?” John asked. You heard shuffling from the couch before they surrounded you and Herc. You pulled away, tears in your eyes. How could you break their hearts? “I haven’t been doing very well lately. I’m bad again,” your voice broke on “again”. “Again? What do you mean again?” This time, Herc was confused. You took in a shaky breath. “Before we met… I was, uhh, in a bad place. I was suicidal, and I was addicted to self harm. It was a while ago, and I was doing better, but…” you paused, agitated and nervous as you ran a hand through your hair. You made a mistake. Alex caught your hand and pulled it down to look at your wrist. You turned away. “But after my friend… it came back, and I…” you began to cry. You hated that you relapsed. You had made it so far. Now, you’re back to square one. “Y/N,” Alex’s voice broke, and you cried harder in Herc’s arms. He let you to the floor, and you were quickly embraced by your boyfriends. “Mon ange, why didn’t you tell us? Why did you push us away?” Laf’s voice was soft as he gently wiped away one of your tears. Hercules patted John on the back as he cried beside you. Alex was gently tracing your scars. “I didn’t want you guys to worry. I should be able to take care of myself-” “Bullshit,” John stuttered out through the tears, “We love you. It’s our job to worry and take care of you. Please, don’t shut us out again. Let us help you.” His voice was desperate. You so badly wanted to retreat. You wanted to cut and run. You weren’t used to people showing you kindness when you got bad again. But they were waiting for you to answer, and they were worried about you. “I just don’t want to hurt you guys,” you finally stated, and Laf wiped away another one of your tears. “We don’t want you to hurt yourself,” Herc’s voice was gentle as he rubbed your back behind you. He had John pressed against his side with his other hand. Alex caught your eye. He had been running his fingers along the jagged lines. He pressed a kiss to the scars. “Please, talk to us. We might not be able to fix it, but we could try to help. We can be there for you if you’ll let us.” “I can’t be fixed,” you realized out loud, and Laf shushed you. “No no no, mon amour, you can. You need to fix yourself, and we’ll help. You’re not in this alone. You aren’t alone in this, okay?” Your eyes widened as you realized that’s what you needed. You had always been in it alone. But you had made it. You nodded in response to Lafayette, and you let the boys hug you. At some point, they moved you to the couch and draped a blanket over your shoulders. Laf threw away anything you could’ve used to hurt yourself while Alex brought you coffee. Herc researched a few good therapists while John held you. He just wanted to feel you against him, reassure himself that you would be okay. You felt badly about how much you had upset him. “I’m sorry,” you whispered to him, and he shook his head. “Don’t focus on that. Focus on getting better. I love you,” he kissed the top of your head, and you rested it on his shoulder. Herc came over and explained that he would make some phone calls in the morning to find you a good therapist to help you. He, and the rest of the boys, promised to come with you if you ever needed it. They swore to you, in action and words, that you weren’t in this alone. And you believed them.

[ultrahamilham]

List of fics in order.

This is just a little update about the ficlets and what order they will be done in. I’m going to be really busy in the coming weeks, so posting will be a little slow and delayed. Fear not, I will find time at work to write as much as I can! I put them all under the cut, as this is quite long and I don’t want to clog up your dash!

Please keep sending in your prompts! I enjoy reading them and having something to look forward to writing! Half the time, they go from ficlet ideas to possible multi-chapter ideas! Any ship goes up in this joint!

1. Jamilton storm fic, requested on A03 and forgotten until like two days ago. Currently writing it, it’s getting very out of hand but it should be done within the hour!

2. Whamilton storm fic, will be fluffy and cute!

3. Historical!Lams! This one is going to be fun to do, I’m going to have to do some research on them, as I’ve never really done anything with the historical people, so I’m going to do my best! It might not be great, but I will try!

4. Burr/Laurens/Hamilton. This will be hella fun to try, and hella fucking fluffy. Just you wait!

5. GEORGE WASHINGTON’S NAKED ASS. (secretly a collab with @gagakumadraws. You should see the sketch, heck)

6. polyhamilsquad x reader. This one is going to be really fun, and rather steamy, and it’s not going to fit in a ficlet, so it’s going to take some time. This one will be worked on slowly along with my other works!

7. Hamilfam easter collab with @gagakumadraws. I’m super excited for this, I’ve already got it all planned out and I want to get to writing it ASAP along with the ficlets. So this one will be worked on in the background.

8. Jamilton V-day fic chapter 2. Send in kink requests! I need them! This will be hella smutty!!!

9. Whamilton bartender AU that will get HELLA steamy. Also accepting kink requests for this. It was going to be a ficlet but I’m thinking of making it a multi-chapter instead. Also, to nobody’s surprise, a collab with @gagakumadraws. Cannot WAIT.

10. George babysitting Philip. Enough said. (shit’s gonna be SUPER FUCKING CUTE!)

11. Hamlaf amusement. I cannot fucking wait omfg, I’m gonna keep the idea hidden because it’s too fucking funny.

12. Lams with a puppy involved. Super fluffy.

13. Whamilton with some Moana music! This one is going to be stupidly fun!

14. FLUFFY POLY HAMILSQUAD!

15. Fluffy Whamilton office cuddles because yes.

16. HAMLAF COLLAB WITH @gagakumadraws GET READY FOR THIS MULTI CHAPTER FUN!!!

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Hamilsquad x Reader Chapter 1.

Hello hello hello! Guess what, its me. And I’m containing myself from singing the rest of ‘Hello’ from Adele. So chapter 1 is up, please comment, ask questions request because I get bored sometimes all the time.

Warnings: Horrible editing, I’m on my phone posting from a roller coaster. Also swearing, always swearing.

2:09 pm.

It had been eleven days since you had told your boys. The week was spent with everyone packing, Alex repeating your family’s names under his breath, Laf trying to perfect his English, and Mr. Washington practically forcing your boyfriends to take a break. Alexander had enough unused sick days and vacations for all of you.

Angelica gave you the week off as soon as you said yes to her promotion.

“Yes. Definitely. You are going, that is final.”

“Yes, Angel, thank you so much for your input, I wouldn’t have gone without your permission.” You said sarcastically. She shoved you with her elbow and swiftly pushed you out the door so you could actually do your job.

“Don’t forget you have to start interviewing people eventually!” She called to you from her office.

3:09 pm.

“How much sunscreen do I need to take?” John asked you, sitting on his suitcase, which was overloaded with his bathing suits and art supply.

It was Thursday afternoon and you and your boyfriends were spending your last day before leaving perfecting your packing. You were leaving on Friday after Alex, John and Laf’s coffee run, they were given an extra day off. Hercules was leaving Cato with the shop for the break and Angelica said if you came to work that day, she would call security.

“I mean, I’m sure we have some at the house.. maybe a bit if you want it.” You said nonchalantly, checking your passport.

“I don’t need anymore freckles.” You looked up. John was shirtless, debating between two shirts. Freckles were dappled across his shoulders, down his back, a few on his toned chest.

“I like your freckles.” You tilted your head, clearly checking out your boyfriend. He turned around, a mischievous grin spread over his face.

“What are you-” you were scooped up and thrown on the bed. He attacked you with kisses, tickling your sides, making you squeal a protest.

He responded with more playful kisses across your collarbone. You squirmed under his grip, but not really trying.

“Lemme go!” You whined, pushing your hands up against his shoulders. “Johnny!”

He didn’t let go, but he stopped tickling you and just rested his head in the crook of your neck. You sighed, shifting under him, getting as comfortable as possible with your boyfriend collapsed atop you.

Well.. as possible you can get with another human on you.

It was these little moments that really made you fall in love. Cuddling, curling up and watching Stranger Things, buying ice cream, dancing on the sidewalk.. the list could go on forever. It was the simple seconds you spent with your partners that made you fall more in love with them anymore.

“Y/N-” Alex started, then froze when he walked into the room, seeing the two of you. “Aww!”

You grumbled halfheartedly, not really making an effort to complain. You were cozy, using John as a personal heated blanket, and you were not moving. He nuzzled his forehead on your collarbone, humming slightly. You could feel him nibbling lightly on your neck.

“Laffy! Herc! Look they’re being adorable!” He yelled, leaning his head out the doorway, alerting the other two.

“Shuddup Alex.” You said into John’s shoulder. “Alexandre, couldn’t it wait-” Lafayette opened his mouth making an inaudible coo. “You look so cute, Mon Petits.”

John lifted his head, a satisfied grin across his face. You narrowed your eyes, confused of his wicked smile. “What did you do..” You said accusingly.

“Johnathan Laurens!” Hercules scolded, shoving him off of you. You jumped up, running to the bathroom. He definitely did something.

“Fucking hell!” You yelled, throwing your arms into the air. “You’ve got to be kidding me!”

John had left a large red hickey on your neck.

“Oops!” He called from the bedroom. You could actually hear the cheeky grin on his face. “My bad!”

“We’re meeting her parents in less than forty-eight hours! No kisses!” Alex instructed, crossing his arms. Alex was 5'6 he wasn’t tall, he had a slim figure, he was far from threatening.

“But Alex!” John whined loudly. “She’s so kissable!”

You rolled your eyes. “So are the rest of them.” You gestured to your other partners.

“Tell us more about your family.” Hercules wrapped his arms around you, hugging you from behind. You smiled, kissing his shoulder.

“What do you want to know?”

“Chase, Lucas, Oliver, Charlie, Percy, Scott, Tyler, Dylan, Theo, Mason, Roy, Conner, Cory, Liam, Benny.. I’m forgetting someone!” Alex wailed, collapsing dramatically on the bed. “But don’t tell me! I have to figure this out.”

You smirked, knowing instantly who he was missing.

“Fifteen.. who’s the sixteenth?” He murmured, hitting his head with a pillow.

“Alex, Honey, relax.” John soothed, shoving a pair of flip flops into his suitcase. “They aren’t going to freak if we don’t know all of their names.” He turned toward you, his eyes wide. “They won’t freak if we don’t know all of their names, will they?”

“They are much more worried about getting Laf’s right.” You laughed, winking at the Frenchmen.

“Many have tried, few have succeeded.” He chuckled, blowing you a kiss.

“Marie-Joseph Paul Yves Roch Gilbert du Motier, Marquis de Lafayette.” You answered, shuffling around with Hercules still attached to you. “Eleven words.. my mom has more kids than that, she’ll manage.”

“Who am I missing!” Alex succumbed to help. “Fifteen.. who am I forgetting!”

“Our favorite.” Hercules kissed you head, his laugh vibrated against your back.

“Who?” Alex said desperately.

“Me.” You grinned, a teasing smile on your face. He mouth ‘o’ before sighing in relief.

“Chase, Lucas, Oliver, Charlie, Percy, Scott, Tyler, Dylan, Theo, Mason, Roy, Conner, Cory, Liam, Benny and Y/N.” He breathed, closing his eyes. “Thank god.”

“It worries me you forgot the name of our girlfriend who’s family we’re visiting.” John threw a pillow at Alexander’s head.

“Tell me stories of little Y/N!” Herc pouted. You huffed.

“I fended for myself at the dinner table, earned the eldest’s respect, in my household, it’s eat or be eaten.” You joked, a serious expression on your face. “I doubt you guys’ll survive dinner unless we eat out.”

“I don’t think I like this story.”

“I’m joking.. sort of. You’ll probably like my siblings.. Probably.” You hummed.

“Story Time!” Alex yelled, clapping hysterically like a seal. You groaned, throwing John a shirt from your suitcase.

“Tyler, Dylan, Theo, Mason, Roy, the twins, Liam, and Benny are the ones you really have to worry about.” You tilted you head, thinking about it. “They pull the most pranks, since they’re the youngest.”

“Only like half of your brothers.” Herc commented, earning your glare.

“Chase through Scott are okay. They’ll be more interested in making fun of me. And Lucas is going to be the most sane because of his kids.” You turned back to the four of them, narrowing your eyes.

“Don’t you have packing to do?” You asked, putting a pair of shoes in your bag. “We aren’t coming back for a week.”

“I’ll pack tomorrow.” Alex procrastinated in nothing but if had something to do with clothing, he wouldn’t even think about it.

“Alexandre we’re leaving tomorrow.” Laf’s inner mother hen was coming out. “Go pack.” He ordered, shoving the smaller man off his lap.

Alex simply responded with a loud screech.

“Alexander Hamilton do not make me go call Angelica!” You spun around, making him go silent and freeze.

Angelica Schuyler was the by far the level-headed, most impowering woman you had ever met.. Unless one of your boyfriends was acting up. Hercules and Lafayette were smart, they knew about Angelica’s signature ear grabbing, John and Alex on the other hand weren’t as careful. They often forgot she was there and start leaving hickeys and pinching each other. In simplest form:

Angelica did not like that.

“I’m good, I’ll go pack.” He squeaked, tripping as he sprung off the bed and out of the room.

“Well that’s one way to get things done.” Hercules held in a laugh watching Alexander stumble around.

“'Ow you say ‘whipped’.” Laf said, zipping John’s finally packed suitcase.

“The Angelica Card always works.”

7:02 am.

“It’s too early!” John whined, rubbing his eyes.

“Suck it up, Buttercup.” You pressed you lips to his temple. “You can sleep through the flight, it’s going to be about two hours till we land.”

You were sitting in between Hercules, who had the isle seat, and John who was by the window. Alex and Lafayette were behind you and John talking quickly in French. You only caught a few words, hearing your parents’ names as well as your own and your siblings.

“No! Sleep is for the weak..” He quickly lowered his voice, remembering he was on an airplane. “Oops.” John’s outburst was greeted with many ‘shh’s.

“Fine, but the ride to the lake is another two hours, so you better sleep then.” You reminded him, fiddling with your earbuds. “My family is going to be exhausting.”

“Maybe you should be the one sleeping, Princess.” Hercules chuckled, lacing his fingers with yours. “You seemed more stressed than Alex.”

“HEY!”

“SHH!”

“Yeah, Alex.” You teased, looking back at him and Lafayette.

9:34 am.

“You don’t know true power until you’ve had six three-hour energy drinks and a large cup of coffee with four shots of espresso.” Alexander was bouncing up and down, sitting on the baggage cart that was filled with your many suitcases.

“Never again..” Hercules murmured, rubbing his forehead.

“I’m banning Alex from Starbucks for the week.” You sighed, watching him let out a squeal of glee as Laf pushed the cart.

“He will die without coffee.” John commented. He hadn’t taken your advice and spent the entire flight playing flappy bird. He was mostly leaning on you for support.

You clicked you tongue against the roof of your mouth. “Without Starbucks no, he’ll just suffer, my mom makes an amazing coffee-caramel ice cream that no one can miss out on.”

“Sugaarr..” John moaned, banging his head against your shoulder. You laughed, kissing his forehead.

“ALEXANDER HAMILTON!” Lafayette yelled, running after Alex who was riding the cart down the slope of the parting lot. Laf must of let go of the cart at some point which was definitely not a good idea.

“That ended badly when Cory and Conner did that.” You remembered the stitches and the broken nose they received after the incident.

“Aww!”

You silently thanked Laf for catching him.

“You’re no fun!” He whined as he was scooped off the cart. “That was entertaining!”

“Ne discutez pas avec moi, Alexandre.” Lafayette threw his boyfriend over his shoulder and continued to push the luggage.

“That’s the car.” Hercules pointed to the black Chevrolet that’s lights were blinking.

“It’s like an FBI car!“John exclaimed excitedly, dragging you toward it. “It’s so shiny!”

“I’m surrounded by children.” Herc mumbled, face-palming.

“Alright, alright.” You ‘shh'ed your boyfriends. “John you aren’t driving, you are sleeping the entire drive.” You instructed, opening the backseat door. “In.”

He raised his hands in surrender, entering the car.

“Alex no way in hell are you driving, you’ve consumed way too much caffeine.” Laf was facing the opposite direction so you could talk to Alex, who was still being carried.

“I take offense to that!” He crossed his arms. You raised an eyebrow, seeing if he wanted to argue with you, which he didn’t. Alex quickly was put down and he retreated to the car.

“I’ll drive if you put the address in, Princess.” Hercules said, shoving the last of the suitcases into the trunk. “I don’t mind.”

“Thank god because I will get road rage and I will yell.” You sighed in relief, quickly kissing him and Laf on the lips.

“Mon Amour, we know, that’s why he offered.” Lafayette grinned, helping you in the car next to Alex, John was already falling asleep on his boyfriend’s lap.

“Fair enough.” You yawned, buckling your seat. You have Herc your address, feeling your eyes lids grow heavy.

11:24 am.

“Hey, Babygirl.” John lightly cupped his hands together, waking you. His voice was nervous. “Time to get up, little one.” You yawned, reaching you arms out as you stretched.

“What’d I miss?” You sat up, arching you back.

“I followed the GPS to the address.” Herc said from the drivers seat. “But I might of taken a wrong turn, because there’s nothing here.” You looked outside.

The car was on a familiar gravel road. Willow trees were hanging over, the swaying leaves hitting to car lightly.

“You did perfect, I can get us there from here.”

“I’m not complaining.” Alex said from above you. He had climbed through the sunroof and was sitting atop of the car. “It’s nice out here, really quiet.” You smiled, glad he was actually relaxing.

“Mon amour, do you mind driving? I think our Hercules needs a break.” Laf kissed Herc’s forehead. He did look tired, you nodded.

“It’s probably best I get us there anyway.” You opened the door, stepping out. The air was fresh, and warm due to the sun. It was different that New York, not filled with different smells, just the clear scent of summer.

Sunshine. A soft breeze. Wildflowers.

“Thank you.” Herc said sleepily, getting out of the drivers seat.

“It’ll be another thirty minutes till we get there, sleep.” You instructed him, kissing his cheek. “Alex, you should probably get back inside.” Alex did not get back inside.

“Honey come back in the car.” John whined, tugging on his boyfriend’s foot.

“But it’s nice up here.” He protested.

"Alexandre.” Laf said in a gentle, but warning tone. Alex panicked and jumped back in the car. Lafayette did have that effect on people.

The rest of the drive was quiet, Alex head was out the window, Herc was using John as a pillow, Laf was placing small kisses across the back of your hand and wrists.

You parked the stone pathway, that winded along the lake. The house wasn’t yet visible, shielded by the gardens around it. You could see some of your siblings on the docks, who were noticing the new car pulling up.

“Uh,” you clasped your hands together, gaining your boyfriends’ attention. You sent an apologetic look on your face towards Hercules since he was sleeping. “I want you guys to know.. my family has a different amount of money than most families.”

“We don’t care how much money your family has, Mon amour.” Laf pressed his lips to your fist. “We love you, and we’ll love your family.” You inhaled.

“Okay, and I’m just forewarning you on this one, their sort of crazy.”

“Don’t stall, Babygirl.” John teased.

"Oh my god! We can go swimming! Is that a speedboat?” Alex was bouncing up and down in his seat.

“Y/N!” Your brothers waved frantically from the docks.

“We could turn back now.. They aren’t very athletic.” You said, opening the door and stepping out of the car. The warm sun hitting your skin instantly.

You pulled out a familiar red whistle from your pocket.

“Is that a rape whistle?” Alex asked, popping his head out from the sunroof once again. You laughed, shaking your head.

“You’ll see.”

“That’s another boat? Do you own that one? What about that big floaty thing? Do you own that too? How about the-”

You pressed the whistle to your lips, blowing as hard on it as possible.

“HOLY FUCK!” John covered his ears, then looked around frantically, as if he was being watched. “I probably shouldn’t have said that around here.”

“That should summon them.” You put the whistle back in your jean pocket. “There’ll be a stampede in the house, so I think she should leave our bags here for now. If your ready to meet a family from your nightmares, right this way.”

“I really do hope your lying.” Laf blinked, watching your brothers that were on the docks dash into the house.

“This fountain is bigger than our kitchen.” Hercules stared in awe of the marble fountain.

“Screw the fountain!” Alex said, wildly gesturing back and forth from the fountain to the docks. “That speed boat is bigger than our entire apartment!”

“Is that a horse?”

“Moving this way.” You said, trying to change to conversation. You lead them down another gravel path that lead to your house. “You’ll probably sleep in my room, my bed is big enough.” You informed them.“

“Can we go swimming?”

Alex was probably the most excited about being on the lake. He was from the Virgin Islands and New York didn’t have the cleanest waters so he had to stick with pools. He was thrilled to be near the water and you could already picture the red sunburn he was going to receive after not wearing sunscreen.

“Yes, we can go swimming.”

“But the horses-”

“We can do that later.” You stared at the gardens that surrounded half of the house in a semicircle.

You grew up with a wealthy family. Your parents made a lot of money. They also wanted a big family. They exceeded the ‘normal’ amount of children by having thirteen more kids.

“Chase, Lucas, Oliver, Charlie, Percy, Scott, Tyler, Dylan, Theo, Mason, Roy, Conner, Cory, Liam, Benny and Y/N.” Alex murmured again, kicking rocks under his foot.

“Scarlett, McKenna, Diana, and Marco.” John added, taking his boyfriend’s hand. “And then William, Hunter, Zara, Kylie, Owen, and Lydia.”

“Jemma and Stephen are your parents.” Laf finished.

“Why thank you, now I know all of my family member’s names.” You said sarcastically but a large grin was spread across your face.

You were happy, this was your childhood home. You grew up going to this house every summer. And this week, you got to not only share it with your family but your boyfriends as well.

You stepped up to the front door, turning back to your boyfriends. You inhaled once more, telling yourself to relax.

You smiled at your partners. “Welcome to hell.”

Okay thank god I finished this today. I will definitely update next week. I hope you enjoyed and honestly I’m super jumpy right now and sorta bored now that I’m posting this because it’s only been two hours and thirty minutes since I got in the 'Space Mountain’ ride at DisneyWorld. Okay *inhale* thank you for reading.

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Five Of A Kind

Pairing: Poly!Hamilsquad x reader

Warnings: Language, fluff, opinionated comments towards the Spider-Man movies, I guess some things are implied, but barely

Just something I came up with. I’m a sucker for Poly!hamilsquad :) Takes place at the start of their relationship. Uh, shoutout to Pinterest for giving me prompt ideas ig? I’m going to start working on more requests after this. Enjoy!

She sat in a booth in the corner, watching through the window the busy streets of New York. The sun had been replaced by heavy clouds, and it was obvious it would rain any minute.

She tapped an impatient finger against the handle of her mug, looking at her phone once more before the seat across her was filled by John and Lafayette.

“About time,” She raises a brow and John looked back sheepishly.

“At least we’re not the last ones here,” Just then a waiter came over and took their drink orders. When he left, Laf took her hand into his.

“How are you, mon ange? We have not seen you in a while.” Y/N felt a pang of guilt hit her. She had been absent from the past months movie and game nights, missed out on a couple of dates, all due to school work piling up.

“I know, I’m sorry. Just had a lot of work to do. I swear, I won’t cancel again.” She smiled and Laf kissed her knuckles, only to be startled when Hercules threw an arm around him, pulling him into a kiss.

“Ce qui ne va pas avec vous? You scared me!” Laf put a hand to his heart while John snickered beside him.

Hercules chuckled and sat down next to Y/N, placing an arm at the back of the booth and kissing her cheek. “Sorry I’m late.”

“Alex is last, as usual. Give me my ten dollars,” He nudged Laf who rolled his eyes, but pulled out a bill from his wallet. The waiter came back with their drinks and took Herc’s order, as well as a coffee for Alex.

“Has he been working this late the whole week?” She asked. Though she has been doing the same recently, they all knew college classes and his job were totally different. Alex working late would only bring more tension, stress and sleep deprivation to them all.

“Just the past two days,” John shook his head, looking out the window as the rain came. “Dude doesn’t even think time exist anymore.”

“Speak of the devil,” Hercules nodded towards the front of the cafe, and they all watched him walk over.

“Fifteen minutes? That’s a new record, man.” Y/N said bitterly, but not really meaning it.

“Water falls from the sky and people don’t know how to drive.” Alexander sits next to Laf and takes off his jacket. “I’m sorry, I’ll buy this time.”

“Bribery will get you nowhere,” She sipped from her mug, but willingly ordered her meal carefree.

~~~~~

“So...it’s one character?”

“Correct.”

“But three different actors?”

“Right.”

“In three different...worlds?” Lafayette tilted his head as he watched the screen.

“Well...kinda. It’s basically in the same universe, but just different stories. Like the last Peter Parker is set in the same timeline as the Avengers.” Alex shoves more popcorn in his mouth as Laf narrows his eyes.

“I do not get it.”

“You don’t have to get it, babe,” John smiles and runs his hand through Y/N’s hair.

“Uh, yes, he does have to get it if we’re going to binge all of the Spider-Man movies,” She looked up at John as if he was crazy. He giggled and leaned down to kiss her forehead.

“All you have to understand is Andrew Garfield was the worst Spider-Man,” Hercules said, earning agreeing hums from Alex.

“But he is the cutest one,” Y/N smiled as she watched said actor on screen in his suit.

“Oh, I can totally fight with you on that!” Alex gave her an accusing stare.

“Non, I think he’s pretty cute!” Laf snuggles further into John, and the latter tilts his head up and gives him a peck on his jaw.

“You haven’t even seen Tom Holland yet, your opinions aren’t valid right now!” Alex throws popcorn at his head from the other couch.

“Shhhhh, this is the best part...” Herc put his finger up to Alex’s lips, and he quickly took it into his mouth, causing Hercules to groan in annoyance.

~~~~~

The bell above the door jingled, Hercules looking up from the suit he was working on. His concentrated frown turned into a warming smile as he saw her walk in with a plastic bag in her hand.

“Tell me there’s something edible in there?” He leaned his arms against the counter and smirked as she froze in her steps.

“Are you saying my presence isn’t enough for you?” Y/N scoffed and set the bag down next to him. “But yes, I might have some food in here.”

“I thought you had class?” Herc smiled as she pulled out two containers of burgers.

“I just finished, thought you’d be hungry. I knew you had to come in early, and from John’s drunk text last night, it seemed like you didn’t get enough sleep.” She laughed as he rolled his eyes.

“I got maybe four hours. I don’t know how Alex does it,” He munched on a fry and intertwined their hands together. “Thanks for the food.”

“Of course,” Y/N smiled and the two ate in comfortable silence after that. She could see the different types of fabric thrown across the back tables. It was an obvious sign of stress, it looked like Herc’s office at his apartment. When they finished their meal, she cleared her throat, “Hey, don’t stress yourself out okay? I know you guys are understaffed, but that doesn’t mean all the work has to be thrown on you.”

“I know, but I was the only one on shift today, which means I get all the new orders.” He ran a hand over his face and sighed. “I should probably get back to work.”

“Sure,” She started to leave, but his hand grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his chest. She leaned into the embrace and smiled.

“You can stay if you want? I could use the company,” He kisses her head and leans back to look into her eyes.

“I guess I could work on some essays,” She leaned up and kissed him soundly. “Thanks.”

~~~~~

She knocked on the door as she tried to shake off the snow sticking to her coat. It opened a moment later with a relieved looking Aaron on the other side.

“Thank god,” He sighed and stepped to the side to let her in.

“Still hasn’t been out of his room?” Y/N stripped out of her jacket and looked around the messy apartment.

“Not since this morning, and it was only to get another coffee. I’m surprised you guys didn’t check on him sooner.” Aaron raised a brow as she chuckled.

“We talked to him two nights ago, and he seemed fine. Trust me, this isn’t the worse it’s been.” She knocked on his bedroom door, and after not receiving an answer, she opened it slowly.

Alexander was sitting at his desk, back to the door and typing away on his laptop. She sighed as she looked around the room. Cans of energy drinks and candy wrappers had been thrown hazardously near the small trash can in the corner, along with shreds of paper. His bedsheets were thrown carelessly and different documents laid on top.

Y/N shook her head and walked towards where he was seated at his computer chair. She wrapped her arms around the him and leaned her head on his shoulder.

“You are freezing,” He winced, voice hoarse like he hasn’t spoken in days.

“How long have you been sitting here?” She asked, eyes roaming over the paragraphs he was typing.

“Today?”

“Alex!” She tutted disapprovingly, reaching for his laptop to close it, but he was quicker, grabbing at her hand.

“No! I just need to finish this real quick!” Shoving her hand away, he leaned forward and typed faster.

“You’ve been in here for hours, for all I know days,” Y/N’s hands wrapped around his, and squeezed them. “When’s the last time you ate something? Or showered? Or walked around?”

The silence was enough to fill her question.

“You’re not taking care of yourself, Al. And do you remember that we had plans tonight? We were all gonna go ice skating.”

“Fuck, it’s already Saturday,” Alex ran a hand over his face and grumbled. “I’m sorry.”

There was frustration in his voice, and she would be lying if Y/N said she didn’t feel bad for him. He has been stressed about work lately, picking up a lot of other people’s slack and working late hours. She held him closer and kissed his neck softly, his own hand coming up to her arm and rubbing a soothing thumb across it. They stayed like that, until he eventually leaned forward and started typing away again, saving the document once again.

“When’s your deadline?”

“Tuesday.”

“Are you kidding me?!” She slammed the computer closed and pulled him away from the chair.

~~~~~

“What the hell, John?” Hercules slammed his cards against the table as John laughed.

“You guys suck at this game,” He smirked and laid his cards out.

“You’re cheating, its so obvious that you’re cheating,” Alex walked away from the table, Laf smirking at how easy it was for him to get mad.

“It’s just a game, mon amie,” Laf chuckled as Alex flipped him off.

“I’m turning in, I gotta work the early shift tomorrow,” Hercules stretched his arms and yawned.

“You are all welcomed to stay the night, there is plenty of space,” Laf offered, hope in his voice. He liked when he didn’t have to go to sleep alone, which is something that hasn’t happened in quite a while.

“I can’t Laf, I got an early meeting,” Alex frowned as he put in his shoes.

“Me too, and I got to be early or Lee will never let me hear the end of it,” John kissed the top of Laf’s head and walked towards Alex.

“I can stay, I don’t have class tomorrow,” Y/N grinned as Laf turned from disappointed to excited.

“Don’t have too much fun, you two,” Hercules smiled and kissed them both goodbye, Alex and John doing the same before leaving the house.

Laf wiggled his eyebrows with a smirk at her, which she pushed his shoulder and walked upstairs to his room. He soon followed and gave her a pair of pajamas to change into.

They fell into bed easily, Y/N cuddled up into his side as he wrapped his arms around her protectively. She could hear his heartbeat and sighed with content.

“What are you thinking about, cherie?” He whispered, not wanting to disturb the quiet.

She hesitated before answering, “How great this all has been...all of us, together. It’s pretty amazing.”

“That it is,” Laf kissed her forehead and smiled. “I wouldn’t trade these past months for anything.”

Y/N leaned forward and captured his lips, not moving until he tilted his head to deepen the kiss. He held her cheek with care, pecking her lips a few more times before pulling away.

“Get some sleep, Y/N. For all I know you could be schemeing with all this kissing.” She chuckled and kissed him one last time before turning over and leaning into his chest. He kissed the back of her neck before wishing her sweet dreams.

~~~~~

Classes had finally ended for the semester, which meant Y/N was making plans to catch up on sleep. Yet, despite her wishes to stay in her dorm for the break, the boys offered for her to switch between their homes, saying that it would allow them to spend more time together, and, let’s face it, they all didn’t like going to sleep alone.

The first weekend, they all wanted to celebrate her successful school semester, and while they wanted to go out and party, she was perfectly content with ordering take out and being lazy on Alex’s sofa.

Y/N was spread out across John, face buried in his chest while he ran his hand up her back comfortingly. She was drifting in and out of consciousness, startling between an explosion on the TV and Hercules loud laughter.

She was almost asleep when she felt John’s fingers begin to move across her spine. He had a pattern, going back and forth and up and down, almost like he was writing something. A couple minutes later she went to turn over so her face would be towards the cushion, before she figured out what he was writing.

“I love you, too,” Y/N mumbled, barely giving it a second thought before she knocked out completely.

John stared at her in shock, eyes wide and a blush across his cheeks. Even though the volume was loud, the other boys could hear her clearly, looking over in amusement, shock and adoration.

John swallowed and embraced Y/N, nuzzling into her neck and smiling as she snored.

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New Discoveries (PolyhamilsquadxReader)

A/N: Hello lovelies! I hope you’re all well. Here is another request! I hope you enjoy this anon! This request was hamilsquad discovering the reader is ticklish! I hope you like it anon! As always I’m wishing all the best and sending you all my love.

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It was a casual Saturday afternoon and you were lounging in your boyfriends living room.  Alex and Lafayette were snuggled up on the love seat, while you were cuddled up between John and Hercules. You were laying back against Hercules with your legs strewn over Johns lap. He was lazily running his fingers up down your legs and he slowly made his trail higher to your side.

You were completely content, when Johns fingers brushed against your side and you jumped a little and couldn’t contain your giggle. The boys immediately turned to look at you.

“Are you ticklish, baby girl?” Johns asks with a wide grin.

“Maybe,” you reply with a coy smile.

“Mon ange, we did not know this,” Laf voice is full of wonder and excitement.

“Its a new discovery,” Herc smiles down at you and runs his fingers down your side, making you laugh and wiggle again, making all the boys laugh along.

“I think we should properly test out this new theory,” Alex say as he rises from his seat.

You start to sit up and smirk as your feet touch the ground.  

“You’ll have to catch me first.”

You bolt up from your place on the couch just barely missing Alex's reach.

You sprint around the kitchen and you know john has joined the chase by the sound of the foot steps. You catch a glimpse of Hercules grinning form the couch and Lafayette going to join his side as you sprint down the hallway.

“Should we interrupt, mon couer?” He asks while snuggling into Hercs side.

He laughs as he replies, pulling Laf closer.

“We’ll give them a few minutes.”

You make a quick turn down the hallway and decide to go into the bedroom. You quickly hide in the closet as your hear John and Alex slip down the hallway giving you a few seconds of time. They run into the bedroom a few seconds later.

“Where is she?” John wonders.

“I could’ve sworn I saw her come in here,” Alex squints his eyes, looking around.

You cover your mouth to hold in your giggle.

“Let's go check the office,” you hear Alex say.  

You smile triumphantly from hiding spot thinking you’ve fooled them. You slowly open the door, trying to be as quiet as possible. Just as you fully step out you’re pulled into Alex’s chest and you squeal as John lifts you into his arms and jumps on the bed. Alex and John tickle your sides and you laugh out and wiggle around on the bed.  

“I surrender!” You laugh out as they continue.

“What was that?” Alex inquires, pausing just a moment as John does the same.

“I surrender,” you answer breathless.

“You sure?” John asks this time leaning in closer.

You nod seriously. You wait as they both move in closer to kiss you and as they’re distracted you quickly move out from under them.

“Hey,” they both shout in unison.

You don’t get far as Alex grabs you and pulls you back onto the bed, as you laugh out.

“You think you’re so funny, huh?”

He and John begin their onslaught once more.

“Okay, okay!” You laugh. “I surrender for real this time!”

“What?” John pretends not to hear you.

“Couldn’t make that out, love.”

“Someone save me,” you shout out so Herc and Laf could hear you.

A few moments later you hear footsteps coming down the hall.  

“Alright, alright, that’s enough,” you hear Hercules voice, “leave our lovely lady be.”

John and Alex both pause, and chuckle as you catch your breath. Lafayette comes to pick you up holding you in his arms.

“Oui, mes amours, she must be handled delicately,” he says as he kisses your cheek and nose gently.  

You smile and nuzzle into him. He sets you down and Hercules is waiting to embrace you. You quickly jump into his arms.  

“How can I ever thank you for your grand rescue?” You ask dramatically.

“A kiss is all ask of you sweet lady,” he plays along with you not missing a beat.

“I’m more than happy to oblige, kind sir,” you reply reaching up to press your lips to his.  

You pull apart, resting your foreheads together and laugh.

“I’m feeling very neglected right now,” Alex pouts.

“Me too, babe,” John joins.

You turn to them and look at them both sympathetically.

“I’m sorry, my loves, you’re right.”

You smile widely as you tackle the pair on the bed and press kisses to each of their faces, reciting, ‘I love you, I love you, I love you’, in between each kiss. They both held you close laughing and trying to match every kiss you gave.  

The three of you smiled at each other. Herc and Laf looked loving at the three of you.

“May we join, mes amours?”

“Thats the only thing that would make this even better,” you answer.

Herc and Laf both jump on the bed, Laf pulling you into his arms and nuzzling your neck.

Alex turns to face you. “That was a fun new discovery,” he smiled gently, brushing hair away from your face.  

“I hope we can discover a lot more,” John smiles.  

“Well, we have time,” Herc looks lovingly at you.  

“As long as you’ll keep me.”

“Forever then,” Laf replies, holding you close and kisses you behind you ear.

“Forever.”

[sotheywrotestories]

Home For the Holidays

Request; 

Hello my love! 😊💓 I was wondering if you can write a hamilsquad x reader where you all live together and this is the first year since you’ve all moved in together, that you guys don’t celebrate Christmas together because you have to leave to leave to visit your family for the holidays and the boys are very sad cause they miss you. But you leave from your trip early to surprise them the day before Christmas!🎄💚 Thank you if you can! 💓💓

-Nonnie

Pairings;  Kind of? PolyHamilsquad x Reader 

Warnings; It’s not that great, sorry my loves! I wasn’t sure what kind of relationship you wanted, so I made it a polo squad, I hope that’s okay!

Summary; (Y/N) leaves for the holidays but surprises the boys. 

“But, (Y/N),” Hercules whined. “You cant leave.” “I’m sorry, Herc. I haven’t seen my family in a while. I should see them for the holidays, anyways,” you said as you put the last suitcase into the cab.

You turned back around. “I’ll be back before new years.”

“But that’s so long,” John whined. 

You chuckled. It’s not that long. But, these boys will be boys. 

“You guys, I’ll be back soon,” you sighed placing a kiss on everyone’s cheek. 

“Promise?” Alex whined while he buried your face in his neck. 

“Yes,” you chuckled again. “I promise.”

You waved goodbye again and the cab drove off.

“So then I said, ‘well, you can’t just be in a relationship with more than one guy,’ I mean, am I right, or am I right?” your mother droned on. 

“Mom, I don’t really think-” your sister started. 

“Oh, please, Marie. Multi-person relationships are dumb and immature,” your mother scolded. 

“Uh- Mom,” Marie tried again. 

“No no,” your mom spat. “I resent those who set themselves up with more than one person.” “Mother!” Marie finally shouted. 

“What?” your mom asked innocently.

You were in tears at this point. 

“I’ll have you know,” you said, deadly quiet. “I am currently dating four men, at the same time.”

Your mother gave an audible gasp. “But-but, what about that nice Alexander guy?”

“He’s one of them,” you spat, turning towards your room. 

The day before Christmas Eve, was when you decided to go home. 

“I can’t do this Marie,” you sighed shakily and ran a hand through your (h/l) hair. 

“I understand,” Marie said, looking out the window. “What Mom said was way out of line.”

“I shouldn’t have left them,” you mumbled while you threw everything you brought into your duffel. 

“Careful,” Marie sighed, taking the things out of your hands. “You’ll break something.” 

You sighed again and opened your computer. Pulling up the travel website you used to get here, you looked for available flights back to New York. Booking the very next available flight.

You sighed at looked at Marie, pulling her into a hug. “I’m sorry, love. You’re always welcome in New York, okay?”

Marie chuckled and nodded. “Okay.”

“I gotta go, my flight leaves in two hours.”

Marie nodded again and started pushing you towards the door. “You’ve been away from the boys long enough. I can see it, you miss them. Go, go back to them for Christmas.”

You smiled thankfully and opened the door.

“(Y/N)!” your mother called. 

You turned around to see your mother rushing down the stairs. 

“Yes?” you whispered. 

“I wanted to say I’m sorry,” she said.

A beat. Is she serious? You began to drop your guard when-

“But I think there are much better solutions out there.” You sighed frustratedly and looked down.

“I’m sorry, Mom. But I won’t do this, this year.”

Two cab rides and a plane ride later, you were pulling back up to the apartment building you and your boys lived in. 

“Thanks, Marco!” you said as you stepped out of the cab. “Here, keep the tip.”

You handed him a hundred dollar bill. 

“Miss (Y-” Marco started. 

“Merry Christmas!” you called running into the building. 

You decided to just knock on the door instead of going through and trying to find your keys. 

“Who is knocking at the door at nearly midnight-” John started as he began to open the door. “OH MY GOD I SLEPT THROUGH CHRISTMAS!”

“No no, John,” you laughed. “I came home early.”

“Guys!” John yelled back into the apartment.

Three heavy thuds came from the back. 

“JOHN I WAS SLEEPING. WHAT COULD YOU POSSIBLY WANT?” you heard Alex yell.

“(Y/NNNNNNNN)!” Hercules yelled, running at you and crushing you in a bear hug.

“What are you doing here, mon amour?” Lafayette asked, kissing your cheek once Hercules set you down. 

“Well,” you said, looking down at your watch, as it just turned midnight. “It is officially Christmas…so, MERRY CHRISTMAS!” 

You pulled all of your boys into a hug.

“Merry Christmas, (Y/N),” Alex said, hiding his face in the crook of your neck.

Telling them about why you came back could wait. This was the best moment of the holidays.

[jumpingjackets]

lonely rabbit (hamilsquad x reader)

Request:

Anonymous said: The polysquad walking in on reader masturbating? (You can take it from there bc tjis is as far as i went with this thought)

Word count: 1407

a/n: that’s all I need, nonie

tw: nsfw

“Herc! Laf!” You shouted throughout the seemingly empty house in frustration. “Alex! John!”

You felt like a broken record, in denial that they aren’t home. The guys are always home, and they decide to go out the one day you want them here?

“John! Alex! Herc! Laf!” you whined the last name in annoyance and childish frustration. You finally decided that they weren’t going to respond, because they weren’t here. You’ll just have to deal with yourself on your own. You sighed, defeated, and headed for your bedroom in quick, short steps.

When you closed the door, you figured you didn’t need to lock it, as the boys rudely decided to leave you alone, horny and deprived of them. You did latch it, though, for the sake of it.

You quickly got rid of your shirt, letting it to pool next to the foot of the bed. You didn’t realize it was Lafayette’s until you saw the artsy design in between the waves of fabric while you were crouching down, looking under the bed for the special box.

It was impossibly far into the center of the bed, and after a bit of struggle, you were able to reach it. A relieved huff left your lips as you looked around the generous variety of toys that were scattered inside. You instinctively licked your lips as your fingers trailed down your favorite sex toy, a vibrating glass rabbit. You ran your finger over the pink detail while taking off your underwear. Maybe it wasn’t so bad that the boys are out.

You laid back on your bed, balancing your weight on your elbows, spreading your legs. Blindly, you reached down to the box for lube. Coating the toy with it, you discarded the empty bottle and sat back comfortably.

You turned on the vibrations, running the ears around your thigh before pressing the head into your entrance. You bit your lip and threw your head back as you pushed the tip inside you. You looked down at the toy as you continued to slide it in until you could feel the vibrations in your clit. Your jaw was slack, breathing heavily as the pleasure ran through your body. Your skin felt like it was getting hotter by the second as you held toy deep inside you, your mind somewhere far away. You could only focus on yourself, your body, your pleasure.

Your body fell back into the bed as you pulled the toy back only slightly, the ears still vibrating directly in your clit. You let out a choked moan when you changed the setting to a higher vibration, your hips bucking up helplessly into the toy. Your free hand gently caressed your skin, pinching and touching the skin in your stomach and sides before moving to your breast. You couldn’t help the escaped cry that you let out, pleasure overriding your senses.

Your legs spread wider subconsciously as you fell deeper in arousal, your hand cramping the slightest from the position. You turned the vibrations down to the lowest setting, wanting to ride your edge as long as you could. As a soft moan escaped from your lips, you heard the door click gently, and a smiling Alexander walked in before stopping in his tracks.

You gasped, pathetically trying to cover yourself with a nearby blanket. It was no use, though. He had seen you, and not to mention that there was still a soft, unmistakable buzz that could be heard from between your legs. He stood, unmoving, at the door with an open mouth, before a light smile spread through his lips. As he was going to speak, another head popped out of the open door.

“Hey, Y/N– oh.” John’s voice trailed off, scanning your position. You felt your cheeks and neck heating up.

“Can we watch?” Alexander said, not so subtly eyeing your exposed skin from the blanket, and you responded by biting your lip and nodding, trying to suppress a moan that was already up your throat. You slowly slid the blanket off your body, completely exposing yourself to them, and laid down on the bed again.

Alexander motioned John to you, and walked to the foot of the bed. John walked to the side, next to your face and crouched. He brushed back the hair covering your face and kissed your forehead.

“Go ahead, love.” He whispered. You looked up at him with lust filled eyes. “Pleasure yourself for us.”

Your skin felt like it was burning now, and you were breathless, but you started pumping the vibrating toy into you faster than previously.

“Mon lapin, where are you?” You head the Frenchman call out. Knowing he was close and could walk in made you moan out pitifully. Alex heard it as clear as day, judging from his smirk.

“In here, mon cher.” He shouted, taking the control for the toy currently inside of you and turned it up two vibrations. You threw your head back and screamed out in pleasure. Your head was spinning by the time Lafayette and Hercules stood at the door with concerned looks. When the two men spotted you, red cheeked and panting, they looked at Alex and John before back at you.

“Herc, please,” You breathed out, reaching your arm for him. It was like his body was jolted awake. He walked to you and crouched next to John.

“Yeah, babe. What do you need?” He asked, cupping your reddening cheek.

“I want to suck you, please.” You said as Alexander fucked the toy into you faster, thoughts all jumbling into one.

Hercules stood, unbuckling his pants slowly as you looked at him with pleading eyes. He slid his pants and underwear to mid-thigh, and held his cockhead to your lips. You responded by opening your mouth with a breath and taking him in fully. You heard his breath hitch as you hollowed your cheeks around his length.

You felt Lafayette taking the toy from Alexander, pulling it back until the rabbit ears were only slightly touching, before thrusting it into you. Your eyes drew back in pleasure, moaning around Hercules, to which he responded by grabbing your hair and thrusting into your mouth roughly.

You pulled back from his cock to cough, and looked up at him with wet eyes. You wrapped your hand around him and kissed the head, giving it a kitten lick. While he brushed strand of hair behind your ear, you noticed John behind him jerking off to the whole scene.

“John,” Your voice was a lot hoarser than you thought it would be, “let me.”

John bit his lip before moving to kneel opposite of Hercules on the bed. Still pumping Hercules’ cock, you took John into your mouth until your nose touched his crotch. John let out a loud moan and intertwined his fingers between your hair, moving his hips softly to your mouth. You moaned around his cock when his fingers tightened in your hair.

In your daze, you didn’t realize that the toy had been slipped out, and Lafayette was spreading your legs around him. You felt his head slide from your clit to your entrance and up again, the slick coating his cock. He pulled back, only to slide a condom on.

All the while, Alexander’s hands roamed up and down your torso, your hips and your breasts. Your mind was melted, a serene silence besides John’s loud moans.

When John pulled out and you turned to take Hercules into your mouth, Lafayette slid his cock into you in such a slow pace that you felt fireworks in your stomach, along with Alexander’s hand on your clit had your head spinning. You moaned around Hercules’ cock, and he pulled out to shoot his cum over your face.

Your eyes rolled back as you bit your lip, your hand still around Hercules as he came down his high. You felt John pulling your face to his direction before feeling his cum over Hercules’. By then, Lafayette was thrusting into you. Everything became too much, as you threw your head back and shouted, your body convulsing with pleasure in every direction.

Lafayette pulled out of you, Alexander not minding taking him in his mouth. You looked up through hooded eyes at Hercules and John, who were looking at you with admiration and love.

“Where were you guys, before?” You asked, still trying to catch your breath.

Even Lafayette laughed.

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[obiwan824]

Zero to Four- Poly!Hamilsquad x Reader

 A/N: I wrote way too much, but enjoy!”

“Who are they?”

Thomas looked down at her with a smirk. “Why? You have a crush on them?”

Y/N furrowed her eyebrows, hitting him lightly and playfully. “No, I don’t even know them. I’m just- just want to know who they are.”

“That is the group of boys led by the man who is the bane of my existence.”

“Sounds like a good guy,” she commented. “I think I’ll go talk to them.”

Thomas narrowed his eyes at his sister. “If they so much as look at you the wrong way, I will tear him apart from limb to limb.”

She rolled her eyes. “Fine. Whatever.”

Y/N got to her feet, tucked some hair behind her ear, and began to stride over to the group of boys. They turned to her as she approached. She studied their reactions- some of them seemed pleasantly surprised, though the man in front, with long black hair, pulled back in a ponytail, glared at her.

“You’re Jefferson’s sister,” he said as she stopped in front of them. Y/N raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms.

“And you’re the famous Hamilton,” she replied, stepping closer. “My brother talks about you often.”

Hamilton snorted. “And what does he say?”

“I don’t want to repeat it,” she said softly. “I wanted to say hi.”

“Hi,” said the man with freckles and curly hair from behind Hamilton, pushing his friend aside. “I’m John Laurens.”

“Hercules Mulligan.”

“Marie-Joseph-Paul-” with a look from his friends, the tallest stopped talking. “Lafayette. Just call me Lafayette.”

She giggled. “Y/N Jefferson- by birth, not by choice.”

Lafayette took her hand and kissed her knuckles, making Y/N blush a bit. She could practically feel her brother’s eyes boring into her without turning around, although she never faltered.

“Mind if I hang with you guys? If I don’t, it’s back to my brother, and…” she trailed off. Alexander chuckled.

“Sure- anyone who can make a snide comment about Jefferson earns my respect.”

John quickly intertwined his fingers with hers, although they had only just met. Before they moved on, Y/N turned around and stuck out her tongue at her brother. Thomas, with a large scowl on his face, rolled his eyes at her.

“We were just going to get some coffee,” Laurens told her, grinning at Y/N. She smiled back, lost in his eyes and hair and freckles- she was falling for the man she had just met. One of the men her brother hated.

Hercules put his hand on the small of her back, helping to guide her. It didn’t go unnoticed when Mulligan then put his hand in Laf’s.

She turned to him. “Are you two dating?”

Lafayette shifted uncomfortably. “Actually, we all are.”

Her face brightened. “Oh, cool! That must be awesome!” she looked down at her hand, still in John’s. “Am I having an affair right now?”

They laughed. “No, it’s fine,” Alex said, taking Laurens’ other hand. “But only if I get to join the affair.”

The five made their way to the local coffee shop. Their position gave them a few looks, and it almost made her uncomfortable, the way people thought she was part of the relationship, but it was also exciting- she found herself wanting to be included.

While Alex and John went to place their orders, the last three picked out a table. Lafayette, always the gentleman, pulled out her chair for her, making her turn pink and stutter out a quick thanks. She took the moment to study him- he was undeniably handsome with tan skin, curly hair, and brown eyes. Then she turned to Herc, scanning his cropped hair and dark skin.

Y/N quickly looked down when Hercules caught her eye, blushing and nervous. She would not allow herself to fall for these men- they were already in a happy relationship. She didn’t want to ruin anything.

“Here you go,” Alex said, sliding a cup in front of her and repeating her order.

“Thanks,” she replied quietly, taking a sip of her drink and smiling.

“This is the start of something,” John announced after a moment, a goofy grin on his face. “The start of a great friendship.”

Everyone smiled, nodded, and cheered, but they all knew- this was something far beyond friendship.

…

“I’m here,” Y/N called out, closing the door behind her with her foot. “I come bearing 3 boxes of pizza that will fall if you don’t come help me!”

John appeared from around the doorway, an easy smile on his face. He took all three boxes of pizza and her purse, setting it down on her seat at the kitchen table. She smiled at him thankfully, took off her jacket and hung it up, and walked into the living room.

“Hey, guys, I brought food!”

Laf got up from the couch and set down his book, walking over to her and kissing her cheek affectionately. “Mon cheri, you are a lifesaver!”

“I try,” she said with a laugh.

Herc was after him, giving her a big hug. “Thank you. I swear, without you, sweetheart, we’d be starving.”

“Remember that the next time we get in a fight,” Y/N teased, leaning into the hug.

“I could never fight with you.”

She blushed and pushed him on his way with a giggle.

Finally, Alex walked by, squeezing her hand and tugging her along with him. He didn’t say anything, but he didn’t need to: their relationship consisted of little kisses on the forehead, walking through town with fingers intertwined. They didn’t need to talk, they knew each other so well that they could figure out the other’s emotions without a word.

“Here you go,” John said, sliding a paper plate in front of her filled with food.

“Thanks, John,” she exclaimed, giving him a big smile before biting into her meal.

Laurens exchanged a look with Hercules, who was already eating at the head of the table. After being friends with the young woman for almost a year, the four of them were ready to ask her to join their relationship. She would flirt with them and accept their pet names and signs of affection with a blush and smile. They were sure she would accept, yet John still found himself nervous.

“Does Jefferson know you’re here?” Alex asked as he piled pizza on his plate.

She rolled her eyes. “Yeah.”

“Does he like that you’re here?” Hercules asked with a chuckle.

She raised an eyebrow at him. “Do I need to answer that?”

They all laughed as Laf and John sat down. They all dug in, enjoying their dinner.

“It’s been so long since you’ve come over,” John whined as he ate. “It’s been so long since we’ve had real food!” “First of all,” she began. “I was here last night when you were home alone and you thought you heard a noise, which happened to be your boyfriends who hadn’t left yet.” John blushed as they laughed. “Second, you call this real food?”

“It’s better than cheese and crackers!” John insisted, giving a pointed look to Alex, who shrugged.

“This is why Laf is supposed to cook! And if you really didn’t want cheese and crackers again, I could have made toast!”

After dinner, they were all on the couches, Laf, Herc, and Alex on one, all cuddled together, while John had his arms wrapped around Y/N. They all knew that their snuggling position was something beyond a friendly gesture, but none of them said anything.

Until John gave his boyfriends a look and separated from Y/N, making sure that she was looking at him.

“So, Y/N.”

“John,” she replied, looking a bit nervous. He smiled.

“We have something to ask you.” He turned to Laf, who got up and got on his knees in front of Y/N. Her eyes widened.

“Y/N, mon ange,” he said quietly, taking her hands and kissing them. “We’ve been friends for such a long time-”

“10 months!” Hercules added, walking over to them and sitting next to John.

Laf nodded. “10 months we’ve been friends, but you and I and everyone in this room know there’s something else here.”

John took one of her hands away from Lafayette, making her smile. “We want you to join our relationship, Y/N.”

Her mouth fell open. “Really?” she turned to Alex, the only one still in his seat. He walked over and perched on the arm of the couch. He kissed her forehead, then her cheek.

“I love you,” he admitted. “We all do.”

She grinned. “I love you all- yes, yeah! I’d love to!”

They all brightened and she offered them each a sweet kiss on the cheek.

“I was right,” John cried suddenly, pulling her into him again. “This is the start of something great- not friendship, something even better!”

Y/N giggled before frowning, smacking her forehead.

“What is it, sweetheart?” Herc asked with worry, squeezing her hand.

She looked at him with furrowed eyebrows. “How are we going to tell my brother?”