#lams fluff

[maicenaconmate]

Historical Hamilton x Laurens.

They're just enjoying the summer stars

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[acourtofsilly]

heres a short scene of a general idea i def want to work into my fic hehe (literally written on noted app cuz it was easily accessible)

#hamilton #lams #alexander hamilton #fanfiction #fanfic #hamilton lams #lams fanfiction #lams fic #lams fluff #fluff #hamilton musical #i love their dynamic so so much #truly writing like im running out of time

[mrcriminal1]

#hamilton lams #john laurens #lams #lams fluff #alexander hamilton #gayboy #gayhot

[froggywritesstuff]

Nail Polish | Lams

Pairings: Alexander x John

Warnings: fluff, Gay Panic™, swearing

Time: modern

A/N: i need someone to paint my nails

Alexander's loud sighs were barely audible over the music playing through his headphones. He couldn't get the stupid nail polish on his right hand, and sighing was the only thing he could do about it.

 'Stupid hands,' he thought, glaring at the black, sticky, mess around his finger nails, 'why can't people be left and right handed? Why do we only have one working hand? That's bullshit.'

He was meant to be studying, but one thing led to another, and attempting to paint his nails while listening to showtunes seemed like way more fun than stressing over the upcoming maths test.

For once, studying seemed like the easier task.

He didn't even notice his bedroom door open, letting someone walk inside and yoink the headphones off his head, "How's the studying going?"

Alex let out a yelp, whipping his head around to see John Laurens standing behind him, "What the fuck John? Wh-what are you doing here? How did you even get here?"

John shrugged, pursing his lips, "I wanted to talk to you, but your phone was on 'do not disturb' like it always is," he explained, rolling his eyes as he brought a chair beside Alex and sat down, "so I called Laf, and he told me I could come over and that you were just studying." he said, looking at the open nail polish and Alex's messily painted nails, "I see the studying is going well."

"Shut up, I was studying before. I just got bored." Alex mumbled.

"Sure..."

"What are you doing here?" Alex asked, attempting to hide the blush on his face at the possible answer he would get.

John shrugged, his gaze falling to his own fidgeting hands, "I dunno," he mumbled, "I mi- I was just bored and wanted to hang out with you."

"Oh," Alex muttered, his shoulders slumping in disappointment.

"But, I'm glad I did come, because I need to fix this mess," John added, a smile playing on his lips.

"What do you mean?"

"Your nails." he said simply, moving Alex's hand on the desk, and grabbing the nail polish, "Don't try and do your other hand by yourself, it's way too messy. You need someone else."

Alex's cheeks turned a bright shade of pink at the contact, before he stammered out, "John, y-you don't have to paint my nails. Thi-this was stupid of me anyway."

John pressed his lips into a thin line as he shook his head, "Sorry Alex, but once you've shown me the nail polish, and the mess you've made of nail polish, legally, by law, I have to help you."

Alex stared at John with a blank face, "'Legally by law' is it?"

"Uh-huh."

"Right." Alex sighed, nodding his head, "You can paint my nails if you really want."

John's smile broadened from ear to ear as he unscrewed the lid off the nail polish, and began painting Alex's nails.

While John was fixing up the mess Alex made, Alex was blushing insanely as John's hands softly rested against his. He had to remind himself over and over again: 'He's just a friend. You don't like him that way and neither does he. Snap out of it.'

"You ok, Alex?" John questioned, staring at Alexander who's eyes were looking everywhere but at John. Alex only hummed in response, taking his other hand to his face in an attempt to hide his blush, which didn't go as planned as John set the nail polish down and grabbed Alex's other hand, bringing it away from his face, letting John see his pink cheeks, “Alex, are you sure you’re ok?”

“Can I kiss you?”

‘That’s not ‘snapping out of it’!’

As soon as the words left Alex’s mouth, he slapped his hand over his mouth, his eyes widening in embarrassment.

“I-I’m so sorry-”

Before Alex could even begin to explain, John cupped his hands around Alex’s face, smashing his lips against his.

John pulled away, smiling at Alex’s flustered face, “If you apologise, I’m gonna ruin your nail polish even more.”

“I mean, if that’s what it takes to get you to hold my hand…"

buy me a coffee <3

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[inwaytoomanyfandomssohavethisacc]

Hear me out. Hear. Me. Out.

Alex will be counting Johns freckles and John will be in gay panic the whole time.

That's it.

Next hc is what John does to help Alex during storms bc if you've read any of my past hcs you know i hc that Alex has aquaphobia

#alexander hamilton #hamilton musical #hamilton headcanons #musical #lams #lams hamilton #lams headcanon #headcannons #lams fluff

[vmpirevnom]

Lams edit for this lovely Thursday evening

#historical lams #me when lams #lams #lams fluff #I am actually proud of this #hamilton musical

[almaprincess66]

It came to me in a daydream but the following scene got into my brain:

Hamilton standing on a table delivering a monologe being real magestic and prideful and collected. And when he finishes he realises that he has to get off the table but stumbling down would ruin this amazing picture so he hushes Laurens there to take him down the table.

And Laurens does by grabbing him like he weights nothing and puts him down directly in front of him and they stare into each other's eyes but then realise that they are in fact surrounded by people. So Laurens quickly brushes off Hamilton's shoulder and they both hold up their hands with a thumbs up going

"All good? " "All good." And then they akwardly smile while nodding.

Idk why but this looked really funny in my head.

#lams #historical lams #hamilton #alexander hamilton #john laurens #a scene i made up #in my head #fluff #amrev #but imagine it in like a stage play #an office comedy #they could be the romcom of the sitcom

[alexies101]

Cuddling and Care (Fanfic)

[Thank you for the love on the last one, so grateful! 😄 comment below if you want my wattpad user, I usually post there)

Sick in bed, Hamilton continued to write until his wrists became too sore to hold a pen. He laid there, bored as can be. He didn't like being ill. He was too weak and dizzy to do the things he liked, such as writing or running.

He turned over to the door of his room, his head aching. He missed Laurens, but he's unsure of how the other felt about him. Certainly not highly, considering he takes every opportunity to avoid him. But the redhead liked him. He was tall, manly, and was the only one who could understand his Caribbean accent. Maybe one day, in his stupid heart, Laurens would pick him up and kiss him all day and night.

His eyes felt heavy, everything was spinning.

-

"There's something not right."

-

"Doctor, cadet Hamilton has been asleep for about three days as of now. May you offer your best help?"

"He must be taken to medical immediately."

-

The soldier woke up days later, dizzy and fuzzy. He was clinging into something or someone. His eyes were blurry. He saw a face, a beautiful face. The face said something, but his ears were ringing too much to hear. He felt cold. He clung to the body.

-

"Laurens, do you adore me so?"

"More than anyone, my dear boy."

In his dreams, they kissed. They held each order. Laurens wasn't angry nor depressed. It was the only time he smiled. He wanted to be with him and never let him go.

"May we get engaged?"

"Yes!"

They will get married at sunset. Their eyes would lock as their lips would fuse together. They would touch each other's faces and bodies. They would have sex. They would have decades to love each other, and nobody could ever stop them.

-

It was on day ten when he was finally to know what was going on. All his friends were concerned, Washington had a stone-face, and the doctors had to keep their eyes on him 24/7. He was informed he had a severe case of Scarlet Fever. The tall body returned, looming in the shadows. He reached out for it. He saw it pause, unsure of what to do.

"May you come forth?" He asked with his arm reaching out to it.

His fever took hold, and he collapsed just as the body began to rush to him.

-

Stable enough to walk, he strolled outside, the cold air getting into his clothes. It felt so nice to finally not be ill after those miserable two weeks, though he knew another bout of winter illness would come eventually.

"Hamilton."

He paused, turning his head to the voice. He saw the tall body before, and now, he could see its features. Dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, scars.

"Laurens! What a pleasant surprise!" The taller walked up to him, his fingers trembling. "May you walk with me?"

"Yes, of course." His strange accent made his heart skipp a beat. "I need to speak with you if you would be so kind."

"Alright then."

He looked to the sides before having an arm around him. Hamilton tried not to blush as his soul did backflips.

"Before I begin, how are you feeling?" His voice was oddly gentle.

"Oh my, thank you for asking." He wanted to punch himself for his voice crack. "I am doing swell, though still a bit lightheaded."

He felt his grasp getting tighter around him. He blushed. "May we go back to our room, then? Mustn't faint on me."

The walk was silent. Hamilton wanted to jump up and down and wrap his arms around him. He didn't see how uncomfortable and almost frightened Laurens looked. They arrived and sat on the shorter's cot. He recently got a new one because all his possessions needed to be burned.

"What do you need to discuss, Laurens?"

"Please, refer to me as John."

Hamilton blushed so deeply that the other touched his face in fear of another fever, his heart beating fast. "Um, of course, John. Refer to me as Alexander."

John touched his shoulder again. The redhead felt so happy that he became slightly lightheaded. "Alexander, do you remember when you became ill and you awoke to someone by your side?"

"Yes?"

He took a deep breath. "That was me. I saw you in medical, I carried you to the tent." He looked away, tears swelling in his eyes. "I prayed."

"I always believed you held distain for me. You never spoke to me, nor did you want to be close to me."

John looked up. Hamilton gasped when he saw the big tear rolling down his face. He glanced at the other crying before, but this was the first time he's ever cried in front of anyone.

"I'm ill in the mind, I have a plague. I.." his big hands were trembling, Alexander went to hold them but stopped himself. "...I wanted not to have feelings for the fairer sex. I have feelings for the same sex." He wiped a tear from his eye.

The other, moved by the scene, chuckled. "Then you ought to be contagious." John raised his eyebrow, his heart now beating hard as well. "Lau-, I mean John, I happen to adore both sexes, and I just happen to adore you."

There was silence. Alexander felt feverish again. Did he say too much? Would John like him now? He slumped into Laurens, feeling warm arms around him and laying his heavy head on his shoulder.

"Are you well?" He never heard him sound so worried.

"Yes....just dizzy." He got up, bashful from embarrassment and the fact that John touched him in such a way.

Laurens chuckled nervously. "Alexander, you adore me?"

He took a breath. "Yes, I adore you as though you were a woman." It felt so strange saying it aloud. "Do you-"

"Yes, oh dear God, yes!" His voice was cracking with despair and desperation. "Since I've laid eyes on you! I adore everything you do, up to the way you care for your beautiful hair down to the way you hold the pens! I love you!"

It happened so quickly. Alexander hugged him, and the other did it back. Their lips smashed together. Hamilton became dizzy. This is all he wanted for so long. His body became heavy.

-

He woke up later that night, Laurens by his side. He looked miserable and frightened. He sat by him, his hands trembling.

"I thought I killed you!" He cried out as he stroked the curls that teased him for months. "You fainted!"

He sighed as he rubbed his forehead. "I'm well, I believe the excitement got to me." He blushed wildly as he stroked Laurens' scarred face. The other blushed as well.

"I'm so terribly sorry, I did not mean to harm you." His voice was gentle again. He put his hand on his pink cheek, his hand covering the entirety of it. "I would never harm you, my dear boy."

"Dear boy?" He was all smiles. "I love you."

That was the first time Laurens smiled. It was a beautiful smile of yellowish teeth and crooked teeth, a smile that lights up a dark room. "I love you as well."

John pulled him into a gentle embrace and led him to his lips. Alexander put his hands on his face to stroke his peach fuzz. They kissed. Laurens held him extra tight, just in case he fainted again. He bounced his red curls. He looked so beautiful. His long eyelashes and cheekbones looked almost like magic.

The taller pulled away, his arms still around him. "I love you."

"I love you so much." A tear ran down his face. "So much..."

His heart broke as he wiped it away with his big finger. "Mustn't cry..."

"You must be aware of this. When I was ill, I had dreams. Dreams, about you." His glance was gentle and warm. "You would hold me so tight to your skin."

"Such as this?" His heart felt hot with tenderness. Nobody had ever dreamt of him before.

He giggled, covering his mouth. "A bit closer, if you ought to know."

"Hm." He pulled his skinny body close to his stomach, Hamilton blushing from the warmth he ratied. "This?"

"Haha! Yes, yes!" He held his face in his hands. "Alas, it was you. It was always you. And now that we're together as so, it's-" the tears started again. "-a wonderful thing!"

Laurens kept smiling, rubbing his back. "It is so."

They embraced, kissed, kissed some more, and then just laid in the bed. Laurens had never felt so happy before. Love really was the key. Hamilton, at long last, finally got what he wanted.

"I love you, John." He whispered before he went to sleep. "I love you, I love you."

The other held him, protecting him from the cold. "I adore you. I cherish you." He kissed his forehead, his lips making a soft sound. "I love you, Alexander.

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[lxnnzwg]

Hi!

I'm looking for a RP here, as John.

Please let me know if you wanna!

Up to whatever prompt, probably. Heh.

NSFW is fine with me.

- Lams

- Lams + Laf

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[cecescomposition]

Hello, Lovelies! It’s been a moment, but I have an extra long one for you today! This is some fluff to make up for the torment I put these boys through during Februwhump. I also wrote this while being just as sleep deprived as them!

John heaved an exhausted sigh and rotated his wrist. He had finally reached that point in a long work day where you zone into your words, only to have a sudden realization that the room has grown too dark to see. John attempted a glance out the office window, and was met with his own reflection staring back at him. He looked awful, he noted to himself, with bags under his eyes and his hair sticking out from its cue every which way. He decided he had worked enough for the day, the sun would be up in the matter of hours and General Washington would not appreciate the drowsiness that would surely follow the dawn.

John stood slowly, stiffly. His muscles were taught and his joints were aching. He stretched for a moment before capping the inkwell and stacking his papers neatly. Too many a time had Alexander complained about how John had “a tendency to allow his exhaustion to pull his work into a tornado”. John smiled to himself at the memory, Alexander had been right. He was always teasing John for his confusion when he would enter the office in the morning and be unable to find any of his drafts.

John blew out the candle and the room was doused in darkness. He didn’t need the light to make it to his quarters, he knew this building and its halls like the back of his hand. Now that the flame had been put out, John could see the large white moon outside the window. He smiled again, surely he would have a few hours to sleep in his own bed.

John made his way out into the hall, careful to close the door without a sound. He counted his steps down the hallway, softly humming to himself. He stopped when he reached the second office, the third door to the left. There was a soft candlelight flickering from underneath the door. John furrowed his brow and moved towards the door, wrapping his knuckles on the wood softly. When no answer came, he slowly turned the knob and peered in. And then he was suppressing a laugh.

There was Alexander Hamilton, slumped over his desk fast asleep. A quill was still in his hand, and the inkwell was upended with a dark pool gathering on Alexander’s page.

John leaned on the doorway for a moment, simply observing his companion. His hair was strewn around his head, it brushed over his eyes in a way that was so characteristically Alexander it made John’s heart swell. Alexander shifted in his sleep, effectively flipping the inkwell fully upside down. John chuckled, knowing the ire Alexander would burn with when he saw his ruined work.

John padded over to Alexander and knelt next to him, putting a soft hand on the boy’s shoulder and shaking gently.

“Alex, wake up,” he cooed. “Wake up, dear boy. Let’s get you to your bed.”

Alexander stirred and peaked his eyes open, bleary irises glancing around before focusing on John.

“Hi there,” John laughed.

“Hi,” Alexander’s voice came out hoarse and he cleared his throat. “Wh’a time’s it?”

“Nearly three in the morrow I would say,” John said as he righted the inkwell and capped it, not that there was anything to keep in it anymore. Alexander sat up and frowned at the pages in front of him, giving a quiet groan. John looked back at Alexander and laughed out loud, smacking a hand over his mouth. He wouldn’t want to wake the other aides or the General.

There was a smear of black ink across Alexander’s cheek. It was endearing, almost innocent. Alexander knitted his brows together and swiped a hand over his cheek, accomplishing nothing.

“What?”

“Let me help,” John chuckled. He produced his handkerchief from his coat and gently scrubbed the ink from Hamilton’s face.

“Good as new.”

Alexander blushed as he turned back to his papers. “Can’t say the same for these, though.”

“Worry not about them right now, Alexander dear,” John said softly. He stood slowly, gently taking Alexander’s arm and pulling him up with him. “We sleep now.”

John leaned over the desk and blew out the candle just as he had minutes before. The boys were drowned in darkness, just holding each other. Neither one of them made a move to exit the room.

John pulled Alexander impossibly closer, his hands on the shorter one’s waist. Alexander positioned his hands on John’s chest, not pushing away, but instead relishing in the man’s hold. They were alone, an occasion that rarely occurred, and one they intended to take full advantage of.

John leaned down slowly and planted his lips on Alexander’s neck. It was a gentle movement, soft, warm lips caressing hot skin. Alexander hummed happily and leaned further into Laurens’s chest. He inhaled, taking in the scent of cinnamon that John always seemed to carry with him. John pulled his head back, taking Alexander’s chin between his thumb and index finger gently and pressing their lips together.

After a few moments they pulled away, leaning their foreheads against each other.

“You ought to get yourself to bed, dear boy,” John whispered.

“You ought yourself,” Alexander snipped back with a smile.

“I ought to get myself to your bed?” John smirked.

“John!” Alexander chastised with a bright smile. He smacked John’s chest lightly.

Laurens shushed Alexander gently, taking his hand and leading him out of the office. They made their way to Laurens’s quarters hand in hand. Once they made their way past the threshold, Alexander threw his arms around John’s neck and squeezed. John wrapped his arms around the aide in turn, nuzzling into his head. Even on his toes Alexander was significantly shorter than John.

“What’s this for, love?” John whispered.

“I love you,” Alexander murmured into John’s neck, peppering soft kisses onto the skin he found there.

“I love you too,” he replied softly.

John took Alexander’s arms and sat him on the bed. He began stripping away Alexander’s uniform, his boots. Once the boy was in his shirt and breeches, John laid him down on the bed, before repeating the undressing for himself and climbing in next to him.

Alexander was shifting restlessly. John knew he had trouble falling asleep, and he knew just how to help him. This was not the first time they were in this position.

John wrapped Alexander up in his arms, removing the ribbon from his hair with one hand and massaging his scalp. Alexander let out a happy sound, nuzzling a bit closer into John’s arms.

Without stopping the relaxing movements, John took a breath and started to sing softly to Alexander.

Lavender’s blue dilly dilly

Lavender’s green

When you are king dilly dilly

I shall be queen

Alexander sighed contently, his fidgeting stopping completely. His eyes slipped closed as John pressed a kiss into his hair.

Who told you so dilly dilly

Who told you so?

‘Twas my own heart dilly dilly

That told me so

Alexander was fast asleep. The sun would be up in a matter of hours. John was content to spend those few hours right here.

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[atombombbibunny]

Bunny's Mishmash Masterlist ૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა

Austin Butler

Daveed Diggs - Rafael Casal

Hamilton

Good Omens

Elvis Presley

#bunny's writing #my writing #fanfiction #fanfic #writing #austin butler #smut #i knew series #i know series #good omens #ineffable husbands #elvis 2022 #elvis presley #hamilton #hamilton musical #daveed diggs #rafael casal #angst #fluff #lams #elvis #elvis fanfiction

[maicenaconmate]

Hamilton x Laurens Au

What my mind was really thinking about during accounting class. I had to draw this sorry 😫💕💕

#alexander hamilton #john laurens #laurens #hamilton fandom #hamilton fanart #elizabeth hamilton #historical hamilton #hamilton au #lams fluff #historical lams #lams au #lams fic #lams fanart #lams #amrev art #amrev culture #amrev fandom #amrev #digital art #art tag #artwork #artists on tumblr #little mermaid

[the1laff]

WIP UPDATE

“Raining Frogs”

New chapter posted under “T” Is For Trauma! Took forever but I think it went well, 1200 words, go check it out, you don’t have a choice

#ao3 writer #fanfic #writer life #writeblr #hamilton fanfiction #you can’t stop me #alexander hamilton #john laurens #lams fanfiction #lams #fluff

[mrcriminal1]

#lams #john laurens #lams fluff #hamilton lams #gayboy #gayhot

[froggywritesstuff]

paw patrol and transformers | lams

Pairings: Alexander x John

Warnings: fluff, not proofread

Time: modern

A/N: sorry this is really short, i just haven't had the motivation to write much lately, and i've been sick all week so most of this doesn't make sense but i hope you like it

Alex glanced at the numbers at the bottom of his laptop screen reading the time. His eyes widened as he read the numbers 1:21 pm. Had he really been writing for that long? He started writing at 9 am. He knew he could lose track of time, but never that long. If it went that long, he normally relied on John to make him take a- wait, where was John?

Alex rubbed his eyes with the palms of his hands. He was sure that if he didn’t come to connections with the human world sometime soon, he would lose it. Standing up from his desk chair, he closed his laptop, despite the annoying voice in the back of his head telling him to do more work. 

He stepped out of his room, sighing at the feel of non-stuffy air as he walked down the hallway of his house. The sound of Philip babbling on made Alex's smile widen as he instantly knew where he was. 

Making his way to the smaller room, he smiled as he stood in the doorway, seeing John and Philip playing together. 

"Oh, look who decided to join us Pip." John said with a teasing smile when he noticed Alex.

Philip jumped around, his face lighting up when he saw his dad, "Papi!" he cheered, waving his arms as a vague gesture for Alex to sit down next to them both. Alex did as he was told and sat down in front of the pair, curiously eyeing the odd collection of Paw Patrol and Transformers toys.

"So what are we playing?" he asked.

John huffed, "Well, I suggested Paw Patrol, Philip suggested Transformers," he explained, ruffling Philip's brown fluffy hair, "So we made a compromise."

Alex pursed his lips with a nod, "Sounds fun. Can I play?"

Nodding excitedly, Philip handed his dad one of the plastic Paw Patrol toys, a toothy grin on his face. Once Philip was busy with the toys, John shuffled closer to Alex.

"I'm proud of you for taking a break, babe." he whispered sincerely, receiving a sarcastic eye roll from Alex.

"Ugh, don't get sappy on me. We're meant to be playing Paw Patrol and Transformers, now is no time to let your guard down." he joked.

With a small laugh, John lightly shoved Alex's side, "I'm serious." he reassured, "I'm really happy you're getting better with breaks. And so is Philip." 

"I mean, I was writing for like five hours." he admitted.

John shrugged, "Too bad your math isn't getting any better." Alex rolled his eyes, shoving John back, "But seriously, I really appreciate you trying."

Alex gave a small smile, "Thanks, baby." he said, pressing a kiss against his lips. John smiled, before shuffling back to his previous spot.

"So you ready to play some Paw Patrol?"

"And Transformers." Philip corrected.

John nodded with a laugh, "I'll warn you, it can get pretty intense."

"Obviously," Alex laughed, "It's Paw Patrol and Transformers."

buy me a coffee <3

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[doreomilkshake]

I can switch fanfic genres so fast its not even funny

Lams? Yes pls

My poor heart honestly

I dont think insurance will cover this

#my heart is a blender where i blend angst fluff and smut all togeth #fanfic #reading fanfiction #hamilton musical #LAMS