#Lafayette scenarios

[astralaffairs]

Don't mean to pressure you or anything but I really miss fotp and that last chap had me wanting to tear my heart open (TT)

If you're up for it, can I request for a short fluff abt mc and president t's marriage life? Or if you're still feeling villain-y, an angst will do! 😚

Hope you're having a fine dayyy, love all your works btw! 🫶🏻

astralaffairs villain era canceled. let me also refer u to late nights & speech writes for some president thom husband material

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“And where the hell have you been?” Strong hands grabbed Y/N by the waist the minute she locked the door behind her, and she squealed, stumbling over the hem of her long dress as she was pulled into a strong body. Rough wool scratched her bare shoulders. “‘S late. A woman like you shouldn’t be out all on your own like this. Who knows what coulda happened.”

Her laugh was breathless as Thomas kissed her neck, his stubble harsh against her skin, and her hands came to cover his as his arms wrapped around her waist. “Oh, please. I don’t think I’ve left the White House in the last 72 hours; I’m not exactly looking for trouble.”

“So why’ve you been out all night, hm?” He nipped at her earlobe, but she rolled her eyes. “Who’ve you been with all this time, sugar?”

“That Russian ambassador who did not want to hear that I have an early morning tomorrow,” she said dryly. “This is the worst part about state dinners. All the old men in the room still talk to me like I’m their young prospect rather than a peer in government who’s here as my job.”

“They’re all goddamn relics; don’t let ‘em get to you,” Thomas said. “They’re dinosaurs, and they’re gonna be dead in a few months, anyway.”

“At this rate, they’ll also be running entire countries when they’re on life support,” Y/N grumbled, and his laugh was sardonic.

“‘N they’re still gonna be tryin’ to hit on you when they’re hauling oxygen tanks around here behind ‘em.” He turned her around in his arms, and her drained expression made him frown. Her eyes looked empty. “‘M sorry you don’t get the respect you deserve at these events, though, sweetheart. Wish there was something more I could do."

"I don't expect you to be able to end all sexism in government, believe me," she said, reaching up to loosen his tie. "Doesn't help that they all see you as the ultimate guy's guy, though. Thomas Jefferson, the good all-American trust-fund baby who loves steak and baseball."

"Maybe I'll eat some tofu 'n take up figure skating," he suggested mildly as she slid her hands under the collar of his blazer, pushing it down his shoulders. He withdrew his arms from her waist for just long enough to shake the jacket off, discarding it on the chair by his desk in the corner. "I've always thought there was a whole lotta power in embracing the traditionally feminine."

"Sure you have," she scoffed. He grinned, taking a step back toward their bed with her in his arms as she started undoing the knot in his tie. "You regularly smoke cigars with foreign heads of state to celebrate national alliances. You're the epitome of the boys club."

"Hey, I smoke the cigars with women holdin' office too," he defended. She slid his tie out from the collar of his shirt.

"You're truly a feminist icon." The words were ironic as she pulled his button down out from where he'd tucked it into the waist of his pants, walking him back toward their bed all the while, and he raised an eyebrow.

"You're talkin' a whole lotta mess for somebody who's trying to undress me."

"You're not putting up much of a fight." She raised an expectant eyebrow, looking him in the eye as she undid his belt buckle, and when he pulled her close, she slid her hands up his chest. She fiddled with the top button on his dress shirt as he guided both of them through the final few steps between him and the foot of their bed.

"'N you're awful lucky I'm not." As he sat on the edge of the mattress, she stood between his parted thighs as he pulled her dress up her legs. "You just came home from a long night of work, 'n all you wanna do is objectify me? 'M a whole lot more than just a hot body, Ms. L/N."

Despite his words, when the hem of her dress was high enough for him to slide his hands under it, he pulled her onto the bed with him, straddling his lap as his hands ran up her bare thighs. She cocked her head to one side.

"You mean 'Mrs. Jefferson'?" she asked, and he grinned.

"Yeah, but I like it a whole lot better when you say it." He pushed her dress up her body until her hands covered his to pull it over her head, and although she didn't seem particularly concerned with where it landed, she suddenly felt very exposed in just her lingerie on his lap. His eyes didn't stray from her face, however. He pulled her closer by her bare waist, and her arms hung loosely over his shoulders. The open ends of his belt poked at her inner thighs. "Reminds all those Russian diplomats you're off the market."

"I have a feeling Nebenzya isn't trying to steal me away," she said, but Thomas shrugged. "With the way he talks about you, he might be hoping we're looking for a third."

"Unfortunately for Vasily, he wouldn't be at the top of my list," Thomas said, and Y/N's eyebrows shot up.

"Oh, you have a list, now?" she asked. He gave a lazy grin.

"Sugar, I've always had a list," he informed her, and she frowned. He kissed her downturned lips. "If we're working from the number one spot, though, we might have some trouble."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Well, I've got a feeling John Adams wouldn't be too amenable to the idea," he said frankly, and Y/N's surprised laugh was closer to a scoff. "'N I don't feel like we know John Jay well enough as a couple, so that's not gonna fly, but inviting Lafayette just feels like it'd make things weird between all of us."

"Is your whole list made up of men?”

“‘Course.” His answer was immediate, but her skeptical gaze didn’t waver. He ran his hands down her thighs. “You already know you’re the only woman I got eyes for.”

“You’re so corny,” she said softly, running her hands down his shoulders to his upper chest. She picked at the buttons on his dress shirt. "Better tone it down before I get the wrong idea and fall in love with you."

"Now, we certainly can't have that."

"Especially not now. I'm too busy to take a lover, I'm afraid," she said, working down the buttons on his shirt to reveal his bare chest. "I'm just married to my work these days."

"'N you mean that literally, don't you, Madam First Lady?" He undid his cufflinks when she finished with his buttons, and he slid them into his pocket. However, he didn't take the shirt off despite her pushing its fabric down his shoulders. Rather, he took her hands in his, lacing his fingers into hers. "You're just a regular Mrs. America."

"You're really gonna stop me from taking your shirt off after you got me down to my underwear?"

"If I let you finish undressing me, it's gonna be a while before we get to sleep," he said, and she shrugged innocently. "We've gotta be up again in five hours. We both oughta get some rest."

"Being the first couple isn't nearly as sexy as I hoped it'd be." She sat back on her heels, resting her hands on his legs, and he gave her a tired smile. "Take the rest of your clothes off and come to bed, at least. I feel like I've hardly seen you all week."

"Right now, I'm all yours," he assured her. "Lemme get up 'n get some pajamas, though. Put on something other than a full suit for once."

"Just sleep without them," she countered, and he raised an eyebrow. "I like the feeling of your skin against mine. Just makes me feel more connected to you, I guess."

"You're adorable." He kissed her on the forehead, his smile endeared, and she could feel the heat rising to the tips of her ears as he leaned back to take his shirt off. After he did, though, he pulled her in closer, picking her up by her thighs as he stood, and she yelped, grabbing onto his shoulders. When he deposited her on his side of the bed, he undid his dress pants, taking them off before joining her on the mattress.

He crawled atop her where she lay on her back watching him, and as he dipped down to kiss her, one hand slid under her back, and she arched up against him. However, as he kissed down her neck, he unhooked her bra and leaned back to slide it down her arms. When he discarded it onto the floor, she was watching him with wide eyes, but he only kissed her forehead before rolling off of her and pulling the covers over them both. He reached over to turn off the lamp at his bedside.

"For what it's worth," he murmured as he wrapped an arm around her waist, and she rolled onto her side, letting him pull her into his body, "we've got plenty of time to sleep in on Saturday morning."

"Oh, yeah?" She rested her arm atop his, lacing her fingers into his.

"Mhm." He kissed the back of her shoulder. "So Friday night, you better not come home too tired."

"I'm gonna need all my energy for when I find you and Adams in our bed, huh?" When his hold on her tightened, his cold feet brushed against her shins, and she shivered.

"Not this time, sweetheart," he promised. "Once I get you alone, you better bet I'm not sharing you."

#hzl talks #send me asks! #freedom of the press #hamilton x reader #hamilton #hamilton fic #lafayette x reader #thomas jefferson #daveed diggs scenario #daveed imagine #daveed diggs fanfic #daveed diggs x reader #daveed diggs imagine #daveed diggs #daveed x reader #thomas jefferson imagines #thomas jefferson fic #thomas jefferson fanfiction #thomas jefferson fanfic #thomas jefferson x reader #jefferson x reader #jefferson fic #jefferson fanfic #hamilton smut

[aphroditelovesu]

❝𝙔𝘼𝙉𝘿𝙀𝙍𝙀 𝙃𝙄𝙎𝙏𝙊𝙍𝙄𝘾𝘼𝙇 𝘾𝙃𝘼𝙍𝘼𝘾𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙎 𝙈𝘼𝙎𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙇𝙄𝙎𝙏❞

Headcanons

📜 Yandere Alexander the Great Headcanons (General)

📜 Yandere Julius Caesar Headcanons (General)

📜 Yan!Alexander the Great Random Headcanons

📜 Yan!Julius Caesar Random Headcanons

📜 Yandere Henry VIII w/Mistress!Reader Headcanons (Romantic)

📜 Yandere Henry VIII/Anne Boleyn Headcanons (Poly!Romantic)

📜 Yan!Husband Genghis Khan Headcanons (Romantic)

📜 Yandere Baldwin IV/Leper King Headcanons (General)

📜 Yan!Husband Henry VIII Headcanons (Romantic)

📜 Yan!Parents Henry VIII/Anne Boleyn w/Son!Reader Headcanons (Platonic)

📜 Yan!Alexander the Great w/Soldier's Pregnant Widow!Reader Headcanons (Romantic)

Imagines

📜 Poison | Yan!Alexander the Great

📜 Bucephalus | Yan!Alexander the Great

📜 Opal Necklace | Yan!Alexander the Great

📜 Night Time | Yan!Julius Caesar

Long Fics

📜 The Lost Queen | Yan!Alexander the Great

NSFW Alphabets

📜 Yan!Alexander the Great NSFW Alphabet

Scenarios

coming soon...

Prompts

📜 Yandere Alexander the Great | [6]

Love Letters

📜 Yandere Julius Caesar (Romantic)

📜 Yandere Alexander the Great (Romantic)

📜 Yandere Alexander the Great (Romantic)

📜 Yandere Alexander the Great (Romantic)

📜 Yandere Julius Caesar and Yandere Alexander the Great w/Pregnant!Reader (Romantic)

📜 Yandere Alexander the Great after the birth of the twins (Romantic)

📜 Yandere Alexander the Great (Platonic)

📜 Yandere Simon Bolivar (Romantic)

📜 Yandere Alexander the Great (Romantic)

📜 Yandere Alexander the Great w/Wife!Reader (Romantic)

📜 Yandere Henry VIII w/Wife!Reader (Romantic)

📜 Yandere Alexander the Great and Julius Cesar w/Wife!Reader (Romantic)

📜 Yan!Alexander the Great, Yan!Julius Caesar, Yan!Napoleon Bonaparte and Yan!Henry VIII w/Cheat Wife!Reader (Romantic)

📜 Yan!Alexander the Great w/Twins!Children (Platonic)

📜 Yandere Napoleon Bonaparte and Yandere Marquis de Lafayette w/Wife!Reader (Romantic)

📜 Yandere Alexander the Great and Yandere Sultan Mehmed the Conqueror (Romantic)

📜 Reader Love Letter for Julius Caesar (Romantic)

📜 Yan!Julius Caesar to Yan!Cleopatra

📜 Yandere Mehmed the Conqueror (Romantic)

📜 Yandere Pompey the Great (Romantic)

📜 Yandere Catherine of Aragon (Platonic)

📜 Yandere Catherine of Aragon w/Brother!Reader (Platonic)

📜 Yandere Baldwin IV (Romantic)

Reactions

📜 Yandere Alexander the Great Reaction: If Reader isn't a virgen

📜 Yan!Henry VIII being able to marry his Mistress!Reader

📜 Yandere Alexander the Great w/Christian!Reader

📜 Yandere Alexander the Great/Generals with a Shy!Reader

#masterlist #yandere historical characters #yandere history #yandere historical characters masterlist #yandere au #history

[ntzsche9]

So, hi! I'm Verne (they/them), practically a queer elder in my 30s, brand new to tumblr (dunno how I ever missed the boat), and I only ever seem to write in the 20 minutes or so between pulling up to work and clocking in, or when I'm putting my toddlers down for a nap but don't want to crawl out of their beds and address the chores I gotta do while they're out of the way. I've written poetry, prose, and roleplayed in the past but got away from it for years and years, and only recently started writing again. I have notebooks and lists of story ideas but the few things I have fleshed out are mostly silly character-based "what if?" scenarios, because those are the most fun to me. Too many of my stories are me simply wanting to write a scene, developing a bit of a world around it, then losing interest entirely. I hope this blog can change that a bit, help me focus on following through or figuring out how to better develop small ideas into something longer.

Interests:

Post-apocalyptic

Near-future dystopias

Scifi/Fantasy (urban) with magical realism

History/AltHistory (especially lesser-known and marginalized stories)

Horror, dark, violent, and mature themes

Queer everything. I can't write heteros to save my life and I'm not all that sorry about it.

Sexy melodrama and smut with too much plot

Fanfiction (I could read/write Fallout stuff all day)

Some Favorite Authors:

Octavia Butler

Nnedi Okorafor

VE Schwab

Starhawk

Madeline Miller

Ta-nehisi Coates

Becky Chambers

Emma Donoghue

Looking for:

Community, inspiration, other writers to follow, and problem-solving tips in storytelling and sticking to stories when things get tough. I really just need some folks to talk to when working through all the things in my head. Open to the occasional tag but I'm not great at responding.

I have plenty more little bits of nonsense in various states of readability, like character backgrounds, alt-ending scenes, slice-of-life banter between characters, etc. These will be posted under the tag #ntzsche misc

Noteworthy WIPs:

Bad Blood - A Fallout Nuka-World fanfic (#ntzsche Nuka-World)

My longest story is a fanfic, but with a cast of characters largely not in the Fallout 4 DLC. I intend to eventually write this in a way that someone who hasn't played the game would be able to easily read.

Lafayette, the son of a 'retired' raider, left his abusive father to find his place in the world and was taken in by an eclectic trauma-bonded found family that inspires him to be a better person and shows him love he is certain he doesn't deserve. When his father comes across them in a raid, Lafayette is given the offer to join him, and he agrees in order to save the settlement and his little brother. Lafayette finds that being with his dad again, and being the son he always wanted him to be, isn't nearly as difficult as he thought it would be. He struggles to maintain the person he wants to be with the person he suspects he is, all while a cast of scheming raiders, wastelanders, and slaves vie for power in the raider city built within the rusted remains of an amusement park.

Salem's Child (#ntzsche Salem)

A background on one of the lesser Nuka-World characters that I got carried away with.

Andrew Rook doesn't look like his parents. He looks like someone they are desperate to forget. Growing up in post-apocalyptic Salem, Massachusetts has it's perks, though. In a fading settlement run by incompetent men who would rather blame the population of feral black cats for their problems than try to solve them, Andrew and his two best friends build a world in their imagination that shields them from the wretchedness of the wasteland and the people they have to rely on to survive.

Hechizo

Another character background that I would love to expand into a few short stories around.

Mateo Zavala was born in the vibrant and tight-knit community of Navarro. His great-great-great-great-great-great grandmother, a pre-war ghoul, is still the ruling matriarch, and it's hard for her not to play favorites when she has over 300 living descendants.

The Crash (#ntzsche Crash)

A what-if real-world rewrite of an event from another story. I just really enjoy writing these two.

Gabe always knew his functional alcoholic roomie would get into a terrible car wreck some day, but he never thought he would be dumb enough to be in the car with him. When the consequences of the wreck threaten to destroy Dave's life, Gabe finds himself doing everything he can to hold those pieces together. The love he harbors for his straight, polyamorous best friend runs deeper than either of them are ready to face, and find that Dave's injury turns their relationship completely on end.

#writeblr introduction #writeblr #writeblr intro #queer writers #lgbtq writer #ao3 #wip #creative writing #writing #new writeblr #ntzsche misc #ntzsche nuka-world #ntzsche Salem #ntzsche Crash

[icarusbetide]

ridiculous historical alternative scenario 1

i have seen your scottish alexander hamilton and love him deeply. may i suggest the far less plausible, actually probably impossible scenario my group chat created for the kick of it: french alexander hamilton.

we pulled a bene gesserit and went back in time to careful go through generations of genetic selection and whatnot just to insure that alexander hamilton is born in france.

his mother rachel was a huguenot french, if i'm not mistaken (or at least a descent) and i believe she was born in the west indies, her father being a physician? once again, this isn't for sure and i'll need to find a reliable source on that, but we really do lack a lot of information about her.

why this absolutely implausible scenario, you ask?

solely to imagine a world where thomas jefferson went to france and was absolutely taken by this catty frenchman - and suddenly all the things he hated about hamilton in reality are charming and vogue. he loves hamilton like he loves lafayette. hon hon hon.

and the second implausible scenario: lafayette and hamilton know each other from childhood (they weren't even in the same social sphere but this already makes no sense so shhh) and they come to america to fight together. let's just pretend hamilton is somehow from a very noble french family now. wreaking havoc onto washington's staff and waggling his eyebrows at everyone. we want to see washington squirm, a flip of the power dynamic.

imagine he meets napoleon. is he captured with lafayette? does he become a radical and agree with jefferson? whatever the hell we want, this makes no sense.

so in conclusion, this is a shitty au that has no historical basis nor is cleverly figured out. but we wanted to see alexander acting exactly like the french stereotype, flirting, drinking, dancing, wearing ridiculous clothing, taking washington by the cheek and kissing him. just chaos, to the extreme. i mean, frenchmen seemed to love him so.

this is late retribution for alexander never getting to go to france even when john laurens petitioned for him. sorry ham, you would've taken paris by storm.

it's camp.

#ridiculous au #doesn't make sense #idc #this is MY blog #i do what i want with it! #alexander hamilton #historical hamilton #lafayette #it's so fun!

[wilygryphon]

Building a crossover universe with different works blended together, some of which address the same historical periods, leads to things folding together into interesting scenarios such as the American Revolutionary War having a child of Athena (George Washington - Percy Jackson and the Olympians) aided by a Miraculous Holder (Marquis de Lafayette - Miraculous Ladybug) in fighting demons trying to bring about the Apocalypse (Sleepy Hollow).

#gryphonverse #shared universe #crossover #percy jackson and the olympians #miraculous ladybug #eagle miraculous #sleepy hollow #sleepy hollow 2013

[villxinmiixx]

𝐝𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 .ᐟ

[ note ;; this masterlist includes a REAL PERSON and the characters they're acting as, at the end of the day this is just a fan writing fake scenarios about them.]

[ all of these are in order on when i wrote them ]

main masterlist link

Ten Rounds series d. diggs.

part i.

What happens if rafael invited forced daveed to come with him to a concert of a well known singer, and he becomes enamoured with her?

A Courtship on The Court series t. jefferson.

part i.

work in progress.

Imperial Intrigue series t. jefferson ( & m. lafayette )

part i.

work in progress.

Imperial Intrigue series m. lafayette ( & t. jefferson )

part i.

work in progress.

#⟨ villxinmiixx .ᐟ mixx #⟨ mixx's .ᐟ masterlist #mixx #daveed diggs x reader #daveed diggs x female! reader #daveed x reader #daveed diggs #thomas jefferson x reader #thomas jefferson #lafayette x reader #marquis de lafayette #hamilton #hamilton musical

[skywalking-through-life]

WIP TITLE GAME

RULES: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

I was tagged by both @ashilrak and @60sec400, which is honestly fantastic, because I love this idea! My wip folder is deeply hilarious and probably incomprehensible to anyone other than me, so enjoy! I have titles, but also describe scenarios, and use lines I've written that I like as fic placeholders. There is no order to this, it's just how it appears in the folder! Italics indicate what I'm currently actively working on! Feel free to ask questions, lmao!

Post-HoO Truth or Dare beach party

'Percy Jackson's Six Steps to Seducing Your Girlfriend'

Post-HoO summer Chariot race

Titan War Memorial service + bonfire - explore grief ritual?

'[conduct] not unbecoming men who [strive] with gods'

Percabeth wedding

'still half-perfect' - working title for dark as shit wip, feat. percabeth fuck or die

'The Firefighter of the Month Club'

Poseidon and Ms. Lafayette parent- teacher conference

Percy graduates high school!!!!!!!!!!

'a name adds context, not truth'

Percabeth strip poker, Annabeth cheats

'kindness justifies itself'

Percy&Poseidon&Paul, wedding day shaving/ritual

Annabeth&Rachel&Piper&Hazel&Sally&Clarisse&etc, wedding day bath/getting ready ritual

Percabeth first time, in Percy's dorm

'like two birds on a power line'

'I drown in you' - kinky percabeth hotel sequel to 'to burn and to boil'

Percy teaches Estelle how to swim

Demigods talk to Estelle about death

Percy talks to Estelle about differences between mortals and demigods

Percy/Annabeth/Apollo negotiations? Just sex friends or more - have to decide

Percy/Annabeth/Aphrodite negotiations? Just sex friends or more - have to decide

Fed kidnapping fic - dark, long, big angst, outline currently: 20k

Jackson-Blofis Family winter cabin trip multichap

Whale pregnancy wip lololol

Percy&Calypso missing moment conversation in TOA; follow up, Percy's missing moment conversation with Chiron - 2 shot?

College Percy, Annabeth, Frank, and Piper 'rent' a sailboat for the day and go exploring, there are shenanigans, Hazel has to send the Roman navy after them

"Oh, bite me.  Why should I have to choose between being a lover or a fighter?"

"I'm not sure of much, but I know my body can take a pretty good beating and then just get up and keep on going. There's always been something comforting about knowing that. It keeps me moving."

"If actual hell couldn't separate us, then what makes you think that you can?"

"Face it, dude. You have the eyes of a lovable aquatic mammal."

"I've seen what you like as a corpse, "Annabeth. Did you really think I wouldn't recognize you when you look like a queen?"

"You are alive. Let me celebrate that, won't you?"

"You are only a man, but one who could have been a god. I'm sure that weighs."

"Wisdom's daughter, afraid of new knowledge?"

"And so he acted, out of that place of peace and clarity and resolve within him that one might call a conscience."

"One of the best things about Percy Jackson was that he rarely said something he didn't mean. It was also one of the worst things about him."

"A soul like his is more alive than most."

Lolololololol. I hope you enjoyed this? I'm going to tag as many people as I can, but I don't know if I have enough, given the number of wips I have! Tagging everyone who pops into my brain: @tater-tots-last-of-the-romanovs @timemachinechaos @timelesslords @finalgirlmoment @judoflipped @imaginmatrix @mrthology @celestialepiphany @phykios @darkmagyk @no2ticonderoga @ashilrak @moonlacess @moonfrost41 @templarhalo @soleil-in-retrograde @campercabeth @percabeth4life @sappho-of-space @perseannabeth @ananbeth @annabethy @punkflame @zambomarti @hellomomo @duender-writes @melancholic-pigeon @captain-jackson @posallys @faemischief

#wip title game! #pjo hoo toa cotg #pjo fic #fanfic #percy's senior year (mis)adventures #this is super fun and I welcome all asks! #I obviously have WAY TOO MANY wips

[nordleuchten]

Hi!First of all, I'm glad I have found your page: Lafayette is one of my favourite historical characters and following a so well organized blog like yours really satifies my hunger for knowledge about him.I wanted to ask you whether you could enlighten me about what happened during the Camp de Mars massacre.I've read somewhere,he explicitly ordered his men to attack the civilians.Other sources claim, a soldier was wounded by the people and so the troops started shooting. What happened exaclty?

Dear @faxelange,

first of all; thank you so much for your kind words, such comments truly make my day. :-)

What happened exactly during the Champ de Mars massacre? Well, nobody can say for certain. I have written a long post here (that I have to edit one fine day sincere there is one sentence that is less critical than intended), trying to present the viewpoints of both sides, but there is very little that can be said with absolute certainty.

In short, we do not exactly know what really happened that day but even if we assume the absolute “best” scenario, La Fayette still stands as a weak leader who had no control about his armed guard and could not prevent the death of innocent people. What we do know is that the National Guard under La Fayette’s command fired at the crowd, and that people were wounded and killed. I can not imagine La Fayette giving the command in cold blood to kill the people in assembly – but I can imagine that La Fayette, fearing for his man, the life of the present officials and for his own life, gave a rash command in the heat of the moment, a command that he had not thought through and that he later regretted. In his first official statements, La Fayette his relatively vague what his exact orders were and as the years passed, his statements did not exactly become clearer – a fact that did not help the matter at all.

I know that this is a bit of an unsatisfying answer, but I hope you can still make some use of it. I hope you have/had a wonderful day!

#ask me anything #faxelange #<3 #marquis de lafayette #la fayette #french history #american history #french revolution #champ de mars #1791

[knowltonsrangers]

Jealousy/Unwanted Attention

[several!TURN!Characters x reader]

Nathan Hale doesn’t really do jealousy, he’ll admit it’s not a good look on anyone, the evil twinge of anger that wells in their face. But if he can even call it jealousy, he knows that the person shuffling closer to you is not any attention you sought out. With a deep breath as he half runs over, he will place his hands on your shoulders gently, ushering you away from the stranger. Don’t underestimate him, he will definitely share a word or two, if he feels that you are in a scenario where something needs to be said.

Benjamin Tallmadge catches your gaze from across the room, noting the look of fear in your eyes. Without a second thought, he leaves his conversation with a breathy “excuse me” and beelines directly to where you are, and the stranger that is attempting to slide their arm around your shoulder. Ben will definitely grab your hand and just pull you away, but if the stranger starts to yank back, he will start saying something. He pries the unwanted hand away, and guides you through the thickened crowd. Nobody is gonna make you feel uncomfortable, especially while he’s around.

Possibly a slight amount calmer, Marquis de Lafayette will get his point across without as much as a second glance. He sidles up to you, sensing your uncomfortableness, and asks you if you wished to be removed from the conversation. If he’s already read your mind, you nod your head yes and that’s really all it takes. He will take ahold of your hand and usher you away, asking the whole time if your are okay and did the stranger do anything else but say inappropriate language. If they did, he’s definitely holding himself back, because in his mind he definitely wants to throw hands.

Ensign Thomas Baker is an intimidating force to be reckoned with. If for any reason that he’s not by your side, and a lure of unwanted attention falls to you, he will most certainly remove you from the conversation. Lift you up and carry you over his shoulder if he has to. There’s no way anyone is going to be insulting you and is going to get away with it. Thomas, out of anyone, knows that you can handle your own, but he knows that look in your eyes when you’re asking for help.

Would probably commit arson if he could, Alexander Hamilton one-thousand percent gets jealous. He can’t focus, can hardly see as he’s blinded by unfathomable rage, may possible stomp over to where you are and change his demeanor by the snap of his fingers. Calmly, he drops an arm around your shoulders, standing just behind you so you can’t see his face. He glares over the top of your head, only to change it to a smile every time you look up at him. You don’t have to worry about anyone being uncomfy or rude anymore.

George Washington is too old for this shit. Just kidding! No, he does not get jealous, and he knows you are ready and absolutely willing to slip right out of the conversation if it turns inappropriate. However, if someone is offering nasty intentions, George is all over it. Because you send him your ‘sos stare’, and his fierce loyalty and absolute devotion to you comes in full force. He’s intimidating, and can definitely get someone to back off just with an icy glare. Don’t underestimate him, he knows when your posture shifts and you’ve grown uncomfortable in an unwanted conversation.

Caleb Brewster probably starts a fight. It’s a fair assumption, because you and him both know that if some person is trying to land a move on you, Caleb is gonna come swinging punches. That’s his face to kiss, dammit! Unless it’s a friend or family, nothing is going to stop him as he starts winding the poor sap up. When angry, he can be really frightening, and he knows it. Doesn’t let anyone touch you unless you say it’s okay. If you look uncomfy? Bye random person. He isn’t about to let it go on for a moment longer.

#sul writes #turn amc #turn washington's spies #Nathan hale #benjamin tallmadge #marquis de lafayette #alexander hamilton #ensign baker #george washington #caleb brewster

[tornrose24]

I was researching that live action little mermaid. I knew Lin Manuel Miranda was going to do songs for it.... but apparently he also gets to be the chef that tries to kill Sebastian.

If this is accurate, then I admit that this is something I REALLY need to see now. The idea is so hilarious and I can imagine Miranda just going all out with this. 

 Also, the guy playing Sebastian (Daveed Diggs) originated the role of Lafayette/Thomas Jefferson in Hamilton. And if Lin IS going to play Chef Louis, then this means we are getting a scenario where Hamilton tries to kill Jefferson.

Alternatively: Lin Manuel Miranda gave us a singing crab. Now he’s going to try to kill a singing crab.

#the little mermaid #the little mermaid 2023 #lin manuel miranda #hamilton #please let this be accurate #I NEED to see this

[del-uxie]

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get to know my gay bitches (last updated: 02/01/24)

tony barone camarilla brujah merc/bodyguard just in: updated with less slutty art :) ANYWAY hes just a puppyboy former ghoul. he likes beating people up blood and the power of friendship and true love. hes just a straight up nice guy if you forget the killer part. very slightly dumb but its ok ♥ he would never know obtenebration

dusty hayes "camarilla" salubri miserable courier

sad eggy tgirl widow who is Struggling to get by amidst being hunted by both clan tremere and (apparently) hunters too :) its all going so well for her :) and she hasnt even had The Realisation yet :)

montague "monty" lafayette camarilla nosferatu casanova generally hes a very confident flirtatious person though he can be a bit petty and arrogant at times, especially towards people that scorned him in the past. he likes playing the guitar ghouling rats and being a whore

jack bailey former ghoul hunter w/psychometry very sad gay old man. former ghoul of the nosferatu primogen, vernon, a very sleazy guy. he escaped during a hunter raid on his haven and got taken in by a hunter cell shortly after. currently hes living off extremely embezzled camarilla funds with his new boyfriend ingo. hes the only one in the cell who doesnt literally talk to deities so hes a bit bummed about that. not sure what it says about him

his hobbies are being a reeptionist/accountant, sending emails, and crying. also its pretty funny but literally every time hes tried to do a hunter thing so far hes failed ❤ hes only good at imagining scenarios

cassandra vane anarch true brujah baroness

shes a cool-headed baron in charleston, west virginia, who the coterie found torporous in an old nuclear bunker. shes a bad bitch and also an autistic shawty with no ulterior motives whatsoever. she loves her catholic priest husband/childe and is indifferent to pretty much everything else

audric moore camarilla toreador-maeghar prince

pretty much just a flamboyantly gay dandy without a very good grasp of morals. he got beheaded by the coterie for using presence on them one time (among other things). before his embrace, he was a satyr, and he got embraced by a hater sabbat bitch like ages ago. he likes having pets, his gigantic family, and begging his ex husband to take him back. also hes permabanned from new york city.

claire lake silent strider theurge

the daughter of one of the players! she came to charleston while on break from college in australia to meet her biological father for the first time. she had her first change at the worst time possible but is getting on well enough with the local sept. shes cheerful if a bit of a worrywart. she's studying journalism and is a hobbyist photographer!

okay these are just my vtm/WoD characters for now. i dont feel like adding any more for a bit...

here are some blorbo playlists! i assume you care if you made it this far <3

#my ocs #monty #jack #tony #cassandra #audric #claire #dusty #vtm #wod #there is a lethal amount of depeche mode on tonys playlist #Spotify

[pub-lius]

Opinion on Lafayette?

*heavy breathing*

i saw this ask in my last class where i can’t use my phone so i sprinted across campus to answer it asap GSJWHWJW

i. fucking love that crusty ass straggot.

he is like one of the few historical men i will defend in most scenarios. i genuinely believe he had the best intentions more often than not, and his biggest fault was how naive he was. i think he was such a nice guy who tried his best, but fucked up very often bc he just wasn’t that smart HSKWBWJ like he was smart but not. in the ways he needed to be smart.

im currently reading a people’s history of the french revolution by eric hazan after reading one of marie antoinette’s biographies just bc it pissed me off how much the author demonized lafayette. the french revolution is my primary example of how his intentions seem totally pure but he didn’t know how to actually execute his ideas properly, and he just assumed everyone else was a good person until he was forced to recognize that’s not always the case. i think he was a “moderate” (meaning that he was in between the left and right) because he saw good in both sides.

also you cannot tell me the reason he was so obsessed with america wasn’t because he lost the comfort of his family at a young age and then found it again when he arrived in america. motherfucker had so many emotional issues

i am obsessed with him. he’s one of my specialties (along with hamilton, washington, and laurens (and previously, burr, its just been a while since i’ve gone in depth on him)). i have two other biographies on lafayette that im going to read after i finish this book and i am so excited. i love lafayette

#lafayette #marquis de lafayette #i love hamilton too he’s by far my favorite #but not in the same way #like i very rarely defend hamilton and when i do im like ‘but like he was also in the wrong’ #bc i don’t think his intentions were always for the best for the majority of people like lafayette #hamilton just wanted to be right a lot of the time #and most of my obsession with him comes from the complexity of his character #lafayette was complex but not in the same way #and i feel like he was LESS complex bc like #its just easier to understand him as a person #hamilton has a lot more nuance and misconceptions and strange rationality #lafayette was more straightforward #but yeah :) #love that motherfucker

[ntzsche9]

Writer Q&A Tag Game

thank you for the tag, @digital-chance. I love how this one forces you to look at your own work in such a positive way.

1. What motivates you to write?

Some of my characters are ANCIENT. Even when I went 5+ years without writing, they're still there, and I miss them. Daydreaming about stories and scenarios is my favorite hobby, especially during my work commute.

2. A line/short snippet of your writing that you are most proud/happy of. If not maybe share a line of someone else's work you love (just please credit them)

From Ch 9(ish) of my Unnamed Nuka-World Fic:

From the corner of his eye, Luvell saw the Sunshine Tidings Co-op settlers jump and cheer, pumping their arms into the air. He couldn't hear them from the cataclysmic roar of the blast, but the rapture of revenge was clear on their faces. No one must be watching the settlement, with how many people were suddenly collected on the ridge. Even this far away, they could feel the sound and the heat threatening to bowl them over. He could hardly stare at the blast for more than a few seconds, and the people around him that didn't think to bring sunglasses dipped their hats and shielded their eyes. He had expected to be cheering, too, or at least relishing a deep satisfaction at finally striking back. Finally making someone pay for taking Lafayette from them. Instead, something inside him felt disquieted and out of place. This was too much. Too much like them. It wouldn't end here, it only raised the stakes. Things would get worse after this. Luvell glanced back at his parents, their faces brightly lit from the blast. Dave squinted behind his glasses, brows furrowed, still frowning. Gabe had tugged his goggles down over his eyes, and as the light made his tawny skin glow warm and golden, a toothy grin began to creep across his face. He watched the destruction with a growing smugness, a hand reaching up to squeeze Dave's shoulder. "He's gonna fuckin' haaate thiiis!" he relished happily when the world finally started to go quiet again.

3. Which OC makes you smile every time you think/talk about them and what are they like?

I should say my main boy Lafayette, because whew I love putting him through things, but it's his lunatic little ex-boyfriend Mateo that delights me the most. He's hot in a way that is absolutely unhelpful to everyone, lowkey a nerd about plants, loves making lil spooky crafts, and will undoubtable one day run a death cult. Every time I write him, he does something so ridiculous and over-reactive that I didn't predict and its always fun.

4. What process of writing do you enjoy the most?

When the juices are flowing, and you're almost passively watching the things happen in your head and just recording what is being said and done, and the characters are in control. Especially when they surprise you by reacting differently than you anticipated and now everyone else has to react to them.

5. What part of writing do you think you are the best at? (Yes stroke your own ego it's okay)

Dialog? Maybe? Sometimes I really enjoy it, but that might just be self-indulgent.

6. What is something in the writeblr community is most enjoyable?

The little daily tokens of encouragement to keep writing, and to write for yourself.

7. A writing tool/device you use that helps you with writing? (It could be speech to text, a writing program etc)

Post-it notes. Lmao. I don't really use anything fancy, but as I'm reading, each and every book is gonna have at least one post-it note that is covered with page numbers, words I'm unfamiliar with, phrases I love or concepts I think I can use later. I have hundreds of notes like this and its a great source of inspiration when I need it.

8. A piece of worldbuilding that you like in your own story? (It could be the magic system, a particular place in the story, a law etc)

I write mostly fanfics, so I can't claim the world as my own too often, but when writing Salem's Child, the bit about post-apocalyptic Salem, MA being overrun with black cats came out of nowhere at me and now I'm obsessed.

9. What piece of advice would you say to encourage others to write if they are having a rough patch?

Plotting, or over-plotting, is what most often bogs me up. To shake it off, I try to look back on a major plot point and change it, and write how things would go differently. Did Dave survive getting his leg eaten off by cannibals? Write about what happens if he didn't. (In my case, everyone wigged out and killed each other, and it really made me appreciate how Dave holds the whole family together lol.) When it works, it almost always fixes my slump.

10. Tag some people whose works you love/have been your biggest supporters

I'm still pretty new here, but no pressure to: @elean0rarose, @leebrontide, @touloserlautrec, @words-after-midnight and @ruinmegently

#writeblr #tag game #ntzsche nuka world #ntzsche misc #ntzsche luvell

[edgysaintjust]

the committee of public safety are now stranded on a desert island. what happens?

Golding would be put to shame seeing the sheer potential of this scenario. Let's go.

Hérault, Collot and perhaps Prieur-Duvernois sound like a set for more physical tasks. Happy or not, someone has to build a shelter, which requires some strength, but pros include rediscovering their bisexuality watching the most beautiful man of france in action, with his cheeks blushed from hard work etc etc. Wood and other materials are eventually brought to a relatively safe looking place.

Someone has to explore the island and look for drinking water / food supplies, and in general get to know the area. An expedicion like this may require a military man's assistance, so maybe Carnot? With BV or someone to accompany him as he should be separated from his boyfriend to increase productivity. Robespierre picks oranges. Barere is not sticking to one task only, he comes wherever there is less work. A crab bites his ass.

Saint-André used to coordinate the navy. Maybe he can write a huge "help" in the sand. Or draw a boat. Catch some fish for dinner.

Lindet could coordinate the gathered supplies, along with perhaps Couthon as it won't require much physical effort from him. Seems that it is relatively chill there.

And let's not forget the man best with both supplies and food. As said by @centaurettedefeu ,

In the evening when most basic things are already done, they sit by a campfire on a beach. They fight over how the food has been divided, split into factions. Someone is hit in the head with a coconut Collot held in his hand. Barère encourages them to reconcile and Hérault diplomatically approves by proposing to make love not war. Robespierre cries sth about Rousseau, and the entire dinner burns to crisp in the meantime. Eating whatever was left from the supper, they eventually give up and tell each other horror stories about lafayette coming back to france. Collot recites some poetry, applauded by BV. The day ends, and they all get as cozy as they can on the sand under the provisory shelter. Someone sings il pleut bergère. Another coconut is thrown, and the silence lasts for the rest of the night.

#ask #feel free to continue or correct #i was stuck on hérault #i love the asks

[conjectureand-gloom]

just outlined the plot of each febuwhump prompt (other than a few that i haven’t decided yet)

and i have such specific tastes on what i like writing.

so here’s a little statistics look in case anyone is interested in seeing what i like writing! i don’t know whether anyone will be interested, but i found this pretty interesting to look at!

and yes, i have only decided on 21 of 28 prompts…

the character going through shit

ALEXANDER ANGST- 15/21

JOHN ANGST- 3/21

WASHINGTON ANGST- 8/21

most some of the washington angst overlaps into alexander angst. there’s also some lafayette angst, along with other characters, but it’s mainly these three. alexander is not having a good month.

scenario

GUN VIOLENCE- 9/21

CAPTURE- 10/21

DEATH- 10/21

timeline

BEFORE THE WAR, CANON ERA- 2/21

DURING THE WAR, CANON ERA- 13/21

AFTER THE WAR, CANON ERA- 5/21

MODERN DAY AU- 1/21

#alexwrites #febuwhump #statistic looks #i doubt y’all will care #but this is interesting

[froggywritesstuff]

pumpkins | (hamilton) werewolf and vampire au

Pairings: none really, just John and Laf being best buds

Warnings: swearing, fluff, this is so ooc it's not even funny

Time: modern

Request: @xtheatresharkx : MAYBE try like Lafayette being a werewolf and then like John being a vampire and them just in any scenario, make them carve pumpkins and jam out like best of buds

A/N: this isn't a romantic one shot, but it is a mess. i apologise. any French in this has been translated by google, so if there's any mistakes, please let me know so i can correct it

Laf flinched at the sound of the door opening, his ears twitching with anxiety.

"John?" he called out from the kitchen, his tone mixed with nerves and frustration.

"Yeah," he heard John's familiar voice, followed by the door closing shut and footsteps coming closer, "Sorry Laf, I really don't know how else to get inside except through the front door." he explained, deadpanning as he entered the kitchen, met with two pumpkins, Laf stabbing a knife into one.

The Frenchman rolled his eyes, "Well, sorry I'm a little bit paranoid," he said, sarcasm dripping from his words as he scratched at his ears to emphasize his point, "These stupid ears are bad enough this time of year.”

”What, your boyfriend doesn’t like them?” John asked, a teasing smile on his face. 

“Need I remind you I’m holding a knife?” he asked, feeling heat rush to his cheeks, pulling the knife out the pumpkin to point it at John, who just snickered as he held his hands up in surrender.

”All right, all right.” he laughed, before his face fell as he finally noticed the pumpkin Laf was stabbing at, “Wait, what time of year is it?”

”Do you ever check a calendar?”

”I forget! I’ve got a shit memory, and with all the stuff I have to remember I’m not always up with the dates.”

Laf sighed, “It’s October.”

Immediately, John fell forward onto the kitchen bench, banging his forehead back and forth, “FUCK!” he groaned.

Laf continued, ignoring John’s dramatic reaction, “So, I thought we could carve pumpkins together.”

John immediately stood back up, crossing his arms and furrowing his brows at the werewolf, “You wanna participate… in Halloween?”

Laf just shrugged, John's anger not fazing him in the slightest.

”Dude,” John began, his tone signalling that a rant was coming on, “do you know how fucked up Halloween is? Do you know how many humans I’ve seen dressing up as vampires? Dressing up as werewolves? It’s fucking fucked up."

“Of course I know how bad it is. I saw two kids buying fake ears yesterday just for their costumes.”

”So why did you buy pumpkins?”

”Because,” he shrugged, smiling at John who just seemed confused at his gesture, “Why should we let some humans ruin a perfectly good holiday for us?”

John sighed, nodding slowly, “Damn, why you gotta be so positive all the time?”

Laf shrugged, handing a knife to John, “It’s what I do.”

In a matter of minutes, Halloween music was playing, the smell of pumpkins was in the air, and John and Laf had carved a weak attempt at a design for pumpkin carving.

"How the hell do people do this so easily?" John groaned, leaving the knife stabbed in the pumpkin and pulling his cramping hand back, shaking it to help with the pain.

Laf huffed, setting his knife on the bench, "I do not know. Humans make it look so easy."

A small smirk made its way on John's lips, "Did your boyfriend make it look easy?"

Laf's expression immediately dropped, his eyes glued to his pumpkin to avoid eye contact with John as an attempt to hide the blush on his cheeks, "H-how many times? He's not my boyfriend, we've been on like, three dates."

“Sure he’s not…” he teased, nudging the Frenchman with his shoulder.

“Chienne,” Laf mumbled, glaring at John.

John brought it hand up his mouth as a gasp left his lips, a sarcastic offended expression in his face, "Watch your language,"

Laf said nothing as he reached inside the carved pumpkin, grabbing a mixture of some kind of pumpkin mush and pumpkin seed, smushing it all over John's face.

John gasped - for real that time, his jaw dropping as he fought back the smile tugging at his lips, "Motherfucker." he said in between laughs, wiping the pumpkin mush from his eyes to see Laf had run from him, knowing that John would retaliate. Reaching into the pumpkin in front of him, John grabbed a similar type of mush and began searching the apartment for Laf. It was a good sized apartment, consisting of the bathroom, two bedrooms and the kitchen/living room (they had a couch and a small tv near the area of the kitchen, which was the closest thing to a living they had). This wasn’t John’s first rodeo, as small food fights were pretty much a regular occurrence. And while Laf had a few good hiding spots, his go-to spot would always be in the corner of the bathroom next to the sink. It was a good hiding spot, until it got used way too many times. John immediately headed for the bathroom, pushing the door open and towering over Laf, who -as expected was curled up in the corner, a menacing look on his face as held up a fistful of pumpkin mush.

”You need a better hiding spot, dude.” John sighed, flinching as Laf threw the pumpkin mush at John’s face once again.

As he wiped the mix of seeds and pumpkins off his face, John retaliated by throwing the mush from his hands at Laf’s face.

Laf just stood up, headed to the sink, washed his face before turning to face John, “Truce?”

John nodded, pushing Laf from the sink to wash his own face.

”So,” he began, getting a towel to dry his face, “why don’t you want me bringing up your boyfriend?”

Shrugging, Laf answered, “I don’t know. It’s complicated.”

John scoffed, hanging the towel back on the rack, “Trust me, I can deal with complicated.”

A small smile grew on Laf’s lips, his gaze was glued to his feet as he continued explaining, “Well… I don’t want to… don’t want to jinx it. Like, I want him to be my boyfriend, but what if he doesn't think we're boyfriends yet? What if he isn't even looking for a relationship and he was just using me to test the waters or something.“

"Well anyone who doesn't wanna be your boyfriend - who isn't already your best friend/roommate - is an idiot. You clearly want him to be your boyfriend, so I think you should tell him that. And if he is just using you then he’s an asshole. You deserve a better boyfriend than an asshole. You got that?”

Laf smiled, looking up to meet John’s eyes, “Thanks. I really appreciate that.”

John smiled back at him, “Well it’s true.” 

Laf wrapped his arms around John, who quickly did the same, hugging him back, before they pulled away and headed out the bathroom door.

”We should probably finish those pumpkins.” John mumbled, frowning at his hand that was still sore.

”Ugh, forget the pumpkins.” Laf said, “Let’s finish watching ‘Fear Street’.”

buy me a coffee <3

#hamilton #hamilton fanfic #hamilton fanfiction #halloween #werewolf au #vampire au #lafayette #john laurens #john laurens fanfiction #lafayette fanfiction #hamilton musical #froggywritesstuff