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nonstopangelica · 20 days

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lin manuel miranda x reader!

you were late but you were finally seeing hamilton for the first time after years of it being on stage. your friend got tickets and asked if you wanted to come with. you agreed as you wanted to know what the hype was about. you walked to the seats with your friend and sat down. eventually a man sat next to you and you overheard him talking to his friends.

“every time i come back here it’s like im checking in on my kid at college”

you paid it no mind and looked through the playbill. you scanned through the pages and looked at the credits.

book music and lyrics by lin manuel miranda

“lin, you want something? im getting a snack”

“im good thanks”

you turned your head and looked at him, that is lin.

lin turned to you and said hello.

you said hello back and pointed to his name in the playbill.

“yup that’s me”

“how ironic that on my first time seeing hamilton i sit next to you”

“how ironic that on my 701st time seeing hamilton i sit next to you” lin responds

you laugh.

“are your expectations low or high?”

“high of course, how does it feel to know that everyone just raves over your work?”

“it’s a great feeling. i hope you find the hype worth it”

the show starts and you both silence your phones.

in the first minute of the show you’re absolutely hooked. lin looks at you and giggles to himself at your reactions. by the time satisfied comes around you’re amazed and when nonstop happens just before intermission, you’re wondering why you haven’t seen it sooner.

the lights come on at intermission and lin turns to you.

“well… what do you think?

you make a face showing you’re absolutely amazed.

“are you telling me that YOU made this?”

he gets shy and nods

“there’s no way this can get even better”

“you’ll have to find out”

“i can’t wait”

your friend notices lin as well and speaks to him for a quick moment before she goes to the ladies room.

you notice people staring at you and then realize they’re actually staring at lin. people start to go up to him and ask him for pictures.

as a joke, he tells one of the people to have you take the picture.

“your girlfriend is beautiful” one of them say.

“thank you, but-”

“can you believe she’s been my girlfriend for years and hasn’t seen hamilton once?”

he says this in an obviously sarcastic way that makes you laugh but others gasp.

“i’m just late to the game girl” you say

the intermission is almost over and you settle back into your seats.

“what’s your name?”

“y/n”

he does a little rhyme with your name

“yeah there’s no doubt you made this”

you enjoy the rest of the show and tear up at the end. you look at lin and just nod, “you’re a genius”

he laughs, “nah”

the crowd gives a standing ovation and disperses.

“do you and your friend wanna take a picture on the stage?”

“yes we’d love to!”

lin tells you both to follow him as he leads you backstage. while you walk you have small talk and you think to yourself how nice humble and cute he is.

while walking you see the actors and wave, to your suprise lin introduces you to them and jokes that you’re his girlfriend of years but quickly explains what just happened during intermission.

he takes pictures of you and your friend on the stage and then you tell him to get in the picture. you lightly lean your head onto his shoulder

before you get ready to leave, lin hands you his phone. he seems nervous.

“if you ever want to see the show again or see another show or do whatever i’m always around”

you blush and type your number into his phone. “will do”

i hope you all like this one!

#hamilton #lin manuel miranda #hamilton musical #lin manuel miranda x reader #lin manuel miranda imagine #lin manuel miranda imagines #lin manuel miranda fluff #hamilton imagines

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femdomdiaries · 5 months

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Can I request a jealous sesshomaru with an oblivious s/o? Thank you

Jealous!Sub!Sess x Oblivious!Reader

A/N: Made it a 1k fic since this is my first ask. Wasn’t too sure about where to go with it so feel free to request the same prompt again with more details. I could see this working better with a dom sess but we don’t do that here.

Warnings: profanity, a little violence in the end, dumb plot, unnamed OC used as plot device, no smut just fluff, i did research for this smh

Synopsis: You and Sesshomaru go to see a play.

Spoiler Synopsis: You get hit on by an actor and Sess feels some type of way about it. While being unaware of his internal conflict, you manage to ease his concerns.

After expressing your desire to watch a movie with Sesshomaru, you then mentally facepalm, because why would a demon from the feudal era know what that is? You try to explain television, but eventually give up and resort to calling it mini musical theater.

Sess nods at that description thoughtfully, "Kabuki. That is one way humans entertain themselves here. I've encountered it a few times."

"Let's go to one, then," you suggest. "I'm craving some medieval Hamilton."

"Hamilton? You are... hungry?"

"Nah, Hamilton isn't food. Food for the soul, maybe."

He doesn't question you or your obscure references further. He ends up taking you to a Kabuki near a human village, and soon you are seated amongst a crowd, directly in front of a colorful stage with extravagant decor and lighting. On stage, there are actors in colorful costumes and makeup, performing a historic drama. To the side, live music is being played by performers with drums, flutes, and other instruments.

Even though you're seated in the back, with all of the lower class citizens, during the show you somehow manage catch the attention of one of the performers. The individual, who's playing the lead role as a heroic samurai, locks eyes with you instead of his co-actor as he's saying his lines. "As cherry blossoms fall, so do my defenses in the face of your grace, for in this battlefield of the heart, it is your love that I am sworn to defend."

You clap and cheer, mainly because you know you're being watched. Internally, you're thinking, 'what a corny ass line. This show is good but it ain't got shit on Lin-Manuel Miranda. And why is he staring at me like that? Can he tell I'm not from around here? If I cheer louder will he stop?'

But Sesshomaru can't read your thoughts. All he sees is you clapping and cheering and grinning enthusiastically back at the actor. He stiffens in place, narrowing his gaze at the man on stage. It was hardly a performance worthy of your praise. Sure, in the story being told, the samurai had slain a powerful foe and won a great battle. But Sesshomaru had slain numerous foes and won countless battles, and none of them were imaginary. How was such an insignificant being earning your attention?

His jaw clenches in annoyance as the actor winks at you. Your response, to Sesshomaru's dismay, is louder cheering. He debates whether or not to express his concerns, but you seem to be having such a good time and he doesn't want to ruin that for you with his...

...insecurities? Is that what these thoughts were? This was not becoming of the Lord of the Western Lands. Could this be one of the ways he was inferior to this mortal? Were you able to sense that, is that why you were so passionate with your cheering? Were you going to replace him because he was expressing vulnerability?

Suddenly, he feels the warmth of your hand around his as you thread his fingers with yours in one smooth motion.

"It's okay," you say in a comforting tone, "it's not real. Those guys can't hurt you."

Hurt him? He realizes that while you had correctly identified that he was experiencing fear, you had mistakenly thought it was due to the scene taking place on stage. The samurai was facing a terrifying beast and it was not looking good for him. Scared of a mortal in a costume? Sesshomaru almost scoffs at that thought. But then you bring his arm closer to stroke it soothingly, and you murmur words of reassurance that quiet his thoughts, and he swears if he were standing his knees would have buckled. He grips your hand tighter.

When the show ends, he's quick to try and lead you away. Right now, nothing else matters, he just wants to be alone with you. But that doesn't happen, because the path ends up blocked by the very actor that had been flirting with you from on stage. He's out of costume and make up now, but you still recognize him easily.

"I'm glad I caught you before you left. I just couldn't help but admire your beauty from afar."

"Hey," you greet him, a bit too enthusiastically for Sesshomaru's taste, "Thanks? I loved your show."

Sess’s heart rate picks up as his invasive thoughts begin spiraling again. He's unsure as to how you can tell, but you stroke the back of his hand assuringly with your thumb.

"I'm glad," the actor replies. "You must have very good taste. I imagine your companion does as well."

Sesshomaru doesn't answer, so you answer for him. "Yeah, he loved the show. The last scene frightened him a bit but he's okay now."

Sess stiffens.

"I see. Don't worry, my friend. At the end of the day it's all just smoke and mirrors."

"Yeah, that's what I've been saying. It's not comparable to the real thing."

"And what would such a delicate flower such as yourself know about the real thing, hmm?"

"Come again?"

"I can tell you've never been in battle, you have the most pristine features."

"That's not true, actually. I've been in plenty of fights."

The actor laughs, "Oh, don't tell me this demon makes you fight his battles?"

Whatever insecurity Sesshomaru had been facing, it’s instantly overshadowed by his pride. He moves forward with hostility, but you squeeze his hand tighter and hold him in place. Your own patience wears thin and your resting bitch face returns. "No, he doesn’t. We're both capable of handling ourselves, thank you very much."

"You shouldn't have to handle yourself," the actor replies. He's managed to close the rest of the distance himself and is now too close for comfort. He takes your free hand and kisses it gently. "I can take care of you. You deserve better than a coward for a partner."

Sesshomaru bares his fangs but your reaction is quicker. You knee the man directly in the face, resulting in a satisfying crunch.

"Ow, my nose!" He falls to his knees, clutching his face. "You bitch! You broke my nose!"

"Learn some manners, dipshit. And put some ice on that. Let’s go, Sess.”

And you both walk away together, leaving the actor kneeling there.

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jotatetsuken · 2 years

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dear theodosia

≡ submission for: @mrskenmakozume’s “Oh, My Daddy” Collab <333 and my gift to Kento Nanami for his birthday ♥️ (kento nanami’s birthday special)

⊹ kento nanami x mrs.nanami!afab!reader (uses she/her pronouns) (sfw, slice of life, angst, fluff)

⊹ trope: established marriage, new parents ┊ wc: 1930

≡ inspiration: dear theodosia - leslie odom jr.& lin-manuel miranda and that would be enough - phillipa soo & lin-manuel miranda from the hamilton soundtrack; this video that was shared to me by @/mrskenmakozume (i urge y’all to please listen to the songs to understand the atmosphere)

≡ warnings: fear of parenthood (from both sides), pregnancy, reader is undergoing symptoms of postpartum depression, pet names (baby, love, sweetheart, I think?), majorly fluff (please lmk if i miss any more tags)

≡ beta reading: @benkeibear @mxonigirimiya (thank you so so much <33)

≡ networks: @tokyometronetwork @hanayanetwork @downtown-roponggi

≡ notes: happy birthday to my former salaryman turned sorcerer. ever since i started thinking, dreaming, watching and writing about you, i’ve fallen more in love with you every day. i know not everyone thinks of you as a favorite character, and it’s totally okay. here’s to finding someone like you irl <3 when dear theodosia played in my head, idk why but i so thought of nanami, and i had to do something regarding this. also, there is definitely a tatsu reference in this :D as always, likes, comments, and especially reblogs are appreciated.

Present Day

“Congratulations, Nanami-san! It’s a girl!”

Time stood still in the delivery room for Kento Nanami as he tried to process the news the OBGYN had delivered. Not only were you and the baby okay, but you also gave birth to a baby girl. That too, on his birthday. He’d wanted it for a long time, and now that it was coming to reality, he felt his heartbeats pacing rapidly.

His head then turns to you, as you lie there, heaving and panting with your hands splayed on your tummy, as your gaze fixates on him. He then runs by your side, holding one of your hands, tears welling up in both of your eyes, as you two shed tears of joy with the best news you could’ve heard in a long time.

As the nurse immediately placed the tiny girl in your arms, you smiled at the baby, gently rocking her to put her to sleep. Both of you look at each other and at the baby as you break the silence, softly muttering, “Kento, we did it! She’s here! How are we going to…”

He then puts an arm around your shoulder, bringing you closer to his chest, shushing you calmly as you feel the rhythm of both of your heartbeats returning to their normal pace. He responded softly, “Baby, we’re in this together, and we’ll get through this together.” Remember when you told me when we were expecting and how both of us were scared?”

You nodded in agreement, “Yes, and I couldn’t imagine having anyone else to join me on this rollercoaster ride other than you. Now we have her.” He smiles at you, responding, “Yes, we do. We’ll give the world to her and, someday, she’ll blow us all away.” When you return to the room, you chuckle. “Kento, how funny that you loved that song so much that you sang it to her while I slept!” His mouth gaped wide open, exclaiming, “What?! There's no way you could have known,” and raising an eyebrow. Throwing a knowing smile his way, Kento understood that you blurted it out of him, causing a tint of blush to dust his cheeks.

Three years ago,

The salaryman-turned-jujutsu sorcerer knew very well that it’s a cruel world we live in today, with the balance of good and evil always being tipped either way. In the aftermath of all the cases he investigated and the amount of tears he had to wipe away, coupled with the personal losses he had to endure, had caused him to harden his heart towards the possibility of pursuing a family, let alone a romantic relationship.

However, when you, a fellow jujutsu sorcerer, came into his life, he became so enamored with you that he realized he had to stop feeling that he couldn't provide for you. So, during your years of courtship, both of you worked harder than ever, and you realized that you wanted to be with each other for the long term.

One day, weeks into your engagement and months before your wedding, the two of you had discussed whether parenthood was something that was in the plan for the both of you. You then told him, “Kento, I’m not sure about being a mother. You see, the news that’s been spreading around everywhere? That scares me. It took me a while to even commit to you, let alone commit to raising someone. In addition, we're jujutsu sorcerers, and our jobs require us to be ruthless and cutthroat, so it's really difficult to demonstrate kindness and compassion. “I'm not sure if I'm ready to have a child yet”, to which he replied with a small sigh, “That's okay, baby. Whatever you decide, I’m there for you.”

You narrow your eyes at him, in confusion and say, “So, are you saying that even if I plan on not giving birth, or not having kids at all, would you still love me?” He then nods in agreement and responds, “Yes, because we have each other to love. I am irrevocably in love with you, flaws and all. In this world, as I’m a man, I’m supposed to be protecting you, especially from the world’s cruelties, but you’re someone who doesn’t need to be protected. You’re someone who has a heart that’s big enough to accept me. The fact that you chose to marry me, someone who thinks they’re unworthy of love, is, in fact, a miracle in itself. So, as a couple, we’re supposed to face what’s in front of us. Whenever you decide you want one, I’ll be ready, and even if not, I’ll still be here. We’re a team, and we’ll be a team, regardless. I’ll work hard to spoil you the way you spoil me.” This causes you to smile in awe of your husband-to-be as you hug him, thanking him for giving him the space you need.

Years after your summer wedding, in October, when you told him you were expecting, he got so teary-eyed that he vented about how scared he was to be a parent, more so than you, but you held his hand and assured him, “Kento, it's okay to be scared about being a parent. Being a parent is a lot of responsibility. I'm sure you'll do superbly, however. You are good with Yuuji, aren't you?” Kento’s friend and his senior at Tokyo Jujutsu High, Satoru Gojo, had entrusted a first-year high school student, Yuuji Itadori under his care, and as Yuuji came over a couple of times, both of you had been watching each other, and that’s when you realized that you needed to tell him that you were expecting.

Kento sighed and went back to sit on the living room couch to read a book. When you started humming and walking to him, sat by his side and sang a couple of lines while holding his hands, “I don't pretend to know the challenges you're facing, the worlds you keep erasing and creating in your mind, but I'm not afraid. I know who I married. So long as you come home at the end of the day, that would be enough—”

You stopped singing as you noticed Kento smiling at you while holding your hand and looking at your ring. With another hand behind your head, he brought it closer so that your foreheads touched each other, as both of you silently communicated that this was a new phase in your lives, one to endure together.

Three years later,

Ever since your little girl was born, as happy as you were for her birth, you have slowly retreated into a shell, unable to take care of yourself, let alone your child. Days, weeks and months would pass where you’d have sleepless nights, not feel hungry on occasion, and space out in situations, like the one time you let the milk boil over for too long, and with you especially having difficulty bonding with the baby, causing her to cry more. There were moments in your spacing out that even caused you to miss her first steps, and her first word: “Mamma.” Thus, there was more of “dadda” ringing in the house, than “Mamma.”

Kento, sensing that you were not your usual self, requested an extended paternity leave and rushed to your aid, taking care of the baby and encouraging you to go for therapy. A new normal was then established where he became a househusband like someone familiar, preparing your tiffin, pushing you to go to therapy to provide a change in environment for you, taking care of the baby by feeding her milk, changing her diapers, and putting her to sleep.

While with you, he didn’t lose his cool, and was very soft-mannered and kind towards you, but stern when he needed to be. He would hug you constantly, bathe you when you were unable to do so yourself, helped you vent out your feelings, and in the months that you were getting better, slowly, you even observed him singing “Dear Theodosia” to her to sleep.

An unexpected smile appeared on your face as you remembered the time you were expecting. As you were half asleep, your baby girl kept moving around, so he splayed his hand on top of your tummy and sang to both of you to lull you both to sleep, “Dear Theodosia, what to say to you? You have my eyes, you have your mother's name. When you came into the world, you cried and it broke my heart. I'm dedicating every day to you, domestic life was never quite my style. When you smile, you knock me out, I fall apart, And I thought I was so smart.”

He then hummed for a moment looking at you with a smile, and continued, “If we lay a strong enough foundation, we'll pass it on to you, we'll give the world to you, and you'll blow us all away. Someday, someday...” His gaze shifted to you, and he could feel the rumbling in your womb subsiding and heard you snore softly as you both fell asleep.

You then realized that you were missing around the house and the joys of being her mother, and you decided to try to be there for her. So, Kento encouraged you every day, teaching you to prepare the formula, to change the diapers and bond with her, and the ways she nowadays likes to sleep.

That slowly provided you the confidence you needed to bond with your girl. You started holding her with confidence that was gradually building up, causing her to smile at instances. You got her to hold your finger while trying to walk, and that eventually lifted your spirits.

One day when your three-year-old girl quietly entered your bedroom, she crawled up to your bed, and lay in between Kento and you, starting to sniffle. “Mamma, dadda,” she whispered, causing the both of you to open your eyes, and Kento responds to her softly, “Yes, sweetheart, tell me, did you have a bad dream?” She nodded, sniffling. You stroked her coiffed blonde hair in order to calm her down. That’s when an idea popped in your head.

You then asked, “Is it okay if I could sing you to sleep along with your father? I noticed that you like to hear him sing to you, but I was wondering if I could join in.” Your daughter nodded, responding, “Yes, Mamma.” Your eyes brightened reflecting the incandescent moonlight coming through the window. You then began singing, hesitantly, with Kento eventually joining in, and then both of you joined in together.

After that, you told her, “Goodnight, my baby, you’re our pride and joy,” and then you softly hear reply, “Night night, dadda,” and then, “Night night, Mamma.” You tried moving around to sleep, but then you felt a tug on your sleeve. You turned around, and realized that your daughter not only fell asleep, but also clung to your arm, for the first time in three years.

This caused you to gleefully smile at your husband as he mouthed, “I’m so proud of you, love.” As you replied, mouthing out a “thank you,” you turned to each other, caressed each others’ cheeks and you two fell asleep. You smiled to yourself, being thoroughly grateful that you have the father of your child by your side who not only carried you through your hard times, but took care of your daughter, and helped you reconnect with her. Truly, he was one of a kind, and you were in immense awe of him.

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linmanwe11 · 3 months

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Hey I’m the anon who asked if you’re still taking requests and I forgot… oh wait, I remember.

~ Fluff, Lin-Manuel Miranda x Fem!Reader 🩷 ~

Prompt: Fem!Reader gets hurt at work by falling off a high ladder, and it results in her having a bad limp, a few bruises and a few cuts. It can happen…! Okay?? She comes home and Lin notices immediately. Y/N can’t hide the pain no matter how hard she tries. “I swear I’m—OW—fine, babe.” Lin’s not buying it. He gently and slowly helps Y/N to the couch and then he leaves to get the first-aid kit. I’ll let you write the rest.

(It’s okay if you don’t want to write this)

That sounds so cute, omg. I’ll definitely get on that ASAP!! <33

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linnamonrolls0 · 4 months

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can u write lmm x reader fluff for new years pleaseeeee also happy holidays if u celebrate!!!

Happy Holidays back at you! x 🥰

I’ll try to get another sweet little drabble piece done before the year is out (so lmk if you have any specific prompts…)

But in the meantime I just posted this little bit of festive Christmas fluff that’ll hopefully tide you over - https://archiveofourown.org/works/52560493

#lin manuel miranda #lin manuel miranda x reader #lmm x reader #asks

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the-amazing-simp · 1 year

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I posted 375 times in 2022

That's 375 more posts than 2021!

164 posts created (44%)

211 posts reblogged (56%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@softtdaisy

@spidernerdsblog

@the-amazing-simp

@withahappyrefrain

I tagged 207 of my posts in 2022

Only 45% of my posts had no tags

#andrew garfield x reader - 113 posts

#tasm fanfiction - 112 posts

#andrew garfield fanfiction - 112 posts

#tasm smut - 111 posts

#andrew!peter parker x reader - 110 posts

#tasm!peter parker - 108 posts

#tasm!spiderman x reader - 107 posts

#andrew garfield smut - 106 posts

#tasm!peter fluff - 105 posts

#tasm!peter x you - 103 posts

Longest Tag: 51 characters

#the folks at the emmys better give the award to him

My Top Posts in 2022:

Hi! could you add me (@shaded-echoes-recs) to your tasm!peter (and andrew garfield if you have one) taglist? Also, could you do an AG x reader where famous!r (an actress, singer-songwriter as well but mostly an actress) ends up accidentally outing her crush on AG in an interview (ex tonight show) and it turns out her most recent single (abt crushing on someone who doesn't know her) was about him and then they end up working on a film together & shes embarrased but he likes her and they date?pls!

The Slip-up | A.G.

📝 Title: The Slip-up (x actress/singer-songwriter!reader)

📚 Requested: Yes/No

✍ Summary: Let's face it, even celebrities have celebrity crushes. But what if you had accidentally let slip your little crush on Andrew Garfield in an interview? | 2.6k

Love knows no bounds and even celebrities have celebrity crushes.

And to say that you simply adored and admired Andrew Garfield would be the understatement of the century.

You were literally one of his biggest fans.

And after a quiet Monday morning, one of your biggest dreams had come true.

“Good morning, I am speaking to Y/N L/N, right?” A voice said as soon as you picked up the call.

“Yep.” You answered nonchalantly, stirring your coffee, you hadn’t auditioned for anything so far so you didn't know what this call was for, “This is she.”

“So, I’m Lin-Manuel Miranda.” The voice introduced, “Since you’re this amazing actress and singer-songwriter and you were highly recommended by one of our cast members - I was wondering if you’d be interested in starring in a romance musical?”

You nearly spewed out your coffee, not believing in the slightest that the director of Tick, Tick… Boom! was casting you, “That would literally be a dream come true! Thank you so much for this opportunity! And is it okay if I also get to know who highly recommended me so that I could thank them too?”

“Um,” Lin trailed off for a bit, as if talking to someone else on the other end of the line, “for now, the person wishes to remain anonymous - but, I’m sure you’ll get to know them really well once we start the shooting.”

“Okay then,” you smiled, “Thank you, again, so much for this wonderful opportunity and I can’t wait to start.”

The next day, your manager delivered the script to your house and you swear that you could’ve fainted once you took a look at the cast list.

Immediately picking up your phone and ringing up your manager, you asked, “Please reassure me that you didn’t by any chance give me the wrong script.”

You could practically hear her smile as she answered, “Now when I have done that to you? I’m guessing that you’re over the moon with who your co-star, or rather leading man, is?”

You couldn’t stop the heat that rose up to grace your cheeks, “Maybe?”

She chuckled, “C’mon, like you don’t gush on about him all the time, especially when we’re alone.”

“Fine.” You giggled, “This is literally the best day of my life.”

A beat of silence followed before you spoke up, “You anticipated this call didn’t you?”

Another laugh came, “Let’s just say that I had an inkling as to how you would react.”

“Oh and remember that you have to head to the recording studio later today to record your new single.” She reminded.

“Yep. I don’t have anything else today, so I won’t forget that.” You said.

–

“How’re you feeling?” Your makeup artist asked as she put the finishing touches on your look for your interview.

You shrugged, taking a deep breath, “Well, it’s always nerve wracking before a show or an interview, you just kind of forget it once you’re already doing it.”

You were then brought backstage, where you waited for your cue to enter the studio.

“Now let us welcome an amazing actress and singer-songwriter, Y/N L/N!” Jimmy announced to the already buzzing crowd.

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The Letter underneath the Bed | TASM!Peter Parker

📝 Title: The Letter underneath the Bed

📚 Requested: Yes/No

✍ Summary: You had spilled your feelings for Peter in a letter, not knowing that it would still reach it one day. | 2.6k

💌 Inspired by the line "In a box beneath my bed, is a letter that you've never read." from Tim McGraw by Taylor Swift.

Peter Parker was amazing at a lot of things - but figuring out whether you returned his romantic feelings for you or not is one of them.

You had been his best friend for as long as you could remember.

Wherever he went, you go too.

When Peter’s parents left him with Aunt May and Uncle Ben - you told your parents that your sole birthday wish was to move to the house next to Aunt May’s. Thankfully, your wish had been granted.

Ever since, you and Peter had been practically inseparable.

–

“Peter!” Aunt May called out from the bottom of the staircase, “Y/N is here! Hurry up or the both of you will be late for school.”

“Coming!” Peter called from the top, shouldering his backpack before almost running down the stairs.

He kissed Aunt May on the cheek, giving a rather rushed “See you later!”

Peter then headed to the door where you were patiently waiting for him with a smile.

“Ready to go?” He asked.

You chuckled, “I wasn’t the one running down the stairs this morning.”

Peter made a face at you before breaking out into a run, “Last one that gets to school pays for lunch!”

“No fair!” You whined, running after him, “You got a head start!”

The two of you always headed to school together, which caused some rumors to circulate that the two of you were dating.

Well, the rumors haven’t reached you or Peter yet.

Not for long though.

–

Even if Peter had a head start, you still managed to outrun him - maybe because you had pushed him a bit when you had caught up, but that didn’t matter.

You were sitting with Gwen and her boyfriend waiting as Peter got lunch for the both of you.

“Okay,” Gwen said, suddenly cutting her conversation with her boyfriend short, “Y/N, I thought you were my best friend - why didn’t you tell me?”

“Well, aside from Peter, you are my best friend. And I have no idea what you're talking about. What didn't I tell you?" You asked, giving her a puzzled look.

She gave an exasperated sigh, "Do you seriously have no idea? The whole school is practically talking about it."

"Talking about what exactly?" You were getting more confused with every passing moment.

Gwen leaned forward, speaking in a whisper-shout, "That you and Peter are officially dating!"

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468 notes - Posted February 8, 2022

perhaps…you and peter both being touch starved so when you start dating it’s so many cuddles, so much hand holding, always being near the other but never clingy👉👈

I can just imagine how adorable this is 🥺. If you want me to write this into a full fic - just let me know 👀

If somebody asked you and Peter who was more "touch starved" between the two of you. Both of you would probably just look at each other, laugh before saying that its both.

Ever since you started dating, Peter just couldn't keep his hands off of you. Literally.

He always needed to have an arm around your waist, a hand (or even just a finger) interlocked with yours, or just being near you in general.

Not that you minded anyway. You were just the same, if not worse.

Now, it was a nice Saturday night, you and Peter decided to take a small break from your homework to watch a little movie while being cuddled up on the couch.

The deadline wasn't in two days anyway.

Honestly, neither of you were paying any attention to the movie at all.

Peter was just quietly running his hands through your hair while you were busy drawing random patterns on his arms.

No words needed to be exchanged for the two of you to say how much you loved each other, how much you cherished each other.

A single touch was more than enough.

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522 notes - Posted March 16, 2022

Hello! I was wondering if you could do a fic with andrew garfield where you have a abusive relationship with your toxic boyfriend and your super close with andrew and he tells you “I could be a better boyfriend than him” (like the dove cameron song) while you are kinda like cheating on your ex?

I completely understand if not! Thanks for your time and have a amazing day!

Better Boyfriend than Him | (TASM) Peter Parker

📝 Title: Better Boyfriend than Him

📚 Requested: Yes/No

✍ Summary: Peter will always be there to protect you, always. | 2.5k

🧧 Warnings: Abusive boyfriend, physical violence, mentions of physical violence, toxic relationship, bruises, mentions of a restraining order

💌 I kind off forgot to write about the "cheating part" and I was already 2.4k words in when I realized that - but, I hope you enjoy the fic nevertheless 😊 Anyway, Happy Valentines day everyone!

Peter learned that there were certain pros and cons of not admitting your feelings for your best friend.

Being able to preserve his long-lasting friendship with said best friend is one of the pros.

But the cons? He had to suffer the pain of watching the girl he loved on the arm of a guy who wasn’t him.

And they say that all is fair in love and war, right?

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You sighed in front of the bathroom mirror, gripping the compact containing concealer tightly in your hand. You had two more bruises to cover up on your face and your long sleeved blouse would take care of the ones on your arms.

You knew that this was wrong. You knew that you should tell someone about it, especially Peter. But you can’t.

Mark had threatened that if you told anyone about it - he would hurt Peter.

Not that Peter couldn’t defend himself, he’s Spiderman for crying out loud, he swings from building to building and fights literal criminals that the police can’t even catch. Max wouldn’t stand a chance against him.

But the mere thought of your best friend (and the guy who your heart really belonged to) getting hurt was enough to get your mouth to shut.

You had promised to hang out with Peter at the bodega near school, starting to apply the concealer on your bruises - you knew that you had to hurry.

–

When you had arrived at the bodega, Peter was boredly skating around - eyes immediately lighting up the moment he saw you.

Next thing you knew, he had engulfed you into a hug with a smile that reached from ear to ear.

“Cookie,” he smiled, the childhood nickname floating delightfully in the air, “how are you?”

“Bug boy,” You chuckled, “we just saw each other in all of our classes this morning.”

“So?” He said, “I wanted to know how you are now.”

“Well, I’m doing fine, if that’s what you wanted to know.” You said.

Being the overprotective and loving best friend he is, Peter then asked, “How about Mark? Is he treating you well?”

You gave a nervous chuckle trying to give him a reassuring smile, “Yeah, he’s fine. He’s doing amazing.”

“Treating you like how you deserve to be treated?”

“Of course Peter, he’s my boyfriend not some kidnapper taking me hostage while waiting for ransom.”

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555 notes - Posted February 14, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Laurie’s Beloved | T.L.

📝 Title: Laurie’s Beloved

📚 Requested: Yes/No

✍ Summary: After losing a bet to Jo, Laurie has to write a letter to you. But what happens when you find the letter and think it’s for someone else? | 1.3k

“Jo, please I’ll do anything else.” Laurie begged as Jo held a triumphant smile.

“Rules are rules, Teddy. This is what you agreed to.” Jo reminded him.

“Please Jo, have mercy on me.” He pleaded, giving the girl a look.

Jo shook her head, “Nope.”

“Now what’s all this fuss about?” Meg asked as she reached the bottom of the stairs.

“Teddy won’t keep his part of the bet.” Jo said.

“Meg you have to help me!” Laurie said, walking to the eldest March sister.

Meg raised a questioning brow, “What’s his part of the bet?”

Jo smiled, knowing she had found an ally, “Since he lost the bet he has to write a love letter to his dear Y/N. Only now, he refuses to.”

A small smile reached Meg’s lips, “Well Laurie, a deal’s a deal.”

Laurie glared at the both of them, “You’ve got to be joking! I swear all of you are teamed up on this.”

—

It took him a week to finish the letter. Not because he found it hard to pour out his feelings for you. But because he wanted to find the right, the perfect words to express just how much he loves you and how much you mean the world to him.

“Happy now?” He asked, handing the fresh letter to a beaming Jo.

“A bit.” She cooed as she read the letter upon Laurie’s request to improve anything that would embarrass him - especially grammatical and spelling errors.

“What do you think?” Laurie asked nervously as the silence grew, “Is it bad?”

Jo shook her head, giving him a smile, “Surprisingly, it’s rather wonderful. Did you have some kind of poet write this?”

He furrowed his brows, “No. I wrote that myself.”

“Hm.” Jo hummed, giving the letter another look through, “There’s only one thing missing then.”

“What’s that?” Laurie asked.

Jo’s smile seemed almost wicked, “To give it to her.”

Once she had uttered this words, she stood up and dashed in the direction of your house.

Fear started to run through Laurie’s veins as he chased after Jo.

But, Jo was faster than him and arrived at your door within minutes.

She quickly rapped a knock on your door, clutching the letter behind her back while Laurie stood by the side, horrified.

Just as his luck was getting worse, you were the one who opened the door.

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beecastle · 2 years

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Moonlight Dancing

Lee Scoresby x Reader (just a lot of fluff)

It's a cold night, even hugging your daemon is doing very little to stop the freezing air from creeping into your bones. At least it’s a clear sky tonight so you can distract yourself by watching the stars while Lee checks the balloon’s equipment for any damage it might have sustained during the emergency landing. You had run out of gas sooner than planned and Lee decided it was safer to land in the clearing below you rather than keep going into the dense forest. You would make your way to the nearest town in the morning.

There is another gust of wind and with it comes a shiver that shakes your whole body. A couple of seconds later there’s a coat around your shoulders. You turn to see Lee standing right behind you.

“You’ll freeze” You protest trying to give him his coat back, but he won’t take it.

“Maybe, but it’s worth it.” That smile that you love so much appears on his face.

“Lee!”

“I’ll be fine love.”At your still concerned look, he adds, “I promise. Plus it looks better on you.”

You close the distance between you and plant a soft kiss on his lips. He tastes like alcohol and bacon, flavors that you have long come to associate with him. Looking at him you know there’s no one else you’d rather be stuck in the middle of nowhere with.

“Dance with me?” He asks once you split apart.

“Right here?” You motioned to your surroundings and Lee nods. “but... there's no music playing.”

“We don't need it. As long as we’re together we don’t need anything else.”

“You’re so cheesy.” You tease him making him blush.

“Don’t tell anyone.” He says and extends his hand to you. You take it and he leads you off the balloon and into a clearing. You put your arms around his neck and he hugs you by the waist. You follow his lead and in a matter of seconds, you are dancing to music that isn’t there, your daemons watching you from the balloon.

“I love you.” He whispers into your ear. This is the first time he has said those words. You feel your heart speeding up and you look into his eyes, brown had never been your favorite color until you met him. He has the most beautiful eyes, and they’re so full of love for you, you feel like your heart is about to burst.

“I love you too.”

You keep dancing until you can no longer feel your fingers from the cold.

“Let’s go to sleep cowboy.” You give him a quick peck on the lips and take his hand leading him to the balloon. While he turns on the heater, you prepare a makeshift bed next to it, which really just means some blankets on the floor. Once it’s done, you lay down and Lee joins you a few moments later. You are quick to snuggle into him, his arms around you. As you start to warm up, your eyelids grow heavy and the last thought you have before falling asleep is that this is what happiness feels like.

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blessedblog02 · 4 years

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When you can’t find anymore good fanfics

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ramp-it-up · 3 years

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Lin-Manuel Miranda

You’ll Never Feel So*

Reader feels helpless when Lin needs time to cool down. The cold shoulder ensues.

No Stress*

Lin spends all day proving himself.

Stressin’*

Moving is stressful. Lin helps you cope.

cometa de heidra*

Lin gets handsy.

Sleigh Ride

Lin takes you on a special sleigh ride in the park.

Christmas Time to Me*

You and Lin could possibly spend your first married Christmas apart.

Christmas in Hollis

Lin finds you, and inspiration, in Queens on Christmas Eve.

Communication*

Lin teaches you that communication is very important in a marriage.

Never Been Kissed*

You were married off to Lin by your mafia affiliated family. But you didn’t have to like it. Did you?

Couples Therapy*

You act out because you and your husband are not in love. You thought.

Fun mini series

We Are Young*

What a time to be alive and have sex with a stranger in a bowling alley.

Some Nights*

Your boyfriend breaks up with you to go on tour. You move on with a new person. What happens when he comes back to town?

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hamiltonimagines · 4 years

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It’s Been a While

Pairing: Daveed x Reader

Request: “Hey girl! Can you do a Daveed imagine where you and Daveed used to be best friends in high school and y’all kept in touch a little after but once he joined Hamilton he stopped talking to you. You posted something about being excited to go see the show and Daveed sees it and he like brings you backstage to talk, but y’all get into a fight about who stopped talking to who and eventually you give up and leave and he shows up to your apartment and does something really cute! Thanks 🥰🥰🥰” - @roxanne2020

Word Count: 1.8k

I had never been more excited, I was going to see Hamilton tonight. I had gotten a text the other day from the one and only Lin-Manuel Miranda. He had told me that he was friends with Daveed and that Daveed had mentioned me and our past. Lin said that Daveed had brought up how he regretted that we lost contact. Lin gave me a ticket for the show tonight so that I could finally see Daveed after all these years.

Daveed had been my best friend in high school. We were the friends who told each other everything and we valued our friendship more than anything. We both went to different colleges and we started talking a lot less. Then he got cast in Hamilton and moved off to New York. We hadn’t spoken since besides a few texts on birthdays or holidays.

I wondered if Daveed would even want to talk to me. It had been so long and I was unsure if we could be friends again or if too much time had passed.

I had gotten ready for the show and took a picture in my outfit. I posted it to Instagram with the caption: Seeing Hamilton tonight, let’s see if it’s as amazing as everyone says it is.

I checked my hair in the mirror one last time and then left my apartment. Ironically, I had moved to New York after college. I always wondered if I would randomly run into Daveed in the street, it never happened though.

I got on the subway and checked my phone. I saw a new comment on my Instagram post. I couldn’t believe my eyes. It was from Daveed. It said “Looking forward to seeing a familiar face in the audience”.

I felt my cheeks heat up a little and I felt a familiar warm feeling in my chest. With all this time apart, I may have developed the slightest crush on Daveed. I knew it was weird, especially since at one point he was my ride or die.

I eventually got to the theatre and I went in and found my seat. I got chills when the show started. Then Daveed walked on stage and it was like the world froze. It was then in that moment that I realized how much I had missed him.

The show ended and I was beyond blown away. My expectations had been high, but this surpassed any expectation I had. I didn’t think this show could truly be as good as everyone said it was, but they were all right. This show was phenomenal.

I was standing, along with the rest of the theatre, and applauding as the cast took their final bows. Daveed made eye contact with me as he walked off the stage and he froze for a second, as if it was too good to be true. His eyes lit up and he gave me a soft smile, before leaving the stage.

Then, a few minutes later, my phone started to ring. I saw Daveed’s name on my screen. I answered the phone with a smile on my face. “Hello there stranger” I said, giggling. “So you’re really here?” He asked. “Yeah, I am” I said. “Can you come backstage? I need to see you” he told me. “Anything for you” I told him, smiling.

He told me who to talk to and then he hung up. I found the person who worked for the theatre and told them what Daveed told me to say. The employee let me backstage.

I was in a hallway with a bunch of the cast and ensemble running up and down the halls. I was overwhelmed to say the least. How would I find Daveed? Then I saw a familiar face. I recognized Lin.

“Hey Y/N, you made it” he said, running over and giving me a hug. “Yeah, I wouldn’t miss it. The show was fantastic. If you don’t mind, can you tell me where I can find Daveed?” I asked him.

“Come on, I’ll bring you to his dressing room” he said, as he started walking down the hallway. I followed him, “I don’t know how you don’t get lost down here” I told him, honestly. “You have no idea how many times I got lost during the first few weeks of rehearsals” Lin said, laughing. Then we walked up to a door that said Daveed’s name on it.

Lin knocked on the door and I heard Daveeed say “come in”. Lin opened the door and stuck his head in. “Someone's here to see you Diggs” Lin told him. “Send her in please” Daveed said, knowing it was me.

“Have fun” Lin said to me, before he walked away. I carefully walked into his room and his eyes lit up when he saw me. He ran over and picked me up into his arms and spun me around.

He carefully placed me back on the ground. We both had the biggest smiles on our faces. It felt like no time had passed at all.

“It’s been a while, you look good Y/N” he told me, still smiling. “You too, so is the success treating you? You were amazing tonight by the way” I told him. “Oh thank you, I had to put on a great performance, I had someone important in the audience” he said.

He grabbed one of my hands and pulled me over to the couch. He sat down and I sat next to him. He grabbed my legs and put them across his lap. Daveed and I had spent many nights as teenagers in this position, talking for hours and watching movies.

“It’s been so long” I said, staring into his eyes. “I’ve really missed you” he said, grabbing my hand. “I’ve missed you too” I said, leaning my head on his shoulder.

“Y/N, why’d you ever stop talking to me?” He asked, seriously. “Are you kidding? You were the one who stopped talking to me. You moved to New York City and fame happened and you never reached back out to me. I was giving you time to adjust to the move and I figured you would call me when you settled in” I told him, so confused as to how he thought I ended our friendship.

I pulled my legs off his lap and stood up and walked to the other side of the room. “Yeah right Y/N. You never reached out to me either. And when you moved to New York a year later and you still didn’t reach out. Don’t try and pin this on me” Daveed argued.

“I can’t even listen to you anymore, you used to be my best friend and I told you everything. And one day you just started treating me like I didn’t exist and it broke my heart. Now, you’re sitting here and you can’t even take responsibility for what you did” I yelled. I walked out of the door and slammed it behind me.

I quickly started to walk down the hallway, I had tears welling up in my eyes. I ran into Lin and he looked confused. “Hey what’s wrong? What happened?” He asked me. “Thank you for being concerned, I just really have to get out of here” I told him. He nodded, understandingly. I rushed past him and eventually ended up out on the cold New York street.

I called a cab, not wanting to risk the subway at night time. I got in and told the driver my address. After a few minutes, we pulled up out my apartment complex. I thanked the driver and gave them a tip. I quickly rushed inside my apartment.

I changed into some sweatpants and a hoodie. I couldn’t believe that I actually thought Daveed and I could be friends again. I had been looking forward to things just feeling natural again. I made myself a cup of tea and curled up on my couch and looked out my window.

Then I heard a knock at the door. I put down my mug and walked to the door. I looked through the peephole and saw that it was Daveed.

I unlocked the door and opened it. Only then, did I realize what he was holding. He had a huge bouquet of flowers, a teddy bear, and my favorite candy bar. “Uh...hi” I said, shyly. “I brought you some stuff” he said, smiling.

“Isn’t this the same stuff you brought me when I got dumped by Harley Simmons?” I asked, only then remembering it. In high school, I dated our school’s star football player and he dumped me in front of the whole school and I was devastated. “It cheered you up then, so I hoped it could cheer you up now” he said, hopefully.

“Do you want to come in?” I asked him. He smiled at me and followed me inside. He set down the gifts on my coffee table. I sat down next to him on the couch.

“I am so sorry for how our conversation ended. I was being selfish and I didn’t look at things from your perspective. I never should of ignored you. I don’t want argue over who should of reached out first, I just want to tell you that it was mistake of me to not reach out. I never wanted to make you upset, I was only caring about myself and it was wrong. I really hope you can forgive me, I want us to move on and be friends again” Daveed confessed.

“I could’ve reached out just as easy as you could of, but I didn’t. This falls on both of us. Of course I want to be friends again. Not being friends with you felt so lonely, I felt like you had forgotten all about me” I told him. Then I saw Daveed smirk.

He held his hand out in front of me. I saw a bracelet on his wrist that I had given him when we were saying goodbye before we both left for college. “You never forgot me?” I asked in shock. “How could I forget the first girl I ever loved?” He asked me, interlacing our fingers.

I was so shocked, did he reciprocate my feelings? “You loved me?” I asked him. I was praying he wouldn’t say that he used to love me and didn’t anymore. “I always have” he said, smiling. I smiled back at him and he leaned in and kissed me. He cupped my face and I held onto his forearms.

We both pulled away and I started to blush. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that” he said. “You want to know something?” I asked him, excitedly. “Tell me” he said, chuckling at how excited I was. “I never forgot about you either” I told him, rolling up my sleeve and revealing the matching bracelet.

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A lucky meeting

Jack the Leerie x Reader

A casual meeting in a dark street with a charming lamplighter makes the reader question everything she knew and will help her broken heart to heal and love again.

Hello hello hello, here it is the first chapter of a new story involving our favorite leerie. I honestly have no idea of when the second chapter will come out and this chapter also ends in a sort of "cliffhanger", nothing too big in my opinion but if you want closure then I guess this isn't the right time.

I hope you'll enjoy it!

TRIGGER WARNING: AT THE VERY BEGINNING THERE IS A DESCRIPTION OF A WOMAN BEIGN CHASED BY A MAN, IT'S LITERALLY A COUPLE LINES LONG

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The echo of your shoes on the paved road and your raggedy breath were the only sounds on the empty dark street. Your lungs were on fire for the long run and your eyes were filled with tears for the fatigue, but you couldn’t stop yet, you weren't safe yet.

You turned around to see if the man chasing you was still there, that was when you tripped and banged your chin on the unforgiving pavement. You had to get back up, you had to run again or it would have been the end of you, but you just couldn’t convince your legs to work, so you praied that the man was far gone now, as you tried to catch your breath feeling the taste of blood in your mouth.

You felt a slight nudge on your shoulder and you froze, trying to hold your breath and pretending to be unconscious, hoping that you will be left alone.

“Miss? Are you alright miss? “

The voice you heard wasn’t the one of your chaser. It seemed kind and full of concern, but you knew better to not trust a stranger. A cover isn't a book.

After being tricked many times by apparently good men, you learnt to not trust anyone. The reason why you were laying on the ground right now was pretty eloquent on why that was a stupid idea.

“Miss? Are you hurt?” the kind voice said, nudging on your shoulder once again.

You gained a little bit of strength and you hoped that would have been enough to run away if the situation worsened, so you turned your head around to meet the owner of the voice.

The man was kneeling next to you under a lamplight and the light reminded you of a halo around his head.

It took you a moment to take in the features of his face: he seemed to be fairly young, probably around his thirties, he sported a slight stubble and overall he looked as kind as his voice. You hated to admit that to yourself, but he was kind of cute.

“Hello miss, is everything alright?” he asked tilting his head. He was definitely a stubborn man, any other person would have just walked away or taken advantage of you, but this man didn’t look like any other.

You got up on your knees, slightly hurting from your fall “Yeah, I’m alright” you said sarcastically.

The man giggled a little at your comment. He got up on his feet and handed out his hands to you “You need help getting up?”

“No thanks I can manage that myself” you said with confidence. Way too much confidence, because as soon as you stood up your legs gave out and you would have fallen again if that stranger didn’t catch you in time.

“Gotcha!” he said smiling kindly. That was a really sweet smile, you couldn’t deny it.

“Thanks” you mumbled, feeling a little annoyed about the help.

“You are welcome, miss”

“Stop calling me miss, nobody calls me like that” you sourly said.

“Then what is your name?”

“Y/N” you mumbled

“Is a very lovely name” the stranger said.

It was weird because he said it like he really meant it and not just to be polite. You definetly haven’t met anyone like him before, but you still tried to keep up a thug appearance.

“My name’s Jack, I’m a lamplighter” he said with a radiant smile. You knew about the lamplighters, you often saw them going around at night, they would gather up once their shift was over and share a pint or two, singing and speaking in their own weird language (to be honest, you believed they were simply too drunk to remember English), but they seemed to be a very cheerful group.

You realized that you were still standing between Jack’s arms. You reluctantly let go, feeling all of the sudden way too much cold without him, but trying to hide it

“Thank you for your help, Jack, I think that I can handle myself now” you said, hoping that would make it true.

Jack’s face got immediately serious. He reached out a hand towards your face and you jumped straight away, worried by his sudden motion. Could it be that you were fooled once again by the kindness of a stranger?

Jack tried to get closer but soon realized his mistake “I’m sorry” he said “I didn’t mean to scare you, I just noticed that your chin was bleeding”.

You touched your chin and it was, in fact, bleeding. Jack produced a clothed tissue from one of his pocket “May I? “ he asked politely.

You went closer to him under the light. Normally you would have never trusted someone like this, but Jack had plenty of ways to hurt you and never did anything. You were still on the edge, catching any worrying signs, but you didn’t felt as scared as before “Thank you… “ you mumbled.

“Tell me if it hurts” Jack said, tilting your head up delicately with one hand. Under the light, you could see his face better and you were struck by his deep brown eyes. They were probably the most beautiful pair of eyes you’d ever seen, it was like swimming inside warm cocoa, such a piercing yet calming gaze that made it impossible to look away.

Jack was very delicate as he lightly tapped your chin, whenever you flinched in pain he would stroke your cheek tightly with his thumb, gently shushing you down.

You didn’t know what to do, your feelings towards this man were very conflicted: on one side you wanted to believe that, as strange as it was, Jack was actually very sweet and kind. You knew that he was already stuck in your heart and for how hard you could try, you would have never forgotten him.

But your most reasonable part was still trying to warn you to not give all of this confidence to a stranger, your experience recounted to you of all the times you had faith in someone and those people crushed it. You weren’t ready to trust anyone so quickly ever again, but could Jack be the only exception? You weren’t ready to find out.

“There you are, you are good as new” Jack said with a huge smile. You noticed that his hand lingered a second too longer on your cheek, but maybe you were just overthinking about it. You thanked him and were about to say goodbye to him, when Jack stopped you immediately “You can’t go home alone at night, it might be dangerous”. You thought about the man chasing you and realized how lucky you have been to escape him.

“So you offer to protect me from the darkness, Mr. lamplighter?” you asked sarcastically cocking an eyebrow “Don’t be offended but as far as I know, you could be a scoundrel yourself and I highly doubt you could beat someone in a fight”.

Jack snorted at your commentary “I guess that if I look as weak as you say you’ll have no problem escaping me. But I can assure you that I’m not that kind of person. Plus I have a bike, I could get you home faster” he said pointing at it.

“It looks pretty unstable to me, is that how you hurt your victim? You let them fall off your bike? “you asked. That made him laugh and you felt your insides dancing along that warm music.

You had no idea where this was going to end, but you were enjoying this little flirting and secretly hoped Jack felt the same way.

“C’mon now, nobody ever fell off my bike, I promise you” Jack said handing out his hand for you to take it.

You gladly accepted it, the thrill of the unknown running down your spine. You sat right in front of him, Jack’s arms close to yours, as he leaned over you to give himself a push and start riding.

It was nice to be held in this half embrace, you felt Jack’s warmth on your back and his breath on your neck, but most importantly, you felt safe for the very first time in a while.

“Where are we going miss?” Jack asked, his lips close to your ear. You were grateful to be looking away from him because otherwise, he would have seen you blushing.

A thought occurred into your mind: you couldn’t tell him where you lived, what if he changed his mind after he discovered the truth? What if you’d never seen him again?

“Y/N? Is everything alright?” Jack said, worried about your silence. You turned your head slightly to look at him and as he looked down at you, your lips were close. This small moment of distraction was fatal since one of the wheels of the bike ran into a branch in the middle of the street and you both fell down.

Jack hold you tight to his chest to prevent you from hitting the ground and landed on his back with you on top of him, everything happened so fast and it took you a while to realize how inappropriate the situation was.

Jack was hissing in pain under you, he had probably hit his head, you tried to turn around but then you noticed that in the midst of the fall he grabbed you on your chest. Jack stopped his complaining and retracted his hand immediately, allowing you to roll next to him as your cheeks grew redder and he repeatedly said how sorry he was.

“Jack are you alright?” you asked as you reached for him, trying to calm him down.

“Yeah, I’m alright” He said massaging his head “Actually i think that I might be bleeding a little”.

You turned around him and checked the back of his head, thankfully there was no trace of blood there

“Oh Jack, I’m incredibly sorry…”

“Nothing to be sorry about, it was my fault” he said turning his head to face you. Very closer to you, once again.

You were drawn by that dark pair of eyes once again but rapidly averted his gaze as you felt a slight blush appearing on your cheeks once again. You got up and offered Jack a hand to help him on his feet.

“His hands are so warm” you thought before scolding you once again. What was up with you and this handsome lamplighter, for God’s sake?

You looked down at his bike and noticed that one of the tires was slashed. It really wasn't a lucky night for none of you two.

Jack was kneeling down to examine his bike, worry on his face. You felt so sorry for what happened, he was just trying to help you and now his bike was broken, you needed to help him and made up for it, the least you could do was offering a place to sleep.

“Look Jack” you whispered getting closer to him as he looked up at you “my house isn’t far from here, you can sleep at my place if-“

He jumped up and interrupted you “No, no, no absolutely not. Miss I can’t abuse of your kindness, it wouldn’t be fair and I-"

You took his hands and looked at him straight in the eyes “Please Jack, you can’t come back home this late and you are injured. You will get some sleep and I’ll help you fix your bike tomorrow”

You held his hands tighter and searched for his eyes in the dark “You helped me before, let me return the favor”.

Jack looked away and untangled from your hands, you thought you saw a small blush on his cheek. Oh God if he was cute.

“It wouldn’t be very appropriate” he said looking down at his bike "we don't really know each other..."

You sourly smiled “That won’t be a problem…”

“What do you mean?” he said tilting his head

You took a deep breath, ready for the worse.

“I live in a brothel… and I work there too”

#jack the leerie #jack the lamplighter #mary poppins returns #Jack the Leerie x reader #Fluff #Hurt and comfort #ao3 author #ao3 link #lin manuel miranda #lin manuel miranda x reader

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spideyanakin · 4 years

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Helpless

Tom Holland x Broadway! (+French)Reader

Part 1

^ You don't need to read part 1 to understand but it makes the fic better + this is more broadway related then you being French.

Synopsis; You love Tom as much as you love Hamilton.

Requested by anonymous and inspired by @spn-assemble-seven

Flashbacks are in Italic | Show lyrics are like; ‘blah blah im Hercules Mullagan’

🧚🏻Masterlist🧚🏻

“Omg, Lin’s in town.” Your phone buzzed.

“Who?” Tom grumbled and turned around. He woke up five minutes ago and you had already been awake for a good half an hour.

“Lin! Lin Manuel Miranda” You smiled. “He just texted us saying he wants to meet up.”

You and Tom had been dating for two years now. You had already graduated from the Royal Academy of Dramatic Arts and you were currently auditioning for movies and shows; Tom supporting you at one billion percent.

As Tom Holland’s girlfriend, you were invited to many gala’s and award shows; that’s when you met Lin.

“Oh my god.” You grabbed on to Tom's shoulder and looked into the distance.

“What?” Tom laughed knowing very well you spotted a fellow celebrity, he just didn’t know who.

“Lin. Manuel. Freaking. Miranda is standing right there talking with freaking Tarantino.” You almost choked on your words.

“Oh, I love Lin! I met him a few years ago, he’s such a nice guy!” Tom turned to face where you were facing. “We can go say hi if you want” Tom smiled and your eyes went wide.

“I-, We can?” You almost choked as your heart pounded in your chest. You were going to meet the one and only Lin Manuel Miranda.

“Well, yeah he’s like the nicest guy on earth. C’mon.” Tom took your hand and walked towards them. “To be honest I'm more scared of making a bad impression on Tarantino” He laughed.

Luckily for you, the two of you didn’t interrupt their conversation as another director started a conversation with Tarantino leaving Lin alone.

“Oh, Tom! Hi!” Lin waved to Tom as he saw him approaching. You looked at the both of them more than impressed they knew each other.

“Hey, how are you?” Tom gave him a bright smile.

“I'm great, Thank you.”

“Hi,” You gave the shyest wave and smile.

“This is my girlfriend Y/n. She’s a big fan of your work.” Tom looked towards you and you felt like punching him in the arm for bringing the attention to you.

��Oh really? Always love to meet a fan” He gave you a bright smile.

“I brought her to see Hamilton for our first real date. I think she knows all the lyrics to all the songs by now” Tom grinned making you blush.

“Yeah I um, I think I know all the lyrics to all your musicals...” You shyly added to Tom’s point. “I honestly can’t wait for In the Heights.” You let out a soft laugh.

The conversation drifted off and you quickly became friends with him. He was the nicest guy on the planet and you couldn’t believe he was actually interested in your life.

“So what do you do?” He turned to you.

“Oh well, I'm currently at RADA, I'm graduating next year.” You were becoming more and more comfortable in this conversation.

“Really!? That’s amazing! What are you focusing on?” He suddenly became more interested in your life. To say that being a student at RADA was impressive was an understatement.

“Well, I'm doing a BA in acting, and I'm also doing singing on the side. My goal would be to be on the big screen but I would love to do musicals too.” You smiled.

“Well, that’s amazing! I have a project I'm currently working on by the time we sort it out and start casting you’ll probably be out of school, I would love for you to audition!” You couldn’t believe your ears. Freaking LIN MANUEL MIRANDA was asking you to audition for him. You didn’t know the project and you didn’t even care; it had Lin Manuel Miranda involve. Your brain froze and you had to stop yourself from screaming. At this point, you were using Tom’s hand as a squish toy.

“I would love to!”

“He said he wants us to join him for lunch.” You turned your head to Tom and laugh as saw the face he was making because of the light hitting his eyes.

“Oh cool, where?” He sat up and kissed your cheek before grabbing his phone.

“I don’t know yet.” You smiled “He’s typing.” you showed the groupchat.

He opened the chat and looked through the conversation he missed.

You mindlessly scrolled through your friends story and saw an article about you that someone reposted.

“Omg, have you read this?” You smiled.

“What? Alexender Hamilton had a torrent affair and he wrote it down, right there?”

“Damn” You placed a hand to your heart. “No, it talks about we were voted couple of the year” You laughed.

“Really?” He scoffed and laughed with you.

“I love you.” You smiled

“Love you too.”

“I'm going to go take a shower.” You kissed him before heading out of the room.

When you left the room Tom opened his private messages with Lin.

*Man, im so stressed, what if it goes wrong?

Tom sighed waiting for Lin’s precious reply.

- Don’t worry 😉 It will be alright trust me.

His replys didn’t help and Tom rubbed his eyes in stress.

He stared at his closet where a small black box was patiently sitting waiting to be opened.

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You arrived at a nice brunch restaurant. Lin had already gotten a table and was patiently waiting for you. He was mindlessly humming One Last Time and as you got closer you couldn’t resist the urge to sing the chorus to make your presence known.

“One last time, relax have a drink with me!”

“One last time, Let’s take a break tonight.” Lin joined you.

“And then we’ll teach them how to say goodbye”

“To say goodbye”

“You and I” The two of you finnished the chorus together and chuckled.

“How are you?” Lin stood up and greeted both of you.

“Great thanks. You?” You sat next to Tom and in front of Lin.

“Awsome!” He laughed.

“So, how’s London treating you so far?” You smiled while taking a glance at the menu.

“Oh good. Great even” He smiled. “I'm going to visit my crew today were having like a Hamilton meeting. Were going to rego through the show see how things are going.” He shrugged and played with his fork. “Hey, why don’t you come and watch the show tonight? Best seats. On the house!” He gave you a smile and Tom was furiously nodding trying to get you to say yes.

“Sure, what are we doing tonight? Nothing right?” You turned to Tom.

He kept nodding. Lin had to stop himself from laughing, Tom was nodding like an idiot and you didn’t even notice.

“Yeah! Then sure! I haven’t seen it since we saw it for our anniversary last year.” you smiled.

“Ready to order?” a waitress approached the table. She raised her head from her notepad and her eyes went wide at the sight of you three.

“Yes.” Lin happily said. “I’ll have this!” He pointed to the menu.

“Alright.” She nodded and scribbled on her paper.

“And I’ll have this.” You pointed to the menu and gave her a bright smile.

Tom ordered and the woman soon left surprised she just took Lin Manuel Miranda, Tom Holland, and his girlfriend’s order.

“I'm going to go to the bathroom.” You smiled before getting up.

Once they were sure you were out of sight Lin and Tom started talking.

“So, you think she knows?” Tom nervously asked. He was bouncing his legs up and down under the table.

“You can’t be serious?” He laughed at his nervousness. “She doesn’t expect a thing, trust me.”

Tom sighed in relief.

“You know I was as nervous as you when I asked my wife to marry me.” He chuckled.

“Really how did it go?” Tom was about to bite his nails.

Lin looked at him dead in the eyes.

“Dude, do you not know my life? Did you not come to my house and met my wife, and my kids?” Lin shook is head and chuckled.

“Right, sorry, yes. I just can’t think right now.” He softly laughed and tried to calm down.

“Today’s going to be a pretty great day for her. I actually have news of my own.” Lin said out of the blue.

“Really?”

“Yeah, I'm currently casting for the Hamilton world tour. And um I heard her singing a few weeks ago and I think she could be perfect for either Eliza or Angelica. I want to see fresh faces on the World Tour Stage. Plus our first stop is France, she speaks French right?” He smiled.

Tom’s eyes went wide. It was your dream to be in a musical and being in Hamilton would your dream x 10000billion.

“That’s amazing!”

“What’s amazing?” You sat back at your spot.

“Well...” Lin looked at Tom and then back to you. “I'm currently casting the world tour of Hamilton.”

“Well, that is amazing. You think you're going to take the original cast?” You smiled. “I mean it would be amazing to see everyone back on stage.”

“No. Actually, I wanted to offer you a role.” Your eyes and mouth flopped right open. “I can see you as either Eliza or Angelica, you can do tryouts if you want to see which role you’re more comfortable in. That’s if you want to of course.”

You turned to Tom.

“You knew this?” He shook his head.

“He just told me.”

You turned back to Lin

“I um, YES! Yes! yes!” You couldn’t believe what was happening.

“Good then. Come into the studios tomorrow?”

“Yes.” You nodded way to exited. You were going to be in Hamilton. You were going to sing the songs you loved so much on stage with Lin being your boss for the next few years.

“Here you go.” The waitress placed your plates down.

You all thanked her and ate your brunch in peace, discussing movies, shows and gossiping on the industry.

“Wait so when Anthony got the role in A Star is Born, he got so excited he passed out.” You couldn’t stop laughing.

“Yeah! He was with me when he got the call.” He chuckled.

“Oh My Lord” you took a sip of your drink. “Anthony is crazy.” you shook your head.

“He also went crazy when he realized he actually became friends with Lady Gaga.”

“Well I mean when you have to play someone’s best friend on-screen you have to like them off-screen.” You shrugged.

“Yeah” Tom agreed with you.

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That night you got dressed not too fancy but not too casual, Tom did the same and the two of you headed to the Victoria Palace Theater where Lin was waiting for you.

You arrived 30min early so you could talk to Lin and some of the cast before the show.

When you were deep in a conversation with Rachel Ann Go, Lin placed a hand on Tom shoulder sensing his nervousness from miles away.

“Don’t worry it will go perfectly.” He smiled. You were far enough to not hear anything.

“Yeah but-” “Ha no buts. Everything will be perfect. I know it.” He winked before heading towards some of the cast.

“Shows about to start, you should go to your seats.” A stage manager broke your conversation.

You gave him a smile and you headed to your seats.

You had great seats, you were sitting in the best spot in Lin’s opinion.

Lin had personnally talked the the people sitting around you as a favor for Tom. You were surrounded by empty seats and the people sitting front and back to you were warned. Of course, you didn’t know anything of this plan.

The show went on as you knew it. Each time the actors blew you away with their skills, their performance being diffrent each time. You were starting to imagine yourself on a Parisien stage, singing your heart out to one of the female roles. You thought to yourself that you could even be a swing you wouldn’t mind. You just wanted to be on a stage singing songs from Hamilton.

You and Tom started lyp syncing to my shot together, loving every precious second of the show.

When Right Hand Man started, that’s when Tom started stressing a little. The loud music not helping his nerves. But he knew this was one of your favorite lines and he had to calm down to lyp sync with you and not being suspicious.

‘George Washington!’

“WE ARE OUTGUNNED” You were full on vibing to this song, you turned to Tom ready for him to lyp sinc the next line

“OUT MANNED”

‘What?’

“OUT NUMBERED OUT PLANNED” You were moving your head up and down with the music.

That’s when Tom relaxed. He felt calmer as he saw you lyp sync to one of your favorite songs. His world froze for a second, his heart matching the drums of Right Hand Man. He looked at you, your focus was back on the show.

“We keep meeting” You lip synced and made a face, your focus still on the show.

He laughed as he saw you in your own bubble. He realised how much he loved you. He loved your smile, you eyes he loved every single about you. His focus wouldn’t leave you as the last note of Right Hand Man rang through the theater. He felt calm and was more then ready.

‘How does a bastard, orphan..’

He looked upon the little time he had left at just being your boyfriend, not your fiance, but just your boyfriend. He knew exatcly how many seconds Winter ball had and how many seconds onto Helpless he had. He’d practiced when and how he would ask you; His brothers, Harrison and your poor friend (who was still with Harrison) started to get annoyed at how many times he asked Harrison to be you as practice. The whole group couldn’t even lisen to Helpless anymore, traumatized by the billionnth of times Tom would ask to replay it.

He wanted these four minutes to be over, he didn’t want to be just your boyfriend anymore, he wanted a stronger tittle on this relationship. He was ready to spend the rest of his life with you, and he more then wanted to.

When Winters Ball faded into Helpless, he grabbed one of your hands and placed the other one in his pocket, waiting for the right moment.

He held your hand tighter has the song went on. You were already lyp syncing to it and Tom couldn't love you more.

‘My father’s stonne faced while your asking for his blessing’

Tom took a deep breath before slowly getting the little black box out of his pocket.

‘I panic for a second thinking were through’

Tom slowly got on one knee managing to push the chair away. You still didn’t notice your eyes glued to the show.

‘But then he shakes your hand and says be true’

Tom shook your arm and you turned around to face him.

‘and you turn back to me smiling and im’

It took you a second to realise what he was doing.

“Y/n, will you marry me?”

You heard his words over the loud music and you felt your eyes tearing up.

You nodded like a manic and whispered scream some yes's joining him on the floor to hug him before he even placed the ring on your finger.

“Yes” You said more confident then any other yes you had said. You kissed his face as the song continued.

Everyone in the audience started clapping even tho the song wasnt’t over. A large smile grew on the cast face as they knew what had happen. The people sitting where they couldn’t see you joined the clapping confused as ever.

He broke the hug to place the ring on your finger.

‘That boy is mine’

“That boy is mine” You whispered to Tom who laughed knowing very well you would say that, he even planned for you to say that.

You really got each other helpless.

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fallingforunrealisticromance · 4 years

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Daveed Diggs x Reader Fluff

Summary: Reader is apart of the Hamilton backstage crew and although the cast are very welcoming, somehow always manages to feel left out.

AN: This is my first post ahh! It might not be the best but i hope you enjoy it. Feel free to leave any suggestions/story ideas. I’ll write pretty much anything about a certain celeb or fictional character so yeah have fun! :)

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You sat in the communal area backstage, hugging your knees and starring blankly at the wall ahead of you. Once again your thoughts had got the better of you, consuming you until you’d worked yourself up. But this time things were different. Instead of getting all hysterical and crying intensely - you just sat there, a vacant expression on your faces as a few tears slowly crawled down your face. There was nothing you could do to shut your mind up. No medications seemed to do anything. I mean how could they, all of this was self inflicted. You were very aware of this but it had been going on for so long now you werent sure you could ever stop. In the background you could hear the cast coming to the end of the show meaning they would soon be piling back into the room. Slowly you got up and went to the bathroom. You splashed your face with cold water before starring at yourself in the mirror. “You disgust me” You thought suddenly having to turn away from your reflection. Suddenly the sound of applause filled your ears and a few members of the cast made there way back into the room. You took a deep breath, smiled and went out. “Hey guys” You said taking back your seat in the corner of the sofa, Anthony sitting opposite you. “Hi Y/N” Antony replied. “Show sounds like it went well. I love your line at the beginning of ‘Satisfied’” You said chuckling slightly. He laughed at your comment. “I swear the way i say it changes every time i perform but the audience love it so i ain’t complaining” Oak sat down next to Anthony. “Yeah it’s good but i love the little rap Philip does for Alex, it’s so cute” You raised an eyebrow jokingly at Oaks comment while Ant fake blushed. “Oh my god, you think I’m cute?” He said putting on a high pitched voice. All three of you let out a laugh, yours a lot let passionate than theirs, but neither seemed to notice. A few more minuets went by ad more people filled the room. Phillipa and Renee headed straight for the food before taking a seat next to you on the sofa whereas Jasmine ran straight over to Anthony, kissing him passionately. “ GET A ROOM” Lin and Leslie yelled in unison. Everyone around you was talking, cracking jokes while you just sat there in silence. Listening to everyone around you made you feel more alone then before. You could feel tears threatening to spill but you refused to cry in front of everyone. You got up and headed towards the door but as you opened it you collided with a very muscular chest. You stumbled back but were caught by two firm hands that pulled you in for a tight hug. “There’s my girl, clumsy as ever” A very familiar voice said laughing. “Hi Daveed” you said feeling his chest vibrate against you. You relaxed into him. You and Daveed had a slightly complex relationship. He had been the first person you’d grown close with when you joined the crew around a year ago and since then you’d both very clearly developed feelings for each other. But neither of you acted on it. Yes you acted like a couple - you two were always touching each other, whether it was something small like Daveed resting his hand on the small of your back or things like you sitting on his lap, arms round his neck playing with his hair. But neither of you had made a move to make it official. “Hey” He nudge you slightly. “You okay?” He looked down at you concerned, then you realised you’d been holding onto him for a while. You pulled away and smiled. “Always” He smiled back at you, not looking entirely convinced but he wasn’t going to push you. “Mhm chocolate” He said happily as he darted over to the food table. You laughed softly, leaning against the doorframe. He turned back to you, his mouth stuffed with chocolate. He was like a child sometimes. He joined the others and you stayed for a few moments, waiting for everyone to be engrossed in their conversations before slipping out the door and heading to your room. You’d been staying at the theatre for a while seeing as the flat you’d been renting had just been knocked down. Sitting down on your bed, you let out a huge sigh. It shouldnt be this exhausting being around everyone. And the worst part was - it’s not even their fault. They don’t make you feel excluded in any way yet you still feel like you stick out like a soar thumb. The more you thought, the more tears streamed down your face. You lay down facing the wall sobbing your heart out. So much so you didn’t hear anyone enter the room until you felt your bed dip down beside you. A soft hand gently rested on your arm. “Y/N. What’s wrong beautiful?” It was Daveed. You buried your face in your hands so he couldn’t see the mess you were in although there wasn’t much point. “Hey” He said gently. “You can talk to me. I hate seeing you this upset” A slight sob escape your lips. Daveeds heart hurt for you. “Come here” He slowly pulled you up and onto his lap. You flung your arms around his neck and cried into his shoulder while his arms stayed wrapped tightly around your waist making you feel safe. After what felt like a lifetime you pulled back and wiped your eyes. Daveeds hands stayed on your hips but the look in his eyes made you feel guilty. “What happened love?” He said calmly. You sighed. “Nothing. Just me and my stupid mind” He looked at you confused. “I keep getting this overwhelming feeling of being alone. Like I’m standing in a room filled with hundreds of faces yet I'm not really there, if that makes sense. And just now when everyone was sat in the back room hanging out, i just feel out of place as if I’m not supposed to be there.” You said unable to look daveed in the eye. “Why? Has someone said something to you?” He asked protectively. You shook your head. “No that’s the worst part. Everyone’s been so welcoming yet I’m still convincing myself that i’m not wanted. I know it’s stupid but-” “No it’s not” Daveed cut you off and cupped your face with his hand. You closed your eyes leaning into his touch. “Y/N listen to me. Things have never been better since you arrived. You light this place up. I mean literally yesterday Groffy was saying how it doesn’t feel right when your away anymore. I get where your coming from but I promise you - we all love the fact your here” He said smiling at you. You chest filled with joy. You were actually wanted? “And if it helps” He continued. “I’ve never been happier” He said shyly. You beamed at him. You looked at his lips, only now realising the extent of how attracted to him you really were. Without thinking you closed the gap between you and kissed him. Your lips melted together in perfect unison. He wrapped one arm around your waist while the other supported your back. You hands tangled in his hair tugging at it ever so slightly causing him to smile into the kiss. You finally broke away for air resting your forehead against his. “I love you” He whispered. “I know” You joked before he pulled you back in for a kiss.

#daveed x reader #daveed diggs #hamilcast #hamilsquad #hamitlon #lin manuel miranda #leslie odom junior #anthony ramos #fluff #sadfluff #daveed #x reader #writing #fanfic #fanfiction

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gray-anxiety · 5 years

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“The rain... it’s calming.” | Thomas Jefferson x Reader

Warnings: Language, messy fuckin plot because why not-

“And 90% chance of storms later this hour. Stay safe, Folks!” The weatherman signed off for the morning. You had already been up for five hours, but since it was a Sunday, Thomas slept in as much as he could. Hamilton drained him beyond belief to the point where Thomas would come home from work and collapse on the couch.

You turned off the TV and sighed knowing that you should wake up Thomas after his weekend hibernation. Getting up off of the chair and sauntering over to your shared room, you quietly tried to open the shut door, knowing that your dog might wake up Thomas not so kindly if startled. Mentally congratulating yourself after bypassing only one of many obstacles, you carried on to the black bed occupying with a snoring Thomas.

Muted streams of sunlight barely came through the layers of decorative curtains near the king-sized bed. Your dog, Levi, was sleeping soundly nestled deep in the faux sheepskin rug, whining every once in a while. Finally, you crept towards the sleeping Jefferson and brushed a few stray curls out of his face. The light perfectly shown Thomas’ peaceful face. His eyebrows furrowed into a frown, forming a pouty look on his gorgeous caramel face.

You kissed his forehead and played with his curls as he finally started to awaken from his slumber. Thomas rolled to lay on his back, rubbing his eyes afterward to finally open them; revealing loving mocha orbs focused only on you.

“Mornin’ Darlin’.” Thomas’ southern drawl came out especially heavy whenever he was tired, leaving you to internally ‘uwu’. You chuckled as Thomas took your hand to kiss it.

“Hi, Asshole. It’s 10. You might want to get up.”

“Ah shit, seriously?”

“C’mon, we still have leftover pizza from last night.”

Thomas, slowly but surely, emerged from the pile of blankets only in his boxers. Of course, any other time you’d be drooling over your boyfriend’s body, but you were determined to drag his ass out of bed since you magically felt productive about doing anything today. You threw Thomas some shorts, only mumbling ‘get some shorts on, idiot.’ before walking out of the bedroom to go back on the couch.

Thomas walked out of the bedroom shortly after, immediately picking you up so he could sit down and hold you.

“Hi.” Thomas mumbled

“Hey, doofus.” You responded, tucking your head underneath his chin.

“Is this why you woke me up?”

“Yup.”

The two of you stayed like that, listening to the soft breathing that emitted from the two of you and the rain that came shortly after. Thomas laid his head on yours and whispered to what seemed like to anyone who would listen:

“These days are the ones that are filled with the most peace. The rain... it’s calming for me in a way.”

You curled up to Thomas more and smiled, mumbling some inaudible words of agreement until you finally succumbed to your peaceful trance once more. Productivity can be thrown out the window for now.

#thomas #thomas jefferson x reader #thomas jefferson #hamilton the musical #modern hamilton #thomas jefferson x reader fluff #marie joseph paul yves roch gilber du motier marquis de lafayette #lin manuel miranda #daveed diggs #daveed diggs x reader #lafayette imagine #thomas jefferson imagine #x reader #oneshot #hamilton x reader

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linmanwe11 · 2 years

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The Affair

Pairing: Lin-Manuel Miranda x Reader

Words: 2,156 words

Warnings: SMUT (18+), cheating, crying, little bit of fluff, swearing

CHAPTER TEN

After Luis had found out about you and Lin, things had become bit harder because you both knew how careful you had to be, especially during family gatherings in which you were in attendance. You had been living with Lin and Vanessa for a while now, and although you were more than grateful for everything they had done for you, you decided that it was time to find your own place.

“You’re gonna move? Why?”

“Really, Lin, you’re gonna ask me why?” You answered, slightly amused by his concerned, and disappointed, tone.

“Well… Yeah? I mean, we’ve kinda got a good thing going here, I don’t wanna mess it up.”

“Honestly, Lin, I don’t want to move because of what we have, but I think it would be better for us if I did. I mean, think about it like this; we wouldn’t have to sneak around anymore, or worry about getting caught. Instead, you could just come over to my place and we can have complete privacy, no distractions or worry if Vanessa is going to come home early- just you and me…”

You let your sentence trail off as you enveloped his lips into a kiss, his lips moving smoothly against yours as they had done a million times before, your heart racing at the feeling on his body being against yours.

“So, I’m guessing you think it’s a good idea?”

“Hmm, you’ve convinced me, miss [Y/N].”

You both smiled and then quickly separated as you heard the front door beginning to unlock, Vanessa walking through the door, greeting both of you with a smile.

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“This one is nice, don’t you think?”

Luckily, there was a small two bed, two bath available in their building just one floor below their apartment, so you wouldn’t have to worry about moving your stuff a ways away.

“Yeah, definitely! And with this new job I have lined up, I should be able to afford it.”

“That, and you know that we would love to have you come and baby sit- I’m sure the boys are going to miss you! To be honest, I will too, it’s going to be tough without having my best friend around all the time!”

“You have Lin, though! He keeps great company, I’m sure.”

Vanessa stayed quiet as the two of you stood in the empty apartment. The atmosphere suddenly changed- there was a heaviness in the air, and you were scared that you had said something that made her figure out what was going on between the two of you. You and Lin were always careful when anybody was around, but you didn’t know if there were times when either one of you had slipped- a look lingering on for a bit too long, or a touch failing to go unnoticed by Vanessa. You stepped towards her and put your hand on her shoulder, trying your best not to show the look of worry on your own face.

“V, are you okay?”

“Yeah, I just… I feel like there is something going on with Lin. I don’t know what it is, but he just seems so distant, and I feel like he’s pulling further and further away the more time goes on. Has he said anything to you about anything? I just figured that you two have gotten pretty close since you moved in, so maybe there’s something going on that he can’t tell me?”

You took a heavy breath, your heart beating at a million miles per second, and you were sure she knew. Still, you played dumb, denying anything would be the best route to go right now. Both you and Lin had decided that you were going to tell each other’s significant others about what was going on, but every time you had planned on telling David, or him Vanessa, it never followed through because neither of you want to hurt them.

“Uh, no, he hasn’t said anything to me. Maybe he’s just stressed from his work? Trust me, writing can take a lot out of somebody, and when that train stops from time to time, it gets really frustrating. I don’t think it was anything you did or said, I just think maybe his work is getting the best of him right now.”

“Yeah, I’m sure you’re right. It’s just tough, is all. I’m glad I have you to talk about it though. I love you, [Y/N].”

Vanessa pulled you in for a hug, and guilt filled your senses. You loved Vanessa, she was your best friend, and here you were sleeping and having a love affair with her husband, but as much as you hated it, you couldn’t help it. Lin was intoxicating, and once you had a single taste of him, you were addicted, and he felt the same about you.

—

“So, what do you think of my new place?”

You smiled over at Lin as he helped you move your stuff from his place down to yours, your intrusive thoughts getting the better of you as you eyed the muscles in his forearms. Damn him for wearing that button up that always got you going, and with his sleeves rolled up too. If he asked, you would deny it, not wanting to let him know what he did to you, but of course, he knew you all too well.

“I like it- it’s really nice, [Y/N]! But uh, you seem a little distracted, my love…”

“I’m perfectly fine, Lin-Manuel!”

“Are you now? I can’t help but notice you’ve been staring at me every time I pick something up. Was there something you like to see?”

He had you right in the palm of his hand and he knew it. You took a deep breath and moved towards him, closing the door behind you with your foot.

“You, sir, are very sexy. And this shirt…”

“What about it? Tell me, mi amor.”

Whatever words you were going to speak next were lost as he set the box down and began kissing your neck. Small, soft kisses from below your ear down to your throat, your cheek, and then finally, your lips. It seemed like everything stopped and you and Lin were the only two people in the world. Lin wrapped his arms around you and picked you up, your legs finding their way around his waist as he pressed you up and against the door, his hardness pressing against you through his jeans.

“God, Lin… You just look so fucking good in this shirt… You wore this on purpose didn’t you?”

He looked at you, brown eyes swimming in yours, almost drowning as he could see the entire universe just by looking you in your eyes.

“Perhaps I did, and perhaps I also rolled up my sleeves on purpose. But you know what I just realized?”

“What’s that?”

“This apartment is brand new.”

“Yeah?” You responded, more of a question than an answer.

“Which means that nobody has ever had sex in this apartment.”

You slightly bit your lip as you knew exactly what he was thinking because honestly, you had been thinking the exact same thing the entire day.

“You are absolutely right.”

“Well, you know, I AM a genius.”

Lin said with a laugh as you playfully smacked him on his chest. Not another word was said for a few seconds as the two of you just looked at each other, taking in one another’s beauty. Lin was so beautiful, the most beautiful human being you had ever laid your eyes on, and he was thinking the same thing about you.

“You wanna change that, mi amor?”

His lips were suddenly centimeters away from yours, his breath fanning against your lips, silently begging for you to make contact with him. You kissed him, slowly but with plenty of fervor. The both of you smiled against each other and you pressed yourself against him even more, needing more friction, just needing to feel him. You moved your hands from around his neck to feel down his chest, his arms, and then the waistband of his jeans, your fingers expertly undoing his belt. Not once did either of you break the kiss as he toed off his shoes, socks, then jeans, his shirt and boxers being the only pieces of clothing on him, but you needed more and so did he.

“You are wearing too many clothes. I wanna see you.”

You pulled away to remove your shirt, and with Lin’s help, you took off your pants and underwear. You were completely exposed to him, but before he could do anything, you got to work on unbuttoning his shirt, kissing every inch of exposed skin as you worked. When you pushed the shirt off of him, he discarded his boxers and there was a fire between the two of you that you had never felt with one another, let alone anyone else. The two of you just fit so perfectly together, you could feel every inch of what he was feeling and he could feel every inch of what you were feeling too. The desire for one another was way beyond physical- you were in love with each other’s entire being and you couldn’t imagine this life without one another.

“God, [Y/N], I love you so fucking much. You’re it for me.”

“I feel the same way about you, Lin-Manuel. I love you so much.”

You gasped as you felt him tease your entrance with the tip of his dick, your wetness dripping down his shaft as he rubbed himself against you. He had you so worked up, you felt like you would cum within seconds, but you wanted to make this last. After a few more seconds of teasing, he looked you in your eyes, his eyes seeking permission and making sure you were ready to which you silently nodded, wanting nothing more than to feel him inside you again.

Slowly, he entered you, both of you sighing and groaning at the feeling. Like the final two pieces of a puzzle, you two fit perfectly together.

“You okay, mi amor?”

“Very. Please, Lin, fuck me.”

“As you wish, baby.”

He began moving his hips back and forth, quickly bottoming out as you adjusted to his size. Even though you had sex many times before this, you still had to have a second or two in order to get adjusted to his large dick. Moving against you, Lin buried his face in your neck as you threw your head back and against the door, giving him complete access to kiss at your most sensitive spots, your hands trailing down his strong, tanned back leaving marks in their wake. You gasped against him as he hit that perfect spot inside you- the one that made you see stars and moan his name like there was no tomorrow.

“Fuck, Lin, you feel so-“

“What, baby? Tell me how good I make you feel.”

“So fucking good, Lin-Manuel. God, oh fuck!”

Lin’s thrusts grew quicker and harder, his skin slapping against yours as you clenched your pussy around him, your body almost vibrating at how intense the sensation was, you knew it would take next to nothing for you to reach your peak. Lin knew your body like the back of his hand by now, so when he reached down and circled his thumb around your clit, he knew that would send you over the edge, and it did.

“Yes, that’s it, mi amor, cum for me.”

You shook against him, your back arching off of the door, pushing your nipple into his mouth as he kissed, licked, and sucked at it, prolonging your orgasm and making you cum harder than you ever have. Once you felt as if you were coming down, you felt Lin’s thrusts starting to become irregular, so you pushed on his chest, signaling for him to put you down as you got on your knees in front of him, sucking him off until he came in your mouth.

“Shit, [Y/N]- Oh fuck me, you’re so fucking hot. God, I’m gonna-“

He released with a loud moan of your name, his hand pressed against the door as he held himself up and steady with his head thrown back. It took the two of you a second, but you recovered, breathing heavily in front of one another as Lin pulled you in for another kiss.

“Well, now we can say that someone has had sex in my apartment, can’t we?”

Lin laughed before he kissed you one last time, his hands gently cupping your face and his thumb softly rubbing your cheek. When you both pulled away, you held out your hand and led him to the shower. Turning on the water, you pulled him in with you, the warm water welcoming the two of you as you relaxed into each other’s touch.

Chapter Nine, Chapter Eleven

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