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reread your sdj series last night and i just had to come by and say that that second chapter⊠oh whewð®âðšð®âðš like i really wish my vocabulary was broader than it is so i could properly compliment your writing but for now all i can say is that youâre immensely talented and just urghhh the emotional aspect of the series is done so well, and i LOVE the extra context and povs we get from your headcannons and drabbles so thank you<3
also also the âfuck off johnnyâ chapterð€ðŸâš the scene on the balcony is like this whole thing where character a is hurt but doesnât wanna bother others with their feelings and character b knows that but they refuse to let character a get away with it and a lot of scenes like that can be so terribly corny but yours was genuinely.. cathartic, like reading it undid a knot in my heart?? (sorry english is not my first language) (also im sorry im spamming you with reblogs pls donât block me im not a botð
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I loved your reblogs today, they made me smile. Thank you so much for seeing my efforts in the fic and being so sweet and generous with your feedback!
I second guessed myself a lot on that Upset Reader scene, but it seems like every time I take a risk on this fic itâs turned into one of my favorite parts.
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Chapter 23
Y/n pov:-2 months- "y/nnnnn" "yes ramos" "is it moving month" "i guess it is" "cool let me finlize things" "alright babe" oh my gosh WERE MOVING TO A MASION its just like two weeks ago we just moved into together now were moving to a masion "ok we should start paking now" "ok let me call people" "ok"
Mi nombre es Alexander Hamilton
                             Can yall help us move
Jazzy poo bearððððâŒïžðïžð§ðŒââïžð«¶ðŸð€ð¶ð£ïžðªâ
ðððŸð©·ððŠð¿ððŸðâð¥ððŠðŸðð¹âïžðð©ðŠðœ:ofc bbg
Pippy pooðð¥¹âºïžðð
ðððððð€£ððð¥²ð:yeah
Mommy nÚa(not dirtyð)ðððð€ððððððð€ªð¥žð¥°ðð€šð€©ððð§ð¥³:im not busy
Loser Leslie ð€«ððð²ð« ð«€ð¯ð¥±ð€¥ððŠðŽðµâð«ð¶ð«šð§ð€€ð€ð«¥ð¬ð®ðªð¥Ž:after i hit the gym
Weird David ð®âðšð€¢ð€ð¹ðµð€®ð€ðºðµâð«ð€§ð€ ð€¡ð€ð·ðð©ð¥Žð€ð¿ð»ð€:yeah lemme ask emmy
ThEy DiDnT sAy I CoUlDnT sIng ð€ðŸð€ðŸâðŸð€ðŸððŸð€ðŸð«°ðŸð€ðŸððŸð«·ðŸð€ðŸð«³ðŸððŸð«žðŸð€ðŸð«ŽðŸâðŸð€ðŸððŸðð»:yeah but im taking back the stuff i let you borrow ðððððŸð
Oakyyyyy the unfuckable treeððŸð€ðŸð«²ðŸâðŸððŸððŸð«±ðŸððŸððŸððŸðªðŸð«µðŸâðŸððŸðŠŸðŠ¶ðŸâðŸð€ðŸððŸï¿œï¿œðŸ:k sis
My mannnðððŒð«¶ðŸâ ïžðºðœð€²ðŸðœðžðððŸðŸð¹ð¿ððŸð€ð»ðŸððŸ:thank yall
"Y/n lets pack up your room first" "ok be careful with the posters"
"Ok im going to take down the leaves first" "my room better be so big" "it will be" i carefully take down the leaves" i started take down her lights down but like always i hear a knock at the door" "hey yall" "im so proud yall came as one instead of yall coming at different times and me stopping what im doing" "yeah yeah wheres baby" "esta aqui" "hola como estas" "bien y tú" "bien bien" "y la bebe" "la bebe es normal" "bien bien" "tu nescito ayuda" "si el boxes" "alright" "jazz your Spanish really improved" "check number 1 on duolingo bitch" jazz gives me her phone and i just see. 'Y/ns wife jazzy jonesððððŸððð¥«â¢ïžâ¥ïžððâšð€§ðŒððâ
â€ïžâïžðâð±ðð¬ðððšâ¬ð«µâððð' what the hell is with girls and em emojis "go help ya wife with her room" "sure bud" "mi esposaaaaaa"
Anthony pov:"ill take down my own room guys help me"
I took the guitars and put them in their cases in a big box. "Oak" "what" "take this to the van" "sure" "cool" then did the same for the albums "daveed can you do the same" "mhm" "thanks bro" "Lin can you take the little stuff I'll break down the bed" "yeah" I start to break down my bed I was bent over and my ass was smacked "WHAT THE HELL" "it was nice firm to" y/n says while licking her lips and winking "is you even finished packing" "my rooms just as packed as them abs" "what are you talking about we finished" jazzy remarked "you a hater and you know you a hater" "sure is and do" (a/n:ð) "jazzy stop and take these to the car" "what ever" jazzy did.we finished packaging surprisingly its not hard to pack up apartment we load the boxes lin took the baby to our new house because we had to drive the u-hual truck to the new house "its so big" she mutters "relateble" "shut the hell up" i side eye her "im sorry im just stressed i guess i dont know"its good" we find her way to her 'im mad at you room' "let me decorate then we can decorate our room"
-25 minutes later-
"Your turn" "alright"
"We have knack for the similarities in life"
"We ate that" "word"
(More pictures next chapter) "we'll finish tomorrow" "how are y'all this close today" oak ask "you no se" "i love y'all see you guys tomorrow" "bye" "let's sleep" "first time together" "yes sir" "thank you ant"
Y/n pov (again): jazzy runs in yelling "MI ESPOSA" and there is not much to say because we just gossiped Hollywood gossip and decorate my room then I went to talk to ant then she made fun of him as always and yeah
Thankz for 541 on the first bookð
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Sending High Vibrations Everyoneâs Wayð My friend & I brainstormed creating a podcast the first of September and brought it to life last week ððŸ It is dear to us because being introverted we never really voiced our opinions to the mass (cause folks gone do what they do ð
ð€ðŸ) , but shifting our mindset and limited beliefs we realized that a lot of the information we know NEEDS To be heard by who it is meant for & I have a feeling that is SOOO many. I see so many people questions beliefs, rules, & practices that we have been brought up on and are trying to figure it out ; That is why ￜￜ Nourishment 4 The Soul ð®âðš was thought into creation. On Tuesdays in particular which I call Tapped In, Turned on, Tuned in Tuesdays ð, Iâll be translating in my own words a perspective of how the universe is created that is back heavily by scientific research of quantum physics. Learning this helps understand why what we think and say creates our realities and will hopefully lead to everyone deciding to create better ones for themselves ð The mission for Nourishment 4 The Soul is to question outdated beliefs and to talk about aligning and being confident with being your true and authentic selves; which is the path of least resistance to all of your hearts desires anywayðâš Now subscribe so that we can ride this wave to the top together ð https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=V3fv9pjYIos&feature=share&fbclid=IwAR303x_eUJjFVosRS76T8ooqMx4SGt6bpRQwqrgNurbhcMEM2-eS7VkUFFA https://www.instagram.com/p/CjChnx9AVL_/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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this lew fic was worth the waitttttð€ðŸð€ðŸð€ðŸð€ðŸâ€ïžâð¥â€ïžâð¥â€ïžâð¥â€ïžâð¥â€ïžâð¥â€ïžâð¥âšð®âðšð®âðšð®âðšð®âðšð®âðš imma need more
Awww! Thank you, thank you!
I was worried it would be too brutal but am happy it doesn't seem to be the case. I'll write him whenever the inspo sparks. ð
Thank you so much for reading!
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Chapter 17
We got more busy i was in 5 productions and 10 movies. But something happened one day
"Bea i dont fee-" i was cut off by my throw up it got on me and my bed "do you know whats wrong" "no but everything HURTS" "lets stay home today" "but" "but nothing you're sick so im going to help you" "fine" "lay down imma make a âšbreakfeast smoothieâš" "oh no" -20 minutes later- "its just fruit" "yeah,you dont like fruit or something? "I just thought" "what?" "it would be breakfasts made into one smoothie" "you're funny" "yo sÚ" "Si quieres hablar español, podemos hablar español" "only been 'speaking' it for 9 years calm down" "seems like plenty of time" "MOVING ON,I kinda miss Hamilton" "me too but we're moving up in the world" *he gets a text* "shit my moms in the hospital" "ant go to her I'll be fine" "you sure you can come" "'rest'. NOW GO" "see ya letter" he says all rushed and paniky. one thing lead to another and i was at walmart buying a pregnancy test "Y/N TERRELL" forgot i was famous "can i please get a photo" "sure"
*TAKES PHOTO* "dont post till till atleast half a hour please" "YES ANYTHING FOR YOU" "thanks i really appreciate it" i made my way back home and used the test and unlike when i was younger i passed i just cried perfect timing my now husband came in "honey what's wrong" "if I tell you don't get mad" "of crouse" "I'm pppp-pregnat" "im going to be a dad" "mhm y-your happy" "of course, but i want a baby if you want baby" "i want a baby" i say with now happy tears "can we tell people" "of course lets tell the mains
                               GUYS GUESS WHAT
Jazzy poo bearððððâŒïžðïžð§ðŒââïžð«¶ðŸð€ð¶ð£ïžðªâ
ðððŸð©·ððŠð¿ððŸðâð¥ððŠðŸðð¹âïžðð©ðŠðœ:what
Pippy pooðð¥¹âºïžðð
ðððððð€£ððð¥²ð:what
Mommy nÚa(not dirtyð)ðððð€ððððððð€ªð¥žð¥°ðð€šð€©ððð§ð¥³:what
Loser Leslie ð€«ððð²ð« ð«€ð¯ð¥±ð€¥ððŠðŽðµâð«ð¶ð«šð§ð€€ð€ð«¥ð¬ð®ðªð¥Ž:what
Weird David ð®âðšð€¢ð€ð¹ðµð€®ð€ðºðµâð«ð€§ð€ ð€¡ð€ð·ðð©ð¥Žð€ð¿ð»ð€:what
ThEy DiDnT sAy I CoUlDnT sIng ð€ðŸð€ðŸâðŸð€ðŸððŸð€ðŸð«°ðŸð€ðŸððŸð«·ðŸð€ðŸð«³ðŸððŸð«žðŸð€ðŸð«ŽðŸâðŸð€ðŸððŸðð»:what
Oakyyyyy the unfuckable treeððŸð€ðŸð«²ðŸâðŸððŸððŸð«±ðŸððŸððŸððŸðªðŸð«µðŸâðŸððŸðŠŸðŠ¶ðŸâðŸð€ðŸððŸðŠµðŸ:what
Christopfuckmeð¶ðŸð§ðŸð©ðŸâðŠ°ð±ðŸââïžð§ð»ðšðŸð§ðŸâðŠ°ð©ðŸâðŠ³ð§ðŸð©ðŸâðŠ±ðšðŸâðŠ°ð§ðŸâðŠ³ðŠð¿ð§ðŸâðŠ±ð±ðŸââïžðšðŸâðŠ³ð©ðŸðšðŸâðŠ±:what
My mannnðððŒð«¶ðŸâ ïžðºðœð€²ðŸðœðžðððŸðŸð¹ð¿ððŸð€ð»ðŸððŸ:WE PREGERS
Jazzy poo bearððððâŒïžðïžð§ðŒââïžð«¶ðŸð€ð¶ð£ïžðªâ
ðððŸð©·ððŠð¿ððŸðâð¥ððŠðŸðð¹âïžðð©ðŠðœ:we?
                                    WORDðððð€§
My mannnðððŒð«¶ðŸâ ïžðºðœð€²ðŸðœðžðððŸðŸð¹ð¿ððŸð€ð»ðŸððŸ:my bad
Jazzy poo bearððððâŒïžðïžð§ðŒââïžð«¶ðŸð€ð¶ð£ïžðªâ
ðððŸð©·ððŠð¿ððŸðâð¥ððŠðŸðð¹âïžðð©ðŠðœ:you should name them jazzyjr ð
My mannnðððŒð«¶ðŸâ ïžðºðœð€²ðŸðœðžðððŸðŸð¹ð¿ððŸð€ð»ðŸððŸ:what if they're a boy
Jazzy poo bearððððâŒïžðïžð§ðŒââïžð«¶ðŸð€ð¶ð£ïžðªâ
ðððŸð©·ððŠð¿ððŸðâð¥ððŠðŸðð¹âïžðð©ðŠðœ:jazzyjrðÂ
                                           Wordð.
Anthony pov:We got more busy i was in 2 productions and 8 movies. 2 show But something happened one day
"Bea i dont fee-" she was cut off by her throw up it got on me and our bed "do you know whats wrong" i asked "no but everything HURTS" she proclaimed "lets stay home today" "but-" she started "but nothing you're sick so im going to help you" i cut her off "fine" she says Resently "lay down imma make a âšbreakfeast smoothieâš" i announce "oh no" she mumbles -20 minutes later- "its just fruit?" she asked "yeah,you dont like fruit or something?" i ask "I just thought-" she cuts her self off "what?" i ask "it would be breakfast food made into one smoothie" she reveals "you're funny" i say "yo sÚ" (i know) "Si quieres hablar español, podemos hablar español" (you want to speak Spanish we can speak Spanish) "only been 'speaking' it for 9 years calm down" she tells me "seems like plenty of time" (its notðð) "MOVING ON,I kinda miss Hamilton" she brings up "me too,but we're moving up in the world" i say confronting her *he gets a text* "shit my moms in the hospital" i say panicked "ant go to her I'll be fine" "you sure you can come" "'rest', NOW GO" "see ya letter" i say all rushed and paniky. one thing lead to another and i was on insta because my mom turned out to be all right and i saw a fan and y/n at walmart. I see shes buying a pregnancy test because its on the belt. theres a video on the next slide "Y/N TERRELL" forgot i was famous i hear her mumble when you hang with her engouge you.hear.everything. "can i please get a photo" "sure"
*TAKES PHOTO* "dont post till till atleast half a hour please" "YES ANYTHING FOR YOU" "thanks i really appreciate it" i think she made her way back home and used the test and unlike when she was younger she passed i heard just crying perfect timing her now husband came in "honey what's wrong" i ask "if I tell you don't get mad" she tells "of crouse" "I'm pppp-pregnat" she sputters out "im going to be a dad" i say in shock "mhm, y-your happy?" she asked "of course, but i want a baby if you want baby" infrom her "i want a baby" she says with now happy tears "can we tell people" i ask "of course lets tell the mains"
Pinkey pieðð©·:GUYS GUESS WHATÂ
Jazzy ððððâŒïžðïžð§ðŒââïžð«¶ðŸð€ð¶ð£ïžðªâ
ðððŸð©·ððŠð¿ððŸðâð¥ððŠðŸðð¹âïžðð©ðŠðœ:what
Pippaðð¥¹âºïžðð
ðððððð€£ððð¥²ð:what
nÚaðððð€ððððððð€ªð¥žð¥°ðð€šð€©ððð§ð¥³:what
Loser Leslie ð€«ððð²ð« ð«€ð¯ð¥±ð€¥ððŠðŽðµâð«ð¶ð«šð§ð€€ð€ð«¥ð¬ð®ðªð¥Ž:what
Weird David ð®âðšð€¢ð€ð¹ðµð€®ð€ðºðµâð«ð€§ð€ ð€¡ð€ð·ðð©ð¥Žð€ð¿ð»ð€:what
ThEy DiDnT sAy I CoUlDnT sIng ð€ðŸð€ðŸâðŸð€ðŸððŸð€ðŸð«°ðŸð€ðŸððŸð«·ðŸð€ðŸð«³ðŸððŸð«žðŸð€ðŸð«ŽðŸâðŸð€ðŸððŸðð»:what
Oakyyyyy the uncool treeððŸð€ðŸð«²ðŸâðŸððŸððŸð«±ðŸððŸððŸððŸðªðŸð«µðŸâðŸððŸðŠŸðŠ¶ðŸâðŸð€ðŸððŸðŠµðŸ:what
Christmasð¶ðŸð§ðŸð©ðŸâðŠ°ð±ðŸââïžð§ð»ðšðŸð§ðŸâðŠ°ð©ðŸâðŠ³ð§ðŸð©ðŸâðŠ±ðšðŸâðŠ°ð§ðŸâðŠ³ðŠð¿ð§ðŸâðŠ±ð±ðŸââïžðšðŸâðŠ³ð©ðŸðšðŸâðŠ±:what
                                     WE PREGERS
Jazzy ððððâŒïžðïžð§ðŒââïžð«¶ðŸð€ð¶ð£ïžðªâ
ðððŸð©·ððŠð¿ððŸðâð¥ððŠðŸðð¹âïžðð©ðŠðœ:we?
  WORDðððð€§
                                      my bad
Jazzy ððððâŒïžðïžð§ðŒââïžð«¶ðŸð€ð¶ð£ïžðªâ
ðððŸð©·ððŠð¿ððŸðâð¥ððŠðŸðð¹âïžðð©ðŠðœ:you should name them jazzyjr ð
                             what if they're a boy
Jazzy poo bearððððâŒïžðïžð§ðŒââïžð«¶ðŸð€ð¶ð£ïžðªâ
ðððŸð©·ððŠð¿ððŸðâð¥ððŠðŸðð¹âïžðð©ðŠðœ:jazzyjrðÂ
                                           Wordð.
Im back yall anyway after i finish this book (not for a WHILE) ill have more books ready not all Hamilton related tho
#hamilton fanfiction#ao3 fanfic#fanfics#fanfic authors#fanfic writers#fanfiction writer#fanfic writing#fanfic#fanfiction#anthony ramos#lin manuel miranda
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Whew! ð®âðšð€ðŸâš
Trevante Rhodes on Jimmy Fallon (2022)
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ððð®âðšð€ðŸ we the greatest !! I love it here !! ððŸð¹âš
how I feel when I reblog @skyysoul and when @skyysoul reblogs me
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